Alright.
You can't afford to offend this little devil.
Tian Bu'er wished he had never had such a mouth; how could he be so good at causing trouble?
It was Zheng who made the final decision: "Then it's settled."
Of the two brothers, Zheng Shuoyi made the final decision. "These are three thousand taels of silver notes, which can be exchanged at any bank in the Great Ye Dynasty or even the Western Yong region. Let's sign a gentleman's agreement."
"Wait, there's something else I just thought of. I've been sleeping in the open like this with you guys, so you have to compensate me."
Why would he choose to sleep in these ruins instead of his soft bed at home?
Zheng said he seemed very rich; if we don't rip him off now, when will we?
Zheng said, seemingly having expected this, "We won't rest here. Have you eaten?"
He looked at Jiang Mingxu with a smile, which made the latter feel a little guilty. "It's so-so. It's not as good as my mother's barbecue. Your cooking skills are really terrible."
"We'll make improvements, and I'll find a chef to cook for us later."
How much of what he says can we believe? Jiang Mingxu pursed his lips. "If we're not staying here, where are we going to stay?"
"Why do you think we brothers were able to escape even though Medicine King Valley was burned to the ground like this? My little ancestor, of course we had three burrows."
Although Medicine King Valley is a place beyond worldly affairs, the successive divine physicians all had their own quirks. Sometimes they would refuse to treat this family, and sometimes they would refuse to treat that family, which inevitably offended some people.
Mr. Yan was a good-natured man, but he ended up being completely outmaneuvered.
However, behind each of these legendary healers' temperaments, there was always a way out for themselves: secret rooms and secret passages.
Mr. Yan certainly knew the location of the secret room and passage; otherwise, how could Zheng Shuoyi and Tian Buer have survived?
He simply chose to perish alongside Medicine King Valley amidst the raging flames.
"So we'll be living here from now on?"
“It’s a stopgap measure.” Zheng said, recalling the once vibrant Medicine King Valley where flowers bloomed and birds and beasts gathered. “I will rebuild Medicine King Valley as soon as possible.”
Jiang Mingxu, who had been reluctant and even felt somewhat depressed after receiving the money, felt that Zheng Shuoyi, who had always been like a stagnant pool, was now like a body of water being stirred by the wind, with ripples spreading across his face.
The ripples grew larger and larger, as if they were about to form waves.
He was almost afraid to look Zheng Shuoyi in the eye. The little boy gave orders to Tian Bu'er, "Where are the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone? I need to write a letter to my mother. I can't go home to celebrate my birthday and eat the longevity noodles she makes. I hope my mother won't be too sad."
"Very good."
Gu An'an's voice startled Jiang Mingzhu slightly. "Mother, what are you saying?"
"nothing.
Gu An'an was slightly embarrassed. "It's nothing. I just didn't expect Xu'er to have such courage. But with Doctor Zheng and Doctor Tian taking care of her, I don't think anything will happen."
The brat said in his letter that he missed her, missed the longevity noodles she made, and missed the braised pork, pork belly, and sweet and sour pork she made.
He doesn't mean he misses her; he clearly wants to eat.
That brat.
Gu An'an had already anticipated this, so she wasn't too surprised when it was confirmed.
Jiang Mingzhu, however, did not believe this explanation. "Mother, you think that if Xu'er doesn't come back, you'll be less angry and won't get wrinkles, right?"
With her secret thoughts exposed, Gu An'an remained unfazed. "What do you mean? Your mother is in the prime of her youth, I don't have any wrinkles."
She takes good care of herself every day. She got a little tanned from being busy recently, but her skin is actually great. After all, she's not even twenty years old yet, and she goes to bed early and gets up early every day. Plus, she exercises and stays fit, so her body is much better now than when she was in school.
Her skin was very firm, and although she wasn't as young as Jiang Mingzhu, she was still exceptionally beautiful and could be considered a pretty girl.
She was very satisfied.
Jiang Mingzhu glanced at the person whose eyes were darting around, but she saw through it without saying anything. "Actually, Xu'er is a bit restless. My brother also told me about this. It would be good if she could stay there and temper her character."
"Yes," Gu An'an sighed. She was only a mediocre doctor herself and couldn't possibly teach anyone to be a miracle doctor. However, Jiang Mingxu was surrounded by warmth in this life, so he wouldn't turn into a villain like before.
Furthermore, throughout history, skilled physicians have always held a distinguished position.
If he can truly become the divine physician of Medicine King Valley, he won't have to worry about the rest of his life.
However, I need to write to him more often in the future, so that even if the child is not by my side, I can still care for him at all times and make sure that Jiang Mingxu does not show any signs of becoming a villain.
Gu An'an thought for a moment, "Xu'er didn't take any warm clothes with her when she left. Doctor Zheng and the other men probably aren't very good at needlework either. I'll make a few clothes these days and send them over with the letter. Zhu'er, if you have anything you want for your little brother, prepare it all together."
Jiang Mingzhu thought for a moment, "Then I'll make him a purse."
Her needlework skills weren't very good, but she could manage to embroider a purse that was barely presentable.
Shoes and socks are out of the question, but she can help out.
Gu An'an laughed, "Tell your brother and Bao'er too, and we'll send them over together."
As she was speaking, someone came over.
It's Master Liang.
Master Liang came here not for a meal, but to discuss some serious matters. "Since Su San Niang is dead, and Manager Bai's ashes have been taken away by that Miss Bai, this Fragrant Pavilion is now vacant. According to our county magistrate, he wants to sell this shop. The money from the sale will be used to pay for the travel expenses of the women who were purchased and want to return to their hometowns. Any surplus will be kept in the public account for the county's expenses."
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