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Chapter 60 The So-called Genius

Next, Zhang Sijiu was in charge of talking, while Cheng Wanli was in charge of finding mistakes.

Then, Cheng Wanli gradually began to doubt life: Who am I?where am I?what am i doingIs it a person in front of me?

Looking at Zhang Sijiu's yellow hair, her thin and dark face, her big black and white eyes, and her unusually fluent mouth, he began to wonder if he was a fool.

Because he thought of the apprentices he had led, and also remembered the hand that was beaten when he was studying medicine.

Until Zhang Si finished talking about ninety kinds of medicinal materials, Cheng Wanli didn't find a single mistake.

Even when Zhang Sijiu talked about medicinal materials, he used simpler and more precise words. Compared with his long-winded words, he used whatever style he thought of...

Cheng Wanli really fell into self-doubt.

But at this time, Zhang Sijiu asked seriously: "How is it? Is it wrong?"

She felt in her heart that if there were less than three mistakes and omissions, it would be considered a pass.

Cheng Wanli looked serious.

Zhang Sijiu also felt a little bad: Could it be that he made too many mistakes?It shouldn't be. I have heard several of these medicinal materials before. Moreover, Cheng Wanli explained it very well and carefully. It is simple and easy to understand. I feel that I understand it all!If you still make so many mistakes, is it because your talent is a bit poor?

She was also a little nervous.

It was a matter of future career, so Zhang Sijiu couldn't help but be nervous.

Then, she saw Cheng Wanli shaking his head subtly: "There is nothing wrong with it."

Zhang Sijiu: ... Then your expression!Brother, can you stop scaring me like this!
Cheng Wanli was still a little depressed: "Why is everything right?"

This is really incredible!
He looked Zhang Sijiu up and down, trying to see the aura of a child prodigy from Zhang Sijiu.

However, apart from the four words of poverty and hardship, he couldn't see anything.

Zhang Sijiu asked Cheng Wanli expressionlessly: "Shouldn't it be basically error-free? Don't your former students make a lot of mistakes?"

There is another sentence, she is not ashamed to say, "Is this how you choose your apprentices? No wonder it is so difficult to pass on traditional Chinese medicine..."

However, although Zhang Sijiu didn't say it, Cheng Wanli heard it.

For a while, his mood became more subtle.

It just... feels like I really missed a treasure.

He began to regret why he said it so resolutely at the time, that it would take three years before he would consider accepting apprentices...

However, apart from this mentality, he also felt that maybe he might not be worthy to be Zhang Sijiu's master...

The two contradictory emotions made Cheng Wanli's expression more complicated.

But Zhang Sijiu had already slowed down, and waved his hand: "Then I'll go back and continue memorizing, before I teach next time, do another spot check?"

Cheng Wanli looked blank: "Do as you say. When will I come next time?"

Zhang Sijiu pondered for a moment: "Once every three days, right? If it's windy, rainy and inclement weather, it will be postponed? When I stop setting up a stall, shall we meet at the ferry?"

Once every three days is actually a bit long.But Zhang Sijiu feels that Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and it should take more effort.

Moreover, she is busy making money every day!
Dr. Zhang couldn't help sighing: Not enough time! Not enough!
Cheng Wanli nodded numbly and had no other comments.

In the end, even when he was leaving, Cheng Wanli didn't recover.

As for Zhang Sijiu, his expression was inexplicable: He doesn't seem particularly happy, does he?Could it be that I did not do well enough?
Dr. Zhang fell into reflection.

Going home in the evening, Zhang Sijiu took Zhaoyin to count the money as usual.

On this day, a total of 56 yuan was sold, and the cost was thrown out, and a total of [-] points was earned.

After distributing it to China Merchants Bank, Zhang Sijiu only had eighty-odd dollars left.

Business is much worse than yesterday.

But also expected.

But going on like this is obviously not the way.

Once the ferry is completed, there will not be so many people.Even if people cross the river every day, there will not be too many people.

And once the weather cools down, Yinzi will not be easy to sell.

Zhang Sijiu thought, he might as well sell tea eggs instead—of course, real tea leaves are unaffordable, but he could instead make marinated eggs with spices.

The pot of marinated eggs can be used all the time, the more you use it, the more delicious it will be.

And braised eggs are more resistant to storage than other things.

It's delicious hot or cold.

But in this way, the cost is too high, and if the flow of people is not large enough, it will not make money unless the place is changed.

Zhang Sijiu thought about it, maybe he could go to the county town to sell it, and every market, he could bring a pot to sell it.Business should still be able to get by.

But here comes the problem: she doesn't have the recipe for marinated eggs.

Zhang Sijiu sighed: It is too difficult to make money.It's hard to find ways to make money.

However, no matter how difficult it is, life still has to go on.

Zhang Sijiu set up a stall for eight consecutive days, and on this day, the ferry was completed.

There is a long shed on both sides of the river, and a boarding place, which looks obviously more formal and prosperous than before.

On the day of the completion, many people came here to watch.

And the boatman also came over with the boat.

There are two boats in total.They are usually ships that carry people.

This kind of boat is different from the fishing boat.

County magistrate Yang brought the whole family over again for the first experience of boarding a boat and crossing the river.

The boatman waited for their family to get on the boat, and with a firm support on the bamboo pole, he propped the boat out of the ferry and slid directly into the river.

I have to say, the whole process is very smooth.

It seems to have a strong sense of comfort.

County Magistrate Yang stood at the bow of the boat, with his hands behind his back, and the wind blew up his toga sleeves. For a moment, Zhang Sijiu couldn't help but think of the illustrations in Chinese textbooks—it turns out that the ancients really liked this Take a boat!

However, the appearance of standing on the bow of the boat and riding the wind and waves really feels very artistic.

Zhang Sijiu decided to ignore the strong wind, and the question of whether Magistrate Yang's eyes should be opened or closed.

It was Yang Yuanding, the brat, who destroyed the magistrate Yang's artistic conception of "I want to ride the wind".

He came from the opposite side, and halfway there, he saw a big willow tree.

He even captured Zhang Sijiu clearly with his eyes without the slightest myopia.

Then, he began to wave his arms vigorously, greeting Zhang Sijiu excitedly.

With that look, it was hard to ignore him.

He even couldn't help turning his eyes from Yang County Magistrate to Yang Yuanding.

Zhang Sijiu silently covered his eyes and didn't look at him: If he is like this, won't he really be beaten?Really... no?Is Magistrate Yang's self-cultivation so good?

However, regardless of whether the county magistrate Yang is good at self-cultivation, anyway, he did not give a love education in front of the people on both sides of the strait.

On the contrary, as soon as the boat stopped, Yang Yuanding jumped down like a loach, and then went straight to the big willow tree.

　This is yesterday's update, today's update, at six o'clock in the afternoon~
　　
　
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