Chapter 116 Why is he so timid?
"Young Master, you should say less. Haven't you seen how Old Master Lü has been suffering from internal heat these past two days? He even has a big blister on his lip. If you keep up this and ruin his health, what will you do then?"
Upon hearing Jiang Nuanzhi's words, Lü Shizhu pursed his lips and hid behind Jiang Nuanzhi, pretending to be a quail, but his eyes kept glancing at his father with a wary expression.
"You unfilial son, you unfilial son! You're absolutely infuriating!"
As he spoke, Old Master Lü looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with shame: "Dr. Jiang, I'm so sorry. I've caused you a lot of trouble this time. I really am."
"Please don't be angry," Jiang Nuanzhi said with a smile. "Actually, the young master has been a great help to my family. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that we made these medicines ourselves. If it weren't for him, how could the ointment have been delivered so quickly? You've misunderstood him this time."
“That’s right! I watched Ah Nuan make this ointment! I’m almost able to learn how! Don’t say I’m useless anymore!” Young Master Lu said proudly, tilting his head back.
Upon hearing this, Old Master Lü was stunned for a moment, then immediately bowed to Jiang Nuanzhi: "Doctor Jiang, I'm so sorry! I only intended to let him stay in the fields to change his temperament, but I didn't expect him to steal my skills! This prescription is probably a time-honored one. If he really steals it, I... I will have no face to face Doctor Jiang. You name the price, even if it means going bankrupt, I will sell this prescription as if it were my Lü family!"
Jiang Nuanzhi waved her hand: "How can you just learn it like that? Making medicine is not that simple. Besides, we are close friends. Even if he does learn it, it is because I am willing to teach him. It is not because of Elder Lü. You can rest assured."
Seeing that Old Master Lü was still frowning, Jiang Nuanzhi changed the subject: "Alright, Old Master Lü, why don't you examine this ointment first? It took us some time to make. We are quite satisfied with it. Please take a look and give us your opinion. If you think it's good, then settle the payment with us. That would be the happiest thing for us."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Lü couldn't help but laugh and reply, "Oh dear, look at my head, I'll go get the money for Doctor Jiang right away."
Jiang Nuanzhi stopped the old man: "You should examine this ointment first."
After saying that, he took out a bottle of ointment and placed it in his hand.
"Of course I trust Dr. Jiang."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "If you trust me, please help me take a look."
Left with no other choice, Old Lu opened the ointment, scooped out a small amount, applied it to his hand, and examined it closely.
"Go ahead and check it out. Look at this ointment we made; it's even better than before! I secretly cut myself last night, and it stopped bleeding instantly after applying it. Look, the wound is completely healed this morning. Seven hundred wen is a bargain for you. I'll definitely sell it for one and a half taels later! I'll make a killing!" Lü Shizhu raised his chin, his smugness impossible to hide.
Unusually, Old Master Lü did not scold or beat his son. Instead, he looked at the ointment with surprise and nodded repeatedly: "Top-grade, indeed top-grade! Doctor Jiang's skill in making this ointment is something that ordinary people cannot learn!"
As she spoke, she cut her hand with a knife, applied the ointment to test the medicine, and then the look of amazement in her eyes intensified, and even the hand holding the ointment trembled.
"Excellent! Excellent! It's even better than the tribute medicine for wounds from back then! Ah Yong, Ah Yong, come and check the ointment."
"Sir, there are two hundred bottles here in total, just right," Ah Yong said with a smile after counting.
Old Master Lü immediately nodded, personally counting out ninety taels of silver and placing it in Jiang Nuanzhi's hand: "We paid a deposit of fifty taels before, this is the remaining silver. We'll settle the account for these two hundred bottles."
Immediately afterwards, Old Lu rubbed his hands together and then looked apologetically at Jiang Nuanzhi's other basket: "Dr. Jiang, are these dozens of bottles for some other purpose? Has someone else also ordered them?"
