"It's okay. It's normal for capable people to have a weird temper." Yan Jin looked at the only two rooms of Jiang Nian. The room where she had just seen a patient seemed to be occupied. He said, "She has such great medical skills. I heard from the villagers that she is better than the doctors in the big hospitals in town. It's just that her current living conditions are not worthy of her abilities. Besides, there is not even an extra house. If she finds a seriously injured or sick patient, it will be inconvenient for him to stay for observation. Village Chief Zhou, please make an application another day and I will submit it to the town to try to make the treatment environment better, so that it will be convenient for everyone."
Village Chief Zhou's eyes lit up instantly. "Okay, Director Yan is really thoughtful. I'll write the application when I get back. To be honest, when that girl first told me that she wanted to open a clinic, I really didn't expect her to be so capable. We didn't have the conditions at the time. The current house was built by the villagers in our village. If the town can give us some convenience, that would be the best."
The two discussed the matter again, but no one thought of asking Jiang Nian, the person involved, what she thought. They just thought that she would be happy if she knew.
After all, who doesn’t want to make their business bigger and stronger?
But there was indeed a special case. Jiang Nian didn't think about it at all, at least not before bringing Ye Zhiqiu out.
She is not from this world, and she has no desire to stand out, let alone work herself to death for others.
Ye Zhiqiu asked Jiang Nian, "Master, we still have four pickled chickens that we made last time. We can't finish them all, so why don't we take them to town and sell them? And the dried vegetables, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots are all piled up in the kitchen cabinets. They're enough for the two of us to eat for a year."
Because roosters don't lay eggs, most of the roosters that others brought were roosters. They couldn't be eaten all, and keeping them was a waste of food. Last time, there were six or seven roosters in the chicken coop. It happened that the weather was cold, so after obtaining Jiang Nian's consent, she killed them all and made them into pickled chickens. She has eaten them several times.
But Jiang Nian has been spoiled a lot by Ye Zhiqiu during this period, and he told her yesterday that he didn't want to eat pickled meat for a while.
She would bring back fresh meat from the mountain every now and then, sometimes pheasants and rabbits, sometimes wild boars and deer, and the most terrifying thing was that there were even wild wolves. The amount of meat she brought back each time was not much, just enough for them to eat. Ye Zhiqiu had many doubts in his mind, but he knew that Jiang Nian didn't like others to ask too many questions, so he didn't dare to ask.
Anyway, no matter whether she brought it back or someone else gave it to her, she could do whatever she wanted with the things in the kitchen, as long as she cooked them well.
For example, now, Jiang Nian replied indifferently: "Whatever you want, sell the pickled chicken too, it's too salty."
Ye Zhiqiu said quickly: "It wasn't too cold some time ago, so I put more salt in it because I was afraid it would stink. Next time I'll put less. It won't go bad even if it's cold now."
Jiang Nian raised his head and glanced at her.
The girl, who was originally short and thin, has grown taller under her care during this period. Her face has gained some flesh, and her hair has turned from dull yellow to black and has grown a lot longer. Her skin and temperament have improved greatly, and she has long lost her rustic look.
But the old cotton-padded jacket she was wearing seemed a little too big and didn't fit her well.
Sucheng sent her some cotton-padded clothes, all made by Zhu Xianglan according to her measurements. Besides, they were a token of love from her family, so it would be difficult to give them to others.
Her medical expenses were not expensive, but after calculating over this period of time, she had earned nearly 200 yuan.
There is no shortage of money, but there is a shortage of bills.
Because the clothes were all made at home, the receipts Jiang Qinghe sent to her were all food coupons, as he was afraid that she would have nothing to eat or drink here, and there were really no cloth coupons.
The cloth stored in her space was not suitable for wearing in the countryside, and the clothing in her previous world was too different from this world.
After some thought, Jiang Nian decided, "Don't worry. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow. Director Yan will come to settle the medical expenses. You wait at home. The day after tomorrow, I'll take you to town and buy some things."
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