Chapter 158: Duanyang Talks Old (I)

The days are rushing by in a hurry, and it will soon be the Duanyang Festival. Zhilan heard Ling Wei say that the medicine halls in Hangzhou often give out free sachets to people on this day, so she was eager to make some sachets. She first went to Dr. Qing to discuss the matter, but he said with a cold face: "What kind of sachet and sachet, it is serious to treat people with heart!" What about the notes you've taken in the past two days? Show it to me, lest you cure anyone, and I will have to take responsibility for you, old man. It turned out that he couldn't rest assured of Zhilan after all, so he had to inspect her every few days and check the diagnosis process records, so the two of them were also familiar with each other, and their words were not formal.

"The old man is really uninteresting." Zhilan complained in her heart while handing over the notebook and said, "Here." ”

Qing Xiaoheng took the book and looked through it page by page, secretly admiring in his heart, but said: "I don't remember the past two days in detail, are you lazy about the holidays?" After that, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhilan, but he didn't want to see Zhilan squinting at him, and when he found out, he quickly rubbed his eyes and blinked twice, and said to the painting on the side: "I have something in my eye, you blow it for me." ”

Qing Xiaoheng wanted to laugh but held back, and said angrily: "It's just a sachet, and it makes people hate me." Anyway, you are a young grandmother, half of the owners here, you can do whatever you want, I don't care in the future. ”

Zhilan hurriedly smiled and said, "Look at what you said, where you will hold a grudge." My father-in-law always told me to discuss everything with you on my fair day, after all, I am young and inevitably do not think things through. I've also heard people say that this sachet will make some of the large and small pharmacies in the city, so let's not have fun, but it seems a little stingy. ”

"You are scolding me for being stingy, just do it, and it will cost you the money of the Zhan family, what do you have to do with me." Qing Xiaoheng said and handed the book back again, and said with an angry face: "Remember it well, this thing will be of great use in the future." ”

Zhilan took the book with a smile and said, "Got it." Then we will go, and when the sachet is ready, we will definitely leave you the best one. After saying that, he bowed again, and then returned to the inner courtyard with the painting heart.

As soon as I went back to draw my heart, I muttered: "Who wants to make a sachet for that old man, and I am not sure if I want to do it!" ”

"You have to do it if you want to, it's a courtesy. Although he didn't have a formal apprenticeship, he was also my master. Zhilan said. Although she also felt that Dr. Qing had a strange temperament, she respected him very much in her heart for his personality and medical skills. Once she inadvertently prescribed the wrong prescription, but fortunately, when she grabbed the medicine, Dr. Qing found the problem and corrected it in time, otherwise it would have been a big mistake. Since then, even the most common minor problems, she has taken them seriously and meticulously, and she no longer dares to be careless.

Zhan Qingqing, who was crackling in the room and making calculations, heard them speak, and immediately put down the account book and asked with great interest: "What kind of sachets?" ”

"It's not what Ling Wei said last time, Duanyang Festival is going to make a batch of sachets. Doctor Qing has already agreed, but now that Duanyang is only five or six days away, where can he have time to do so much. Zhilan was a little worried.

Zhan Qingqing smiled: "Say you're smart, you sometimes like to be confused." This medical hall is not an embroidery workshop, so it will definitely not be able to do it. Leave this matter to me, go back and ask my mother-in-law to find the embroidery lady in the silk village to do it, and she will be able to make a lot in two or three days. ”

"yes, how did I forget about it." Zhilan also laughed, and said: "Go back and tell Aunt Du that you can use the scraps in the store, and they are all given away for free, so you can't use those good materials." ”

"Got it."

Aunt Du was really resolute, and two days later, she ordered someone to send the finished sachet over, and it was packed in two large bags. Zhilan and the others couldn't wait to open it and take a look, they were very surprised. It turns out that the sachet is not only made of beautiful materials and workmanship, but also has a variety of colors and shapes. Each sachet is also embroidered with three small words of "Blue Grass Hall", which is so delicate that people can't put it down.

"Oh, just do it, how can I be willing to give it away!" Zhilan held a sachet with double lotus and sighed while looking at it.

Zhan Qingqing said with a smile: "Rao is like this, my mother-in-law is still too rough to do it." The embroidery girls of the Qi family are all first-class, and the things made casually are also eye-catching. As he spoke, he took out two more sachets, handed them to Zhilan and said, "This is made for you and your brother, and the silk spike on it was made by my mother-in-law herself, and others can't beat this style." ”

Zhilan took it and saw that these two sachets were solemn in style and luxurious in materials, and they were not ordinary at first glance, so she said: "Such a valuable gift, I have to come to the door in person to thank you in a while." ”

"No, you don't." Zhan Qingqing said, "She said that the spices you have must be excellent, just send her some when they are ready." ”

"That's nature." Zhilan hurriedly called Yan'er and said, "Go and wrap up our ground incense today!" ”

After Zhan Shaofeng came back that night, Zhilan served him to change his clothes, and then happily took out the sachet and said, "This is what Aunt Du gave us, one for you and one for me." ”

Looking at the colorful colors, Zhan Shaofeng smiled and said, "Since you like it, it's all yours." ”

Zhilan raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't like it, don't you?" Let me tell you, although I didn't make this bag outside, but I put the incense here myself, and if you don't want it, you will fail me. ”

"You have to have it." Zhan Shaofeng hurriedly took it over and put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said, "Well, this fragrance is really good, it is worthy of being made by my Lan'er." ”

Zhilan pursed her lips and smiled, and was about to show off her spice secret recipe, but saw Zhan Shaofeng looking like she wanted to speak and stopped, so she asked, "Is there something wrong with this taste?" ”

"Of course not, it's just ......" Zhan Shaofeng hesitated for a moment before saying: "Lan'er, I have to go to Yangzhou tomorrow, so I can't accompany you for the Dragon Boat Festival." ”

"Oh? When will you be back? Zhilan hurriedly asked.

"About five or six days."

"Oh." Zhilan sat on the chair a little melancholy and sighed, "People say that businessmen value profit over separation, is it true......"

Zhan Shaofeng was angry and funny when he heard it, so he said, "Where did you hear this?" ”

I saw Zhilan glance at him and said: "This is evidenced by poetry, 'Don't be a businesswoman', have you heard of it?" There are also people who write, 'If the married man is not married, it will be a bleak night'......" Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly picked up by Zhan Shaofeng, and went straight to the bed tent to put her down. Zhilan hurriedly struggled to get up, but was pressed by Zhan Shaofeng and couldn't move, only to see him leaning down and looking at her with deep dark eyes and saying, "Is it a long bleak night?" ”

Zhilan realized that she had said the wrong thing, and suddenly she had nowhere to hide, and said again and again: "I didn't mean that...... I was wrong......"

But it was too late.