When it was spring in Shengjing, there were more stalls selling snacks on the street.

When people go out, the female guests go up the mountain to burn incense, and they are bored on the road, so they inevitably want to buy some sesame candy orange cakes. Feng Sanpo's cloud cake sells the best, as thin as snowflakes, fragrant and sweet.

In the "Renxin Medical Hall", in front of the long cabinet, Du Changqing had half a cloud cake in his mouth, and was looking at the street side in a daze boredly.

The Du family in Shengjing Nanwangfang was originally a pharmacy, and later the pharmacy opened bigger and bigger, and a medical hall was built. The reputation of the medical hall is growing day by day, and Mr. Du's house is also expanding more and more.

When Mr. Du was young, he was busy creating a family business, and it was not until he was approaching middle age that he married a wife.

The wife is twenty-nine years old, beautiful as a flower, and a year later, she became pregnant. Old man, this coke is bad for Old Man Du. I can't wait to spoil my wife to the sky.

It's a pity that Mrs. Du was really unlucky, and she gave birth to her son a year later. Old Man Du pities the child's loss of mother at a young age, and this child is indeed born smart and cute, and he is more and more pampered. So he was spoiled and spoiled, and he raised this son into a waste who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders, and could only listen to music and eat wine all day long.

Du Changqing is this waste.

When Old Man Du was still alive, the family had a lot of industry, and after Old Man Du left, the Du family had no one to support.

Du Changqing was pampered and grew up, with average knowledge, and only knew how to walk and tease dogs all day long, and he didn't have a serious appearance. He is also big-hearted, generous and righteous, a group of fox friends and dog friends only take him as a big head to pick, today Zhang San's old mother is seriously ill to borrow him three hundred taels, tomorrow Li Si leaves Beijing to do business to find him to turn over five hundred, three three two two, for a long time, all the fields and shops have been folded silver, and in the end, there is only this dilapidated small hospital on West Street.

Du Changqing didn't dare to sell it, so he asked the clerk on the street to write a plaque and hang it, and he became the owner of the Renxin Medical Center.

The original doctor in the medical hall has been hired by Xinglintang at a high price, and he can't find a suitable doctor for a while. Besides, this medical clinic can't make ends meet, and it doesn't make a difference whether there is a doctor or not. On weekdays, there are occasional people around who come to this shop to grab a few prescriptions of medicine to barely make a living, and it won't be long before this medical hall has to be sold.

A horse-drawn carriage came from the side of the street, its wheels rolling over the ground, carrying up fluttering catkins.

Someone stepped out of the carriage.

Du Changqing's eyes lit up, he swallowed the cloud cake in his mouth in three or two bites, swept away the listless appearance just now, hurriedly greeted him, and called loudly and affectionately: "Uncle!" ”

The person who came was a man wearing a square scarf, about fifty years old, dressed in an agarwood-colored silk gown and holding a paper fan in his hand. He held a square handkerchief in his other hand and coughed as he walked between his lips and nose.

Du Changqing welcomed him into the hospital and sat down, while calling the young man who was wiping the table: "Ah Cheng, didn't you see my uncle coming?" Go make tea! He pretended to reprimand his predecessors: "Eyeless rabbit cub, uncle, don't worry about him!" ”

Hu Yuanwai put down the handkerchief in his hand, waved his hand, took out a prescription from his arms, and said, "Changqing, ......"

"This month's medicinal herbs, right?" Du Changqing grabbed the prescription and walked to the counter, "Little nephew, I'm going to catch it for you!" ”

Ah Cheng put the brewed tea in front of Hu Yuanwai and looked at him with some sympathy. There are not many wronged leaders in the world, but the wronged leaders still think that they have taken advantage, and Hu Yuanwai is the only one he has ever seen.

Hu Yuanwai is a good friend of Master Du, the two have similar family backgrounds, they intersected when they were young, and they were harmonious on the surface, but they secretly competed in private. From the appearance of the wife to the schoolwork of the children, from the length of the waist to the wearing of clothes and hats, there is always a comparison between the high.

After the death of Old Man Du, there was no one to compete with outside Hu Yuan, and he was a little bored for a while, so he set his eyes on Du Changqing, the son of Master Du. I came to grab medicine every two months, and by the way, I taught the juniors a lesson as an uncle, and found some spiritual comfort.

Du Changqing always put on a well-behaved appearance, which made Hu Yuanwai feel very satisfied. Anyway, he has to buy some nourishing medicines every month, this bit of silver is not worth mentioning to Hu Yuanwai, but for the down-and-out Young Master Du, it can make the Renxin Medical Center last another month.

It can be said that after Master Du's death, Hu Yuanwai was Du Changqing's food and clothing parents.

When dealing with food and clothing, the attitude should always be humble.

