When it was getting light, the sound of chopping vegetables could be heard from the kitchen of Taiping Residence.
At this time, except for the people in the tofu shop, everyone in the restaurant was still asleep.
Li Dashao wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in his right hand, looked at the shredded vegetables on the chopping board, took a bowl of water aside with his left hand and took a sip, then continued to hold the head of the vegetable with his right hand and cut it with a knife in his left hand.
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It wasn't until daybreak, when everyone in the restaurant got up and started working for the day, and when all the cooks and workers in the kitchen came in, that Li Dashao stopped.
"Brother Li, have you cut all the vegetables?" everyone said, "leaving us idle again."
"It's just right for me to do this. Besides, I'm just chopping some vegetables, and I still need you to come with the meat." Li Dashao said.
And coming at this time will not cause any trouble to everyone.
Seeing the kitchen getting busy, Li Dashao withdrew, took out two walnuts, and began to turn them in his left hand while taking a short rest.
"Brother Da Shao." Sun Cai squatted over, looked at it for a while, and asked curiously, "Why don't you turn with your right hand? Don't you need to practice more with your right hand to recover?"
Li Dashao turned the walnuts and laughed.
"No matter how much I recover, my right hand will never be as good as before," he said. "It would be great if I could hold the vegetables and carry pots and plates. I just won't exercise at all, so as not to keep hoping that it can recover."
As before, it’s better to put your heart completely in your left hand. I was dumber than others to begin with, but now that I’m starting over, I have to pay more attention.”
Sun Cai nodded and gave Li Dashao a thumbs up.
"Brother, I used to look down on you, but it turns out you are a good guy too," he said.
"No matter whether you are a good man or not, there is nothing you can do about it." Li Dashao said with a smile, "If you could, who would be willing to be a good man?"
Sun Cai nodded.
"That's true, if I had something to eat and drink, I would rather be a fool who can't do anything." He said with a smile.
Li Dashao laughed.
"You're just talking nonsense." He said with a sigh and stood up, "I should go practice knife skills."
"It's time for me to get some brine too." Sun Cai said with a smile.
The two of them went their separate ways with a smile on their faces. The vegetable delivery person and the tofu delivery person were busy and busy in the backyard, full of life.
On the other side, the Shenxianju in the capital was also removing its door panels.
"Is this place open again?"
People passing by asked curiously.
"Yes, the shopkeeper has been changed, and now the staff is smooth, so please support me." Shopkeeper Wu stood by the door and said with a smile.
"Are we still only selling passing deities?" someone asked.
"Yes." Shopkeeper Wu nodded with a smile, "We only sell passing gods."
"The passing god is not happy with the delicious food, and it is very expensive." Someone shouted to make trouble.
Shopkeeper Wu is still smiling.
"Gods are as good as gods. Each one has his own good. What's the point of always eating it? Everyone should have a taste." He laughed.
The shopkeeper's attitude is kind, and there is a bit of pride in it, which makes people feel good.
More and more people came around to chat and watch the fun.
At the same time, the same is true in Yichun Hall.
"Is there a miracle doctor here?" someone asked.
"Yes." A waiter said hurriedly, "But it's still the old rule. If you don't go to the house for consultation, you will definitely die."
This answer already made the visitor so happy that he couldn't help but look inside.
"Ms. Cheng is not here right now. If someone comes for consultation, we will call for them right away." The waiter said, then paused, "Besides, we have the medicine made by Mrs. Cheng here."
The visitor was stunned for a moment.
"What medicine?" he asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, before the guy could answer, someone rushed in.
"Medicine!" he shouted, "I want all the medicine made by Mrs. Cheng!"
You don’t even know what kind of medicine you want, so you want to take them all?
The people before were a little stunned, but it wasn't over yet, and several more people came in soon after.
"Ms. Cheng's medicine?"
"I want it, I want it, I want it all."
"What are you shouting for? I was here first!"
"So what if you came first? I'll pay first..."
The excitement here has attracted the envy of the surrounding drug stores.
"It's good to have a miracle doctor. This Yichundang was not so prosperous before."
"It's a pity that this miracle doctor must die, otherwise we will have no way to survive."