Jiang Nuanzhi shook her head: "I made a little extra, thinking I'd set up a stall later and sell it casually."
"Could you sell them all to me at the same time?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Of course, that will save me trouble."
Old Master Lü smiled and immediately went to count the silver again.
There were thirty bottles in total, totaling exactly twenty-one ounces.
Jiang Nuanzhi accepted the silver with a smile. She received more than a hundred taels of silver in one go, which was the largest sum of money she had earned since she transmigrated here.
If this money were taken back to Xinghua Village to buy houses, it could even buy more than a dozen, which would be a huge sum of money.
Just as she was feeling quite pleased with herself, the next second, Old Master Lü took out another hundred-tael silver note, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Jiang Nuanzhi.
He said somewhat embarrassedly, "Dr. Jiang, there's something else I'd like to discuss with you."
Jiang Nuanzhi did not pick up the silver note, but smiled and said, "Elder Lü, please speak freely."
"It's just that... Dr. Jiang, could you possibly sell this wound medicine only to my Lü family from now on?"
Jiang Nuan was taken aback, then smiled and pushed the hundred-tael silver note back.
"I'm afraid that won't work."
Old Master Lü sighed inwardly: "I knew it wouldn't work, but I still wanted to give it a try."
As he spoke, he pushed the hundred-tael silver note back: "Doctor Jiang, as long as your first choice is still my Lü family and you don't sell the ointment to Jinhua Hall, then this silver is still Doctor Jiang's."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at the hundred taels of silver and smiled.
Sanqi rushed to the Li family's courtyard without stopping.
Looking at the small courtyard so close at hand, he felt quite excited.
After running such a long way, exhausted and hungry, I finally saw people. Dragging my slightly weary body into the yard, I couldn't help but call out.
"Dr. Jiang, Dr. Jiang!"
He called out twice but didn't see anyone, so he frowned and tried to walk into the yard.
The next second, he saw a face that was all too familiar to him. He was instantly stunned, and without paying attention to his footing, he stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud.
Following his gaze, we saw that the old man had an apron tied around his waist, his sleeves rolled up high, and his nose and face covered in flour.
He had obviously heard the noise, and stood at the door with his hands on his hips, asking gruffly, "Who are you?"
Sanqi swallowed hard, thinking he was seeing things. He almost subconsciously rubbed his eyes, but the person was still standing in front of him.
"What are you doing here?"
The old man was getting a little impatient: "Do you know me? If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't, I'm going to make noodles!"
"Why...why is this happening?"
The Imperial Advisor has been missing for over half a year, and the Regent has sent people to search for him for a long time, but without any news. There are even rumors that the Imperial Advisor has died.
But here he was, perfectly fine, waving a rolling pin at himself – it was truly surreal.
Sanqi seemed to have a thousand words stuck in her throat, but after a long time, she could only manage to squeeze out one sentence.
The old man frowned deeply and looked at the waiter beside him: "Young friend, do you know this person? Is he a relative of ours?"
Xiao Er recognized him; it was the man who had come to the house looking for his mother last time. However, Brother Lü had said that this man was not a good person, so he frowned and shook his head: "I don't know him."
The old man frowned immediately: "Since you don't know me, then hurry up and leave. You young man, you're quite handsome, but you stutter. And you're quite wicked too. Go on, or I'll beat you up later."
As he spoke, he picked up the rolling pin and casually swung it around.
To everyone's surprise, Sanqi was so startled by his words that she vanished in a flash. She even lost one of her shoes in the process.
He didn't bother to pick up his shoes; he turned around, led his horse, and galloped out of the yard.
The waiter stared in disbelief: "How can he be so timid?"
The old man spread his hands innocently: "Hmm? Is he a coward? Aren't all people like that?"
Sanqi writes urgently: Grandmaster, greetings. These days... Waaaaaah... I... Waaaaah... They... Hiccup.
The Magpie Doctor: "??????"
(End of this chapter)
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