Song Zhizhi said, "It's really hard for you, you are so bad at words." ”

"It's nothing, and thanks to Thursday, he first went to inquire about the situation in the town, and when I talked to the workers, I was talking, he added, and as for the wages paid to them, they were all higher than the wages of most people in the town. I was thinking that only in this way could I keep people. ”

"You're doing a great job!" Song Zhizhi said, "Earlier, I thought you were dissatisfied with Thursday, but it seems that I misunderstood you." ”

Song Qingshan is indeed dissatisfied with Thursday, but when it comes to important matters, he will not consider personal issues.

"By the way, how is the wound on Xiaofang's forehead? These days, Wednesday Niang helped take care of a few dolls, and I didn't see them much. Song Zhizhi felt guilty in her heart, if it weren't for her shoulder injury, she should have taken care of Xiaofang at this time.

"You can rest assured." Song Qingshan said, "The scar on Xiao Fang's forehead has scabbed. It's just that she is a girl after all, and the wound is on her face, so I don't know if there will be a scar. ”

Song Zhizhi would not let Chen Xiaofang's wound scar no matter what.

"I'll take care of this."

Song Qingshan got up and went to the shop to get busy, and when Song Zhizhi heard the sound of the door closing, she called up her mobile phone, opened a certain treasure, and carefully selected an ointment that could remove scars on it.

Soon, she chose a salve called "Scar Elimination", which she had used before and had very good results. Just in case it wasn't enough, she bought five at once. After buying it, she called up her balance to look at it, only to find that her savings had been reduced by more than half.

After all, most of the daily expenses of the family, the cost of building a house, the cost of paying wages to workers, etc., are all from this, it seems that she has to work hard to make money quickly!

The next day, the wound on Song Zhizhi's shoulder scabbed, and she immediately began to get down to business.

She first called Chen Xiaofang over, smeared a scar on her forehead, and told Chen Xiaofang to let her come over three times a day, and this medicine had to be applied three times a day in order to fully exert its effect.

Chen Xiaofang opened her big round innocent eyes, nodded innocently, and said obediently, "I know my mother." ”

Song Zhizhi touched Chen Xiaofang's head, "That's good." ”

"Knock knock!"

"Who?" Song Zhizhi came to the door and opened the door, and saw Xiao Zhang, a new guy in his pharmacy standing outside, so he asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Zhang?" ”

Xiao Zhang said, "The dean of the medical school in our town came to see you, he is sitting in our pharmacy at this moment, and you can go and meet the shopkeeper." ”

Dean of the School of Medicine?

"Okay! I know. ”

Song Zhizhi took Chen Xiaofang to the courtyard to play with Chen Ershu, and he went to the pharmacy in the front yard.

"Ouch! Shopkeeper Song, you're here! When the old man saw Song Zhizhi, he stood up politely, half-bent down and greeted Song Zhizhi, "I have heard the name of the shopkeeper Song for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation!" ”

What is the purpose of this person's sycophancy?

Song Zhizhi smiled, "You are too polite, may I ask what you call it?" ”

"My surname is Mu, and the shopkeeper of Song will call me Dean Mu."

"Okay, Dean Mu, please take a seat." Song Zhizhi said to Xiao Zhang, "Go make a pot of tea." ”

"Yes!"

After the tea was served, Song Zhizhi invited Dean Mu to drink tea, and after thirty years of tea, Dean Mu took the initiative to say, "Shopkeeper Song, I came here today to invite you to my medical school to give a lecture." ”

"Lecturing?"

"Yes!" Dean Mu said, "I heard that Shopkeeper Song's medical skills are superb, and the youngest daughter of her mother's family was sick on Wednesday before, and she still had asthma, and everyone was dying, and she was saved by Shopkeeper Song, so I hope to ask Shopkeeper Song to go to my medical school to give a few lessons on the treatment of asthma, of course!" As long as you are willing to go, the cost of the lecture, I will definitely give you until you are satisfied! ”

It turned out to be for this.

In modern times, Song Zhizhi has a very deep research on the treatment of asthma, and in the 22nd century, the most effective medicine that can treat asthma is spray, and last time, she also used that spray to revive Nini.

Of course, she can give lectures, and she can tell these old antiques about modern medical concepts for the treatment of asthma. And, of course, the asthma spray sold well.

This is not! Business is coming.

"Okay." Song Zhizhi said directly, "Ten taels of silver for a class, if you agree, I will go." ”

Dean Mu was extremely sincere, "Shopkeeper Song, I promise you, at the same time, if you think that the environment and facilities of our medical school are feasible and you are willing to teach for a long time, I can give you fifty taels for one class." ”

Fifty taels? That's a sky-high price!

"Okay." Song Zhizhi said, "Tomorrow I will give a lecture first to see if I am willing to teach at your medical school for a long time." ”

"Good! Good! Dean Mu was obviously very happy.

It didn't take long for Dean Mu to leave, and he and Song Zhizhi agreed to meet at the town's medical school tomorrow.

"Twigs! You're finally here! ”

Song Zhizhi came to Liu's house to see Liu Xu'er after Dean Mu left, and from Liu Xu'er's mouth, Song Zhizhi learned that after she decided to participate in the election for village head, Liu Xu'er reported her name, and at this moment, Liu Xu'er handed Song Zhizhi a piece of paper, and Song Zhizhi needed to write his basic information on the paper.

"You write what your name is, what street you live on, and what you do." Seeing that Song Zhizhi was starting to write, Liu Wu'er told again, "After writing this, there is still the most important part, I will tell you later, you can write it according to it." ”

Song Zhizhi was very curious about how Liu Wu'er knew about these processes, and she knew so much about them.

After Song Zhizhi finished writing the basic information, Liu Xu'er said, "I said, you write it accordingly - I, Song Zhizhi, abide by the law, have a good style, be honest, and am willing to pay and serve the villagers, and I am healthy and knowledgeable, and I am willing to lead the villagers of Chenjia Village to get rich together." ”

"Are you done?" Liu Xu'er's gaze fell on the tip of Song Zhizhi's pen, "Oops! Zhizhi, your handwriting is so good, you can write couplets to my family for the Chinese New Year this year! ”

Song Zhizhi smiled and handed the paper to Liu Xu'er, "Look at what I wrote." ”

After Liu Xu'er took it, she checked it carefully, and read it from beginning to end, Song Zhizhi not only wrote well, but the key was not even a typo.

"Done! That's great! Liu Wu'er folded the paper and put it in the envelope that had been prepared a long time ago, pulled Song Zhizhi and said, "Let's go!" I'll accompany you to send it to the Qian County Order. ”

The two of them got into the carriage, and Song Zhizhi learned from Liu Xu'er that she had spent a lot of effort to help herself get this done.