Chapter 107: First, money and second, red envelopes

The moonlight was bright, reflecting countless Kongming lanterns, making the night as bright as day.

The streets were noisy and bustling, and the vendors' calls came one after another. The young men and women on the shore held exquisite lanterns in their hands, wrote their wishes in their hearts, and let the lanterns drift away slowly with the flow of the moat.

Jiang Kangan looked at Jiang Zhiyu who opened the curtain and looked out eagerly, and chuckled: "We'll be there soon. Tell me what you want, and I'll ask Ah Fu to buy it."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled immediately.

[This big brother is good! ]

[Ask the world what the best medicine is, first, money and second, red envelopes. Jiang Kangan

: "..."

The Prime Minister's Mansion really didn't treat her badly, how could she have such a money-grubbing personality?

But that's not right, she has her own clinic, plus the money her father gave her, and she also has a salary.

She shouldn't be short of money.

Jiang Zhiyu also understood what he was thinking and waved his hand: "Hey, who would complain about throwing away too much money?"

Besides, my money has a great use!

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were full of cunning.

Great use?

Jiang Kangan's curiosity was aroused, and he was about to speak, but Song Shiwei, who was watching the intimacy between the siblings, couldn't sit still.

She grabbed the hem of her skirt and tried to keep her tone calm: "Big brother only bought it for sister Zhiyu. Big brother is partial."

If it were in the past, Jiang Kangan would definitely explain in a hurry, but now, he just looked at Song Shiwei and said "hmm" softly.

Song Shiwei clenched her hands immediately.

Is he unwilling to pretend even on the surface?

But why? Why did his attitude change so quickly?

Wasn't he still pleased with her before?

Song Shiwei felt sour in her heart. Although she didn't like Jiang Kangan, she still felt a little aggrieved by his cold attitude.

At this moment, the coachman outside shouted, and the carriage slowly stopped. Jiang Zhiyu jumped down first, and Ah Fu, who was following behind the carriage, carried Jiang Kangan down, and Song Shiwei slowly got off.

Zuiyuelong is different from Qingfeng Pavilion. You can feel its luxury just from the appearance.

The young men and ladies who attended the palace banquet were reluctant to go back home. Jiang Zhiyu took a quick look and saw several familiar faces.

Song Shiwei also looked over and nodded gently.

She seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness in the carriage just now, and smiled: "It is said that the newly selected courtesan Liu Liu in Zuiyuelong is not only beautiful but also talented, and is comparable to the noble ladies in Beijing."

[The fine work carefully cultivated by Xiao Yanli must be not bad.]

Jiang Kangan's eyes moved slightly.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu walked to the door of Zuiyuelong, many people greeted her.

They were all customers who had been to her clinic.

At first, everyone was a little embarrassed to talk about it, but after asking, they found out that most of the people here had been to the clinic and had drunk Jiang Zhiyu's secret recipe.

They immediately became generous.

We were all patients, so what was there to be afraid of?

A man who looked like a scholar came forward and said, "Dr. Yu, I have a question, when is my turn for acupuncture?"

Because Jiang Zhiyu had to go to work every day, but she had said before that the first ten people who came to the clinic every day could have acupuncture, so she asked the apprentices in the clinic to write down their names and come back when she was free.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Zhiyu said with a smile, "I've been busy these days. You can ask the servant in the clinic about the queue. As for acupuncture, I'll try to find some time the day after tomorrow."

The scholar hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Dr. Yu."

Jiang Zhiyu waved his hands repeatedly, and turned around to see Jiang Kang'an's speechless expression.

Jiang Zhiyu: "???"

She followed Jiang Kang'an's gaze and saw that her billboard was twice as big as before, with clear handwriting and even a few lanterns on it.

[Oh, who did this? ]

[It smells like a lantern sign! ]

Jiang Kang'an looked at the big words "Kidney Deficiency" and didn't know what expression to show for a while.

Although he knew that his sister was treating kidney deficiency, he never thought she was so attractive.

This poem, this poem is too bold!

Song Shiwei was even more disdainful.

It's just a way to win favor from the crowd!

She was thinking about the next plan, and couldn't wait to speak: "Brother, Zhiyu, come in quickly, the courtesan should dance."

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu stepped into Zuiyuelong, his eyes were shining.

[I'm no longer breathing air, it's the smell of money! ]

Zuiyuelong has five floors.

The pavilions are high and low, with windows and white marble pillars at the four corners. The walls and floors are all carved with white stone bricks, and peonies carved from gold are blooming freely between the white stones.

The gold and jade are shining, shining the ears and eyes, with sandalwood as beams, crystal as lamps, and pearls as curtains.

Just two words - luxury!

[No wonder Qingfeng Pavilion doesn't have as good business as Zuiyuelong, just look at them!]

[I'm not saying anything bad, just look at their stage and decoration. Su Bai, you were once the richest man. What happened?]

Su Bai? The eldest son of the Su family is still alive?

Who saved him?

Zhiyu just mentioned Qingfeng Pavilion, and he was the man behind Qingfeng Pavilion?

Jiang Kangan's heart was churning, and his thoughts were spinning wildly.

Song Shiwei was also visiting Zuiyuelong for the first time, and was also shocked by the luxurious decoration.

But she came back to her senses quickly and looked around with contempt.

It's just a place for prostitution. No matter how gorgeous it is, it is not something that can be put on the stage.

Looking at Jiang Zhiyu, she sneered in her heart that he was ignorant.

"It's just a place of romance, why are you so stunned? If others see this, won't they laugh at you?"

Song Shiwei chuckled, her voice full of contempt.

She didn't notice that behind her, the madam Banzhuang was about to come to receive them, and when she heard her words, she paused.

Banzhuang was about to see who was talking nonsense, and when she turned her head, she suddenly smiled:

"Oh, isn't this the Divine Doctor Yu?"

She twisted her waist like a snake, stepped forward to grab Jiang Zhiyu's hand, and pushed Song Shiwei with her butt, making her stumble.

Jiang Zhiyu: "???"

[Who is this person? ]

Song Shiwei just said "you——" and heard this person say: "My name is Banzhuang. I have heard of the Divine Doctor Yu for a long time. Today, I see that he is really worthy of his reputation."

Banzhuang? Song Shiwei swallowed her words and stood aside.

Xiao Yanli never told her that this Zuiyuelong was his.

[This is also Xiao Yanli's confidant. She was rescued by Xiao Yanli in the early years. In order to repay him, she opened this Zuiyuelong for him, trained spies, and obtained intelligence from those high-ranking officials.]

Jiang Kangan nodded.

No wonder Song Shiwei treated her like this, but wasn't this half-makeup too enthusiastic towards Zhiyu?

"You're too kind," Jiang Zhiyu brushed her hand away, "You have great facial features, each with his own beauty, and no one is willing to admit defeat."

"Puff——"

The few people who eavesdropped on their conversation couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This Miss Jiang's exaggeration is quite unique.