Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 27

Xin Yi waited at Lu's house until dark, but Cui Langzhong didn't come.

It was three days after I saw Cui Langzhong again.

Tie Dan's condition has improved a lot, but the Lu family obviously did not have absolute trust in Xin Yi, so they specially invited Cui Langzhong to come.

Cui Langzhong carried a medicine box on his back, and he didn't know where he came from. Xin Yi saw him at the gate, looked at him, and walked up to him with a smile.

"That day, thank you Lang Zhong for saving me."

Cui Langzhong was stunned, as if he was frightened, he waved his hands again and again to say he didn't dare.

"The old man was just doing his duty as a doctor, and he didn't help the little lady..."

Xin Yi's mood sank.

She has checked her heart and soul [-] times, Miss Zhang and Zhang Xun have not consummated their marriage, and the plot is clearly written, there is no possibility of mistakes...

How could it be possible to cut a happy pulse?

where is the problem?

Xin Yi didn't want to scare himself anymore, he just thought that Cui Langzhong had done a good thing but didn't want to go into the muddy water, so he smiled and skipped the matter.

"Actually, I have one more matter, and I want to trouble Dr. Cui."

Cui Langzhong hesitated and asked, "Please tell me, my lady."

Xin Yi invited Dr. Cui to one side, stood on the bank of the Bian River, with his back to the Lu family compound, and took out the satin purse and plaster from his arms.

"Doctor Cui, let's see how much money this can sell for?"

Cui Langzhong glanced at her unexpectedly, lowered his head and untied his purse, held the plaster bottle and looked at it for a while, seeing the words "Da Nei Zhi" engraved on the bottom of the bottle, his hands trembled, inexplicably surprised.

"Is this the royal medicine in the palace?"

Xin Yi smiled, "Doctor Cui is indeed well-informed."

Cui Langzhong asked: "Why did you sell it, little lady? This plaster is perfect for healing your wounds."

Xin Yi touched his neck, then looked at the scab on the back of his hand, and shook his head.

"I can heal this small injury by myself. To me and other ordinary people, this plaster is flashy. But to a rich family, imperial medicine is precious."

Cui Langzhong suddenly realized, nodded and lowered his voice.

"Little lady, don't you have a lot of money?"

A dark look flashed across Xin Yi's eyes.

"It's not that I'm not rich, it's that I'm poor and white."

Cui Langzhong sighed, and didn't ask any further questions, "How much silver are you going to sell, little lady?"

Xin Yi looked at his face, and said with a chuckle: "Doctor Cui knows better than me... The value of this kind of imperial medicine depends entirely on the preferences of the people who buy it. If it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it may not be worth ten taels. It falls into the hands of rich people." , This... It's all up to Cui Langzhong. You can take as much as you want. The old rule is that you and I will add five to the money, half of each person."

Give him half of the export?
Cui You was slightly taken aback.

Rare things are precious, and the value of imperial medicine is not much to say among the people, and there are many rich merchants and wealthy households in Beijing. Not to mention the price of this Bingdihu ointment, if it sells for a few hundred taels of silver, there must be someone who wants it——

For the gentry, the value does not lie in the curative effect of the plaster itself, but in the collection value. The palace porcelain containing the plaster alone is not available to ordinary people.

"It's easy for the old man to help the little lady set up a line. How can I take half of it for nothing? No, no, absolutely no..."

"You're welcome."

Xin Yi smiled and held down the hand he was about to reject, and lowered his voice a little.

"Don't speak dark words in front of Ming people. Dr. Cui must have seen it too. Now I am haunted by ghosts, and bad luck happens one after another... Except Dr. Cui, there is no one else who can help me."

"This……"

Cui Langzhong sighed.

"Young lady is pregnant, you should be more open-minded. The so-called third month of pregnancy, see things and change... don't worry too much."

"It's not that I don't want to be open-minded." The corners of Xin Yi's eyes slightly curved, "Someone wants me to die. If I don't save some money, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this year..."

Cui Langzhong hesitated for a moment, put the things in his hands and said: "Since the young lady trusts it, then I will give it a try."

After a pause, he said again: "In exchange for silver, the old man will bring it to the Lu family. Give it to the young lady here."

"Cui Langzhong is really a good person." Knowing that she didn't want the money to be known by the Zhang family, he took the initiative to solve the problem for her.

Xin Yi Qiaosheng blinked.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

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For Xin Yi, he could make a lot of money by buying and selling without capital, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.But when the news reached the eldest princess's mansion, the Guangling County King was not so happy.

"sold?"

Duan Sui lowered his head and only looked at his master with a bitter expression on his face, "If you go back to the county king, you will be sold."

Fu Jiu Qujun's face sank slightly, he threw the book in his hand on the table, snorted coldly, rubbed his fingers repeatedly, and there seemed to be a piece of hard ice in his eyes that couldn't be melted.

"How much silver did you sell?"

Duan Sui pursed the corners of his mouth, observed his master's expression, weakly opened five fingers, and slapped him.

"500 taels."

For ordinary people, 500 taels is not a small amount.

