Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Yan Qing was treating patients in the medical clinic when he saw Hua Qiong and Zhao Ting'an walking in aggressively.

Wang Er glanced at it and quickly lowered his head, pretending not to see it.

"Yanqing!"

Hua Qiong stood in front of the table, her eyes burning, as if she wanted to burn Yan Qing through.

Yan Qing slowly put down the medicinal materials in his hand, then picked up the medical book to read, still looking at the two of them out of the corner of his eye.

Hua Qiong looked at Yanqing's indifferent attitude, walked around the counter, took the medical book from Yanqing's hand, and looked at him.

Yanqing also remained silent.

"Want to renege?"

Wang Er on the side was frightened. Yan Qing waved his hand and Wang Er immediately retreated.

"I have practiced countless medicines, but others are the only ones who are grateful to me."

Hua Qiong turned to look at him with a smile.

"Doctor Yan, you have saved countless lives and have superb medical skills. I deeply admire you. To repay you, we are doing what we can."

us. .

Yan Qing felt very unhappy after hearing these two words. He glanced at Zhao Ting'an next to him calmly, and then smiled.

"Why do Qiong'er say that? We have known each other for a long time. It's out of the question to say anything about repayment."

Hua Qiong had goosebumps all over her body, wondering why Yanqing said such disgusting words today.

However, he continued to follow his words: "Of course I don't see the outside world, but I don't know if the medicinal materials I need to prepare a few days ago are all ready?"

It turned out to be for this matter.

"You come with me."

Yan Qing took Hua Qiong to the outside of a house. Before he entered, the smell of medicine inside had already seeped out.

Take off the lock and go in. There are all kinds of packaged medicinal materials inside.

Hua Qiong was suddenly moved.

"I didn't expect you to be so dedicated, I will definitely..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qing pointed to a dusty old wooden box in the house, and ordered someone to open it. There were only some messy medicine scraps inside.

Zhao Tingan's expression changed.

"What did you just say?"

Looking at the medicinal materials in the box, Hua Qiong smiled and bowed deeply to Yan Qing before Yan Qing could explain.

"I know that Mr. Yan's medical clinic has countless patients every day, and there are a fixed number of medicinal materials used. It is not easy to leave these for us."

"It's just that I don't know the medicinal materials. I don't know what medicine is in the box?"

"They are all medicines for warming up the body. I know the principles of the medicine you mentioned last time. Although these medicines are not of the highest quality, they all have the same effect."

Zhao Ting'an took a step forward and couldn't help but ask: "I didn't have any of the promised medicinal materials, but I gave them a bunch of these useless things!"

"Ting'an, don't be rude!"

"I hope Doctor Yan will forgive me for what I said."

Zhao Ting'an looked at Hua Qiong's respectful look, stopped looking at Yan Qing, and retreated behind Hua Qiong without saying a word.

Yan Qing took a bag of silver from his waist and gave it back to Hua Qiong.

"These medicinal materials don't cost so much silver, so you can take the rest."

Hua Qiong put away the money bag, asked someone to carry the old old wooden box to the courtyard, put it together with the dried dates and a small amount of dried flowers that she had brought before, and walked out of the hospital without saying a word.

Repeat this three times silently in your mind, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Looking at the silent Hua Qiong, Zhao Tingan didn't know how to comfort him.

So he kept slandering Yan Qing, saying that this kid had no good intentions from the beginning. He said he wanted to help, but in the end he gave him a big discount on what he gave. This was obviously deliberately making things difficult for him and Qiong'er to retreat.

Hua Qiong walked aimlessly on the street, and didn't come to her senses until she bumped into an oncoming pedestrian.

Zhao Ting'an was so distressed that she didn't know what to do.

There is a long road ahead, but now there is no place for the two of them.

I hate myself even more for being incompetent.

Hua Qiong raised her head and looked around, and Li's clothing store came into view.

Ready-to-wear. .cloth. . .

Fabric left!
Hua Qiong rang a sound and immediately strode into the store full of energy.

I remembered that when I first came to Baizhen, I first dealt with Shopkeeper Wang who bought leather. Although Shopkeeper Li from the clothing store was also an old acquaintance of Zhao Ting'an's late uncle.

There's no guarantee that he won't be as embarrassed as the Leather King shopkeeper.

Now that I have nothing, there is no point in thinking too much.

It is said to be a ready-made clothing store, but in fact there are many fabrics laid out for customers to choose from.

There are ready-made clothes, but not much.

Hua Qiong rubbed her hands and prepared to call someone, but she heard pleading coming from the shop.

"Shopkeeper Li, please, my son is seriously ill and if we don't have money for treatment, he really won't survive!"

"Fang Xiuniang, it's not that I don't give you an advance payment. There is no such thing in the world that I should give you money just to see you pity."

A woman's sad cry came from the store.

"Shopkeeper Li, please! I used to be a horse to repay your kindness!"

"When I saw you pitifully and took you in as an embroiderer, you have already treated me like a cow or a horse. I have been extremely kind to you. You can't always hold me alone. You'd better go and ask elsewhere as soon as possible to delay you. It’s not good to treat your son’s illness!” “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… Shopkeeper Li… I don’t have any other relatives here…”

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

I saw a woman wearing a blue dress with numerous patches being pushed out from the house. Her face was stained with tears, and she kept turning back to beg.

