In the blink of an eye, the first ambush is approaching.

Han Chuan got up early in the morning to wash his hair, which is also the rule of Mama Zhong, saying that the first morning to bathe her hair, not greasy, commonly known as cultivating the Buddha's head. Cui Er went to the Good Medicine Hall to buy dried gardenias, jasmine and other flowers, put them in the ponytail blue, and Han Chuan hung one on the bed tent for himself and Xiao Shuang'er, which smelled clear and sweet, which can not only repel insects but also sleep peacefully, which is a must-have for summer.

Han Chuan gave one to the ladies and grandmothers who came to eat tea at noon.

Mrs. Feng was very happy drinking ice sugarcane water and holding a ponytail blue luozi, "... The things in your place, whether they are food, furnishings, or these little things, are really exquisite. ”

Han Chuan's heart hurt at the tip.

Isn't that good?

She doesn't know the goods, but the money knows the goods.

She didn't know which ornament was good-looking, so she asked the shopkeeper of Jumbo Zhai to pick the most expensive... It's like this ponytail blue luozi, some stores sell for two cents, and the one she picked sells for three cents... There is more of this article, which is to go exquisitely.

Han Chuan smiled, "If you like it, it's fine." ”

Mrs. Feng looked inside, and saw that Latty was busy in the stove house, so she smiled and asked Han Chuan, "What's wrong?" That little master looks okay? Don't have good hands yet? ”

Han Chuan followed Mrs. Feng's gaze, "It's not good yet!" ”

The big guys thought that Latty had scratched his left hand by mistake.

"I can't make a lot of energy, I'm afraid of leaving the root of the disease, so I can only raise it slowly." Han Chuan smiled, "It's nothing, aren't there new people in the store on the left and right?" ”

Mrs. Feng smiled and nodded, suddenly remembering something, "... When I was at my mother's house in the past, I heard that great doctors can help their muscles and bones recover by pricking needles. In the past, the youngest son of the Hubu Shangshu family twisted his ankle, and he didn't see it well for a few months, so he asked the doctor to prick a needle and fry it. If so, you can also give it a try. ”

Huh?

It's possible!

Han Chuan leaned forward and asked Mrs. Feng, "Do you remember where the doctor was?" Is it too a doctor in the hospital? Or which medical center in Beijing? ”

Mrs. Feng shook her head, "It's not at all, it's just a traveling doctor." ”

Contains a decadence.

That's hard to find.

If you are a doctor in the hall, no matter how high the consultation fee is, you can come back.

It's just wandering around, who knows where people are?

Mrs. Feng chatted with Han Chuan a few more words, all of them were ordinary greetings, but she talked about the origin of that Cao Gongzi, Mrs. Feng's voice was low, "... It's a rich family. The last time our servants saw that the house was moved, it was full of fine wood, and there were many antique porcelain from the previous dynasty, which were sent in like flowing water, and they looked at it coldly, and said something disrespectful, which was as good as the pomp and circumstance of the King of Qin before. ”

That's the eldest brother who has both the Jianghuai Caoyun Wharf and the silk royal business.

Come on.

Cao Yun.

Grain, salt, iron, silk... If it is a time of war, armies - arms, supplies, grain and grass...

It's all big goods!

Isn't it better than Xu Yi, a prince who eats on a lot of money and is not favored, shouldn't it be?

No matter how much money others have, it's someone else's, and it has nothing to do with themselves.

Although Han Chuan is making hard-earned business money, this point is still quite right, smiled, and echoed Mrs. Feng, "Lord Yu has a bright future, but no amount of silver can be exchanged!" If Lord Yu doesn't come back for dinner, why don't you stay and eat the first locust leaves? ”

Speaking of her own Langjun, Mrs. Feng Nunu complained softly, "... I don't know how there are so many things to do in Hanlin Xiushu! Every day, when the third watch and the fifth watch are rising, no one can see it, and no one can say anything. It's better to concentrate on the imperial examination at home first—at least I can still touch his shadow! ”

When taking the imperial examination at home, I can't wait for Lang Jun to go out to do things and socialize.

Lang Jun was admitted, went out to do things and socialize, and he didn't have time to be at home.

Woman.

Han Chuan laughed, saw that the diners in the hall gradually increased, so he got up and entered the stove house, cooked a large pot of barley rice, poured cold with ice water, added grapefruit vinegar, coarse salt, dried plums and small dried fish torn into one by one, and then put on the washed and fresh locust leaves to mix, if you are willing, you can also pour half a pot of herbal tea, it tastes fresh and clean, clears the spleen and dispels the lungs, and is suitable for the first time to eat.

Mrs. Feng ate a small bowl of cold tao and said goodbye, Han Chuan took her words to heart, turned around and looked around for a doctor who was good at acupuncture and moxibustion.

There are a lot of traveling doctors, famous doctors, and little-known Hutong doctors.

In and out.

Latti's left hand was almost pierced into a sieve, and it didn't feel useful, and he was able to hold a teacup a few days ago, and he still can hold a teacup, but it would be very difficult to do anything heavier.

Seeing the doctor enter the door, Latty looked at Han Chuan with a bitter face.

Han Chuan was also distressed when he looked at it, so while feeling distressed, he took out Lati's left hand to facilitate the doctor's needle.

...

The sun sets over the long river, and the sunset shines on the flying eaves.

Xu Yi got out of the carriage and saw another doctor with a medicine box on his shoulder coming out of the tail of the alley, and the shopkeeper with a plain face and wearing a green gauze shirt followed behind.

This is the third time in the past two days that he has seen a doctor in and out of "Shixian".

Xu Yi turned his face to one side, Xiao Su received the wind in his eyes, and bowed down knowingly and said, "... The little master in the store is not yet complete. "Back to the master's words, you have to return to the cause and effect of the whole thing," the little master was a loyal protector of the master, in order to save the shopkeeper He, he took the blade with one hand, and then he was cut off the tendon of the palm of his left hand. ”

Xu Yi looked at it twice.

Xiao Su had a score in his heart, and then said, "Don't worry, yesterday a slave has already found a suitable doctor, and he will send it to the shopkeeper He tomorrow." ”

Xu Yi nodded, and then took off his robe and entered the house.

Xiao Su respectfully followed behind him, and his heart settled - hey, even if the master of his family cut down all the gardens in the world, it would be useless! Those eyes are still staring at "Shi Xian", what is this?

The master of his family may not have noticed it himself, he is often anxious about the needs of the shopkeeper, and needs the needs of the shopkeeper, if the shopkeeper needs help, he will not hesitate at all, he will definitely help to death!

Thanksgiving for the appearance of the shopkeeper.

In the past, he followed the master every day, and the master had no desires or desires, and he couldn't find the temple gate if he wanted to burn incense.

Now it's good.

He will do whatever the shopkeeper needs.

The master is relieved and happy, and he is naturally stable and smooth.

Xiao Su glanced at the newly hung "Cao Zhai", and his heart was measured, and the words twisted and turned in his mouth, but he still didn't say it.

Hey!

He heard that Cao Gongzi, who entered Beijing as an official from Jianghuai, got a wooden sign on the first day he went to "Shixian" for dinner!

Xiao Su took another look at his master's side face that was so cold that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without the slightest wave.

Forget it, don't say it.

The unlucky thing that reports the funeral has a special name - crows.