The next morning, after breakfast, Ye Xiaoxiao took out a pen and paper and asked her grandma to write a few words on the paper.

Miao Fengshan smiled and asked, "What do you want Grandma to write?"

Ye Xiaoxiao: "I want to ask grandma to help write a sign. Just write: I only see patients, I don't prescribe medicine. You are not allowed to ask for money. One yuan per time."

Every day she was going to the market to treat patients and collect medical fees.

Moreover, this is a zero-investment transaction. After she has examined the patient and written the prescription, she has no right to care where the patient gets the medicine.

In her previous life, she provided free medical services, but now she can only use this opportunity to make some money.

"That sounds like a lie."

Ye Changyuan sat in the house eating popcorn.

Ye Changsheng: “Not necessarily.”

The calligraphy of Miaofeng Mountain is particularly elegant, with the style of flying dragons and dancing phoenixes.

Just stick the written words on a wooden board and it becomes a small sign.

Ye Xiaoxiao took the written sign and her grandmother's pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Ye Changyuan moved a set of worn-out single tables and chairs from home, and Ye Changsheng took the leftover popcorn from yesterday, and the three of them went to the market on the east end street of the town.

Here we have a small session every five days and a large session once a month.

That day happens to be the big market day once a month.

When the market was first opened, the common people were very cautious for fear of making mistakes.

After two years of adjustment, the old people of the surname Dong have already tasted the benefits of the market and have gathered together spontaneously without being invited.

Ye Xiaoxiao and the other two arrived early, and there were not many stalls left at the market.

The three of them found a good location and set up their stall.

As time went by, more and more people came to the market, and the things sold became more and more dazzling.

There are stalls selling condiments, chicken, duck and goose meat, grains and cereals, eggs and duck eggs, candied haws and aloe vera... There are also stalls selling barbers, stalls renting and selling comic books, and photo booths.

Although there are a lot of grains here, the quality varies. Everyone trades things that they cannot eat at home. For example, rice and flour are relatively scarce, after all, no one has much of them at home.

There were even more people buying things in the market, and from a distance it looked like a dark cloud had gathered here.

The sound of shouting, talking and laughing filled the air.

Although others were also doing small business, Ye Xiaoxiao's stall looked even more ordinary.

Many people just took a look and left without even reading the words on the sign.

Ye Changyuan stood there for a while and then felt bored. "It's so lively over there. I'll go see what they're selling."

How could a young man be idle? Ye Xiaoxiao did not stop him.

Ye Changsheng continued to accompany Ye Xiaoxiao and other guests.

Ye Xiaoxiao took out the leftover popcorn from yesterday and shouted, "Free popcorn!!"

I guess no one else heard what he said, except for the word "free".

At once, everyone turned around.

"Little girl, what did you just say was free?"

An older lady came up to the stall and asked curiously.

"The popcorn is free, but you have to stand here and read our sign loud and clear three times."

Ye Xiaoxiao pointed to the sign written by Grandma Miao.

"Hey... girl, I can't read."

"It's okay. I'll teach you how to read. I only see patients, not prescribe medicine..."

Eldest sister: "I only see the doctor, I don't prescribe medicine..."

After reading it three times, the lady finally understood what the stall was for.

"Little girl, you guys can treat patients here, then please check if there is anything wrong with me."

The lady didn’t really need the free popcorn, but she had been feeling a little unwell lately. She had just been enduring it and hadn’t gone to the hospital yet.

Ye Xiaoxiao: "Sister, please sit down. I'll take your pulse."

The elder sister glared at me and said, "Hey, little girl, you are a doctor, don't be kidding."

"How could that be? You just read it, so you can't ask for money."

Ye Xiaoxiao pointed to the words on the sign.

The eldest sister then sat down and stretched out her hand half-believingly.

Ye Xiaoxiao put her hand on the other person's wrist, and then asked him to stick out his tongue and have a look.

"Do you often sweat and have many dreams at night? Have you been getting up more often in the past half month? Have you not been sleeping well and have weak legs during the day?"

The eldest sister nodded, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"I'll write you a prescription. Sister, go to the pharmacy and get some medicine. There's a Chinese medicine store in our town. Go buy some 200 grams of chrysanthemum ginseng and take them home to soak in water and drink."

Ye Xiaoxiao picked up the brush beside her, dipped it in ink and wrote something, then handed it to her elder sister.

Ye Changsheng was surprised that Ye Xiaoxiao's calligraphy was actually quite good.

The children of the Ye family were taught calligraphy by their grandmother and Miao Cuifang. Every child started practicing at the age of three. Except for Yanyan who didn't like to write with a soft brush, everyone else in the family wrote very well.

I just didn't expect that Xiaoxiao, who grew up in another family, would also have such a hobby.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you, little doctor, and try drinking it first."

The elder sister was a straightforward person. After putting away the prescription, she took out money from her pocket and said, "Young doctor, you are right. I should give you the money."

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked her clear eyes and said, "Sister, you are our first customer since we opened on the first day. I won't charge you, but please help promote our booth."

Sister: "What is publicity?"

Ye Xiaoxiao: "It means that I can diagnose illnesses accurately!"

The eldest sister slapped her thigh and said, "This is not easy. Wait for me to promote it for you."

After the eldest sister left, several children came over one after another to get popcorn.

Children have very loud voices, and each of them is like a propaganda bullhorn.

After shouting, he was still reluctant to leave and kept standing there playing.

So this place attracted a lot of people's attention.

Although most people come here just to watch the fun, some actually come here hoping to see a doctor.

A few days ago, the elder sister actually did promotion. Several patients who came for consultation were introduced by the elder sister.

Anyway, it says on the sign that you are not allowed to ask for money.

Everyone sat down at the table with a try-it attitude.

No matter who sits here, Ye Xiaoxiao will ask about their condition with a smile, give them a prescription, and tell them where to get the medicine.

Gradually, the excited crowd realized that the girl seemed to be right.

Mr. Zhang from the Daliushu Village next door had discovered his years-long illness, and the girl didn't lie. She just said that the illness needed to be nursed back to health, and it was impossible to cure it unless he went to a big hospital for surgery.

But I am old and in poor health, so the risk of surgery is very high, so it is better for me to take care of myself slowly.

There were whispers in the crowd.

"This girl is quite amazing. That Mr. Zhang is definitely not a prostitute, he is from our village."

"Look at his appearance. He doesn't look like a villager. He might be a doctor from a big hospital in the city."

"That's a rare opportunity."

"Yes, I have to bring my mother here to see a doctor. She has had a headache recently."

I don’t know how the word got out, but everyone thought Ye Xiaoxiao was a doctor from a big hospital. As time went by, a long line formed in front of her stall.

Ye Changsheng took more and more money from his pocket.

While Ye Xiaoxiao was busy, a jeep drove by on the road and passed by the Songlin Town Market.

However, the market is located in a field beside the road. There are no crops in the field now, and the location is open, so it does not occupy the road.

"Brother Lu, it's so lively here."

There were two men sitting in the back seat of the jeep. The one wearing a leather jacket and having a slicked-back hair, who looked particularly dashing, had already lowered the window and was looking at the market outside with great interest.

The other one was wearing a green military coat, leaning in the back seat with his legs crossed and his eyes slightly closed.

Hearing the movement, he glanced at the other person.

The man was tall and straight, with short hair and no cover on his face, revealing all his facial features and features. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and looked very heroic.

That look was so intimidating that the man in the jacket sneered and reached out to close the window that was leaking air.