Chapter 12 Play a play with me
Back to the market, close to the intersection of Weishi and Shenshi.
In the original position, old man Xiao Jiang and Zhe Yu disappeared.
Baicaoshi was anxious and looked inside the market. The flow of people was still very large, she saw the bullock cart and Mr. Junyi on the bullock cart.
The lotus-leaf umbrella was unusable, and it was placed on the cart, surrounded by various clay pots and jars. Yesterday, I drank bamboo juice at home, and there was no bowl of chicken soup with the bamboo juice, so Zhe Yu is subsidizing the family? A can also contained a large strip of pork belly and some large bones. He handed over a small box of pastries, "Furong Cake, here it is for you."
Baicaoshi knew that he had no money, where did these things come from? She was not pretentious, took it with a smile, and joked: "You didn't rob the market, did you?"
Before Zheyu could reply, the old man Xiao Jiang burst out laughing: "Baicaoshi, your husband is also a great actor! From the street to the end of the street, the boss who made a trap begged him to leave quickly, and the boss who played tricks gave him coins, even The aunts who sell hibiscus cakes should give him more snacks."
Look, this proper aura of the protagonist, the charm of the overlord blowing across his face.
Baicaoshi smiled and sat on the bullock cart, "This is my husband!"
Just, full of pride.
Bai Xiaoshu, who has no sense of existence, why no one praises him?
A piece of pastry was handed to him, which was discovered by my sister's conscience. After all, the two of them ran around and haven't eaten yet.
"Thank you, sister." The voice was very happy and crisp.
"Thank you sir... thank you brother-in-law."
"You eat!" Zhe Yu realized that she was always looking after others first, and said coldly.
Baicaoshi pursed her lips, sniffed with her small nose, couldn't stop smiling, "It smells so good!"
Life is basically a cup of tea, a meal, and a cake. She does not hesitate to praise everyone for their efforts.
"No." She took out two yuan, one for each of the husband and wife.
Zhe Yu took the pastry and took a small bite, it was sweet.
"Jiang Bo, go to the medical clinic at the west end of the town."
Purchase daily necessities later, and do the most important things first. After eating the hibiscus cake, Baicaoshi put away the rest, and whispered to Zheyu, oh, actually said in a low voice, "Guess how much I sold it for?"
Zhe Yu stretched out five fingers.
Thirty taels, for this remote town, it's pretty good.
Oriha twirled his fingertips and nodded.
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Whether it is the new century or this backward ancient times, medical resources will always be the most scarce.
When they came to the only medical clinic in the town, they found that the line was very long, more than ten meters long.
In the front is the pharmacy, where there are staff weighing medicines, and the medicine cabinets are categorized and labeled. The door curtain hangs down, and there is a small space behind it, which is used for consultation.
Baicaoshi settled down for Zheyu, equipped with a standard Maza and water bladder, and went to line up by herself.
The team moves very slowly, and it takes a meticulous process to see, hear, and ask.
More than half an hour later, it will be Baicaoshi's turn.
There was a commotion behind the crowd. Baicaoshi followed the prestige, and saw two guards in black with dark stripes flying off their horses, and there was a **** trotting over beside him.
It was the wave I saw in the morning——Yan Jing came.
"Doctor Lu, come with us." It was the guard who spoke, with a loud voice and full of air.
Patients queuing up would be reconciled, and murmured, "Why don't you line up? Everyone has waited for so long."
The guard raised his thick eyebrows, put his hand on the saber at his waist, and raised his finger, "Did you delay the illness of the adult, are you worried? Be careful with your head!"
The old man's sigh, the child's cry, and the repressed anger, dare not speak out.
Dr. Lu came out from behind the curtain with the medicine box in hand, shook his head helplessly, and was forcibly taken away.
The person in charge pressed the crowd, "I'm sorry everyone, the doctor is not here, please come back tomorrow."
The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, Zha Yu lowered his eyes and stood up, being suppressed by Baicao Poetry. "I'll discuss it with them. Xiaoshu, take care of your brother-in-law."
As she spoke, Baicaoshi approached the steward and lowered her voice, "The head of the house, take a step to speak."
"I can't do anything if the doctor isn't here." The steward seemed to be a little girl and shrugged. The patient's mood is understandable, but there is nothing that can be done.
Baicaoshi didn't care, and got behind the curtain first. Seeing someone trespassing, how could the manager tolerate it, and chased him in. The little girl spread out her white palm with a broken piece of silver on it. "Master, please cooperate with me in a play."
(end of this chapter)