After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Ying Bao sized her up and pointed to the stool opposite the table: "Sit down, I'll check your pulse."

Dongmei sat down as promised, and stretched out her wrist.

Ying Bao took her pulse, looked at her complexion, and asked, "Is there still lochia?"

Dongmei shook her head, "I feel refreshed recently."

Yingbao spread out the paper and wrote the prescription: "I'll give you another medicine, take it for a few days to strengthen it, your body is weak and you need to take good care of it."

"What the little doctor said is true." Mrs. Zhang said from the side: "I would also like to thank the little doctor for curing my daughter. Then, can you sell us another jar of rootless water?"

She asked the shopkeeper in front just now, but he said that there was no rootless water.

Ying Bao glanced at her, "Of course, you still need to use that water for decocting medicine." It seems that the pupil spring is indeed useful.

After writing the prescription, he handed it to Zhang's mother and daughter, and asked them to wait in the front shop. Yingbao went to the kitchen and poured the Pupil Spring into a clean jar.

Erni ran over and asked, "Yingbao, the female patient said she wanted to buy rootless water, you..."

Looking down, the little cousin pointed to a water jar on the ground: "Take it, this is rootless water."

Erni picked up the water jug, and looked at the big water tank again, feeling guilty for no reason.

Two days later, all the preserved fruits made at home were sold out, but Jiang Quan bought another [-] catties of preserved fruits and some candied fruit from other places.

"Yingbao, let's prepare more gift boxes. It will definitely be more popular during the Chinese New Year than now." Jiang Quan said while distributing preserved fruits: "I see that there are gift boxes in other pastry shops, and the paintings on the boxes are lovely. Looks good."

He glanced at his little cousin: "You only write and don't draw, and the gift box is not festive at all."

Ying Bao said unhappily: "I have never learned to draw, how about you come?"

"I can't draw well." Jiang Quan sighed, and suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng: "Brother, don't you know how to draw? It will be yours to draw in the future."

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to nod: "I'll try first."

He had studied painting with his master for several years, but the master said that his paintings were dull, brightly colored, and devoid of spirituality, so he stopped painting much.

Copying brushes and painting again, I still painted those rich figures, flowers and birds, which unexpectedly fit the gift box.

Jiang Quan took a look at the big brother's paintings, and said pleasantly: "It's better than the paintings on the gift boxes of pastry shops, big brother, I will leave all the drawings on these gift boxes to you in the future."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the piles of bamboo and wooden boxes, and resolutely refused: "I can't draw!"

Occasionally, it’s okay to paint some, but if you want to leave it all to him, he can’t finish the painting even if he doesn’t eat or drink.

Drawing a picture is not like writing. You can just write it casually, but it requires several steps such as drawing and coloring. It is not bad to be able to draw three pictures in an hour.

There are hundreds of gift boxes piled up in this room, and hundreds of pictures have to be drawn, and he feels his scalp numb just thinking about it.

Yingbao: "Why don't you invite others, the calligraphy and paintings of the students from the opposite county are good, if you invite them to draw, it will definitely save time and effort."

Students should be able to draw this soulless picture of prosperity and auspiciousness.

Jiang Quan shook his head quickly when he heard that: "Those are all scholars, how could they draw this thing for you."

"Painting fixed small paintings, each set costs ten cents, there must be someone willing to do it."

Yingbao: "If you don't believe me, write a letter of invitation and post it outside, so that someone will come to ask."

Jiang Quan thought so too, found a piece of uncut paper, and wrote on it: Hire a painter to draw auspicious and wishful small paintings, each with eight characters.

Then stick this piece of paper on the door.

In the afternoon, a few waves of students passed by the door of the shop, saw the invitation letter posted at the door, smiled at each other, and left one after another.

However, on the second day, a scholar really came to ask about drawing.

Jiang Quan said the request, and the scholar asked, "Are the pens, inks, paper and paints all from your home?"

"That's natural, but if it is damaged, you have to pay for it." Jiang Quan didn't want to take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he didn't draw a few pictures in the end, it would be a big loss.

The scholar nodded: "Xiaosheng is willing to try."

Jiang Quan and his eldest brother looked at each other and said, "Then please follow me to the backyard to draw."

It is impossible for him to give the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to a stranger to take away. If he wants to paint, please paint in the shop.

The scholar nodded, followed Jiang Quan to the backyard, and stood by a table under the porch.

The table is used by Yingbao, with pens, inks, paper and inkstones and paints, and it is just for the scholar to draw at the moment.

The scholar sat down on the chair by the table, took a look at the small piece of paper that had been cut out, and picked up the pen to start drawing.

First draw a picture of flowers and a full moon, then draw a picture of peonies and wealth, and then draw a picture of five sons enrolling in the imperial examination, and a picture of more than every year.

There are generally these four types on the packaging of ordinary commodities, and they will be drawn according to these four types in the future.

The scholar's drawing speed is very fast, and the coloring is bold and bright. Although there is no artistic conception, it is already very good.

Jiang Quan nodded: "That's right, that's it. But you can't just draw, you have to write too."

"Draw it first and then write together." The scholar didn't hesitate, and drew a few more pictures one after another. He didn't start to write in the blank space of the picture until he made up ten pictures.

Of course, it is not to write poems and songs, but to write product introductions and names of origins.

Until it got dark, the scholar finally completed ten small pictures, received the eighty coins from Jiang Quan, and wandered back to the county school opposite.

Jiang Quan flipped through the ten small pictures with a painful expression on his face, and muttered: "These ten small pictures cost eighty Wen, Ying Bao, why don't we draw pictures, let's write."

Yingbao: "Writing requires someone to write, and I can't stay here forever. I'm afraid I can't do it alone by my elder brother. That scholar is good at writing and painting, and it's not bad to use him."

"Oh, just use it." Jiang Quan thought about it too.

Collect the small picture and put it aside alone.Ask: "When will you go back to collect the golden ears, Ying Bao?"

He can't wait to put a batch of golden ears in the store for sale.

"I'll go back after Xiaojie takes a rest."

Yingbao didn't visit Wu Daozi at the county government office during this time, because the county magistrate was busy at the end of the year and didn't have time to receive her as a child.Second also because he was busy, so he didn't bother.

But the younger brother Xiaojie will take a rest soon, and she has to pick him up and go home.

Of course it is not the home in the village, but the home in Plum Blossom Lane.

Fast forward to September [-]th, Jiang Quan drove his carriage to the gate of the county government early in the morning to pick up his little cousin.

After picking up my cousin, I went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and meat, and went back to make a big meal.

"Second brother, the teacher asked what specialties our shop has, and he wants to buy some to take back to his hometown." Xiaojie asked the second cousin.

Jiang Quan's eyes lit up when he heard that, "That's too much. Golden ear fungus is a must in our village. The rest, candied fruit and chestnut cake with crispy skin are all specialties of our shop."

"Puffy chestnut cake?" It was the first time Xiaojie heard about this dessert, and asked curiously, "Who made it? Is it delicious?"

Jiang Quan: "Your sister's cooking is of course delicious."

In the past few days, Yingbao and Erni often went to the dim sum shop, pretending to buy dim sum and staying there for a long time.

Taking advantage of her young age and not being noticed by others, Yingbao finally learned how to make chestnut cake secretly.

"She made a lot of chestnut cakes at home yesterday, and they are delicious. When you go back tonight, just take some for your teacher to try."

Jiang Quan brought a lot of chestnuts from home, but he didn't know how to sell them.

In the end, it was the little cousin who figured out a way to learn how to make meringue chestnut cakes.