Shopkeeper Li suddenly smiled like spring when he saw the guests, and ignored Fang Xiu Niang. Fang Xiu Niang had no choice but to leave with sobs.

It seems that this person is not hard-hearted.

Upon seeing this, Hua Qiong smiled and started chatting with Shopkeeper Li.

"You don't want fabrics for ready-made clothes, but why do you want some rags?"

Shopkeeper Li looked Hua Qiong up and down. Although this female lord was dressed in simple clothes, she had a special temperament. She was neither like the family members of the government nor the poor people.

"I'm not just for fun, Shopkeeper Li. I really want some rags, as long as they can be worn around my waist."

"The female lord was joking, such rags are usually made into sachets."

"If it is to be worn around the waist, it needs to be soft and durable. Not to mention the different quality of rags, it takes a lot of effort to make, and even if it is made, the quality will not be very good."

Shopkeeper Li was still an enthusiastic person and did tell some things that Hua Qiong had not considered. Unfortunately, he was too shy.

“I wonder how to sell the cloth in the store?”

"A piece of cheesecloth costs 440 cents, and a piece of linen cloth costs 400 cents."

"A piece of fine cotton silk costs 1800 yuan, and a piece of medium-cut silk silk costs 1400 yuan."

"There are many types of fabrics in the store, these are some of the commonly used ones."

Hua Qiong followed Shopkeeper Li and looked at all the fabrics in the store.

It seems that it is impossible not to buy finished fabric, which will increase the cost.

Moreover, these cloths are not patterned, only the texture of the cloth itself.

Hua Qiong was not in a hurry to buy. After leaving the store, she asked Zhao Ting'an carefully about the situation of the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.

"This is a rare big day in the year. Lords and attendants of various families will come to the temple to pray to God. Even the current empress will send people to the capital to preside over the heavenly ceremony. All kinds of goods are gathered together, which is really eye-catching. Eye-catching."

"Did you just say that they still go to the temple to pray?"

"Yes, because everyone goes to the temple, it was very difficult to get a spot to sell goods in front of the temple in the past, and many people got into fights. Now the government no longer allows selling in front of the temple."

Hua Qiong was thoughtful.

"My uncle and I will place goods on various roads leading to the temple, and we should continue to do so this year."

Zhao Ting'an seemed to have thought of something and slapped his thigh, "Qiong'er! Don't we still have some high-quality dried dates that can be sold!"

"We can do without the ash that Yanqing gave us!"

Hua Qiong shook her head, thinking carefully: "Although those things are really hard to put on the table, they are effective anyway, and we spent money to buy them, so we have to find a way to sell them."

"Don't worry Ting'an, I already have an idea."

"Now, come with me to see where you used to sell your goods."

Although the heaven-sacrifice ceremony has not yet begun, many merchants have already occupied their positions, but they have not put out their goods.

Fortunately, no one came to the place where Zhao Ting'an and his uncle put up a party to sell their goods in the past.

This is the street leading to the temple. It stands to reason that no one would want such a good location.

Zhao Ting'an sighed: "My uncle was a strong man. Although he made many friends in his early years, he also had many opponents. His death must not have reached those people's ears, otherwise they would not be willing to let it go."

"Oh, then we must not let others know about this."

While the two were talking, a man came over.

"Ting'an?"

The two of them followed the sound and saw a rugged man standing in front of them.

Zhao Ting'an shouted in surprise: "Uncle Wu Biao! You are here too!"

"Hey! Silly boy, long time no see, you've grown a lot taller! You're already here, and your uncle must be here too. Where are you staying now? It's been a long time since we had a good drink."

Zhao Tingan lowered his head with red eyes.

Wu Biao saw this and asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

Hua Qiong said at this time: "Brother Wu, Uncle Zhao is ill and is recuperating at home. This year, Ting'an will be sent to sell goods."

Zhao Tingan lowered his head and said nothing, tears falling continuously.

Wu Biao suddenly felt something bad and immediately asked: "Boy, what disease does Brother Zhao have? You should speak up!"

Hua Qiong couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Ting'an is just a child after all.

So he explained aloud: "Mr. Zhao's condition has stabilized. He just encountered some robbers on his way home and suffered some injuries. He is currently recovering at home."

Wu Biao understood that although the government government suppresses bandits every year, there are bandits every year.

"The robbers are vicious and cunning, you should also be careful."

Zhao Ting'an nodded, Wu Biao patted his back and asked with concern: "Where will you place your goods this year?"

Warning bells rang in Hua Qiong's heart. She must not have the intention of harming others and must have the intention of guarding against others.

She stepped forward, took Zhao Tingan's hand, and shook it.

"Uncle has placed his trust in us and asked us to handle the goods. We must not let him down. We have our own place. It is at the place where we were last year. Uncle Wu, you must be familiar with it if you can find it here."

Only then did Wu Biao see Hua Qiong clearly. He was just talking to Zhao Ting'an when he originally thought it was the two unlucky boys from Brother Zhao's family who came over. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a female lord, and he couldn't help but feel up and down.

"You are so young and you want to do business?"

Before she could answer, Wu Biao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, even though you are young, if someone wants to bully you, you have to consider who I am."