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Chapter thirteen see

I broke my promise and got fat, so I will add another chapter.

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When it was almost dark, Cheng Jiaoniang left Taiping Residence, and the carriage passed by the market leisurely.

"Madam, look at the Immortal Residence." The maid lifted up the curtain and laughed in a low voice.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked outside. The colorful building of Shenxianju was still bright, and there were a few more shop assistants soliciting customers in front of the door.

The carriage passed by in a flash.

"What did you see?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

The maid turned to look at her and smiled.

"I saw that in just a few days it was not as popular as before," she said.

"What else?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

The maid tilted her head and thought.

"Also, you have to be kind." She said with a smile.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.

"What else?" she asked.

The maid thought for a moment and shook her head.

"What else?" she asked.

"Also." Cheng Jiaoniang looked outside. Although this is not the most prosperous place in Beijing, it is still ranked among the top three. There are many restaurants and restaurants on the street. "It's difficult."

"Difficult?" the maid asked in confusion.

"To do something, to do something well, to stand firm, to stand firm, it is very difficult and not easy." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The popularity of Dou Qi's restaurant has been greatly reduced in a short period of time. This is due to bad luck and the joint efforts of other competitors. We usually chat and laugh with each other over drinks, but in private, many eyes are watching secretly. Once we seize the opportunity, our opponents will

I won't let it go.

It has nothing to do with good or evil. Heaven is ruthless and the world is difficult.

The maid subconsciously followed and looked outside the car.

Outside the car, people were chatting and laughing on the street. In a nearby restaurant with a bright and luxurious facade, two or three celebrities were greeting people, smiling and enthusiastic. There were also two female prostitutes in colorful clothes holding drinks in their arms.

Hu smiled coquettishly at the passing guests.

The world is tough, so be careful in everything you do.

"Madam, I saw it and took note of it." She turned her head and said seriously.

Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage returned to Yudai Bridge and it was getting dark.

After washing up, Banqin served the food.

"Madam, there is a family named Peng who wants the medicine made by me. The head of the family also takes gold and stone, and is a family friend of Tong Neihan's family." She said.

"Your surname is Peng?" said the maid, "could it be the family of Peng Yan, a famous prime minister in three dynasties?"

Banqin doesn't understand this.

"I have been walking around in the past few days and heard them talking about this family. The two servant girls occasionally joked that the master went to Dr. Li every day to be diagnosed as incurable and wanted to get the lady's fairy prescription. So I took it seriously. Today

They were caught up and asked me vaguely whose family I belonged to, so I didn’t hide anything and told the truth. The two of them were pleasantly surprised." She said, "I also said that my wife is out to recuperate. She can’t cure her illness yet, but she is just leisurely.

When I was making medicine and practicing my skills, two women asked me what medicine I made. I said I didn't understand and I didn't know. They didn't ask again and left in a hurry with great joy. I'm sure they will come to my door soon."

The maid thought for a moment and then clapped her hands.

"To be able to chase after Dr. Li and say such rude words, and to be a family friend of Tong Neihan, it must be the Peng Yan family!" She said, looking at Banqin, "Ah sister Banqin, you can get it this time

A good family.”

Although Peng Yan is no longer here, and his descendants are not in high positions in the court, they still cannot be underestimated. This is what people often call a big family. The emperors take turns, but the family will not fall for a hundred years.

Banqin smiled sheepishly.

"I, I didn't do anything, I just listened to some gossip," she said.

It is easy to find new customers in a short period of time without making any big announcements. It is easy to say but difficult to say.

"Fish have fish ways, shrimps have shrimp ways, each has its own way." The maid sighed.

Everyone has their own way, and words spoken from the lowest servant woman can reach the ears of the master of the family as quickly as possible.

"Really?" shouted a chubby middle-aged man, holding on to the chair and trying to get up, not wanting to fall down due to lack of strength.

The lady and concubine next to her rushed to help her, but were pushed away by the man angrily.

He subconsciously reached out to the porcelain bottle aside, but was stopped by his wife.

