The surname of the shopkeeper of Tianshui Hall in Lindu City is Fang, and acquaintances call him Lao Fang.

The old man agreed, and heard Jiang Changxi talk about the price increase of the medicine farmers, "There is little rain in Lindu this year, and the harvest of medicinal herbs in the surrounding towns has also been affected, if the price is not too excessive, it is okay to respond to them." My grandmother said that sometimes it is a blessing to suffer a little loss. ”

"It's the old lady and the girl who are kind." The old man said that he had written it down, and said: "But the flavors of Nanxingzi Sanqi are produced in Yunxian County. Yunxian County has had plenty of rain this year, and the harvest is quite abundant, and the price of medicine farmers over there has also increased. ”

"Then press it and try to keep it at the original price. I heard the prince say that although the casualties are not large, the people's livelihood will still be affected to some extent. Yunxian seems to be around Hengshui. Within the scope of Tianshui Tang's ability, those who can help will help with it. ”

The old man was a little suspicious of his ears: "Lord Wang? "It's been coming up a little a bit lately......

Qingrong covered her face, she also felt that the girl had been poisoned by the name of the prince.

After arranging the repair of the Washe and the purchase of medicinal materials, Jiang Changxi looked at the sky and found that it was not too early.

"I'm afraid it's a little late to go to the charity hall now, girl, why don't you go again tomorrow."

That's all there is to it. Jiang Changxi responded, packed up his things and prepared to go back to the Hou Mansion.

Out of Tianshui Hall, the street opposite the door is still full of people, very lively. It was probably dusk, and the sun was not as hot as at noon, so that the people were willing to go out for a walk and blow the wind.

Jiang Changxi glanced at the street, and many of the people who came and went were dressed in strange costumes, looking like they were dressed in southern Xinjiang.

"Recently, there have been a lot of business travelers from southern Xinjiang in Lindu City." Jiang Changxi helped Qingrong's hand into the carriage and said casually.

"The mission from southern Xinjiang has arrived in Lindu today, and most of these business travelers are following the mission." Qingrong followed closely behind Jiang Changxi and ordered the coachman to return to the Hou Mansion, "There are also medicinal herb merchants in the business trip, and I heard that the buyers are being contacted." ”

Jiang Changxi raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly, southern Xinjiang is located in a warm and humid place, which is very suitable for the growth of some medicinal materials, and it has always been an important place for the production of herbal medicines. Unfortunately, the relationship between Dahong and southern Xinjiang has not been stable in recent years, and the economic and trade between the two countries has been temporarily limited to a few border cities. It seems that southern Xinjiang is eyeing the fat of Dahong.

"It's a pity that Lindu is the imperial capital, the economy is prosperous and stable, and the big merchants and hawkers have their own stable supply channels.

"I don't care what happens to others, but Tianshuitang can't accept this kind of unknown origin." Thinking of the blood Gu in the girl's body and the white bone plague in Lizhou, Qingrong didn't have a good impression of southern Xinjiang: "Girl, what you said about Lizhou, does it really have nothing to do with southern Xinjiang?" ”

In addition to knowing that the white bone plague is a means of southern Xinjiang, Dahong spent a lot of effort but failed to grasp the handle of southern Xinjiang, confirming that the white bone plague was done by the royal family or protons of southern Xinjiang.

At this moment, a document came from southern Xinjiang, saying that the new emperor of southern Xinjiang had ascended the throne and was coming to welcome back the proton of southern Xinjiang.

"There is no evidence, and it has nothing to do with it." Jiang Changxi was faint.

All right. Qingrong thought silently, anyway, she didn't have much obsession with this matter.

Following.

Jiang Changxi had breakfast, and after going to Fukang Hall to ask for peace, he took Qingrong to the Charity Hall. When they arrived, Lao Fang was already waiting at the door with two medicine boys, and Jiang Changxi asked them to help move the things prepared on the car.

It's all some food and clothing, Qingrong passed it to them according to the classification and moved in, and some older children in the charity hall were also called, and they hugged a burden and followed behind the adults.

The head of the charity hall is a husband and wife, who are more than 40 years old this year, and the man's surname is Li, so most people call them Uncle Li and Aunt Li.

"Miss Jiang is here." Uncle Li and Aunt Li greeted him cordially, obviously not the first time he had seen Jiang Changxi.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Li." Jiang Changxi said hello and asked Qingrong to hand the list of supplies to Aunt Li: "I brought some mosquito repellent medicine powder this time, and some medicine for boiling herbal tea, and I wrote down the recipe on paper." Although the hottest time has passed, there is a large temperature difference between morning and evening recently, and there are still many people who catch a cold, so it is better to pay attention. In a few days, there will be a joint free clinic between Shi'an Hall and Tianshui Hall, and if the children and neighbors have a headache and brain fever, they can also come over without worrying about the consultation fee. ”

"Good, good." Aunt Li responded in a loud voice: "Thanks to the girl who has been taking care of the charity hall, these children can have a place to live." ”

"I don't dare to bear Aunt Li's words, the really kind-hearted people are those kind-hearted people who don't ask for anything in return. I am also a donor of money and goods, but I am greedy. Jiang Changxi joked and looked at Uncle Li: "Uncle Li, have the children been informed?" ”

"The notice has been announced, and as soon as the children hear that they can go to Tianshui Hall to study as a medicine hall, not to mention how happy they are." Uncle Li said: "It's a shame that the girl doesn't dislike them for being stupid, and is willing to take them by her side to teach them a skill, and the villain thanked the girl." ”

In this world, poverty may be terrible, but what is even more terrible is a life of stupidity and inaction. But now Miss Jiang is willing to accept these school-age children and teach them the ability to survive in the world, and has no children and no daughters in her life, Uncle Li, who regards the children in this charity hall as her own children, is very grateful to Jiang Changxi.

