Usually sit in the hall to consult a few copper plates at a time.

Leng Wan's special needs number must be consistent only for consultation, which is equivalent to hundreds of times the consultation fee of ordinary sitting in the hall.

"Ordinary diseases can be cured by two old men in the front hall. I can also provide some prescriptions and dispensing pills for sale. The Special Needs Number is for patients with special needs. ”

Leng Wan said this, and the shopkeeper finally understood.

Thinking of Leng Wan's ability to snatch people from the hands of the king of Hades, her eyes immediately lit up, and she asked eagerly: "Miss Leng can cure any incurable disease?" ”

Leng Wan raised her eyebrows, "Except for some incurable diseases, others can cure all diseases!" ”

She is not talking falsely, except for terminal diseases such as terminal cancer, which cannot be solved by the latest medical technology, there is really no disease that she can't cure.

"Good!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he knew that he had really picked up a treasure this time!

His eyes burned, and he patted his thigh and decided: "It's always money, and the cost of medicine is calculated separately!" I'm going to write a registration sign for the girl. ”

Coming out of Ji'an Hall, Leng Wan looked up and saw Fu Jiulan standing under the eaves in front of Ji'an Hall waiting for him.

The sun outside was dazzling, not as bright and beautiful as his face, but a pair of cold eyes were like stars, and the cold was dripping, and no pedestrians next to him could disturb his lonely coldness.

"This is the money for selling pork."

Fu Jiulan handed one or two pieces of silver and dozens of copper plates to Leng Wan.

In this dynasty, the income of ordinary farmers in one year after paying taxes is enough to buy three pigs.

Fu Jiulan: This is the highest price that can be sold.

Putting the silver away, Leng Wan smiled, "Let's go." We'll go buy some corn flour and wheat flour, and we'll go back and make you braised and boiled cakes. ”

There are still pigs and ribs left by her at home, and when the time comes, make a soup, and then make an old bei. Jinglu boiled cake......

Gee! Not to mention how delicious it is.

Fu Jiulan saw that she was smiling with crooked eyebrows and eyes without any trouble, and the depressing bloody rain in her heart seemed to fade a little, and she took the initiative to carry a large bag and put it in the ox cart.

"Cold girl! Stay! Stay! ”

Leng Wan was sitting on the ox cart and was about to go back with the cheap husband when she heard someone shouting behind her.

Fu Jiulan stopped the ox cart, turned around coldly, and saw that it was still an acquaintance.

"Miss Leng, I can be regarded as chasing you."

The master jumped down from the carriage, holding his waist with one hand and panting, and grabbed Leng Wan with the other, and said, "The girl's actions in the county have all been passed on to the county office." When our county master heard that you had brought the dead back to life, he quickly sent me over to invite the girl over, and asked you to diagnose his pulse and prescribe medicine again. ”

Fu Jiulan caught a glimpse of the master's outstretched hand and blocked it without a trace.

The master didn't care about grabbing the air with one hand, but noticed that Fu Jiulan, whose face was much better, suddenly brightened, "You kid really picked up a life!" ”

Looking at Leng Wan's gaze again, it became more and more tangible.

Leng Wan knew in her heart that the county order to find her must be because the medicine she had given earlier had an effect, so she responded in one bite and asked the master to lead the way in front.

Fu Jiulan silently acted as the coachman of his daughter-in-law, driving the ox cart to follow him.

When he arrived at the door of the county prince's mansion, without waiting for Leng Wan to say more, Fu Jiulan parked the ox cart and walked to the bookstore first.

Leng Wan took out a small piece of broken silver and stuffed it into his hand, "Take it as a spare." ”

Fu Jiulan looked at the broken silver in the palm of her hand, and her fingertips still had the softness of the little woman's fingertips, which were different from the dark and rough ones on her face, her ten fingers were slender and soft, and the calluses on her fingertips were not ugly.

But after a moment of trance, I arrived at the door of the bookstore.

He was penniless now, and he had to find something to earn himself. You can't really let a woman with Rokko to support herself, he's not so thick-skinned.

Lift your feet and step into the bookstore with the fragrance of ink.

