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Owe a favor

Chang Xi's tone was very relaxed, and his face was not at all forced. Jiang Nanxing heard it, but couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

"You are always happy that you are so special. If other girls were framed, they would have cried with anger. How can you not care about others?"

Chang Xi interrupted him: "It's not that I don't care about it, I will be angry too, who doesn't cherish their reputation?"

"It's just that I'm afraid that if I really care about it, they won't be able to bear it."

Who made them young and made themselves old?

Chang Xi, who claims to be an adult, has the nerve to argue with a young girl. No matter what, she has the advantage of being an adult and has lived two lifetimes.

Jiang Nanxing didn't understand this, so he hummed lightly.

Chang Xi didn't speak, but he asked again.

"How is your medical skills recently? Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Oh, I'm doing well, I'm already on the acupuncture points on the back."

In fact, I have already finished memorizing it. In my aunt's place, there was a bronze figure in her consultation office with acupuncture points marked on it.

When she was picked up there, when her aunt got off work, she would just study and watch the bronze figures boredly. Over time, she didn't need to recite them deliberately, and she could memorize most of them.

Now it is just to consolidate memory and add some new knowledge.

Jiang Nanxing praised Chang Xi for being smart, but she nodded without explaining.

She would not hesitate to accept such a compliment.

After parting with the Jiang family and his father, Chang Xi went upstairs to see the young master's house again.

This time, there were much fewer people.

Chang Xi had time to look at the boy carefully.

Her face was a little baby fat, her thin lips were pursed lightly, her skin was rubbed itchy, she lay impatiently on the couch, looking at herself warily.

"Who allowed you to come in?" The young man reprimanded weakly.

If he was afraid of his background, he would have obediently left.

But Chang Xi is not.

Sit down on the low stool beside the bed, which is where Dr. Jiang was just now.

"Hey, kid! I'm asking you!"

"What did you eat before you lost your sense of taste?"

"Child? Who are you calling?" The boy stared displeasedly, with anger on his face.

"Tsk tsk, who else is here besides you? Of course I'm talking to you." Chang Xi solemnly urged: "Hurry up and answer."

"Why should I tell you? Who are you?"

Just as Chang Xi was about to speak, shopkeeper Fang came in.

"Little ancestor, she is Chang Sanshi's daughter, a girl whose leg was bitten by a dog before."

"Oh! It's you!" The boy's eyes lit up obviously, and he didn't reject Chang Xi's attitude at the beginning.

"I heard that you are very courageous, dare to grab things with the dog?"

Chang Xi snorted: "Remind me, that's a dog robbing me, I'm not a barbaric person."

"My child, you haven't answered the question I asked you?"

"Oh." This time, he said obediently: "I didn't say anything special, I just had a meal, and I found something wrong when I was having breakfast this morning. It was fine yesterday."

Sitting with this boy for a while, Chang Xi has been observing him.

Gradually, it really made her realize a clue.

When the child speaks, he has bad breath.

The teeth cleaning problem of the ancients was basically solved by branches and green salt.This kind of daily hygiene can be big or small.

In later generations, toothbrush and toothpaste are necessary for everyone, but in ancient times only the rich could use green salt, and the brush was not clean.

Regarding this bad breath, Chang Xi's expression did not change, but got up and pulled the shopkeeper Fang outside to talk.

"Uncle Fang, forgive me, does your young master clean his teeth every day?"

Shopkeeper Fang was stunned: "The young master said he was uncomfortable, and cleaning his teeth was troublesome, and sometimes he would be slack."

Such a private question, if you ask it rashly, shopkeeper Fang can't turn his head around, and he became nervous just after he finished answering.

"Any questions?"

"Tsk, that's a serious problem. He must clean his teeth every day, preferably twice a day."

"There is a person in our village who also lost his sense of taste. He brushed his teeth and it improved. You might as well try it."

Of course, there is no such person in Taihang Village, Chang Xi is talking nonsense, but brushing his teeth is indeed helpful in treating this disease.

Before Dr. Jiang found a better treatment plan, Chang Xi felt that the method she mentioned could be tried.

And brushing teeth can also protect oral health, even if the sense of taste is not cured, it can also prevent tooth decay.

Shopkeeper Fang knew about Chang Xi's situation, and the last time a dishwasher fainted, she gave some advice, and the woman got better.

At this moment, I have no doubts about Chang Xi's words.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely find a way. Even if I risk my life and tie up the young master, I will let him clean his teeth every day."

Chang Xi was stunned for a moment: "There is no need to be so exaggerated."

"I know that when rubbed in the mouth, the gums bleed easily. My family is not capable, but I can tell you a thing called a toothbrush. As long as it is made, he will accept brushing his teeth."

Shopkeeper Fang straightened his face: "I would like to hear more about it."

"Actually, find bristles such as pig hair and horse hair, and take the trouble to polish a wooden board, bundle the hairs into small clusters, and nail them to the board."

"The hair should be tight and clean. You can't use soft hair like chicken, duck and goose. With a toothbrush, dip a little green salt in your mouth and the effect will definitely be better than willow branches."

"This thing is labor-intensive and time-consuming. I also heard about it from a traveler. I don't have the ability to try it myself. Shopkeeper Fang, if you are interested, try it."

Of course he dared to be interested. It sounds like the material is easy to find, but the wool must be tightly embedded on the wooden board, which is technical work. Can you just spend some money and find someone to do it?
As long as it's something that can be done with money, it's not a big deal.

Shopkeeper Fang was very grateful to Chang Xi: "Good girl, we owe you a favor, just tell uncle if you want anything."

Chang Xi waved her hands again and again: "You're welcome, I'm just talking, but I can't really help. Uncle Fang is eager to seek medical treatment, and I won't take things for nothing."

"But." Chang Xi changed the subject and smiled sweetly.

"If you make a toothbrush, if it's convenient, can you give me a few?"

"Oh, what's so difficult about it, I'll give it to you if you don't tell me."

"Is it the way you describe it when it's made? Why don't I come to you and ask?"

Shopkeeper Fang didn't regard this as a request at all.

But in fact, what Chang Xi wants most is a toothbrush.

It can be said that she borrowed the power of others to create the toothbrush.

After finishing the conversation here, Wen Furong brought her sons to pick Chang Xi up and go home.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, under the old pagoda tree, Fan Xiaodie was chattering with everyone.

That voice was unusually loud, and there was undisguised gloating in his tone.

"I heard that Chang Xi's popcorn shop was smashed?"

The woman who hadn't left the village was suddenly aroused with curiosity: "Tsk, what's going on?"

"Oh, I don't know the details."

"But I heard it's pretty miserable!" Fan Xiaodie's ambiguous words gave the people around a new topic.

Obviously, Fan Xiaodie came back first, and was chewing his tongue again.

(End of this chapter)