Two years ago, some time before Yiqing entered the leprosy village, Ying Ruhai secretly came to the capital, and said to him that he would come to the capital to report on his work in a few days, but Yiqing had already fallen into trouble without waiting for his father, and even the Yuan family, Zhangfu and Qingyutang, who walked closely around on weekdays, were in trouble: the Yuan family and the family were killed by their rivals, and they returned to the place to spend their old age directly with Sun Yaowei's planting, and their children and grandchildren were also transferred out of the capital, as for Yun Fei, who also had a bad fate and married a mediocre rich man; Qingyutang was not only fined a lot of money, but even half of his equity was given up because of the compensation, and the big shopkeeper Ye Yiming was seriously ill and bedridden; Not to mention the Zhang Mansion directly related to Yiqing, the Zhang family was directly sent back to their hometown, and the house of the Zhang Mansion was also inhabited by the new magnates.

And the ladies and ladies who used to have a close relationship with Yiqing, life is going according to plan, everything is the same, the only thing that has changed is to marry someone and give birth to a baby.

In short, it's not the same as two years ago!

Yiqing counted the precision instruments she found and Ye Qingmei's valuables, and scolded for an hour in her heart:! Uncle's! If you don't understand, don't touch it! What about the cover of my analytical balance? How did the burette break? What's the gooey stuff inside a volumetric flask? There are even high-precision gas chromatography columns, dismantled? ……

The ones who came back were all broken things, Yi Qing couldn't use them anymore, so she could only try to find an opportunity to slowly repair them in the future, Yi Qing pretended to be compassionate.

"Miss Yiqing, is there any problem?" Zhou Zhengyin looked confused, and his eyes were staring at the dark spots on Yiqing's face that was not covered by a face towel, and he felt sorry in his heart.

Big problem! Uncle, let you play badly! Yiqing complained angrily in her heart, and said: "Things are not good, these are high-precision experimental equipment, and they are not good now!" Unless you can get Western goods! ”

Zhou Zhengyin's eyes widened far away, and he couldn't believe it and said, "How is it possible?" We don't dare to use these, only the Jin Yuan understands them, so how can they be broken? ......" Old man Zhou trembled and touched the so-called treasure in his mouth, the tattered in Yiqing's eyes, "Then can you make medicine?" ”

"Okay!" No, can it work? Can I let you know that I still have a space base? Yi Qing could only answer perfunctorily, Zhou Zhengyin let out an "oh", and looked at the "ghost painting talisman" left by Ye Qingmei with Yi Qing.

"I can't understand ......" Zhou Zhengyin generously admitted unwillingly, knowing that these are Western, God knows what the chemical equation is?! What is the ionic abbreviation?! Zhou Zhengyin felt infinitely frustrated in his heart, and had to patiently ask a little girl for advice.

Yi Qing respected the old man in front of her, patiently taught him over and over again, and gave him some of the most primitive drug treatment steps, while she studied the key precision steps in the later stage.

"I'm going to get you some antiques, good stuff!" When Zhou Zhengyin figured out what he needed to do, why he did it, and the future operation process, he was as excited as Li Changping at the beginning, and at this moment he blinked his eyes and mysteriously sold to Yiqing: "My teacher had a batch of private collections before he died, which flowed out of the palace back then, but it must be kept secret!" Don't let a third person know! ”

"Oh?" Yi Qing was interested, and in view of the fact that there were still others beside her, she had to wait for Zhou Zhengyin's promised "private collection"!

Mr. Zhou Zhengyin officially became Yiqing's medicine boy.

In her spare time, Yiqing arranged for Chen Da and Wang Si from the leprosy village to guard the door, while Qin Yu concentrated on taking care of the four children, including Mercy...... After arranging these, Yiqing finally talked to Yilan and the others.

"My sister's illness is cured, it's really good!" Yilan was overjoyed, and Xiao Peach put on all kinds of small snacks that Yiqing loved to eat in the past.

"Second Miss, what I make is not as delicious as the bunting, but it can be regarded as eight or nine and ten!"

As soon as Yiqing left the village, she asked to worship the grave of the colored flag, but fortunately, the people in the hospital asked for it and did not make it too difficult. Yiqing picked up the rose cake that she liked to eat, smelled it and encouraged everyone: "As soon as the Tsar's matter is over, let's continue to make perfume!" Just save a dowry for your girls! ”

Ruomei is not young, two years ago was already the age to be married, and now two years have passed, and she has long become an old girl, but the master and servant have seen a lot of joys and sorrows, and they also have a dispensable attitude towards marrying, so they don't care too much about this aspect of things; Little Peach is even more resolute, her closest little girl Bunting is dead, and she is still dead like that, Little Peach didn't like Jin Liufang in the first place, and now she hates all male animals; Qiu Tong is still young, and he won't think of these things for a while.

Yilan listened to Yiqing like an old mother worrying about the marriage of her group of people, and she was overjoyed, and laughed about her "young people don't know the taste of sorrow, and they are worried about the new poems".

