Chapter 124 Nuobao has made up his mind
Doctor Wu curled his lips in disdain.
He was nothing but a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
In the whole village, including Old Song, the only one who could be called a dragon and phoenix was their little Nuobao.
Old Wu was too lazy to take credit for it, so he just waved his hands and said, "There are many mediocre doctors in the city. I, Old Wu, don't bother to compare with them. I just want to live in Dalui Village for a long time and be a wild crane."
After saying that, he glanced at the old man's face and told him the cause of his illness.
"When I gave your father acupuncture, I found that his head was injured before. When he said goodbye to the old men just now, he was too excited, so he suddenly had a stroke." Doctor Wu thought about it and did not forget to instruct: "If he is like this, he may get sick again in the future. You'd better keep a doctor at home to take care of your father at all times." The
old man's son raised his eyes in surprise.
His father did have a head injury. He could tell from just a few moments of acupuncture. Doctor Wu's skills were really amazing.
At this point, how could he dare to bring his father home: "Although there is a doctor in my house, he can only treat colds and coughs, bandage external injuries, and is not very useful. It is better to let my father continue to live in Fushan Hall. First, he likes this place, and second, with you, Doctor Wu, here, I can rest assured."
Stroke is not a minor illness. If he really gets sick in the house, the man is really not sure that he can find a good doctor to save his father.
So he immediately took out a hundred taels of silver note, handed it to Feng with both hands, and said with a smile: "We will not move out, and we also want to book food and accommodation for half a year. I hope you will not mind my rashness just now and let my father continue to stay."
At this moment, the man's attitude was very humble, which was obviously different from when he just came.
Another family was about to leave, but when they saw that Fushantang had a famous doctor, the family members discussed it and changed their minds temporarily, planning to let their elderly stay.
After all, anyone who is not blind can see that Doctor Wu's medical skills are not comparable to those of ordinary doctors in a clinic.
With such a capable person in Fushantang, they can naturally let the elderly live in peace, so why go against his wishes and take him back home.
So all of a sudden, Feng received three or four more silvers for staying, and her hands were sore from weighing the silver.
It is really a blessing for the Jiang family.
With Doctor Wu in charge of the medicine room, Fushantang's business is no longer a worry.
Xiao Nuobao jumped around Doctor Wu happily.
Fushantang not only provides food and accommodation
, but also provides medical treatment. As long as they follow this path, even if they expand Fushantang to accommodate dozens or even hundreds of people in the future, they will not have to worry about business not being prosperous. Although the elderly knew that Doctor Wu was a good doctor, it was only after this incident that they deeply felt his strength.
So everyone regarded him as a reassurance, and went to the herbal medicine room whenever they had something to do, to take a pulse or look at the tongue coating, and they felt more at ease.
Doctor Wu was a person who could not sit still, and he was happy to be busy. From then on, he carried a small medicine box on his back every day, and told other elderly people not to be fond of sweets or alcohol. He looked very imposing, and the Jiang family couldn't help laughing when they saw him.
Feng also exempted Doctor Wu from board and lodging expenses, allowing him to live there for life, as a way of thanking him for staying there.
Fushan Hall had excellent board and lodging, famous doctors were stationed there, and the Duke's guards often patrolled the place. As a result, its reputation became more and more famous.
For several days in a row, almost every day, some wealthy families came to Daliu Village by carriage, wanting to ask for accommodation for their elders who loved the fields.
Although the Jiang family wanted to make more money and accommodate them all, it was a pity that Fushan Hall had no vacant rooms.
At the old people's hall in the village, after Old Li and his friends learned about this, they sat on their horses and thought about the same thing tacitly.
"I think that our house is big, but there are many empty rooms. It's a waste for us to live here." Old Li was so nervous that he kept puffing on his pipe and said, "The Jiang family has taken good care of us. This house originally belongs to them. Why don't we move out and return it to the Jiang family so that they can open another Fushantang."
The others kept nodding.
People have to put themselves in others' shoes. The rice, noodles and vegetables they eat are all given by the Jiang family. They watch the Jiang family send guests away all day long. How can they live in peace? It's better to move out as soon as possible and not embarrass the Jiang family. Having
made up his mind, Old Li asked everyone to pack up their things and went to the Jiang family to say that he wanted to move to another place.
But Feng had never thought of this before, so naturally she couldn't agree.
"Uncle Li, since we arranged for you to move in, my family will not take back the house, otherwise what will become of us?" Mrs. Feng stood up and refused.
Little Nuobao refused even more, his little head shaking like a wave drum: "No, Uncle Li, you are the elderly in the village who need to be taken care of, more important than any guest outside, how can you drive your own people out for the sake of convenience for outsiders!"
"I..." Old Li felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.
This Nuobao is really a good child who can warm people's hearts, and it is worth it for the whole village to cherish him.
But there are more and more guests who come here because of his reputation. If you refuse guests on the grounds that there are not enough houses, it would be a waste of money.
Little Nuobao held his chin and thought about it.
Anyway, she had seen that the Jiang family's Fushantang had a sign of increasing wealth. This business would sooner or later become bigger. Why not take this opportunity to expand the Fushantang and make a big profit!
Old Li wanted to be stubborn for a while, but in the end he couldn't persuade the Jiang family, so he had to return to the old man's hall with gratitude.
After he left, Xiao Nuobao had already calculated the business. She pouted with satisfaction, then put her hands on her hips and looked up at the whole family.
"Mom, our family is in the village. Let's build a few more large houses, connect them together, and create a brand new Fushantang!"
The Jiang family couldn't help but look forward to it.
Feng nodded with a warm heart: "Okay, okay! Mother also thinks that we can obviously invite more guests, but in the end we have to drive them out because the house is not big enough. It's too aggrieved. Just listen to my daughter!"
Doctor Wu reminded Nuobao about his medical practice.
If she wants to do better business, she must provide the elderly with the countryside and let them enjoy the convenience and security of the city.
So she not only has to expand Fushan Hall. She
also has to provide special grocery stores, bathhouses, teahouses, stage seats, maids who can take care of them at any time, errand boys who go to the city to buy, etc.
These all require more manpower.
And the villagers are naturally the first choice for employment.
So, little Nuobao held his head high and went to the school with a heroic spirit, which led to the village clan meeting.
After learning Nuobao's idea, the village chief and Old Zhang were very happy. If this were true, wouldn't every family in the village have at least one person who could find a job in Fushantang?
Then their village would surpass Qingquan Village and become the richest village in the surrounding area!
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