20 Chapter 20
◎What you can’t get is the best◎
When I arrived in town the next day, someone was already waiting there.
Jiang Jingyun recognized several of them as the doormen or managers he had met yesterday. After asking them carefully, he learned that the owners of the cream cakes sold yesterday said they were delicious and asked him to buy some more today. After asking many people, he learned that the three brothers of the Jiang family set up a stall in the West Market every day and would wait here early.
As soon as he saw the man, people gathered around him and expressed their desire to buy cakes.
The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment, standing there in a daze: Their cream cake is so popular?
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring out the cream cakes." The man squatted here since early in the morning, and he was already impatient waiting, and urged repeatedly, "Bring them all out. I want as many as you can."
"Hey, hey, hey, who are you?" Hearing someone's arrogant words that he wanted to buy everything, the others were not happy and squeezed forward and said, "I want it all, too."
"I want one too."
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They are all very wealthy and they think that something is too expensive. Once someone opens their mouth, they will go all in. This makes Jiang Jingyun feel a little jealous of the rich.
Since the amount of buffalo milk available each day is limited, a maximum of fifteen boxes of cakes can be made in a day.
When everyone heard this, they fought even harder.
After arguing for a long time, it was finally decided that each family would be limited to two boxes. Some people were not very satisfied, but Jiang Jingyun said that there would be boxes every day in the future, and if they left their addresses, they could be delivered to their homes in order. Only then did everyone reluctantly compromise. When these people left, they also took some braised food and mooncakes back with them, thinking that if the host also liked these, they would definitely give them rewards.
Just like that, before they even set up the stall, Jiang Jingyun and his friends had earned nearly forty taels of silver, which was the same amount of money they could earn from selling snail noodles and braised food for seven or eight days, and they got it in just a short while.
Touching the heavy purse, not to mention Brother Jiang and Brother Jiang, even his heart was beating rapidly: he was really going to get rich this time!
The three of them were all very surprised. In the end, Jiang Jingyun was the first to calm down and reminded his brothers to close their grins: "Hey, brothers, let's keep a low profile to avoid any trouble."
After hearing the reminder, the two brothers reacted quickly, suppressed their overflowing joy, secretly divided the money into three parts, and then started to set up a stall to sell snail noodles and braised food.
On the way back in the afternoon, Brother Jiang happily asked, since the cakes were so popular, whether we should find another store selling buffalo milk and make more to sell every day.
Jiang Jingyun agreed to find one more store to buy buffalo milk. Buffalo milk is one of the main ingredients and it would be troublesome if it was lacking. So one more store could be found just in case, but the number of cakes could not be increased.
To be honest, the price of a box of cakes is still relatively expensive, and most people generally cannot afford it. No matter how many wealthy families there are in this town, there is a limit to how much they can sell. It’s selling well now because everyone is new to it, but sales will drop over time.
Furthermore, as the saying goes: what you get is not necessarily good, but what you don’t get is definitely the best!
Hunger marketing, that's all.
Second Brother Jiang felt that what Fifth Brother said made sense, so he nodded and put the idea aside.
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Time flies, and winter is here in the blink of an eye.
It was the day for Jiang Jingyun to check his homework. Looking at the four books on the table, Mr. Sun picked up a copy of The Great Learning and asked, "What is the Way of the Great Learning?"
"The way of the university is to manifest the bright virtue, to love the people, and to stop at the highest good. [1] The way of the university is to promote the bright and upright virtues, to examine oneself and extend oneself to others, and to achieve the highest good."
"Peace the world?"
"The so-called peace in the world lies in the good governance of the state: when the ruler respects the elderly, the people will be filial; when the ruler respects the elders, the people will be brotherly; when the ruler cares for the orphans, the people will not betray him. This is how a gentleman should follow the principles of propriety and justice. [2] The peace of the world lies in the good governance of the state; respecting the elders and loving the young lies in the ruler. Therefore, cultivating oneself, nurturing virtues and extending one's kindness to others is the way of a gentleman."
Mr. Sun nodded and casually changed to another copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean".
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It was a very cold day, but Jiang Jingyun was sweating all over down there.
The long test time was finally over. Although he was a little hesitant in answering the questions, he was able to answer them basically. It was obvious that he had not slacked off in his studies during this period. Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction and asked, "I heard that your snail noodle business has stopped in the morning?"
"Yes, we stopped selling it two days ago because of lack of ingredients. What we are still selling now is the braised pork noodles." Jiang Jingyun responded. The teacher loved their snail noodles and often sent servants to buy it, so it was normal for him to know this.
Mr. Sun nodded: "If that's the case, then we shouldn't need so many people. Then starting tomorrow, from Chenshi to Weishi every day, you can go to the private school and take classes with other students."
Jiang Jingyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
It's so touching. Has the progress finally caught up with the same period?
I have been here for so long, and I go to the same place every day. My class times are different from others. I have never met other scholars, and I don’t know if these classmates are easy to get along with.
I came out of the private school with all sorts of thoughts in my mind. It was already getting dark. The cold and damp weather with sleet pierced my bones through my thin cotton coat. Jiang Jingyun, who was shivering from the cold, walked home while thinking: I don’t sell snail noodles anymore. I only sell braised food, mooncakes, and cakes. But the business is not good because it’s too cold. I have to think of some new ideas…
As his mind raced, his feet slowed down.