Just relying on a jar of ointment, this is a fortune.

Fu Jiuqu tapped lightly with his index finger, raised a sneer on his brows, and hummed softly as he thought of something.

"very good."

Sun Huai smiled tiredly, and said cautiously: "Master, do you want me to send someone to ask about the money my lady owes you, how are you preparing?"

Fu Jiuqu: "No need."

Sun Huai hesitated and then asked with a smile: "Then why won't she rush to urge the prescription for the doctor's illness?"

Fu Jiuqu picked up the book on the table and slowly turned a page.

"No hurry. She will find it on her own initiative."

……

Xin Yi had no time to find Fu Jiuqu.

Didn't even think about him.

Early the next morning, she happily went to Lu's house to collect money.

Cui Langzhong sold the ointment, and he was not willing to take half of her for nothing, but Xin Yi's life and death were forced into his hands, so he agreed.

All kinds of industries are prevalent in Bianjing City, and there are countless fake ones from all walks of life. If Xin Yi sells imperial medicine, people may not believe it. Let alone the high price of 500 taels, people report false reports to officials and arrest them. possible.

In other words, this money has Cui Langzhong's credit guarantee.

She picked up 250 taels for nothing and was no longer greedy.

……

The Lu family has guests today.

Gao Miao prepared a bunch of gifts for Tie Dan, and came all the way from Bianjing City, talking to Mrs. Cao in the back room.

The person who came with her was Cao Yilan.

Compared with the Da Cao's Mansion with hairpins, the concubine of the Xiao Cao's Mansion, Xiao Cao's Lady, is an upper household in Zhangjia Village. In Cao Yilan's eyes, she is a shabby household.

Cao Yilan has never had a good impression of Mrs. Cao, one is because of her cousin Gao Miao, and the other is because she has heard that Mrs. Cao gave birth to a freak and secretly hid the news at home, so she couldn't help it Followed by curiosity.

However, when she arrived at Lu's house, Miss Cao soon regretted whether she was sitting or standing.

The delicate girl lost her temper, and refused to take a sip of tea or touch water, for fear of being entangled in the curse of Zhangjiacun, and would not be able to have a normal child with Fu Jiuqu in the future, her face was very ugly.

"Cousin, when are we going to leave? This place is full of ghosts, and you will feel uncomfortable after staying for a long time, and you are not afraid of bad luck..."

Cao Yilan is probably the reincarnation of a whiny spirit, even when she speaks harsh words, her voice is surprisingly whiny.

Xin Yi couldn't help shivering even outside the door.

Good guy, who can stand this?

When Mrs. Cao met a little ancestor like Miss Da Cao, she was suffering in every possible way. When she heard that Xin Yi and Cui Langzhong came to ask for a doctor, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Two, please come inside—"

Gao Miao hung a dagger on her waist, and her red cloak was as gorgeous as a ball of fire, but because of her cool and noble appearance, she matched it very well.

She glanced at Xin Yi and remained silent with a cold face.

However, Cao Yilan let out a sigh, recovered from the "cursed horror village" emotion, looked at Xin Yi and asked:
"Cousin, she is—"

Before Gao Miao could answer, Cao Yilan had already spoken.

"It's you!"

Miss Cao's life's anger welled up from the bottom of her heart. Jin Zhuang's humiliation and Fu Jiuqu's indifference all turned into her hatred and anger towards Xin Yi.

"Cousin, is it that I, Da Song, can't find an imperial doctor to see a doctor? Are you not afraid of losing your identity if you ask such a little bitch to come out and deceive you?"

Mrs. Cao was embarrassed.

The same Cao surname, but different fate.

Miss Cao can ask the imperial physician even if she sneezes, and even if her son is dying, he is not worthy of the imperial physician...

She was sore in her heart, she didn't dare to speak, and could only smooth things over with a gentle voice.

"Miss, this little lady Zhang is very skilled in medicine. It's lucky to have her rescue this time, otherwise my Tie Dan might be..."

She wiped her eyes with a kerchief to hide her embarrassment.

Cao Yilan's eyes were red, and her head was burned with hatred.

"You are also willing to be lowly. No matter how poor you are, you won't be confused with this kind of untouchables..."

Gao Miao frowned: "Lan'er!"

"Miss Cao." Doesn't Xin Yi know why Cao Yilan is a demon?She smiled and said the mocking words with complete modesty.

"I won the eyes of the King of Guangling County with my first-hand medical skills, but I can't compare to Miss Cao's dancing skills, and I am so beautiful in Jinzhuang... After all, it's my fault. Danced for me for a few hours..."

She lowered her eyes and looked at Cao Yilan's feet.

He hooked his lips, smiled, and let out a heck.

"I have wound medicine, which has special effects for dispelling blood stasis and reducing swelling, and I am willing to help you."

Cao Yilan quickly retracted her feet, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger, she stood up from the chair, and slapped her with her hands.

"Bitch, kneel—"

　Xin Yi: This book is also called "The King of Guangling County Slaps His Face Online Every Day"? ?

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