Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

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After the full moon banquet, under the warm invitation of Yingniang, Qiuyan and Fang's family, Liu Zhihua decides to stay for two more days.

Mrs. Fang changed her usual attitude and was very warm and kind. She arranged first-class accommodation and meals, and took her out to visit the scenic spots and historical sites in Huaicheng, and even took out her precious jewelry at the bottom of the box.

They were given to Jiaojiao and Baoya respectively, neither of them wanted it very much, Liu Zhihua saw that the old woman had a good attitude, and she didn't reach out to slap the smiling face, so she accepted it for the two babies.

In front of the Wang family, Mrs. Fang handed over all the keys to the butler's ledger to Qiuyan.

Qiu Yan didn't shirk it either, and quickly got started after taking over these things, doing things in an orderly manner, directly exchanging blood for a batch of new servants, and dismissing Butler Yang as well.

Mrs. Fang didn't dare to say much, and completely let go of things.

Fang Xinyu knew that the lady had been wronged in the past, so she strongly supported her. She would help the lady to compile the accounts at night, and would also help to inquire about the honest and honest new housekeeper.

After this encounter, the family can be regarded as settled down.

At the same time, the Wang family also embarked on the road to the capital.

Qiu Sheng won the first prize, so the family naturally wanted to go.

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the capital.

In the past two days, the streets were full of discussions about the new champion.

"It is said that the number one scholar this time is only eighteen years old, and he studied under Master Fu of the Imperial College. When he was parading the street that day, he looked very handsome and gentle as a young man. Many young ladies threw their purses, but the new number one scholar was stunned. It was a miss."

"That person doesn't seem to be from a famous family. It is said that he came from a small mountain village. There is no family support behind him. I am afraid he is another empty shell son-in-law."

"How did I hear that this number one scholar seems to have some relationship with the empress? Some people have seen the chief executive and the queen's personal servants have sent congratulatory gifts to this young master, so let's forget about the chief executive. It must be the order of the emperor. But why does the Empress need to give another gift?"

Several literati in the street were talking about it.

At this time, a passing scholar shouted: "Don't talk about these secrets, ordinary people don't talk about the affairs of the Tian family, and be careful to catch you."

Those people shut their mouths in embarrassment when they heard this, and left one by one, waving their fans.

At the same time, one of the busiest streets in the capital,

There is a three-storey loft.

This is not a restaurant or a tea house, but a pharmacy.

The name of the pharmacy is Good Medicine.

There is also a line of small golden characters engraved under the plaque: good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease.

There is an endless stream of customers coming and going, and on every floor you can see waiters in uniforms greeting customers.

"Guest officer, the herbs you want are here."

"Guest officer, please..."

A very fat young man walked in outside the store, with a fat head and big ears. His golden robe could not cover his round belly, and he was out of breath after walking a few steps. The son fanned the wind to remove the heat.

The waiter hurriedly greeted him with a smile, bowed down and saluted respectfully, and asked, "Master, what kind of medicine do you want to buy?"

The boy looked impatient, and the boy at the side hurriedly said while fanning the wind: "Dry rehmannia, our son wants the best."

The shop waiter nodded with a smile, and said, "The dry rehmannia glutinosa is on the second floor. I don't know how much you want. I'll get it for you."

The boy hurriedly looked at the young master, and asked in a low voice: "Young master, how much should we buy?"

The young master was wheezing in his nasal cavity, and directly ordered to the waiter in the shop: "First come ten catties, and I will go home and cook a bowl to taste. It's too bad to drink, so I don't want to drink it."

The waiter in the shop was taken aback when he heard it, and cooked a bowl for ten catties? Is it too bad to drink?

This young master is here to buy medicine, why is he so brainless, this ten jin concentrated bowl will not bleed from his seven orifices.

Seeing him looking directly at Young Master, the boy became annoyed, so he pushed him with a fan, and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up, do you want to do business!"

"Ah," the waiter was pushed and almost fell down, when a hand came out from behind to support him.

The shop waiter turned his head, his eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, and he shouted happily: "Shopkeeper, you are back."

"Well, I'm back."

The man was Song Dong. He was dressed in green clothes, with delicate and handsome features, and a faint medicinal fragrance exuded from his body.

Five years ago, he received a secret letter from the eldest son, asking him to come to the capital to work, so he came.

In five years of hard work, the pharmacy, which was only famous in small towns and small towns, has truly become the only one.

Good medicine is now the most popular pharmacy in the capital, and even the imperial medical bureau in the palace will wholesale medicinal materials for the nobles in the palace.

Hearing this, the fat young man frowned and shouted: "Hurry up and get the medicine for me, what are you two talking about here!"

Song Dong looked at him calmly, and said, "Puderaria lobata has the functions of relieving muscles and reducing fever, clearing rashes, producing body fluids and quenching thirst, raising yang and relieving diarrhea. Diabetes, hot diarrhea and dysentery."

The young master was taken aback when he heard that, the symptoms this man said were actually the same as what the imperial doctor in the palace said about him.

He hurriedly pushed the boy away, stepped forward and asked: "Wouldn't it be better to use dried rehmannia glutinosa tonic, why do you say that kudzu, I have never heard of that kind of medicine."

Song Dong glanced at him, and said calmly: "In everything, we must prescribe the right medicine to the case. Don't use medicine blindly. The medicine is three-point poisonous. I hope you will understand it."

The fat boy raised his chin and said: "Then try it, if you don't care about it after eating, then I will smash your shop."

Song Dong frowned, and directly directed to the waiter at the side: "Pudzu root, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, Gorgon fruit, Phellodendron, Citrus aurantium, Grasswort, Saccharomyces japonicus, Pollen, Guizhi, aggravating potions, give him ten pairs first."

After speaking, Song Dong walked towards the second floor.

"Oh, my son hasn't finished asking yet!"

The fat young man hurriedly shouted, and the boy also shouted: "Our young master has a noble status, if you eat something bad, you will be responsible!"

Song Dong, who was walking up the stairs, stopped, looked back at him, and said calmly: "The nobles in the womb of my good medicine shop praise it, if you don't believe it, then go to other medicine shops to have a look."

After finishing speaking, Song Dong didn't care if he talked too much, and went straight to the second floor.

The fat young man opened his mouth, frowned and snorted angrily, and said in dissatisfaction: "I don't want to be found out that I have this disease, otherwise the imperial doctor in the palace can get it! A small medicine shop What the hell is the shopkeeper?"

Hearing this, the waiter in the shop deliberately smiled and replied: "We are very familiar with the people in the imperial medical bureau in the palace. The imperial medical bureau uses our medicinal materials, and the imperial doctor Niu often comes to our shop to drink tea with our shopkeeper. Chatting, I don't know which imperial doctor the young master is talking about?"

The fat boy was stunned when he heard that, Doctor Niu?

That's the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau, the imperial doctor who only takes the emperor's pulse!

The fat young man didn't dare to underestimate this pharmacy, and his voice softened a little, and he hurriedly said, "Just follow the shopkeeper's prescription!"

The shop clerk smiled, pointed to the rest area beside him, and said, "Okay, sir, please sit down and wait for a while, a cup of tea will do the trick."

"Oh, okay, I'm waiting."

At this time, a few more people came in from the door, and a beautiful female voice sounded from among them.

"Mother, Song Dong is really good, our medicine shop is as grand as a restaurant!"