MTL - Denghuaxiao-Chapter 10 Looking for someone

Chapter 10 Searching for someone

As spring approaches, the weather warms up, and more and more businessmen come to Beijing to do business. Laiyi Inn is overcrowded every day.

Lu Zhen no longer borrowed the inn’s kitchen to prepare medicinal materials.

 First of all, after the number of guests staying in the hotel increased, there were people from all walks of life. As a young girl, it was really dangerous for her to walk around the inn late at night. Secondly, if I go to borrow the kitchen every day, even if the good-natured shopkeeper doesn't say anything, I'm afraid he will be dissatisfied in his heart.

 Fortunately, the money from selling puhuang charcoal can last for half a month longer, so that we will not be completely exhausted.

Yin Zheng was lying in front of the table, writing on the table with her fingers dipped in tea out of boredom.

Her handwriting is very beautiful, elegant and graceful, and it is a beautiful small regular script with hairpin flowers. Lu Zhen couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Yin Zheng was stunned for a moment when she saw Lu Zhuo's gaze. She quickly wiped the water marks on the table with her sleeves and said, "Girl, I..."

 “It’s very beautiful.” Lu Yan said softly.

Yin Zheng's face turned red: "It turned out that in the building, the girls had to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The slaves didn't learn much else, but they could barely read and write, but..." She did not continue.

Lu Zhen knew clearly that guests who came to the flower house to have fun could spend a lot of money for a pipa song, or offer hundreds of dendrobium pearls to fight with the Qing Dynasty chessboard, but they may not be willing to pay money to watch the girl write.

 A great Confucian scholar's words are worth a fortune, but a prostitute's pen and ink are worthless. People have already clearly distinguished between the three, six and nine classes, the rich and the poor, the noble and the humble.

Yin Zheng likes to write very much, so when Lu Zhuo asks her to write on the white oil paper wrapped with medicinal tea, she always writes very seriously. She asked Lu Chen: "But girl, why do you write on those white papers that contain medicinal tea?"

Lu Zhen thought for a while: "When you and I came to Beijing, tea houses and tea stalls could be seen everywhere on the streets. People in Shengjing love to drink tea."

Yin Zheng nodded.

“No matter how small the tea stall is, there are always fresh flowers placed in front of it, the refreshments are exquisite, and there are also Confucian scholars reciting poems and essays, which shows the elegance.”

Yin Zheng thought thoughtfully: "That's why the girl knows how to make herbal tea."

Lu Zhen smiled faintly.

 She did not make pills or powder, but made herbal tea. He also asked Yin Zheng to write poems on the paper wrapping the medicinal tea. Since he emphasized etiquette, music and elegance, and the presentation was better, there would always be people willing to give it a try.

As long as someone is willing to give it a try, the next thing will be much easier.

Yin Zheng was confused and understood a little, but she was still a little worried. She sighed: "I don't know when someone will come to us to buy herbal tea."

 Lu Zhen looked out the window.

 At the tavern opposite, the wine flags were blown up by the wind, poplars bloomed through the doors, and swallows lowered their heads. Among the people coming and going, I don't know who will come to my door.

She retracted her gaze, curved her lips, and revealed a very light smile.

"Soon."

 …

Yin Zheng was worried about the lack of response to the medicinal tea sent by Lu Zhuo. On the other side of Renxin Medical Center, Du Changqing, his young boss, was not relaxed either.

In front of the long cabinet, there is only a thin account book. This thin book has only written a few pages from the end of the year to the present - the income is really pitiful.

Du Changqing held the account book and turned it over and over again. After looking at it, he let out a heavy sigh from his throat: "It's over!"

Acheng is not surprised that every month the owner calculates how long it will be until the day of bankruptcy. Counting from the time the master passed away to now, the countdown is getting closer and closer. I guess there will be no need to count for a few more months.

Du Changqing was also a little worried.

There are currently no doctors in Renxin Medical Center. In order to save money, he even sent away the medicine clerk, leaving only Acheng and himself. However, it is not realistic to just rely on a few regular customers to maintain the business, not to mention the fact that people have gone out of business. After the death of Mr. Du, the good-for-nothing dude returned to his original form. As the family fortune became thinner, the friends and friends in the past no longer bought in. No longer hold each other up to make friends.

