Chapter 8
There is only one medical center in the whole town, and Chen Muxue found the place very quickly.
The doctor felt for Xiaohua's pulse and beard for a long while.
Chen Muxue was all nervous: "How about doctor? Is it serious?"
The doctor shook his head and sighed.
Chen Muxue's heart suddenly lifted.
Xiao Hua is a child of four or five years old. Could it be that he has some terminal illness at this age, or has he been poisoned by some kind of poison? !
"The little girl's pulse..."
Chen Muxue took a few deep breaths, widened her eyes and listened carefully.
"Extremely healthy! It's rare to see such a well-raised girl in the town!"
Chen Muxue almost didn't bring it up in one breath. She had the urge to shoot the doctor away. Is this normal?
However, although there is such a thing as cultivating immortals in this world, it is still ancient in the final analysis. This town is not big, there are no high-ranking officials, and there are not many people who can raise girls well.
Xiaohua has been abducted for so many days, and under the careless "feeding" of the original owner, she can still have a solid foundation, which is enough to show how good Xiaohua's original life is.
But why no one came to look for her?
The doctor felt Xiaohu's pulse again. This time, he frowned: "Girl, you are a girl, so you like girls more? It's not that I'm meddling in my business, but it's better to treat everyone equally, after all..."
The doctor cast a vague look at Chen Muxue, but did not continue.
Chen Muxue was silent for a while, without explaining too much: "Doctor, please prescribe the medicine, I will definitely treat the child properly."
As the daughter of the sect master, the original owner is also a natural practitioner. It is natural that she doesn't know how to take care of ordinary children, but when Chen Muxue came, she couldn't bear to let the children go on like this.
The doctor gave Chen Muxue a slightly relieved look: "You don't need to take too much medicine. I only prescribe a few medicines that are soothing and mild to the body. The main reason is that you should pay attention to your diet on weekdays."
Diet is the most troublesome thing for Chen Muxue, she nodded confidently: "Please open a three-person restaurant, and there are two children at home."
The doctor paused for a moment, without further ado, and prescribed medicine for three people.
"A total of twenty taels of silver."
Chen Muxue stopped taking the medicine: "How much?"
"Cough, girl, ginseng has been added to this medicine, and 15 medicines for three people, twenty taels of silver is already cheap." The doctor explained.
"Master, I don't need to..." Xiaohu tugged at Chen Muxue's sleeve upon hearing this.
"Twenty taels of silver, we still have some." Chen Muxue took out the purse full of broken silver. She didn't have the memory of the original owner, so she didn't know how much each piece of silver was inside, but she guessed it should be enough. of.
The doctor has been practicing medicine here for many years, and he is not a greedy person. He counted twenty taels of silver truthfully and returned the purse to Chen Muxue.
Chen Muxue weighed it down, saving a fortune.
"It's not random talk. In my eyes, your body is the most important." After Chen Muxue finished speaking, she fell silent.
It’s okay, money can be earned again, the body is the capital...
These children were killed for no reason in the original book. Now that she is here, at least try to let them run away, right?
Out of the medical center, Chen Muxue brought a lot of food and food for her two children. When passing by the cloth shop, she hesitated for a while, but finally didn't go in. She doesn't know how to make clothes.
Now there are still seven taels of silver in hand, which is enough for their daily expenses. When Chen Muxue passed by the only restaurant in the town, she took a look and began to plan how to make money in her heart.
The good news is that, by observing restaurants and roadside food shops and stalls, she found that the food culture in this world is indeed a little bit worse. Although she has brought back peppers and potatoes, the method is still unsatisfactory.
Relying on the spiritual power bonus of a cultivator, Chen Muxue carried two sacks of grain on her shoulders, and let Xiaohua Xiaohu pull her away by the hem of her clothes.
She didn't realize that there was a sneaky figure following her behind her.
"At least we have to figure out what happened to that little girl..." Cen Li chased his heart, "How can you cure that poison without the Life Fruit? The head of the Liuyun Sect is helpless..."
Following all the way to Gandingmen, Cen Lizhui ruthlessly complained about the almost non-existent restrictions of Gandingmen.
No, bah, he is a gentleman!
This restriction is really to prevent rookies but not masters. It is estimated that the ancestors of Qiandingmen set up a restriction that relies on the level support of the owner of the door.
In the imagination of the ancestors, the development of the sect is not thriving, but it should be gradually rising, right?
Who knew that in Chen Muxue's class, she was the only practitioner left, and she was still a middle-grade water spirit root, and she was only at the sixth level of foundation building.
Thinking of this, Cen Lizhui's eyes flickered.
But it's not too bad. According to his information, she was still stuck at the fifth level of foundation building not long ago and was unable to ascend. Now she has finally moved forward, but it is not hopeless.
It's just that he didn't even eat the valley... Cen Lizhui couldn't help but shook his head.
Chen Muxue was lucky today, and bought homemade bacon from a farmer’s family.
It is precisely because the other party pursues quality and hopes to sell it at a good price, so they take it out to try their luck at this time. First, after the Chinese New Year and spring, there are not many people who have bacon at home, and second, they buy meat every year. People who eat have more or less two money.
Chen Muxue first started refining lard. She bought a large piece of lard. This time adding water was different from before. The little water added last time was just to prevent the small amount of fat from getting sticky. Oil residue will be very bitter.
The purpose of adding such a large amount of water this time is to refine purer, white lard after solidification.
In order to save time, Chen Muxue quickly cut the lard suet into small pieces of one centimeter square, put water in the pot, add lard suet, and heat it to medium to low heat. The rest is waiting.
Chen Muxue naturally used her iron pot. After all, anyone with eyes can tell that this pot is unusual. Not to mention being able to shoot the male lead, she can also fly up to play the female supporting role, um...very individual.
After the water evaporates, the oil block has been fried into oil residue, and there is light yellow lard in the pot.
On the roof of the kitchen, Cen Lichai, who was peeping, was blinded by the oily smoke. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, with a look of disgust on his face: "How dare you use a magic weapon to do such a thing! Pork is such a low-grade meat... it's simply tarnishing the magic weapon. !"
Not to mention so greasy!
Cen Li couldn't help shaking his head, if it wasn't for morality and having seen the fact that the artifact itself can hit people, he would have taken it away!
How can there be practitioners who like to eat! The smell of this greasy stuff is already uncomfortable!
(end of this chapter)