Outside the eastern suburbs of the state capital, the Shijing Temple has been closed for the past few days, and even believers are not allowed to enter.

There are also forbidden troops outside the temple, like some noble big man living inside.

"Butler, has the eldest young master woken up?"

Lang Zhong, who was invited to see the eldest young master, was sweating all over his head, and his waist couldn't stand upright.

"Don't worry, Doctor Cao, the eldest young master woke up once today, used a small half bowl of porridge, and fell asleep again after taking the medicine."

The white-faced butler gently helped Dr. Zeng and motioned for him to come to the side to talk.

"Doctor Zeng's medicine seems to have worked, and then the eldest young master's body will be entrusted to you."

Dr. Zeng felt bitter in his heart, but he still had to make a grateful look on his face.

"Thanks to the careful care of the housekeeper, the eldest young master can turn the corner. The little old man's medical skills are shallow, and I am afraid that he will not be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility and live up to the expectations of the master. ”

"Dr. Zeng is arrogant."

The housekeeper smiled, sent someone to wake up the eldest young master, and personally accompanied Doctor Zeng into the house to check the pulse of the eldest young master.

"The residual poison in the eldest young master's body has been cleared, but the foundation has suffered a serious loss, and he needs to recuperate for a long time."

After Dr. Zeng diagnosed the pulse, he was a little relieved, and the most difficult time was over, and then as long as he was careful and careful, he would be relieved if he looked at it less and listened less and asked less, and after three or five months, the eldest young master recovered to be able to get out of bed.

He is a small common man, how dare he ask about the backyard of the rich and noble.

Wei Jin packed up his things that day, took three pottery urns to the carriage, and followed his second brother-in-law to the state capital to deliver the goods.

Uncle Jia, a well-known benevolent man in the state capital, ordered a fur cloak in his second brother-in-law's workshop a few days ago, as well as several sets of wrist guards and knee pads.

Uncle Jia has no official name, and in the early years, his family was solid, and he did a lot of good deeds such as building bridges and paving roads. Later, his son and daughter-in-law were both robbed and killed by mountain bandits, leaving only a young son to be rescued by a passing monk. If it weren't for the fact that his grandson was young, Uncle Jia might have seen through the red dust.

In the past few years, he has shrunk his business, and he has devoted all his energy to raising his grandchildren, although the family business is still relatively thick, but it is much weaker than in the early years, and the things he uses in his daily life are no longer luxurious.

This is either because his old man thinks that the murder of his son and his family is too rich to his family, so in addition to some fixed businesses in the past few years, he has not been to the capital for a long time. I heard that all the shops over there have been transferred out at a low price, and all the money has been kept for his grandson to become a family. ”

Outsiders' speculation is just speculation, and there is no empathy for the pain, so naturally they can't understand how Uncle Jia would make such a decision.

Wei Jin didn't have the idea of guessing other people's thoughts, she only knew that if Uncle Jia's family could take a fancy to her three urns of tempeh, at least the sales of the state capital would not be too much of a problem.

Now the sales on the side of the tempeh factory rely on the caravans that come and go, but their side is not a place where large caravans will pass by, and if they want to really open up the trade route, the market on the state capital must be taken.

From the county seat to the state capital, you can also use water transportation, and when you make money, it will be more convenient to dredge the section of the river from the county seat to the town.

The road from the town to the state capital was not smooth, she was afraid that the three pottery urns would be damaged, so before leaving, she found someone to weave a few soft cushions with straw, wrapped the pottery urns, and carefully tied them with hemp rope to make sure that the pottery urns would not be broken because of shaking before she was relieved to get into the car.

This way staggered, she felt in a trance in her head, and finally rushed to the post house outside the state capital before dark.

There is a bit of a difference between a post house and a post house.

The former is privately owned, and the latter is governmental.

Most of the people who lived in the inn were merchants, as well as rangers.

This is the first time Wei Jin has seen a living ranger with his own eyes. Unlike in the script, those rangers are not very well dressed, and they can't even be ordinary people, the only difference is that they can legally carry swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Don't be fooled by those novels, normal ordinary civilians can't carry weapons at all. In addition to rangers, only people in the government or hired guards can carry weapons.

The facilities of the inn are not as comprehensive as the inns in the city, and there is only one feature: cheap!

Men and women basically live in the Chase shop, a little more particular, the upstairs small room, but also a room can live four or five people.

Wei Jin's second brother-in-law has been here a few times, and he is familiar with finding the shopkeeper and asking for a small room, and there are only two women in it for the time being.

The bunk is a bit similar to the kang in the north, but it does not burn the fire, and the wooden shelves are directly made into beds according to the size of the room. It is wide and long, and it is not too crowded for four or five people to lie down.

There are quilts in the post house, but it is impossible to expect how clean it is, many people wrap their coats around their bodies, and then the quilts of the post house are covered with their coats.

If you love cleanliness, bring your own quilt and wrap the post house quilt a little before using it.

After Wei Jin heard what his second brother-in-law said, he made up his mind to bring his own quilt out. I also went out of my way to buy a homespun cloth and made a cloth cover in the form of a quilt cover, so that I could accept it somewhat.

"Girl, how do you sew this?"

The single-layer cloth used by the woman in the same room, in order not to separate the cloth sheet and the quilt, she had to bring her own needlework and thread to use it, and before leaving, she had to cut off the thread and dismantle the thread for recycling.

When the two of them saw Wei Jin enter the house, they shook the quilt cover, stuffed the quilt in and shook it, which was extremely convenient and trouble-free, and they immediately became interested. Of course, you can't ask people in vain, the younger woman took the dry food out and let Wei Jin eat it together.

"No, I've eaten with my brother-in-law." Wei Jin strictly adhered to the principle of not eating any food handed by strangers when she went out, and politely declined the other party's kindness.

"This is what my sister did for me, it's very simple."

It's just a quilt cover, and she doesn't expect to make money from it. Besides, the pain of going out is the same, and it is a little bit to be able to help, and she doesn't need to contribute money anyway.

The two women wiped their hands clean, approached the quilt and took a closer look, and after a few strokes, they understood.

This thing really doesn't have any difficulty, it's just Faib.

But the benefits of this thing are also obvious. In summer, it can be directly used as a blanket to cover the body, and in winter, you can just stuff the quilt of the post house into it, which is clean and does not need to take time to move needlework.

The women were fine, they could go out with needles and threads, and it wouldn't take long to wrap them around, but the men were uncomfortable.

With this quilt as a topic, Wei Jin quickly became familiar with the two.

After talking, I learned that they had come from the state capital near Biansai. The eldest lady is here, and she hasn't been back for almost ten or twenty years. The younger one was her eldest daughter, who was already married, and this time her husband's caravan was going this way, so she got up with the idea of taking her mother back to her mother's house.

The three of them were talking happily when they heard movement downstairs, as if someone had fainted from a sudden illness.