The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Gu Jiao went to the hospital.

Today is the day for the follow-up consultation with the mysterious big man, and the other party has been waiting in Huichuntang early.

This time, he didn't let anyone clear the hospital.

Gu Jiao was a little late to say goodbye to Xiao Liulang, so she asked the other party to wait for a while.

The face of the young guard beside him was completely dark: "Hmph, you are the first one who dares to let my grandfather wait!"

Gu Jiao spread her hands: "Oh, what an honor."

The youth guard turned his face away.

Gu Jiao entered the room.

The man wore a veiled bamboo hat to hide his face, but the noble and noble bearing of the first instance could not be concealed.

There were still two gentlemen with a feminine temperament beside him.

After seeing her a few times, the servants have long been used to Gu Jiao's rudeness. Seeing that Gu Jiao didn't even show courtesy when she saw their father, she just sat down. sentence.

There is no other reason for this. My grandfather's illness was really cured by this little girl!

Gu Jiao gave him a total of three injections of benzathine penicillin, one injection every seven days, the last injection was completed last month, and he came here today for a review.

Gu Jiao took his pulse and checked.

"Am I healed?" The man's voice couldn't hide the joy.

Gu Jiao took off the gloves and said to him: "It seems that the recovery is good at present, but it takes two years to not relapse to be considered a complete cure, and follow-up is unwell."

"Uh..." The man was silent.

Gu Jiao noticed that his mood was different from the previous day: "What's wrong? Can't follow up?"

The man smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm leaving."

"Oh." Gu Jiao was not surprised, his accent didn't look like a local, maybe not even from Youzhou, he came from a farther place, Gu Jiao couldn't guess where it was.

The man said cheerfully: "But I believe that I have been cured by the girl. I take the liberty to ask the girl, you are so skilled in medicine, I don't know where you are from?"

Gu Jiao said, "I have many teachers."

This is the truth. In her previous life, she studied medicine in a university and a research institute, and then entered the research institute. There are indeed many teachers who have taught her.

A man is not a person without eyesight, since Gu Jiao didn't want to talk more about this topic, he didn't ask any more, he said: "Thank you girl for curing my illness, I have one more thing here today, that is I hope I can solemnly thank the girl."

"You've already paid the consultation fee, so you don't need to say thank you..." Gu Jiao was halfway through when she saw the man took a brocade box from the servant and put it on the table.

The brocade box is not ordinary at first glance.

Gu Jiao switched seamlessly: "If you really want to give a thank you gift, I can only accept it reluctantly."

The servants have no eyes to see, you, you have the ability and a little more backbone, continue to say you don't want it!

The man smiled leniently and pushed the brocade box to Gu Jiao's hand.

Gu Jiao opened it and saw that it was an exquisitely carved jadeite folding fan.

Gu Jiao took the fan in her hand, it felt a little cold to the touch, and the jade was clear, it was really a good fan.

"Do you like it?" the man asked.

Gu Jiao hesitated.

People are dumbfounded, aren't they, fans made of Millennium Hanyu, don't you like them?

"If you don't like it, you can change it to something else." The man said gently.

"Well, is there a fan made of gold?" Gu Jiao asked.

The next person didn't hold back and shook his body twice. You really don't know how to be polite. You have to exchange gold when you come up, but is gold worth it? Country people just don't know!

The man smiled and said, "There is no golden fan, but I have other golden things here."

After that, he called one of the servants and whispered a few words in his ear, the servant's eyes straightened: "Master, is this wrong? That's..."

The man didn't have the same kind of face towards Gu Jiao: "If you want to take it, what do you do with so much nonsense? After going to Jiangnan, I found out that you have other skills, and you talk more and more."

"Yes." The servant did not dare to be negligent, glared at Gu Jiao resentfully, and went to the carriage to get a new small box.

It was actually made of pure gold Huarong Road.

Huarong Dao is an ancient educational toy. Many shops sell it, but the market is all made of wood. Gu Jiao, who is made of gold, is the first time I see it.

