The world is full of medicine: the genius doctor Mengfei blows up the sky

Chapter 479 Tea
When Ruan Dalang entered the teahouse, he didn't see anyone calling him.

Because there were only him and a few guys in the empty teahouse, the shopkeeper just let him in and signaled the guys to serve tea.

Although it is next to the Renhe Medical Center, to put it bluntly, Ruan Dalang has never been here before, and this is the first time he has come.

He's not like San Kui.

Sankui can make money by himself, even if his hands and feet are not good, but his handwriting is good. In the whole academy, only his handwriting is very special. It is so neat and free that you can't imitate it even if you want to.

Some people say that if you didn't receive a good education or the guidance of a famous teacher when you were a child, you would never be able to write such characters.But Sankui never explained.

Regardless of his grades, his handwriting is good. Even if he writes slowly, many people are willing to let him copy things. This is a matter of face.

So Sankui occasionally made a lot of money in the academy, but the small money never stopped.

Although Da Lang has good grades, he has nothing particularly outstanding, and his academic performance is not the first, at most he is second in the exam.It is not easy to make money in this academy.

Every penny he spends is given to him by his family. Of course, as his status, he has a monthly allowance, but it is to supplement the family after all, so it can't be spent, can it?

Sankui never broke money in his sleeves, whenever he went out, Jiuli would secretly stuff him with broken silver.Once, when he went to Jiuli's room to pick up his books, he saw a mess of white money piled up on the bed, as much as a hundred taels.Sankui knew that the family was rich.

So he has to spend a small amount of money every day, such as drinking tea here every day. Others are not willing to pay this little money, but he is willing.He felt it was a mood of life.

When Da Lang was sitting here, the waiter brought tea, but he didn't dare to drink it.

A few tea leaves floated in the delicate white porcelain cup, dangling in it, and the occasional scent of tea could be heard, which was very refreshing.

He also chose a seat by the window, next to where Sankui was sitting just now.

He feels that this place is so elegant, and sitting here is a peace of mind, but he knows that this place does not belong to him, at least not for the time being.At that moment, he was so envious of this little cripple, he was so heartless, he was the last one in the exam all day long, and he often came here to be cool, isn't it all the money made by that little fool?
He thought about it again, and felt that he was really worrying unnecessarily. Wasn't it all spent by the little fool voluntarily?He also knows how to coax and deceive.Otherwise, why is no one willing to spend money on him?
If he is also willing to coax, I believe that many girls who are waiting for marriage are willing to give generously to him, but he is still a gentleman, he is not willing to do such a thing.

He tentatively stretched out his hand a few times. He wanted to drink up the tea in front of him, but he didn't dare. The family's income was like that.

Wuniang doesn't have a husband's family yet, and she still wants to buy good clothes to wear; the eighth sister is getting older day by day, and Shiro has been working outside all year round and never came back.Every one of their days is harder than his, and he can't do this.

He withdrew his outstretched hand.

He looked around the empty second floor again, and no one came to look for him, so he stood up and said to Xiaoer not far away, "I heard that a scholar here just came looking for me, so I came up, waited for a while , and no one came. I went back first."

Xiao Er was busy working on him, didn't look up, and didn't respond.

Da Lang turned around and walked down from the second floor. Everyone was busy with their own business, and no one seemed to notice him.He quickly returned to the small field where he had just stood.

(End of this chapter)