Seeing someone coming in, the bookstore owner's eyes moved away from a group of students who were studying the topic, looked at Fu Jiulan, and greeted with a smile: "Do you want to buy paper and pencils?" ”

Fu Jiulan was wearing a patched coarse cloth shirt, but his temperament was not bad.

The owner of the bookstore is a middle-aged man with a beautiful beard who is not confused, he knows how to behave, and he has seen a lot of guests who come and go, but he does not despise Fu Jiulan, who is dressed in tatters.

"I don't buy anything, I want to find your store to take over a few jobs for people to copy books."

Fu Jiulan's voice was like jade, and his demeanor was elegant, not like an ordinary peasant boy.

The owner of the bookstore was surprised at first, and then asked, "This book copying job sounds simple, but the requirements for handwriting are not low. Please write a few words and I'll see if it works. ”

Fu Jiulan nodded, took the pen and paper, and wrote a line of words in ink - the husband is indisputable, so there is no more.

The bookstore owner's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he almost couldn't help but reach out to grab Fu Jiulan's unfinished words, and folded his hands and exclaimed in a low voice: "Good words!" Good word! ”

The pen and ink are linked, the handwriting is clear and handsome without losing strength, and it looks like a crescent moon hanging in the air.

"Feasible?"

Fu Jiulan wrote it and handed it to the bookstore owner.

The owner of the bookstore nodded again and again, and immediately handed Fu Jiulan the Diamond Sutra that the wealthy merchants in the city wanted to copy two days ago, "This is what the master of the Shi family in the city wants, and it is given to the old lady of his family for her birthday, you have to write it carefully." Of course, the money given is much higher than the copying work next to it, and I will give you an article after copying this book. ”

It's really not low, although he couldn't even look at this amount of money before.

"Okay, I'll send it in three days."

Fu Jiulan took the book and pen and ink that the bookstore owner had asked him to pack, and took the deposit of ten copper plates.

Leng Wan needs a pulse consultation there, and I'm afraid she won't be able to get out for a while.

Fu Jiulan looked around for a few books and opened them casually.

Several students next to him gathered around a table, scratching their ears and cheeks on the topic on the table, scratching several hairs and being clueless.

"This question is so tricky, there is no idea at all!"

"I can't figure it out."

When the bookstore owner saw Fu Jiulan glancing at the title on the bookcase, he looked at the book by himself calmly, thinking that the person who could write that good hand must also have some talent.

couldn't help but propose: "This is the township examination question that the dean personally bet, and this group of people just made a bet that whoever is the first to solve it will give a penny each."

A table of students gathered together, and there were more than ten people.

You can earn more than a dozen dollars by solving a problem, which is more than selling a pound of pork.

Fu Jiulan casually picked up the pen and paper next to the bookshelf and wrote down his answer without thinking.

"That's it?" The bookstore owner was a little incredulous.

There is no shortage of excellent students in a group of students, and the answers that have not been studied for several days are checked here.

That's kind of too easy to write, isn't it?!

"The boss can verify the answer before cashing out the bet."

After Fu Jiulan finished speaking, it was almost time, so he took the things he wanted to copy before, got up and left.

The owner of the bookstore and a group of students who came up sighed behind him.

Outside the bookstore, there was a strong fragrance of osmanthus cake.

Thinking that it was almost noon, Leng Wan had a big stomach and didn't eat anything, Fu Jiulan went out to buy osmanthus cakes.

Canglan Academy.

Dean Zhong held the answer sheet in his hand and read it over and over again.

Constantly exclaiming, "Good ideas, good ideas!" Wizard! Which class boy wrote it, call me to see it. ”

When Dean Zhong learned that the other party was just a poor boy who had never gone to the academy, he immediately regretted, "How can this be wasted!" ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately stood up and walked out, "We must find someone, even if we waive all tuition fees, we must also let him come to Canglan Academy to study, and we must not let other academies snatch away such good seedlings!" ”

"Just a poor copyist, is it so sought-after?"

"A noble son from a poor family, he is here, I Canglan Academy may really have students enter the court one day!"

Xu Can remembered the words of the bookstore owner, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Dean, don't worry, the kid who copied the book won't go to the bookstore until three days later." ”

"Then I will personally go to the bookstore in three days to wait for this kid, how can I not waste such a good seedling!"