Playful and sparkly, the little headroom will love it.

Gu Jiao nodded in satisfaction.

The man finally had a small expression on her unsmiling face, and couldn't help but say, "Does the girl like gold, or Hua Rongdao?"

Gu Jiao said, "It's not that I like it, it's my brother who likes it."

The man smiled slightly: "Does the girl have a younger brother?"

Gu Jiao compared her fingers: "Not one, but three."

Man: That doesn't seem to be a good idea to give only one!

The man gave Gu Jiao two more gifts. The servants on the side all felt the pain in their father's flesh. Why do you think you are not good? Did this kill the chat? Kill yourself?

There is nowhere to speak of suffering.

It's your own good face.

When Gu Jiao left the hospital, there were three more luxurious gift bags in the small backpack!

The man cupped his hands at Gu Jiao at the gate of Huichuntang: "Girl, there will be a future."

Gu Jiao glanced at him: "I will meet with the doctor later, what's wrong with you?"

After all, she carried a small backpack and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.

The next person's popularity was broken, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, look at her..."

The man was also a little stunned. After all, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years, but after he felt relieved, he smiled happily: "Yeah, what's wrong with me? Why do you want to see a doctor? Are you okay?"

"Father..."

"It's time to go back to Beijing, let's go."

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After Gu Jiao left Huichuntang, she set off to the only iron shop in town.

This iron shop has been in operation for more than 20 years, and it can be regarded as an old shop.

As soon as Gu Jiao walked to the door, she heard a ding ding dong dong pounding sound. The business of the iron shop was very good, and the blacksmiths were too busy to touch the ground.

There was no counter in the shop, so Gu Jiao called a guy and asked, "I ordered iron tools here last month, and today is the delivery day."

The guy carried a heavy basket of iron ore and shouted to the lobby: "Pharaoh! Someone is coming to get the goods!"

"Come here!" A sweaty blacksmith hurried out, with a towel hanging around his neck, he wiped the sweat from his face with the towel and looked at Gu Jiao, "Who wants to Get the goods? Are you?"

The last time it was the coachman from Huichuntang who came to order the goods, so the old blacksmith didn't know her.

Gu Jiao hummed and handed him the pair of cards.

In ancient times, there were still few scholars, and not many blacksmiths knew how to read, so they all used pairs of cards. Each pair of cards had a corresponding row number, and according to the row number, it was possible to know which batch of goods it was.

"You haven't finished this yet." The old blacksmith frowned.

Gu Jiao said, "But last time I said I would get the goods today."

The old blacksmith wiped his sweat with a towel and said, "But it's not finished, and we can't do anything about it."

"How long will it take?" Gu Jiao asked.

"This..." The old blacksmith thought for a while, "A month or two."

Gu Jiao wondered: "So long? I don't need too many farm tools, right?"

The old blacksmith sighed: "It's not yours, I took a job in the shop last month. Before you, I took over a thousand pieces of iron tools for mining iron ore. We are a small iron shop. Where can I get here? It's still more than halfway through! There aren't enough people, and there aren't enough stoves..."

"Pharaoh! It's time to strike!" shouted a blacksmith inside.

"Hey! It's here!" The old blacksmith shouted into the shop, then turned to Gu Jiao and said, "Girl, you should come and see again next month."

Gu Jiao didn't want to wait that long.

After the old blacksmith entered, she also entered the iron shop. The guys and the blacksmiths were so busy that no one paid attention to a little girl.

In all fairness, there are not a lot of people in the iron shop. According to the number of people, it is enough to hesitate to make a thousand pieces of iron tools in a month.

Then the problem should not be a shortage of manpower.

Gu Jiao looked at their blast furnace again and immediately discovered the problem.

Ironmaking requires extremely high temperatures, and blast furnaces generally use blast appliances to achieve these temperatures. Gu Jiao originally thought that the iron shop of this dynasty also used the water blower, but it turned out to be the most primitive human blower.