"Uncle Li, you don't have to be like this, I said that I am greedy." Jiang Changxi did not hide her purpose at all: "Tianshui Hall needs manpower, I need trustworthy guys, these children are just right." ”

In this case, Uncle Li believes it.

He is not a simple-minded child, he has suffered more hardships and losses than Jiang Changxi has eaten, and because of this, he believes even more in the truth that no profit can not be made early.

If Jiang Changxi said at this time that she was just doing good deeds and not greedy for returns, Uncle Li would not believe a word. It is precisely because of her undisguised that Uncle Li is even more grateful to Jiang Changxi, and he can also hand over the child to her with confidence.

Uncle Li selected a few children Lao Fang had seen them beforehand, and their qualifications were good, Jiang Changxi gave them a few exam questions, and the younger child was probably nervous, and he stumbled to answer, and there was a bubble of tears in his timid eyes, and when his eyes blinked, tears fell down in large pieces.

"That's not going to work." Jiang Changxi beckoned to the child, who was a little afraid of life and didn't dare to step forward. Jiang Changxi didn't mind, so he waved at him again in a beckoning posture, waiting for him to come over, his expression was always gentle like water.

Probably this kind of gentleness confused him, the kid stared at Jiang Changxi for a moment, and finally walked over.

Jiang Changxi pulled the child, smiled kindly, and said softly: "Those who study medicine can't be afraid of this word. Not afraid of hardship, tiredness, blood, accusations, scolding, especially not people. If you are afraid of people, how can you learn to heal and save people? ”

Jiang Changxi touched the child's head, some of the malnourished hair was dry and yellow, and it didn't feel very good. Although the child still looked timid, he did not dodge Jiang Changxi's hand.

Jiang Changxi praised his bravery, and said: "There are many, many people in Tianshui Hall every day, there are doctors, medicine children like you, and patients and their families. When you enter Tianshui Hall, you have to come into contact with all kinds of people every day. How? The exam is still ongoing, right? ”

The child's mouth was curled, a little greedy for the temperature of Jiang Changxi's palm, and a little timid about the various people in her mouth. He looked up, and met Jiang Changxi's encouraging eyes.

"I want to be a doctor." Under Jiang Changxi's eyes, he said timidly.

In this way, Jiang Changxi has heard a lot of words from the medicine boys recruited by Tianshui Hall, some of them are to learn a skill, some are to get rid of the status quo, and some are to eat a full meal, but there is no doubt that their eyes are firm, just like the child in front of them.

Jiang Changxi smiled with satisfaction, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, she always remembers what her grandmother taught her.

Although they were still stumbling, there was no mistake or omission, Jiang Changxi accepted these children and asked Lao Fang to take them back to Tianshui Hall to settle.

At first, these children only helped in the backyard, and a skilled medicine boy took them to take care of the sick, boil the medicine, and recognize the medicine, and it was not until they learned enough pharmacology to know how to distinguish all the medicinal materials before they were arranged to help in the front room. It's a long and boring process, but it's also a process that every doctor has to go through.

As the saying goes, a good medicine boy is not necessarily a good doctor, but a good doctor must be a good medicine boy.

Well, this sentence was taught to Jiang Changxi by Xin Ze......

Jiang Changxi didn't stay in the Charity Hall for long, the old party took a few newcomers and got into the carriage in front of him to return to Tianshui Hall, considering that the hour was still early, Jiang Changxi was thinking about whether to go to the princess's mansion.

As soon as she bent down and got into the carriage, she was startled by the people inside, and a small exclamation attracted Qingrong's vigilance, and the long sword stabbed into it with a brush, and stopped with difficulty.

"Qingrong is really getting more and more capable." Fu Xingzhou didn't look at the long sword that was only an inch away from his throat, and smiled at Qingrong gloomily, his snow-white teeth chilling at the slightly dim carriage.

Qingrong was cold, his back stiffened, and when he turned his head to Jiang Changxi, he could hear the clicking sound, and his face was bitter.

"It's not that you deliberately scared me, who is to blame for your own evil!" Jiang Changxi asked Qingrong to put away his sword, and said dissatisfiedly to Xingzhou: "I said that you can't live in peace?" Are you a Xuanlang general so idle, running to Dahong twice in three days? "It's obviously a similar position, why do you feel so busy before you quit." You're not going to be looking for trouble again, are you? ”