Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

Jiang Xiuhua had just finished speaking.

Jia Zhang's face showed ecstasy.

"Since my old sister has set an auspicious date for the zodiac, when my husband arrives, I will tell him well, and then I will welcome my old sister grandly." Second Aunt was also very excited, and quickly expressed her opinion.

"Me too." Aunt San echoed with a smile.

Although she still didn't quite believe it in her heart, a dead horse was treated like a living horse doctor, and whether or not she scored two shots first.

What if old man Song is really subdued?

"Old sister, should we prepare something so that we don't rush around and delay you from subduing the old monster?"

Aunt II thought for a while and asked.

"Find a black dog and get three catties of glutinous rice. If there are children in your yard, let them urinate some childish urine."

"Don't forget the most important yellow paper."

Jiang Xiuhua pondered for a moment and slowly replied.

These are things to ward off evil spirits, but she is also talking nonsense.

But the three aunts nodded repeatedly.

"The three of us can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. We can meet a great immortal in this kind of place, and he will solve our problems for free."

"Let's kneel down and say goodbye."

Jia Zhang's face was full of gratitude, looking at the third aunt, the second aunt suggested.

She has already started to plan in her heart.

I am going to tell my son Jia Dongxu about this matter when he comes next time.

Get him to act quickly.

As long as old man Song is surrendered, he will let his eldest daughter be a child bride for his grandson Banggun.

As for Qin Huairu.

As long as she is willing to give up a few children, it is not impossible for her to marry into their Jia family.

After all, he is good at serving people.

I will suffer two or three years in there, and let Qin Huairu take good care of me after I go out.

Have a good few years.

"Cough-cough-"

But before the three aunts bowed down, Jiang Xiuhua coughed twice.

That's impossible for free.

"As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts around. I will definitely need gods to open the way this time. You also need to prepare some money to buy the way."

"This is an essential rule."

Jiang Xiuhua looked at the three of them and said seriously.

"Isn't it free?"

Jia Zhang's expression changed immediately when he heard this.

"Old sister-in-law, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Old sister helps us get rid of such a big scourge, so it is right to charge some money."

Aunt Er took money for granted.

"It's not me who collects money, it's money for the gods to buy roads. You have to figure this out."

"This seat has never touched yellow and white things with both hands."

Jiang Xiuhua explained.

"Okay then, since Sister Shenxian said it, then we'll spend it once."

"But how much will it cost?"

Jia Zhang gritted his teeth and asked.

"々' It's hard to say, but the more the better, the better the gods you invite."

Hear this.

The three aunts discussed it and planned to pool ten yuan for the family.

"Well, 30 yuan is fine."

Jiang Xiuhua closed her eyes slightly and hummed lightly. In fact, she was very happy. These three people are really easy to deceive. In line with the principle of talking too much, Jiang Xiuhua then said: "You three, be quiet, try not to make too much noise. Loud voice, this seat is about to practice."

Second aunt, third aunt, Jia Zhang heard the words.

Quiet immediately.

He didn't dare to make any more noise, for fear of disturbing the Great Immortal.

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the other side.

Song Qingshan took his family out to play in the morning and walked for about ten minutes.

Come downtown.

Then I called a few rickshaws, and then pulled them to Liulichang, which is closer to the suburbs.

Said it was a factory.

In fact, it was just an abandoned vegetable market with dilapidated sheds.

Entering inside is full of voices.

All kinds of cries.

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru and the children felt very novel, especially the exquisite antiques on the ground.

You can watch it for a long time at a stall.

Song Qingshan had visited some antique markets before, so it didn't feel too new.

He held the little girl in his arms all the time.

The eyes are looking around, under the attention of the golden pupil, you can tell the real product and the fake one at a glance.

and so.

After shopping all morning, Song Qingshan bought some gadgets for his wife Qin Huairu and several children.

Qin Jingru didn't fall behind either.

After visiting a few stalls, I saw a set of tea cups with bright colors and unique shapes.

I couldn't put it down, I watched and watched it again and again.

Song Qingshan could tell that this was a set of handicraft (mahao Zhao) products made in recent years, not an antique.

But the owner of the stall insisted that it was an old thing from the Ming Dynasty.

For some laymen.

But Song Qingshan bluntly told the origin of this set of tea cups.

The stall owner was speechless for a moment.

He didn't expect to meet a master, but he didn't feel too embarrassed, he just smiled and said that he had punched his eyes.

Then it was sold cheaply to Song Qingshan.

It also cost two yuan. Hearing the price, Qin Jingru felt that it was quite expensive and immediately didn't want it.

But Song Qingshan still bought it.

Although it is not an antique, the workmanship is not bad, and the two yuan is also a great value.

"Thank you brother-in-law."

Qin Jingru happily held the teacup, and thanked her brother-in-law with a smile on her face.

"The old man's set of teacups only cost two yuan, and the small bottle in my hand cost more than 20 yuan. Have we been tricked?"

Qin Huairu frowned.

"Put it away, and you can have fun secretly in ten or more years."

Looking at the small bottle in the hands of his daughter-in-law Qin Huairu.

Song Qingshan couldn't bear the smile.

This is the biggest leak I picked up today. This is not an ordinary small bottle.

It is Yuan Qinglong Yuhu Spring Vase.

Authentic blue and white porcelain.

And well preserved, without any blemishes.

It only costs 20 yuan, and in another 20 years, millions of people will be rushing to ask for it.

"OK then."

Hearing what his old man said, Qin Huairu quickly and carefully put it in his pocket.

"Father, look quickly, that seems to be Yan Bugui from our courtyard."

At this moment the public.

Song Yu suddenly pointed to a corner and shouted.

216 Wanghou Jinyin, Song Qingshan is going to pick up a big leak?

"It's kind of like that."

"Old man, Yan Bugui won't be so downcast."

"Begging for food here will starve to death sooner or later."

Following Song Yu's shout.

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, Song Fei, Song Wu, and Song Ling all looked up.

They all looked at Yan Pugui who was dressed in rags.

Qin Huairu looked a little surprised.

Having lived in the courtyard for five or six years, she has a basic understanding of the three uncles.

They are more face-saving.

Such a demeaning thing like going out to beg for food should not be done.

Moreover.

Even if you really come out to beg, it is impossible to come to this kind of place.

It’s weird.

"It's not Yan Bugui, it's just a resemblance. You little fellows, follow closely, don't look blindly, wait a while, if you are carried away, you will never be able to find it."

Song Qingshan also looked at it.

Although this ragged old man looked like twins with Yan Bugui.

But the temperament on the body is completely different.

Song Qingshan had already guessed who this was, he was a contemporary figure.

Known as the Marquis of Tatters.

The ancestor is not young, he is the grandson of a prince, so he kept a lot of good things at home.

Poor Hou has liked these things since he was a child.

The love of my life.