After Du Changqing grabbed the medicine, he sat down next to Hu Yuanwai again. Sure enough, Hu Yuanwai drank a few sips of tea and began to teach Du Changqing a lesson again.

"Changqing, Ling Zun was seriously ill back then, and asked me to take more care of you after his death. I have been friends with Ling Zun for many years, so I will treat you as half a son, and I will talk to you today. ”

"By your age, others have already started a family. When Ling Zun was alive, he had a lot of family business, and it was not hindered that a medical center was not rich. Now it's different. You live by the medical hall, which is in a good location, but the shop is too small, and there are few people who come to grab medicine. In the long run, it will inevitably not be able to continue. Even if you sell the hospital and exchange it for money, it is not a solution. ”

"I think you are clever and talented, why don't you take the test to gain fame and get a half-official position? You see that the two unfilial sons in my family are not as smart as you, but the family has taught him to read since he was a child, and now, he has a small career. Do you know that my youngest son was promoted to the ...... a few days ago?"

Du Changqing listened attentively for a long time, and told Hu Yuanwai to drink up half a pot of tea, and only stopped when his mouth was dry. When Hu Yuanwai was about to leave, Du Changqing wrapped the remaining half of the box of cloud cakes in the house, and glanced at the remaining bag of medicinal tea on the table-this was a gift from the girl who sold Pu Huang charcoal last time. Ah Cheng was reluctant to throw it away, and after drinking it for two days, there was nothing wrong with it, so he stayed.

Du Changqing wrapped this bag of medicinal tea with red paper together with the leftover cloud cake that he had just eaten, stuffed it into the hands of Hu Yuanwai, who was getting into the carriage, and said with a smile: "Uncle is very busy, and the little nephew will not be far away." Just after spring, I specially prepared a spring gift for you. The medicinal tea in it can relieve nasal suffocation. You must take care of yourself. ”

Hu Yuanwai laughed: "Changqing has a heart." "Command the carriage and go away.

As soon as the carriage left, the smile on Du Changqing's face fell, and he said angrily as he went to the house: "This old sour Confucian, I finally sent it away." ”

Ah Cheng said: "Actually, Hu Yuanwai is right, the owner, you can go to the test for fame......"

Du Changqing glared at him: "It's easy to say, I don't take the merit test because I don't want to?" He scolded again, "I haven't taught me like this!" ”

"As the saying goes, a dog has to wag its tail at its owner, and now the income in the hospital depends on others," Ah Cheng smiled, "The owner will take care of it more." ”

Du Changqing kicked his buttocks: "Who is the dog?" Who do you say is a dog? ”

Ah Cheng rubbed his buttocks and smiled: "I am." ”

……

When Hu Yuanwai returned to Hu's house, his wife was in the house looking at the account book sent by the housekeeper.

Seeing the oiled paper bag in Hu Yuanwai's hand, Mrs. Hu snorted: "Went to Renxin Medical Center again?" ”

"Brother Du's request when he was dying, how can I refuse?"

Mrs. Hu smiled and said, "You are in a hurry to give people silver, and people take you as a big wrongdoer." He's not motivated himself, what kind of heart are you going to? ”

"You woman doesn't understand!" Hu Yuanwai waved his hand, not wanting to say more to her, "Besides, people give tea gifts every time, what kind of injustice, talking so ugly!" ”

Mrs. Hu glanced at him and said sarcastically: "It's just a few leftover pastries, and then send some tea residues, what kind of spring gift, you are sincere." ”

"I can't talk to you, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Hu Yuanwai opened the oiled paper bag, which used to be some worthless refreshments, and it is the same today.

He took out the cloud cake and set his eyes on the wrapped tea bag.

The paper bag was tied with thick red thread, and there were still words written on the white oily paper. Hu Yuanwai's eyes were not good, so he took a closer look and found that it was a two-line poem "Yang Hua also laughs at people's shallowness, so he is covered with clothes".

The handwriting is a woman's hairpin, one stroke at a time, beautiful and moving.

Hu Yuanwai's eyes lit up, he loved these elegant things the most. This poem is wrapped in oil paper tea, even if it is tea residue, it seems a little more emotional.

He instructed his subordinates: "Fry this medicinal tea." I've been drinking this for the past two days. ”

Mrs. Hu glanced at him and was a little strange: "Didn't all the tea sent in the past be given to the next person?" Why do you remember to drink it again today? He glanced at the tea bag again, "I don't drink the good tea in the house, I drink this, what's wrong." ”

"How can the taste of elegance be measured by money?" Hu Yuanwai stretched out his sleeves, and was about to open his mouth to argue, when he caught a glimpse of the old wife's expression, he hurriedly coughed lightly, "Changqing said that this tea can regulate the suffocation of the nose and ......."

He whispered, "Let's drink for a few days and see." ”