"Master, you can't." Madam said with tears in her eyes, "If Mrs. Cheng doesn't diagnose the disease, it will be a good thing if you continue to eat this, but what should you do?"

The man retracted his hand somewhat depressedly.

"It was Mrs. Cheng's purchasing maid who said it. I also went to inquire about it. Although the Zhou family did not say it directly, the servants have revealed it. Mrs. Cheng left the Zhou family in the middle of the night some time ago." She sat down on her knees in the hall.

The steward wiped his sweat and said, "We also went to see that house. It turned out to be the home of Mr. Chen. I asked the Chen family. Although they didn't tell anyone, it was indeed sold to Mrs. Cheng."

"That's true! Master, let's go quickly," the lady shouted, about to get up.

"What are you going for? I'm not going to die yet, so it's in vain if I go." The man said angrily.

"Medicine!" said the lady.

"What do you want?" the man asked.

"Didn't that maid say that although her wife doesn't diagnose diseases, she still makes medicine and practices her craftsmanship." The lady said, "We don't ask her to cure diseases, but how about we ask her to make some medicine?"

"The maid said it was just a trial production, not much." the steward reminded.

"Then go quickly! If you're late, it won't be our turn!"

The man said, standing up steadily without helping Kong this time, and pointed to the door with his hand.

"Quick, prepare the car!"

When night fell, Cheng Jiaoniang's door opened, and the maid sitting on the porch quickly got up and watched her wife walk out.

"It's easy to go, Mrs. Peng," the maid said as she followed behind.

"Stay." Mrs. Peng said hurriedly, hugging a small porcelain jar tightly in her arms, looking surprised and excited, as if she had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

"Madam, don't forget my wife's advice." The maid said with a smile.

"Don't dare." Mrs. Peng said hurriedly.

The maid then smiled and bowed, no longer sending him off.

Brother Jin waited until Mrs. Peng approached the door, then opened the door carefully. He looked around like a thief. As night fell, the lights shone dimly around the door.

A maid stepped forward first and called for an unmarked carriage waiting in the corner.

Mrs. Peng was then surrounded by two servants and hurriedly got into the car. She didn't even wait to sit down before she was urged to walk quickly.

The carriage sped away, causing Mrs. Peng to fall backwards in the carriage. The servants and women were so frightened that they hurriedly supported her.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Peng only cared about the porcelain vase in her arms. She touched it carefully and sighed, "This is my life."

The maid looked at the porcelain bottle and also exhaled.

This night was like being a thief...

"Madam, I spent so much money and sold this, but I still can't see anyone..." One person couldn't help but said.

"Hey, what do you know?" Mrs. Peng scolded hurriedly, "Ms. Cheng's illness is not cured yet. She can't publicize it widely. What should we do if people know about it?"

"How is it good?" the servant woman asked blankly.

"You really don't understand!" Now that she had achieved her wish, Mrs. Peng put her heart back in her stomach and was in a good mood, so she continued, "Do you think, why doesn't she want people to know?"

Just this little jar of medicine costs five thousand guan, five thousand guan!

Is this selling medicine? This is just making money by yourself! The Copper Foundry is not that fast either.

Why don't you want people to know? Are you afraid of getting too much money?

"Didn't you listen to what the maid said? Madam Cheng is still ill now. It took a long time to make these medicines. If everyone comes to ask for medicine, how can Madam Cheng cope with it?" Mrs. Peng said, "Cheng

My wife has a bodhisattva heart, and she can’t cure it even if she sees that it can be cured. That’s why she moved away from the Zhou family to live alone to recuperate.”

The servants suddenly realized.

"It's true, it's true." They all said one after another.

There was one more thing that Mrs. Peng didn't say. She stretched out her hand to caress the porcelain vase in her arms with a bit of pride.

The medicine prepared by Mrs. Cheng is limited. If the Peng family is lucky enough to grab a portion, they will always finish it. If others know about it, they may not be able to grab it next time Mrs. Cheng makes it again.

It's not publicized, it's not known to others, the Peng family only knows about it, this is great, great.

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