Chapter 80: Planning
Medicine Knot Tongxin 80_Chapter 80 Planning from Bayi Chinese Network (.) When the night was getting darker, Liu Meibao rubbed her eyes, put down the book in her hand, and lit up the oil lamp.
"It's not early, go to sleep." Song Sanniang's voice came from the courtyard.
Liu Meibao answered and looked at the book again.
"High-intensity work, in addition to ensuring the diet, meat and vegetarian matching, it just so happens that the tonic tea given by the uncle can also be used..."She muttered to herself, picked up the tea bag on the table, "In addition to boiling porridge every day, give him a cup of medicinal tea before breakfast and dinner every day, there should be no more symptoms of blood in the urine..."
After discovering that Zhou Liangyu did not dig the soil but did the hardest porter, Liu Meibao thought of his strange signs in the past few mornings, the toilets at home were cleaned up by Song Sanniang in the past, but Zhou Liangyu always went to scrub by herself these days, and the first thing she did when she got home was to run to the innermost toilet in the alley.
In fact, many people here have the habit of defecating in the open, and it makes no difference whether there is a latrine or not.
Sure enough, I saw blood stains in the toilet, and I looked carefully at the toilet at home, and I also saw the remnants of bloodstains, which showed that Zhou Liangyu had symptoms of blood in the urine.
The disease of blood in the urine is mostly caused by heat disturbing the blood, heat storing the kidneys and bladder, damaging the veins, causing blood to run in vain, and Zhou Liangyu himself is not sick, which is caused by overload of physical labor in the recent period.
Song Sanniang knocked on the window outside, urging her to fall asleep.
Liu Meibao hurriedly put down the things in her hand, extinguished the light and went to bed.
It's okay to eat well and raise it, but the most important thing is that you can't let him work so hard all the time.
Liu Meibao, who had just laid down, sat up again, and listened to the outside, the courtyard was silent, and there was no light, presumably Song Sanniang also slept.
She took the oil lamp, lit it beside the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt and took a pen and paper on the bed to think about it, and it took a long time to examine the full amount of paper with satisfaction.
"Maybe I'll be able to make a little bit of a fortune this time, right?" She stretched and muttered to herself.
Rubbing her astringent eyes, she hadn't slept well for two days, and the tiredness could no longer be resisted, so she packed them up, blew out the lights, and not long after she lay down, she got up again, stood on the bed in the dark, touched the top of the tent, and then lay down and fell asleep.
After a meat meal last night, Zhou Liangyu, who got up in the morning, looked a little better, and after washing, Liu Meibao served him half a bowl of hot soup and tea.
"What is this?" Zhou Liangyu asked, smelling the smell of medicine, and suddenly became alert and subconsciously looked at the toilet he cleaned and placed in the corner, "I'm not sick, what kind of medicine do I take?" â
"It's not medicine." Liu Meibao said with a smile, "It is the tonic medicinal tea of our medicine store, which was given to me by the steward yesterday, to be exact, it is tea, and it is good for the body to drink it." As he spoke, he pointed to the stove on the side, where there were still two bowls, "My aunt and I eat too." â
Zhou Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief and took it.
"Then just eat this, no need to cook gruel." He said, gulping down the tea.
"It's only half a bowl, and it's good to eat half a bowl of porridge." Liu Meibao watched him drink it and said with relief.
The brother and sister had dinner and went out of the house together.
"Didn't you go to the medicine store today?" Zhou Liangyu asked. Still going out so early? â
"I'm going to find something." Liu Meibao replied.
Zhou Liangyu didn't ask anymore, and told her that the world was not peaceful after all, and she would go back early after finishing her errands, and the brother and sister broke up at the intersection Liu Meibao had already inquired about where the most lively street was when she bought meat yesterday, and went all the way over.
Because it was still early, there were not many shops open, and Liu Meibao didn't want to buy anything, but just looked at the signboard of the shop and walked all the way, and finally almost reached the edge of the city, in front of a low shantytown-like alley that belonged to the private construction, and saw a dilapidated shop with the guise of "tin".
At this time, the door of the shop was wide open, and the clanging sound could be heard inside.
Liu Meibao stepped in, and an old man wearing a ragged jacket sat on a wooden bench and took a nap, and opened his eyes when he heard the movement.
"What do you want? Is it freshly built or refurbished? The old man stood up and asked with a smile.
Liu Meibao's gaze swept over the simple and messy shop, with a pile of finished and semi-finished products and some strange things that she didn't recognize.
"What is this?" She couldn't help but ask, pointing to one of them.
The old man glanced at her with a smile.
"It's an offering." He replied, and was afraid that Liu Meibao would not understand the general, and added, "It's for nothing." â
Liu Meibao smiled a little, and looked at them in turn, and the daily necessities on the other side were all recognized.
The old man didn't ask, he was kind and let her see, and introduced to her that this was a teapot, a wine pot, a soup pot, and a night pot......
Liu Meibao coughed, bent down and took out one from the bottom of the shelf.
"Sister, do you want a storage tank?" The old man asked, looking at the tin in her hand.
It was a dark and coarse round jar, the size of a fist.
"You can put salt." The old man said again, watching Liu Meibao look at it over and over, and frowning slightly, but he didn't recognize it, so he introduced.
"The size is appropriate, but it's not very good-looking, and the quality is not very good." Liu Meibao shook her head.
The old man laughed.
"It's dog teeth, how good can it be." He said, turning around and walking to the other side.
