Jinghua little cook

Chapter 163 Medicinal Chicken

The lock cylinders of Fusheng Jinlu locks made by Songji Locksmith Shop in Xishi are complex and strong, and they are the first choice for the purchase of warehouse locks in various palaces.

Lu Xiling picked up a large lock and weighed it in her hand.

Well, Mrs. Wen's good wife and mistress undoubtedly recommend this locksmith, which is really good.

The only downside is that it's too conspicuous.

Just imagine, if there is a thief at home in the middle of the night, the thief doesn't need to think about the value of the private property in that room, as the lock with the size of a fist reflects light, and it is clear at a glance.

Lu Xiling sneered slightly.

The clerk in the store bared his teeth and said pleasantly: "The little lady often comes, I will give the lady a cheaper price."

Lu Xiling smiled, put down the big lock, and continued to look at other styles.

Where has she been here before? It's just that the young man can talk and act like a philistine.

"How much is this?" Lu Xiling asked.

The ones placed in the corner are the most inconspicuous ones, brown lock body, palm size, double-layer locks, much more low-key than the previous ones, and seem to have a higher safety factor.

The young man stepped forward and took the lock, looked at it twice, and said, "Fifty money."

"What about the bigger one?" Lu Xiling pointed at Fusheng Jinlusuo.

"That costs a hundred dollars."

It's twice as expensive.

"Apart from the different styles of these two locks, is there any difference in the lock cylinder?"

"Of course it's different!" The man laughed and introduced: "The lock cylinder of the Fusheng Jinlu lock is deeper and more complicated, but the one in the little lady's hand is a little simpler."

"What about the lock material?"

"It's all made of copper."

Lu Xiling nodded.

In this way, the difference in price is the lock cylinder and style, and maybe there is a price difference of [-] Wen in the name of the lock.

They are all in business, and Lu Xiling is well aware of the importance of a good name for a product.

However, because she also does business, she doesn't pay much attention to the name, but pays more attention to the price and quality.

Lu Xiling thought that if she chose based on cost performance, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

Even if the lock cylinder is simpler, it doesn't matter, it is a double layer of protection.

If all of them were thieves, it can only be said that she was destined for such a catastrophe, or her head was kicked unconscious by a donkey.

Not to mention the lock, even the smart lock in the previous life has the disadvantage of being cracked. Everyone buys the lock picture for peace of mind, and for delaying time.

Just as Lu Xiling was about to pay, there was a lot of noise from the next door, which made the shop assistants lose their mood to collect money.

Lu Xiling probed to the next door, and it turned out to be a medical clinic.

The clerk took the money, wrapped the lock in a purse and handed it to Lu Xiling. Seeing that the patient next door was still crying, he couldn't help but sigh.

There was a bit of sympathy and a bit of numbness in that expression.

It seems that this is not the first medical trouble he has seen.

"I don't know what kind of disease it is, why the doctor didn't come out to have a look."

The waiter sighed again, and said: "The doctor is benevolent, if the doctor can cure it, will this be the case?"

"Who knows what kind of disease they are suffering from? I heard that recently, many people have high fevers, feel weak all over, and are tired all day long, just like..."

"Ahem, it's like a ghost is crushing you." The man whispered, "It's rumored that the new emperor was not orthodox and provoked the wrath of the heavens, and that's why the heavens fell ill. Alas—the gods fight, it's so painful. They are all common people."

"Little lady, let me just say that the frontier fortress is not stable, and the capital is also sick. Isn't this the wrath of the sky or what?"

"It's a coincidence that my lady came today. I'm going to close the shop tomorrow. I'm doing business next to the medical hall. Now I'm very scared——"

After listening to the waiter's words, Lu Xiling tightened her purse and went out without saying a word.

The crying in her ear made it impossible for her to pretend nothing happened.

The old man had difficulty breathing, his eyes were deeply sunken, and his skinny body was pressed heavily on the stretcher.

On both sides of the stretcher were his sons and daughters. The son was making trouble, and the daughter was howling.

Look at the people with words in their mouths.

Some people feel pitiful.

"It's so miserable. A few days ago, the old man was able to walk to see a doctor, but he can't get up today. What kind of illness is this?"

Some people find it disgusting.

"Stay away! Stay away! These people may be carrying some bad luck and disease! Be careful before infecting us!"

The door slammed shut.

Lu Xiling passed by with a blank expression, and stopped when she walked to the pharmacy on the next street.

Stockpiling supplies is indispensable to hoarding medicine.

After bringing another large bag of herbs home, Lu Xiling entered the kitchen.

Even when you enter the kitchen, you can't feel at ease. There are so many diners in the restaurant every day, maybe someone is sick.

It's not that she dislikes it, but in this era when anyone with a fever can be brought on by a dog, she really has to guard against it.

When Liang Chen returned from delivering the dishes, he lifted the curtain and accidentally stepped on the Chinese medicine at the door, paused, took two steps back in a hurry, and looked at Lu Xiling in a daze.

The aggrieved little expression is like a child who has done something bad and was caught by an adult.

"It's traditional Chinese medicine, and it won't break if you step on it."

Liang Chen breathed out slightly, and asked again in a flash: "Sister A Ling, what are you doing with these medicines? Are you sick?"

There are quite a lot of patients in the city recently.

Lu Xiling shook her head: "If you're not sick, you can't buy some traditional Chinese medicine? Have you heard of medicinal food?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't eaten it." Liang Chen smiled, his complexion was rosy, and he was full of energy.

Lu Xiling was very pleased to see it.

Food tonic is really useful, look at the two children in their family, one looks better than the other.

On the contrary, it was her who suffered from insomnia and dreamy nights, and sweated all over her body despite being excited during the day, and lost at least three catties of water during the dog days.

Lu Xiling smiled and said, "I'll make up for you tonight and call your mother too. I have something important to say tonight."

The important thing is to have some hard dishes.

Lu Xiling didn't worry about cooking, but packed her own medicine packs first.

"30g of Suanzaoren, 9g of Polygala, 3g of Licorice, 10g of Anemarrhena, 6g of Poria, 6g of Chuanxiong, 3g of Coptidis, 6g of Paeoniae Alba, 6g of Ejiao."

A bag of 9 samples is packaged.

The doctor said, drink it for ten days and a half months, you can sleep well at night, you can't get up during the day, it nourishes the skin, and relieves panic.

Bean Sprout smiled after hearing this, "I think you are lovesick. You can't sleep because you think about the Second Highness day and night."

"Bah!" Lu Xiling spat and laughed, "Besides, I won't give you something delicious tonight."

"What's delicious? Chinese medicine? Then I'd rather not eat it."

Lu Xiling pinched her waist and said, "Don't regret it if you don't eat it! Besides, if you want to eat it, you are a puppy!"

In the evening, the door was closed.

Aunt Li's mourning was over, and she hadn't had a proper meal for several days, and she couldn't bear it when she entered the door.

"What a delicious smell! It looks like chicken? It also looks like pork!"

Aunt Li had only taken two steps when she saw a child at the door of the kitchen pleading for sympathy and love.

"What's the matter? Why don't you go in and light the fire for Sister A Ling?"

Bean Sprout felt bitter and could not express: Wang——

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　Thanks to the treasures who have supported this book all the time, I don’t know what I can give back to you, the coding time is too unstable, sorry and sorry.

　　I have been thinking about how to make up for everyone. Although the best way to thank the readers is to be tired of the author, but I am afraid that my body will really be tired, so I will give away the first three Baozi members who leave a message?How to send me do not understand, qq?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)