Nongmen pretty doctor girl

Chapter 65 Recurrence of Leg Injury
When the girl heard his words, she opened her mouth in a daze and didn't close it for a long while.

Wen Shan pursed his lips and snickered, grabbed his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, "Okay, I'm not mad at you, let's go, I have to go to the old shopkeeper today to see how your leg is recovering ?”

"En." Tang Qingshu nodded, "I'll go and talk to Master, and I'll go with you."

Wen Shan nodded, and when Tang Qingshu left, his eyes fell on the girl's face.

The girl was interested in Tang Qingshu.

Tang Qingshu is tall and handsome, with sword-like brows and a righteous body. Everyone thinks that he is a person who can be entrusted to everyone. The girl wanted to take advantage of the time when he was studying with her father and wanted to have a long-term relationship, but she didn't expect that the other party had already Marriage, the daughter-in-law also came to the door.

The girl glared at Wen Shan, and wanted to cry aggrievedly, but she had nothing to say, and turned to leave.

Wen Shan sighed for a long time, thinking to himself, you have to watch Tang Qingshu closely, such a good-looking man is easy to be targeted by others.

After waiting for a while, Tang Qingshu came out with a small bag in his hand.

Wen Shan asked: "Your master is so kind to you? Do you have anything to give before you leave?"

"I worked here for a few days, and he wanted to pay me wages, but I didn't. I asked for some tools for building a house." I only worked here for a few days, and the wages were not much.He asked for some old tools.

The old tools were kept there, and if Tang Qingshu wanted them, the old craftsman would give them to him.

When they came to Baokang Hall, the young apprentices were already familiar with them, and led them into the inner hall to wait for the old shopkeeper to come.

As soon as the old shopkeeper came in, he had a few shabby words with them, and then he gave Tang Qingshu a pulse.

After checking the pulse, the old shopkeeper's complexion gradually became heavy.

"What have you done these days? It's not good, but it's back to the original state?"

Wen Shan's complexion immediately changed, and he said urgently: "Old shopkeeper, my husband has been working in the craftsman's house during this period, is it because he is too tired that his legs are not good?"

"That's not the reason." Tang Qingshu said solemnly.

Wen Shan was in a hurry, "If it's not the reason, then what is the reason? I've said it all. If you want to build a house, you need to heal your leg first. This leg healed up with difficulty, and then it relapsed. Will your leg heal or not?!"

"Mrs. Tang, don't worry, your husband's leg didn't relapse because of fatigue, and his leg will definitely recover. Mr. Tang's body is stronger than ordinary people, and the second time I showed him it was almost eradicated. This time It's back to the original state again, it feels like the poison before taking the medicine..." The old shopkeeper paused, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, if you are careful this time, it will be cured."

Wen Shan sighed helplessly, looked sideways at Tang Qingshu worriedly, and said, "I don't feel sorry for Yinzi, but I feel sorry for you. My legs have been bad all the time. It's not easy for you to hunt and build a house. The mountain road is rough. If you can't stand still, What should I do if something happens? Besides, you are so good-looking, and it is a fly in the ointment that you are limping because of your bad legs. "

The first few sentences made Tang Qingshu's heart soften, but the latter sentence was superfluous.

The old shopkeeper smiled and said nothing.

"I'll pay attention." Tang Qingshu said.

Wen Shan gently nodded.

The old shopkeeper wanted to give Tang Qingshu an injection, and Wen Shan was kicked out again.

In the lobby, there is a slight smell of various herbs.

Wen Shan suddenly remembered what the old shopkeeper said just now. He said that Tang Qingshu's legs suddenly returned to normal, as if he was ill, and he didn't take medicine, so the illness relapsed.

Could it be that Tang Qingshu's leg injury recurred because he didn't eat her cooking in Feng'an Mansion these days?

Perhaps, there is such a possibility.

The gentle chef's ability has its own healing ability. If you keep eating it, as long as the effect is right, the disease will be much better. If the effect is not right, eating it will not be harmful to the body.

In other words, as long as Tang Qingshu persisted in eating the food she cooked, coupled with the old shopkeeper's treatment, he would get better soon!
Thinking that Tang Qingshu's leg would recover soon, Wen Shan felt much more at ease.

She came to the door of Tang Qingshu's acupuncture room, and shouted to the people inside: "Qingshu, I'm going to my second brother-in-law's side, and I'll come back to see you later."

"En." Tang Qingshu in the room responded lightly.

Wen Shan left Baokang Hall and went to Ruan's shop.

The weather was so hot that the people in Feng'an Mansion were reluctant to go out, and there were even few hawkers on the roadside.

Wen Shan bought an oiled paper umbrella, and went to Ruan's shop to protect himself from the scorching sun.

This time when I came to Ruan's shop, the shop was not as lively as it was the first time I saw it. There were customers in the shop, but very few. Ruan Dongye sat at the counter and skewered the ingredients.

"Guest, you want to eat... brother and sister!" Ruan Dongye thought it was a guest, but when he looked up and saw Wen Shan, Ruan Dongye became excited.

Ruan's father and Ruan's mother, who were busy in the back room, hurried out when they heard the voice.

"Shanniang is here. The sun is so bright today, so she must be very thirsty. Come here and let the wind be cooler. Sit here, and I will make you a pot of good tea." Mother Ruan said enthusiastically.

After Wen Shan was pressed on the chair, she smiled helplessly: "Aunt Ruan, you don't have to be so polite, I'm not an outsider."

Ruan Dongye scratched his head embarrassedly.

Wen Shan looked around the shop and asked, "How was the business during the time I wasn't here?"

"Business was very good in the first three days of opening, but now it only earns about three taels a day at most." Ruan Dongye said dejectedly.

Wen Shan asked suspiciously: "Is it because you didn't cook well? Everyone's freshness has passed so quickly?"

Ruan Dongye shook his head, "We just boil vegetables in the lobby for seasoning, and other colleagues bring customers to come to eat. While waiting, we will see how to cook vegetables, and we will do this in our own shop on the fourth day. Now there are three in the west of the city, and three in the south of the city. There are two, and there are three in the north of the city. Today, there is a shop across the street from us that does this. Shanniang, maybe we shouldn’t have moved the kitchen to the lobby.”

The practice of Mala Tang is simple, and it is indeed easy to learn.

"Shopkeeper, don't be discouraged. Although there are several Malatang restaurants in Feng'an Mansion, yours is the best. I'm in the east of the city, and I come to your place to eat." A guest said.

Ruan Dongye thanked him gratefully.

"Second brother-in-law, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. We cook delicious food. However, so many people cook this, even if it is not as good as ours, but some people want to eat it, and if they don't want to go so far, they will choose to eat nearby. We will still divide up some guests."

Wen Shan lowered his eyebrows in deep thought, thinking about how to solve the problem in front of him, turned his head to look at the guest just now, and asked, "Brother, how does our Malatang taste?"

"It tastes good, but it's not spicy enough. I like spicy food very much, but yours is not spicy enough. Every time I have to ask the boss for two raw peppers." The guest shook his head and took a bite of the raw peppers.

(End of this chapter)