Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 98
  Jia Cong left the Yanzheng Yamen, took two soldiers and a few salt workers, and, accompanied by a steward of the Lin family, went to Qihe Tower, the most high-end restaurant in Yangzhou City.

"Steward Xiao Lin, I see that there are some small traders in front of the Yanyuan Yamen who are not looking straight. They are not thinking about the business at all. They seem to be following them." Jia Cong asked suspiciously. After all, he has watched many spy war dramas and still has some knowledge.

Lin Nan's son Lin Chong said with a smile: "What I said is absolutely true. I am the censor of the Salt Patrol, and Yangzhou will tremble three times when he sneezes. How can the local powerful not arrange some eyeliners to keep an eye on the activities of the yamen? It has always been That’s it, let them be.”

Jia Cong nodded.

It's lunch time now, and the Qihe Tower is full of seats. Although the food in this restaurant is expensive, and a simple meal cost only ten taels of silver, it can't stop the enthusiasm of many wealthy and well-to-do people.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, why are you free to visit the shop today? Invite me upstairs." When the shopkeeper saw Lin Zhong coming, he hurriedly came out to greet the guests, nodding and bowing, but his eyes fell on Jia Cong. It was obvious that this handsome man with a sword hanging at his waist The right person is to obey the young man.

"This is our master's nephew, who just came from Shenjing. Mr. Cong of the Rongguo Mansion, you will be happy to serve him."

"Hey, you little guy has a blind eye, but he didn't know that Mr. Cong's visit really made the shop brighter. Mr. Cong, please go upstairs to invite me. Waiter, go and clear out the Hezi Yajian. Why are you so weak-minded? .”

Lin Chong smiled and said: "The four best private rooms in this store are the 'Hexiang Bixiao'. They don't usually entertain guests, but are specially prepared for noble people like me. And the room with the name "He" is the best among them. Offers a sweeping view of Slender West Lake.”

Jia Cong nodded and said, "The shopkeeper is too polite. I'm not here to eat. I just ordered two dishes to take away."

"What are you talking about, Mr. San? You are a noble person, so how can the shop not serve you well? Besides, if you want to order food, why do you have to go there in person? Just ask someone to pass the message, and the shop will be ready and delivered to your house. , so that the third master of labor will not act like a small shop and is ignorant." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, if it weren't for Sister Yinlin, why would I come on this takeaway trip?

Lin Chong smiled and said: "You old ghost is getting better and better at talking. No wonder the business in the store is getting better and better."

"Master Lin, you are wrong. I just respect you all and serve you carefully. I have pity on you and I earn some hard money. I always take care of you, so the business is going well."

After talking on the third floor, Jia Cong saw that there were still a few empty seats in the lobby on the third floor, and next to them were some of the best private rooms. When he opened the window, he could enjoy the beautiful view of Slender West Lake. The boats on the lake were very lively, and they were vaguely blown by the wind. A few strands of silk and bamboo orchestral sounds were sent.

Jia Cong nodded slightly and secretly thought that Jia Lian must have started a whoring business on Slender West Lake at this moment. Wang Xifeng did not allow him to take the girl, and he had not been suffocated to death in the past month.

"You guys sit down too, why are you standing there? There are no outsiders." Jia Cong greeted Lin Zhong and Zhang Yuanba standing aside and greeted them hurriedly.

Several people couldn't shirk it, so they had to sit next to the chairs.

Jia Cong was thinking about the arrangements after Lin Ruhai's death. Now that he is here, he must take care of his uncle's property and ensure that every penny falls into Daiyu's hands. He must not let outsiders take advantage of it.

In addition, after returning to Beijing, how to explain to Sister Bao is a bit of a headache. How about getting a wife back home after a trip? What does Sister Bao think? No matter how generous she is, she will definitely be angry to death, and she will even think that she is disrespectful and has other ideas, which will be difficult to handle.

When several people saw Jia Cong deep in thought, they didn't dare to disturb him and sat quietly.

Suddenly I heard voices coming from a table at the door.

"Mr. Xiangyan, please. This time it was all thanks to your wonderful hands that I brought you back to life. Zhuo Jing just saved a small life. You are a blessing to my whole family. I would like to express my respect to you. Please drink this cup to the full." One person said. said earnestly. "You are so polite, Mr. Li. Madam, you are just suffering from a minor illness. It is only because of repeated improper treatment that the illness has become more and more serious. The student is just cured by chance. How dare you talk about being brought back to life." One person said modestly.

The person in front of me sighed: "Sir, you are really being too modest. Not only is your medical skill superb, but your medical ethics are also admirable. My wife stayed on the bed for half a year, and I saw countless good doctors in Yangzhou City. They made prescriptions and medicines, and spent hundreds of money in vain. If you don't see any improvement, you won't be able to tell people.

But I didn’t expect that my husband actually had the art of rejuvenation. One dose of the medicine took effect. Now after taking four or five doses, I am mostly cured and my energy is much stronger. It only costs one or two silver dollars for the medicine. Sir, my magic skills are amazing. Sincerely convinced. "As he said that, he took out two large ingots of silver and forced them to the doctor.

The doctor refused to accept his words, saying only that doctors are benevolent and not for profit.

In the room, Jia Cong suddenly raised his head, pointed outside, and said, "There seems to be a brilliant doctor."

Lin Zhong sighed and said: "It's just a wandering doctor, how can he be so clever? We have already invited all the famous doctors in Jiangnan Province, and... sigh."

Jia Cong sighed and nodded, but he didn't give up after all. Since he met him, there was nothing to lose by asking, so he got up and walked out.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

"Sir, are you proficient in medical skills?" Jia Cong saw that the two people had a big belly and a rich look on their faces. They were obviously from gentry families.

The other one is about forty years old, his hair is meticulously combed, and he is wearing a blue and blue coarse cloth robe, which has been washed to white. He is tall and thin, with a clear face and piercing eyes, which makes him look like a fairy. mean.

When the gentleman saw that Jia Cong was not only richly dressed, but also accompanied by his own soldiers, he came out of the crane-shaped room. He quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said, "You are polite, sir. This Mr. Xiangyan has great medical skills."

Mr. Xiangyan also stood up to greet him: "Liu Yuanwai has been praised too much. The students only know a little bit about it, and they dare not say that they are proficient."

Jia Cong smiled slightly and sat down without any courtesy. He then asked the two of them to sit down and said, "Don't you dare to ask me your surname?"

Mr. Xiangyan saw that Jia Cong was very ordinary, so he did not dare to be indifferent and said politely: "Master Meng asked me, the student's surname is Ye, and his given name has the character Gui."

Jia Cong was slightly disappointed. He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he heard his elders talk about famous doctors in ancient times, such as Zhang Zhongjing, Li Shizhen, Sun Simiao, Qian Yi, etc., but they definitely did not have the name Ye Gui. He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Then he asked casually: "I wonder where Sir's fairyland is? Is the medical skill passed down from family to master?"

"The student is from Wuxian County, Jiangsu Province. He learned some superficial medical skills from his father when he was young, and later he learned from several teachers. Unfortunately, his qualifications are dull and he only knows a little about it now," said Ye Gui.

Jia Cong nodded, showing no interest at all. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he suddenly thought of a person. Judging by the time, he seemed to be from this era and was also from Jiangsu.

The key is that this person's surname is also Ye, and he is an extremely famous doctor throughout the ages. He hurriedly asked: "There is a famous doctor named Ye in Jiangsu. His name is Ye Tianshi. Do you know him, sir?"

Before Mr. Xiangyan could answer, Mr. Li started laughing.

(End of this chapter)