Wang Shiqi, who was leading his horse through the bustle, couldn't help but stare and click his tongue.
"Look, this is called the capital city." He said, leaning over and looking at the drug store here, "You have to rob even to buy medicine!"
Cheng Silang also looked at it, his expression obviously surprised, but he quickly looked away and looked ahead in the direction where Wang Shiqi went to follow.
"Where are you going? The Zhou family is going this way," he said.
"What's the hurry? Let's go to Desheng Tower first." Wang Shiqi said, "Finally we're in the capital. Let's see the world."
Cheng Silang was in a hurry.
"Where are you going and what are you doing? Aren't you going to take my sister back?" he asked.
"There's no rush, anyway, your sister won't be able to run away even if she's in her grandfather's house." Wang Shiqi said, walking out of the crowded road and hurriedly getting on his horse, "It's not too late to see you again in a few days, I'll go first
Let’s go and see if we can meet Miss Zhu.”
It’s the beauties you haven’t got that matter.
Seeing him slap the horse away, Cheng Silang was angry and anxious. He got on his horse and went to chase him, but saw the boy beside him stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Silang asked.
The boy stared blankly in one direction.
"I seemed to have seen Brother Jin just now." He said.
When he came, Sister Chunlan urged him to send a message to Brother Jin and ask if it was okay. It would be better if he could ask the Fourth Young Master to bring Brother Jin back.
"Brother Jin?" Cheng Silang said, turning around and looking around, "Where?"
The streets were filled with cars, horses and people, making it dizzying.
"Perhaps I saw it wrong." The boy murmured again.
Cheng Silang shook his head, ignored him, and hurriedly urged his horse to chase Wang Shiqi.
Brother Jin sat in front of the car, happily waving his whip to urge the horse.
"No, no, little brother, you can't urge the horse like this." The coachman pointed out.
Brother Jin stuck out his tongue and watched the driver's movements.
The car stopped in front of the door. Cheng Jiaoniang got out of the car and looked at the car that stopped behind her. Qin Langjun smiled at her and said goodbye.
"Thank you very much for helping me sell good wine to De Laiguan this time," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"It should be, it should be." Qin Langjun smiled.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled slightly.
"No," she said, "what you say you should do is just to let me treat your leg."
Qin Langjun smiled awkwardly.
"This is fine, whatever the lady wants." He returned to normal, not annoyed, and said with a smile, "As long as the lady is happy."
"What if I'm still unhappy?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said, "What if I don't want to treat your leg?"
Qin Langjun laughed.
"I'm happy with my wife," he said.
"Then let's wait until I'm happy." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said, turned around and went in.
The door was opened by Brother Jin. Qin Langjun, who was sitting in the car outside the door, had a stagnant smile on his face, but he immediately shook his head and was about to leave when he saw a carriage stop again.
Qin Langjun was slightly surprised when he saw the woman getting out of the car.
Brother Jin who opened the door was also a little surprised.
The Chen family had the most contacts with them in the capital, but most of them were the Eighteen Niangs and Dan Niangs or the maids. As the mistress, Mrs. Chen rarely came to the house in person.
"I was just going to look at some clothing materials, and I brought you a piece too."
Sitting down in the hall, Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
The maid on the side handed over a bundle.
The maid hurriedly continued to express her thanks.
Cheng Jiaoniang also saluted.
Mrs. Chen took two sips of tea.
"My wife is not young now. It's time for the family to talk about the marriage," she said.
The maid looked stunned.
No way...
"Yes." Cheng Jiaoniang replied.
"I have a marriage, who do you think it would be better for me to talk to?" Mrs. Chen asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and was silent for a moment.
"Which house is Madam talking about?" she asked.
Do you want to talk about it yourself? Mrs. Chen secretly thought to herself. Sure enough.
"It's not someone else, it's my family, my family..." she said.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Jiaoniang.
"If it's your family, then there's no need to talk about it," she said.
Mrs. Chen was stunned.
"Why?" she asked subconsciously.
Sure enough, her husband was right? She is unwilling? Looks down upon her?
"Because I don't get married to people who have been treated." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "This is the third rule."
She stretched out her hand and showed three fingers.