"Second Miss, you have time to heal the eldest lady's face, we don't want to get married...... Ruomei said embarrassedly, "But after the eldest lady became beautiful, the shameless disciple came to entangle again!" ”

The good conversation broke up unhappily due to Sun Yaowei's topic, and Yiqing made time to make an appointment to meet the current manager of Qingyutang, after all, he planned to re-purchase Jingyuan in his own name, and it would not work if he didn't make some money!

"Isn't the fifth shopkeeper here?" In the main store of Qingyutang, Yiqing was arranged in the guest room to wait for the reception of the director, which was very different from the previous treatment! So when he finally finished his fifth cup of tea, he anxiously asked the bookkeeper who was standing beside him.

Mr. Bookkeeper is an old man with crystal eyes, who is crackling and pulling the abacus beads at the moment, and after hearing Yiqing's anxious voice, he smiled and said: "Miss Yiqing is still waiting for a while, the new master is very busy, and the old man is also waiting here to be summoned!" I guess I'll be here at this moment! Then he commanded the beautiful woman on the side: "This girl, it's been so long, I'm sorry for you to give the young lady some ideas, milk tea or something!" ”

The girl on the side was very arrogant, and when she heard this, she was very unhappy and rolled her eyes at Yiqing is upward, and went out to prepare with a "hum" in her mouth.

The little old man next to him whispered: "Miss Yiqing, at this time and that time, it is not our Ye family that is in charge of Qingyutang now, you should be careful when you talk and do things!" With that, the little old man began to pull up his abacus beads again, and while he was still babbling about the bits and pieces of the shop.

"Oops! I'm late! Guest! Guest! A fat man dressed in ayara and with a appearance comparable to that of a golden brown child rushed towards Yiqing with small agile steps.

There is a saying: a fat man wants to lose weight, so he practices yoga, and finally becomes a flexible fat man, and the one in front of him is obviously quite flexible.

Yiqing silently suppressed her brain supplement - sure enough, she hadn't been out of the village for a few days, and her brain began to swell again.

"Good morning, shopkeeper!"

"Don't call me the shopkeeper, tell people to be safe! The shopkeeper will call people old-fashioned! An Fat Man squeezed his mung bean-sized eyeballs at Yiqing, looking like I am very familiar with you, "Miss Yiqing, wait for it!" These subordinates are really not cleaned up, and they have to ask me about everything, which is a waste of the girl's time! Yo, the girl has dark spots on her face, and I have whitening dew from the Japanese Kingdom in Qingyutang, which has excellent curative effect on the treatment of all kinds of scars and scars! ”

An Fatzi was twisting his fat body and approaching Yiqing, eager to put his eyes on the other party's face, "The girl is so fragrant!" What rouge is used? Can you give me a taste? ”

"Poof!" Yiqing laughed without any image, and Fat An looked confused and unhappy.

Mr. Bookkeeper had an expressionless face throughout the whole process.

The beautiful woman who had just gone out was carrying a beautiful set of handicaps at the moment, but before she had time to step into the threshold, she saw the scene in front of her, so she arrogantly threw her thing to the ground, twisted her handkerchief, twisted her small waist and covered her face and ran out.

"Alas! Alas! Heart, you misunderstood! Fat Man An was nervous, and when he was about to run out, Mr. Bookkeeper reminded: "Boss An, Miss Yiqing is the cash cow of our Qingyutang, and now she has a big responsibility, so she doesn't dare to snub the guests!" ”

An Fat Man was not angry so he stuffed his body into the unsized Taishi chair, but it was already out of size...... An Fat Man gave up after trying to no avail, and two howls came out from time to time outside to be dead......

"Third master! Look at my busyness, I really don't want to snub the distinguished guests, but I can't even sit down, or can you draw up a contract? An Fatzi was concerned about the beauty of his heart and liver, and he had no intention of talking about business with Yiqing, so he caught someone who could be called and wanted to break free: "You are tired, you are also the old shopkeeper of Qingyutang, I believe in your ability!" ”

Yiqing saw that it was not the old Ye family who was in charge of Qingyutang now, but she didn't know where Anqing in front of her came from, and she actually held the deep-rooted Qingyutang in her hands...... And it's such a slack attitude.

Think about it, the old shopkeepers are about to vomit blood, at least it is not too bad for Zhang Chunjiang and his party to return to their hometown, after all, no one is bullying them!

"Wait," Yi Qing made up her mind and stopped the straw bales in front of her, this is a good time to make money, you must seize it! "I have a close relationship with Qingyutang, and I once wrote some small articles, Qingyutang gave me so many 20,000 taels of silver before, I wonder if you can continue to renew the contract?" Yiqing deliberately said that the money was less, but An Fatzi looked distressed, Yiqing hit the railroad while it was hot: "Or in the way of my technology shares?" How about buying a 20% stake from you? ”

The bookkeeper's eyes flashed.

An Fat Man pulled his ears and said, "Then how much money do you give me?" ”

"How much do you want?"

20,000 taels of silver...... Fat An felt that his brain alone was no longer enough at this moment, so he snatched the abacus from Mr. 's hand, fiddled with it a few times, and asked cautiously: "Then you have to give me 100,000 taels of silver!" ”