Chapter 890 892 [I am a miracle doctor]
In the next few days, Fang Sijin and Zhu Xingxuan rode around on electric scooters, looking for suitable houses.
But to be honest, there are few bungalows in Hujiang, with clear property rights, and even rarer ones that can be listed for trading.
The two of them ran for several days, sweating a lot, but they couldn't find a suitable one.
Compared with this, other people's life is much better.
Xiang Nan has seen more than a dozen patients in the past few days, and received three more orders from them, which were handed over to Loushanguan, Jiubawu and Wang Zijian.
Compared to the long-term old house business, the list of the three of them is much easier. One is buying a property, the other is selling a property, and the other is renting a shop, all of which are very easy to do.
Zhu Xian was a little envious when he saw it.
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"Auntie, when did you become a miracle doctor?" Xie Tingfeng asked curiously.
He has been in this store for seven or eight years, and he has never seen him show medical skills before. Even in the past few years, when I suffered from insomnia due to high pressure, I always asked an old Chinese doctor to help me see it.
Now he has suddenly turned into a miracle doctor, and the people who see the doctor say yes, which is amazing.
"I know a lot, and I have to tell you?" Xiang Nan glanced at him and said.
"Don't dare, dare not." Xie Tingfeng quickly waved his hands and said, "Auntie, the more you know, the more you can solicit customers for the store. I'm too happy to be happy."
"Well, you know, I didn't suffer from insomnia a few years ago, so I went to see an old Chinese doctor. He thought I had a talent for studying medicine, so he accepted me as a closed disciple.
In the past few years, I have actually been studying medicine with him. Didn't this just become an apprentice recently? "Xiang Nan explained.
"I see, Auntie, you are really amazing!" Wang Zijian said in admiration after listening.
"Auntie is really capable. I wish I had your talent. I can bill people when they see a doctor, which is much more efficient than spreading leaflets under the sun." Lou Shanguan also said enviously.
He distributed leaflets in the sun for a month. He was so tired and sweaty that he might not be able to attract a single client. Xiang Nan just sat in the store and felt his pulse, and with a few words, he could easily attract customers.
From last month to now, Xiang Nan has received seven orders, and the efficiency is really amazing.
"It's not a one-time effort. You know I've only memorized "Soup Song" for a month." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Okay, anyway, I will make all my orders for you. It's your list. Just finish it well."
"Thank you, Auntie~" Everyone said happily when they heard this.
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"I'm exhausted!" Zhu Xingxuan slumped on the seat and said, "Auntie, it's really hard to find an old bungalow. The manager and I ran all over Hujiang, but we couldn't find a suitable one."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that old bungalows are so rare! I'm afraid I can't find a suitable house." Fang Sijin also said miserable.
After riding an electric scooter for a day, she felt that her **** was numb.
"Why, you gave up so soon? Who told me that day that the old bungalow business is so easy, I didn't expect it to be so simple?" Xiang Nan came over and joked with a smile.
Fang Sijin blushed.
When she said this at the beginning, she was really a little ignorant.
I did an old house business, and thought I could make a flat trip. In the end, the reality gave her a slap in the face, which made her eyes full of gold stars.
Fang Sijin took it over, opened it, his eyes lit up, and saw that it was the information of an old bungalow.
The location, area, and decoration are very suitable, really very, very good.
"I hate you, you already have a bungalow in your hand, why do you let me and Shiny sweep the streets?" She raised her head and blamed Xiang Nan.
"People like you shouldn't help you. If you help you, you won't be thanked." Xiang Nan gave her a white look and said, "I tell you, I asked for this apartment specially. A lot of favors. Otherwise, do you think such a nice bungalow can be kept?"
When Fang Sijin heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
She is indeed ashamed of Xiang Nan. He helped her so much, but she conspired with Zhai Yunxiao to kick him out. Thinking about it is really not a thing.
"Master, I'm sorry." She got up and said quickly.
"Okay, I'm just kidding." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "Do it with your heart, I like you."
"Yes." Fang Sijin nodded awkwardly, feeling more guilty.
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Subsequently, Fang Sijin and Zhu Xianshan called Lin Maogen and asked him to come out to look at the bungalow.
Turning around, the two took him to the bungalow recommended by Xiang Nan.
I saw that the bungalow was really nice. The location, layout, and appearance were all very good, and it had just been renovated.
"Mr. Lin, what do you think of this bungalow?" Fang Sijin asked with a smile.
"Not too good." Lin Maogen sighed and shook his head.
"Old man, why is this, and are there any deficiencies?" Zhu Xianxuan asked hastily.
"The old bungalow I'm looking for must be unique, unique, and make me feel like a spiritual home." Lin Maogen explained, "This house is almost meaningless."
"The spiritual home you mentioned refers to..." Fang Sijin hurriedly asked for advice.
"I am a countryman. When I was a child, I often came to Hujiang to sell vegetables with my father. I remember one time, I took a bus with a bamboo basket. People on the bus thought that my bamboo basket crowded them, and they also looked down on me. Dress, joke about my accent.
Their expressions and words deeply hurt a teenager's self-esteem. I pretended not to hear and looked out the window. Through layers of human heads, I suddenly found a small red building with a hemispherical roof, rectangular windows, high gables, and a large terrace, just like a fairy tale.
Through the **** iron gate, I saw the yard full of flowers and lush towering trees. I seem to still hear the sound of the piano coming from that building.
It hit me like lightning, I think I must have lived here in my last life. This is the spiritual home of my dreams..."
Zhu Xianxian was stunned when he heard him say that, "Old man, what you said is really good~"
Fang Sijin took out his notebook and quickly recorded Lin Maogen's description, hemispherical roof, rectangular windows, high gables, large terrace, black iron gate...
"Mr. Lin, do you still remember which bus you took and which way you took?" She then asked.
"You little girl, isn't this embarrassing me? After so many years, I don't remember so clearly. Besides, I haven't taken a bus for more than 30 years." Lin Maogen smiled, "Besides, I have already told you So many hints, if you can't find them again, I will be very disappointed."
"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely help you find it." Fang Sijin said quickly.
"Okay, to be honest, I just trust you. I don't consider other intermediaries. But you must not disappoint me." Lin Maogen emphasized.
"Definitely, definitely." Fang Sijin quickly agreed.
(end of this chapter)