Seeing that he was about to fall asleep again, Jiang Erge, who was standing next to him, reached out and pulled him forward: "We'll be home in two more steps. Let's go back and have something hot to eat before we think about it."
"It's warm..." As he was thinking, he suddenly heard some noise in front. He looked up and found that it was from his home. Jiang Jingyun's heart suddenly tightened: Did something happen?
The two of them quickly walked home and saw a person in the house, lying there motionless, covered in blood. When they got closer, they found that it was Xiao Muyan.
Jiang Jingyun was anxious: "What's going on? Have you called a doctor?"
The uncle was also anxious and angry: "I don't know, he suddenly collapsed outside your door, and we didn't know until Jinglin came to call us. I have asked the eldest brother to ask the old village doctor."
The village doctor is a barefoot doctor. He can usually treat minor injuries and illnesses. Xiao Muyan's case looks serious, and the old village doctor may not be able to treat it. After thinking about it, Jiang Jingyun took out fifty taels of silver and handed it to his second brother behind him, saying, "Second brother, go find my eldest brother to invite the old village doctor first, and then go to the town to invite a doctor. The price doesn't matter, just be quick!"
"Okay, I'll go right away." Brother Jiang took the silver and ran out.
"Bring a lantern. The road is slippery when it's dark. You two should watch out for the road." Jiang Jingyun shouted outside.
After a few breaths, a response mixed with the cold wind came from afar: "Hey, I got it..."
Jiang Jingyun watched his second brother walk away, went back to the room and saw the mattress that was almost soaked with blood. He frowned: This won't work. If we keep letting Xiao Muyan lie there, he'll die before the doctor comes.
He turned around and ordered repeatedly:
"Aunt, please help boil some water, and find some clean, breathable linen or cotton cloth."
"Jinglin, hurry up and bring a few more braziers and put them in the house to light a fire."
"Uncle, come and give me a hand. Brother Xiao's clothes are all wet. We need to cut open his clothes and replace them with clean ones. Then, roughly bandage the wound first. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on."
After hearing Jiang Jingyun's arrangements, those who were anxiously moving around suddenly felt more confident and started moving quickly.
Jiang Jingyun took a pair of clean scissors, burned them a few times over the brazier to disinfect them, and then cut Xiao Muyan's clothes.
After the clothes were lifted, both of them gasped: their hands and feet had varying degrees of abrasions, the most serious of which was the stomach, where a wound almost two fingers long ran from the ribs across the navel, the skin and flesh rolled to both sides, and the chewed green plant fragments covering it had been washed away by blood, revealing the muscle tissue inside, which was faintly oozing blood.
Jiang Jingyun looked pale, his hand unconsciously grasped his uncle's arm, and asked in a trembling voice: "Didn't you say to call the old village doctor? Why hasn't he come yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his aunt coming in with a pot of hot water, and said anxiously: "Jingfeng, who just ran away, is back. He said that the old village doctor went out to visit relatives yesterday and has not returned yet. The eldest and second sons have already rushed to the town."
"Why at this time?"
No, I can't panic. Jiang Jingyun gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay calm. If he panicked, Xiao Muyan would be in real trouble.
Think about it... How does the modern first aid science video deal with large wounds...
First, clean the wound... There is no sterile saline solution here, so Jiang Jingyun can only put table salt into boiling water and then warm it up to use as saline. After gently rinsing off the foreign matter on the wound, he leaned in to take a closer look: Fortunately, the belly was not broken and the internal organs were not injured.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Xiao Muyan lying on the bed move unconsciously, and the wound on his belly was torn open and bleeding...
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Jiang Jingyun glared at his uncle: Why don’t you hold him down!
The uncle also looked innocent: I held it down, and he rolled up his stomach by himself!
"No, the wound is on the belly which is often in motion. If you move a little, the wound will split open and needs to be sutured." Jiang Jingyun frowned, and felt so anxious that he wanted to bang his head against the wall. "But, he really can't do this! What should I do? What should I do!"
Jiang Jingyun paced back and forth in the room anxiously. He looked at the sky which had already darkened. He estimated that his cousin and the others would not be back for another hour or two at the earliest. He then looked down at Xiao Muyan who was bleeding profusely and looked as pale as death. Jiang Jingyun gritted his teeth and decided to try his luck!
He asked his aunt for the thinnest and shortest embroidery needle and cotton thread. He bent the front end of the needle slightly and put it into boiling water together with the cotton thread for high-temperature disinfection. He then rinsed his hands again and started working.
His lips trembled, and he looked at his uncle with the needle and thread: "His wound is too big and the bleeding cannot be stopped. I have to sew up his wound like sewing clothes. It should be very painful. Uncle, you have to press it tightly this time."
The uncle was also very nervous. He was afraid that he couldn't hold it down by himself, so he called his aunt to help hold down his feet. After making sure that Xiao Muyan couldn't move even if he woke up in pain and struggled, he signaled Jiang Jingyun with his eyes to take action.
Jiang Jingyun swallowed, took a deep breath to steady his shaking hands, and reached out to Xiao Muyan's belly...
【Author’s words】
【1】【2】From "University"
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