"Dog teeth?" Liu Meibao didn't understand, and asked with interest, "Why are you called dog teeth?" â
"This tin can is made with brown copper and iron, which is not tough and easy to break, it is the most inferior, we all call it dog teeth, as for why it is called this, I don't know it." The old man said with a smile, turned around and took a piece of tin, "There are inferior ones, naturally there are superior ones, sister, look at this big belly." â
Potbelly? It is estimated that this is another common saying, Liu Meibao didn't understand it, reached out to take it, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
This is a tin bottle, the color of white matter is fine and shiny, there is a pattern of magpie climbing branches, the magpie is vivid, smart and lovely.
"It's made of tin, sister, look at it." The old man said with a smile, coughing lightly twice.
Before Liu Meibao could answer, she saw a five or six-year-old boy running out of the room, dirty and unable to tell whether it was a man or a woman, wearing only an adult's torn sack-like gown in winter, frozen like a radish on his hands and feet.
"Master, I'm hungry." The little boy bit his finger and said.
The old man took it out of his sleeve for a long time, found a piece of something he didn't know what it was made of, and stuffed it into the child.
"Cold, don't run around, go and stay in front of the stove." He patted the boy and said.
The boy shoved the thing into his mouth, chewed it and ran in.
'Sister, what do you think of this?' The old man was a little apologetic, and then smiled at Liu Meibao. You're going to..."
Before he could finish his words, a half-grown child came running in from outside, also dressed in tatters, and put a broken tin candlestick in his arms to the ground.
"Daddy Hu, make up for this." He said.
"You get busy first, I'll take a look." Liu Meibao said hurriedly.
The old man thanked him, and trembled to pick up the tin candlestick and look at it.
"Two bucks." He said.
"My mother said, a penny." The half-grown child replied with a snot, glaring at Liu Meibao curiously, to be precise, at the jacket Liu Meibao was wearing.
Seeing the child's envious gaze, Liu Meibao couldn't help but touch her cuffs, thinking that every time she stared at the curtain of the medicine store in Feng's medicine cabinet, would she have this kind of look.
So that as the saying goes, it's true, looking back and seeing that the picky man is more than enough.
The old and the young quarreled a few words over this money, and finally the half-grown child promised to bring him another half of the steamed bun from his family.
"Let my sister smile." After the old man finished talking about this business, he said with an embarrassed smile, "It's not easy for us to beg for food in the bright kiln." â
What is a bright kiln? Liu Meibao was puzzled, but did not ask again.
"How much does it cost to make it this kind of color?" She shook the top-grade tin pot in her hand, and then shook the original dog tooth and asked.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes unconsciously looked at Liu Meibao.
"Well, although the jar is a little smaller, but this kind of tinter material is good, and the price... He thought for a moment and said hesitantly.
"I'm going to ask for a large quantity, can you make it as soon as possible?" Liu Meibao asked again.
This sentence choked the rest of the old man's throat.
Nowadays, the rich people in this city use porcelain every day, and most of the poor people use pottery, although pewter ware is also used, but more often this kind of pewter is only used to make spiritual ware.
Use this fine tin to make this little jar of little use? Still going to be in large quantities? This girl can't be joking, is she? She doesn't look like a rich and nowhere to spend to find a happy master.
Liu Meibao saw his thoughts and smiled.
"You don't care what I'm going to do, just tell me an approximate price." She laughed.
The old man's heart is horizontal, if it is true, he will get rich, and if it is fake, he will not lose anything.
"Sister, make something like this with some tin... Do you still want to carve? He asked, thinking for a moment.
"How many points." Liu Meibao said.
"Thirty wen a piece." The old man gritted his teeth and said, he regretted it a little, and said busily, "Of course, you want more, and the price can be more favorable." â
Thirty wen apiece, Liu Meibao silently calculated in her heart and nodded.
"You make me a few first, I'll see." She said, pulling the money bag out of her sleeve.
The old man was worried in his heart, and suddenly saw that she didn't bargain, and only thought that she was really insincere to buy it, but she didn't expect to take the money bag after changing hands.
His eyes fell on the money bag, the silk was fine, the embroidery was exquisite, and when he saw that it was a good product, his heart pounded.
Maybe this time, he Lao Hu can really make money.
"It's five hundred dollars, which is my deposit, and I want to see how you make it." Liu Meibao handed the money to the old man and said seriously, "However, if I am not satisfied with the finished product, I will..."
"Sister, don't worry, if I can't do it well, I'll let the wax maker not worship Baiyun Ancestor again." The old man took the money with trembling hands, and his cloudy eyes suddenly sparkled.
What kind of paste hot sauce, what Baiyun Ancestor, Liu Meibao didn't understand anything, and didn't ask again, just smiled, and roughly described the specific shape he wanted, and walked out like the old man sending the Buddha.
Liu Meibao left here, and found a few medicine shops, by buying things to go in and see, confirmed that the steward said that the day of the medicine tea is not good to sell, after turning this circle, it was already noon, afraid that Song Sanniang was worried, so he accelerated his pace to walk home, just walked to this street, and saw a person sitting on the horse stone at the mouth of the alley, with his back to the street, facing the alley, occasionally looking at the children who were squatting on the ground at the feet of him playing mud and playing with dirt and catching sheep.
Liu Meibao was stunned, seemed to be a little incredulous, and looked at it carefully, the person seemed to be aware of it, turned his head suddenly, and collided with Liu Meibao's sight.
It was Lu Yan. To be continued.
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