The biggest disadvantage of manpower blasting, commonly known as human row, is that there is only one tuò (tuò, a pouch made of horse skin) for each interface. Once the manpower blows, the tuò closes once.

A blast furnace has about four to six ports, in other words, a blast furnace can be blasted up to six times at the same time.

This efficiency is much lower than water drainage.

The water drain uses hydraulic power to push the drain, and each time the water wheel rotates, the drain can be closed several times, which not only greatly saves time, but also saves manpower.

Gu Jiao shared her thoughts with the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith was very surprised. How could a little girl in a commoner understand this?

After being surprised, he said, "I've seen the one you mentioned before, only in the iron shop of the imperial court."

There is no artisan in the folk who can make water drains.

"I will do it." Gu Jiao said.

The old blacksmith was shocked.

Gu Jiao thought for a while: "However, what I want to do next is not to drain the water."

Gu Jiao said a name.

"What box?" The old blacksmith said that he had never heard of it!

"Do you have any paper?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Ah?" The old blacksmith was so shocked by Gu Jiao that he didn't react for a while.

Gu Jiao simply found a piece of bluestone on the ground, took out the charcoal pen in her purse, and drew attentively.

Some other blacksmiths were attracted to her, and the old blacksmith scolded: "What are you looking at! Go to work!"

Due to the majesty of the old master, the blacksmiths forced their curiosity to work, but they still glanced at Gu Jiao from time to time.

What did this little girl draw on their iron paved floor?

In the end, the old blacksmith couldn't help but ask, "Girl, what are you doing?"

"Painting." Gu Jiao said succinctly.

"Why are you painting on my floor when you have nothing to do? I have to find someone to clean it later. What a hassle!"

Gu Jiao smiled: "I will let you complete the remaining more than 1,000 pieces of iron tools within ten days, don't you want it?"

"Ten, ten days?" The old blacksmith stood up on his hips, "Stop joking!"

Can he still not know if he is a blacksmith? Even if the entire iron shop's people add up to not sleep, it will take at least more than a month!

Unless it is to use the water drainage technology of the imperial court, but it will take twenty days.

"I'm not joking."

The old blacksmith expressed disbelief.

"What if I did it?"

The old blacksmith folded his arms and looked at her condescendingly: "If you do it, I will make your iron tools for you for free, and I won't charge you a copper! Not only that, I will cover all your iron tools in the future. I will never want you alone!"

Gu Jiao thought about it seriously and felt that the deal was feasible: "Okay, I promise you."

Nuzui, the old blacksmith, why did you agree? Brag to the sky!

Gu Jiao quickly finished the painting, she nodded with satisfaction: "It should be like this, you will find a carpenter in a while."

The old blacksmith opened his mouth: "What?"

Gu Jiao rolled up her sleeves: "Don't be stunned, your iron tools won't be finished if you stay stunned."

After saying that, Gu Jiao stood up, wrapped the charcoal pen in kraft paper and put it back in her purse, washed her hands with water, turned around and left.

The old blacksmith's face is covered in circles, this, this, this can't be right? Is the little girl playing with him? How could she possibly know this?

However, for some reason, the old blacksmith thought of how the other party was squatting on one knee on the ground and drawing calmly, so he went to the next door and called the carpenter.

The carpenter is knowledgeable, and his eyes changed immediately after reading the drawings on the bluestone: "Who, who drew this?"

"What's the matter?" the old blacksmith asked curiously.

The carpenter didn't answer him, he knelt down and touched the design on the ground with both hands reverently as if he were looking at a treasure, but he was afraid to touch it a little, and didn't dare to touch it.

This cautious look made the old blacksmith puzzled.

There was a green light in the carpenter's eyes. He returned to the shop without saying a word, grabbed the pen and paper, knelt on the ground and began to copy the blueprint reverently.

He had a vague feeling that this might be the most amazing thing he had ever done in his life!

Confused, the old blacksmith stared left and right at the pattern on the bluestone plate: "What are you doing? Can you really make something?"