 The world's situation depends on whether it is warm or cold, and people's reputations are high and low. This is the case at all times and in all countries. He sighed long and short, and Acheng, who was cleaning the table at the other end, paused, looked at the door and said in surprise: "Excuse me, Mr. Hu?"

Du Changqing was stunned and looked up, and sure enough he saw the Hu family's carriage parked outside. Mr. Hu hurriedly got out of the carriage and was walking towards the store.

Hu Yuanwai came here only five or six days ago. According to the time, he should not come at this time.

He was suspicious in his heart, but a friendly smile appeared on his face, and he just shouted: "Uncle, why are you here suddenly?"

Hu Yuanwai walked into the medicine shop in twos and twos, his eyes wandered around the medicine shop, and he only said: "Herbal tea..."

Du Changqing was confused: "What kind of medicinal tea?"

"You...you...wrapped me...a few days ago...in the Spring gift...that packet of medicine, medicine, and herbal tea!" Hu Yuanwai's habit of stuttering came back when he was anxious.

When Du Changqing heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately wondered if there was something wrong with the medicinal tea. It was originally the most taboo item in the drug store with unknown origins. It was the first time for him to meet that woman. Puhuangtan worth three cents of silver was rare. She also gave him two pictures as gifts, so there must be some conspiracy.

 He shouldn't be greedy for cheap and give the medicinal tea to Mr. Hu!

But...he and Acheng drank the remaining pack of herbal tea for several days without any problems. Could it be that only one pack is poisonous? Bah, if I had known this, it would be better for him and Acheng to drink the poisonous bag. If he really wants to eat people to death, he can't even afford to sell this medical clinic to him!

With this thought in his mind, Du Changqing said: "Uncle, actually that herbal tea was made by someone else. That person ran away after giving the herbal tea. We were also..."

 “…That herbal tea is very good!”

Du Changqing was choked up when the words came to his mouth.

Hu Yuanwai took a sip of the water handed over by Acheng and spoke more fluently: "I drank it for five days, and my nasal congestion has improved a lot! It's no problem to go to the river embankment!" Hu Yuanwai was very excited, "Chang Qing, Your herbal tea is very good and has relieved my old illness for many years!"

Du Changqing was stunned on the spot.

Hu Yuanwai held his hand, and his eyes when he saw him for the first time were full of true love: "I know that this kid is always filial, but how can I take advantage of a junior like you? Here is twenty taels of silver. ," He took out two silver ingots from his arms and stuffed them into Du Changqing's hands, "I want to buy five more packs."

Acheng stood behind Du Changqing, dumbfounded at the scene in front of him.

Seeing that Du Changqing was silent, Hu Yuan asked again: "By the way, what did you just say? The person who delivered the medicinal tea ran away and can't find anyone? Do you still have the medicinal tea?"

Du Changqing came back to his senses with a jolt: "Yes! There is more!"

His mind was spinning rapidly, and he immediately said with a smile: "Of course. The person who sells medicinal tea has a weird and aloof character. He was originally going to leave, but he became very attached to me. She and I have become good friends, and she promised to stay together in the future. We supply herbal tea to Renxin Medical Center." He said: "Uncle, you have come to our medical center at the right time. In the whole of Shengjing, our Renxin Medical Center is the only one that has this herbal tea. Please drink water and rest for a while, she won't If you live here, it will take some time to deliver the medicinal tea, please wait."

As he spoke, Du Changqing put the silver ingot into his sleeve and dragged Acheng into the inner room.

Sweat was forming on his forehead and on the tip of his nose, and he spoke hurriedly: "Do you still remember which inn the two people said they were staying in?"

Acheng was at a loss.

Du Changqing was very anxious.

At that time, he didn't take those two people into consideration. Now that he was looking for someone, he naturally couldn't remember the address the other person mentioned at that time.

 “Lai Qi Inn?”

 Acheng shook his head.

 “Cai Mi Inn?”

Acheng waved his hands repeatedly.

Du Changqing scratched his hair irritably, feeling regretful for the first time in his life.

“Spit,” he said impatiently and angrily, “what on earth is this inn called?”

 (End of this chapter)