Xiao San found a secluded place and took out a 60-tael silver note and gave it to Song Yuehua.
"Thank goodness for following you. I also bet 5 taels and won 10 taels." Xiao San said with a smile.
Song Yuehua put away the banknote and asked, "Do you trust me so much?"
"I don't believe you," Xiao San said, "I think you will keep these 20 taels even if you die."
Song Yuehua nodded. This made sense and was indeed the case.
Xiao San asked again, "Will you come next year? If you come, I will buy you."
"Let's see next year." Song Yuehua waved her hand and planned to go home.
Before going home, Song Yuehua went to the clinic. When the old doctor found out that she had eaten 57 steamed buns, he couldn't help but mutter.
"This kind of thing is just for show, not only is it a waste of food, but it also makes people sick. Think about it, is it worth it to buy your life with five taels of silver?"
Song Yuehua was so annoyed that she didn't dare to say anything back. Now her stomach ached a little, and even her back hurt a little.
The old doctor told her to wait in the clinic, get the injection, take some medicine and then go home.
This time we made an unexpected fortune, 45 taels of silver, which is enough for Xiaoyu's tuition for half a year. Now there are almost 303 taels of silver in the family.
If there is a chance, Song Yuehua still wants to do some long-term business. She has also asked Ji Ming about this question. If you want to do business, there are many ways to do it. For example, making Buddhist clothes before was just a chance, and the method used was also a trick.
It is not easy to make money steadily.
Song Yuehua had never come into contact with any businessmen in her previous life, and most of her business activities were online shopping.
This is obviously unrealistic!
Song Yuehua's forehead was sweating from the pain. She decided not to come next time as it was too bad for her stomach. At worst she could go to the Bugui Mountain, which was better than this.
After thinking it through, Song Yuehua felt relaxed.
I don't know if the old doctor deliberately added bitterness to the medicine I drank, but it was extremely hard to drink.
Song Yuehua asked, "Shouldn't things that promote digestion be sour? Why is it so bitter?"
The old doctor raised his eyelids and said dissatisfiedly, "You are a doctor and I am a doctor?"
Song Yuehua, "..."
After paying the money and leaving, the old doctor came from behind and said, "If you don't want to take this bitter medicine next time, don't do that stupid thing."
so.
Is the bitter medicine intentional?
Not long after Song Yuehua left the pharmacy, she saw a man running towards her crying and holding a brick.
Huh? Song Yuehua picked up a bench from the roadside noodle stall and prepared to throw it at the man.
Unexpectedly, a man suddenly ran out from the side and knocked the man to the ground.
Song Yuehua quickly kicked the kitchen knife out of the man's hand and subdued the crazy man.
"Uncle Erniu, do you have a rope?" Song Yuehua asked Zhang Erniu who came to help.
The noodle stall owner nearby threw over a piece of coarse cloth.
Zhang Erniu picked up the cloth strip, thanked the noodle stall owner, and then tied the man up.
"Ah..." The crazy man struggled desperately.
Song Yuehua poured a bowl of water on his face and asked, "Did I provoke you? You're going to hit me with a brick!"
"You bastard, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lost all my belongings... I bet on a fake monk, I bet on a fake monk..."
the mad man cried.
Zhang Erniu looked at Song Yuehua, "Daya, what are you doing?"
Song Yuehua sighed and said, "I won the game fairly, but you put all the blame on me. This is not good."
Several people gathered around to watch the fun.
Someone recognized him and asked, "Isn't this Li Dayan?"
"I heard that Li Dayan lost all the money his mother spent on medicine. I guess Mrs. Mu can only wait for death."
“How pitiful!”
Seeing that Zhang Erniu looked confused about the situation, Song Yuehua told him about the big eating contest.
Li Dayan, who was pressed underneath, heard this and said excitedly, "You must have cheated. How can a girl like you eat 57 steamed breads? Even a fake monk can't eat more than you."
Although Zhang Erniu didn't witness it with his own eyes, it didn't stop him from helping out, "If you want to cheat, then cheat. The shopkeeper is watching, and there are so many people watching below the stage, why don't you go on stage and cheat!"
Li Dayan seemed to be deaf and he kept shouting, "You cheated me, you will die a miserable death, it's all your fault, you cheated my mother out of her medical expenses, it's all your fault..."
Zhang Erniu looked at Song Yuehua, and both of them were speechless.
"Daya, what should we do now?" Zhang Erniu asked.
Song Yuehua glanced outside and said, "Just wait. With such a big commotion, wait for the police to come and take the people away."
At this time, the noodle stall owner came out to persuade, "This Li Dayan is quite pitiful. He has a seriously ill mother at home. If he is arrested, his mother will really have to wait for death."
"What? Do you mean that you want me to let him go?" Song Yuehua asked, turning her head away.
The noodle stall owner smiled awkwardly.
Song Yuehua squatted down and asked Li Dayan, "I'll let you go, can you stop causing trouble for me?"
"Pooh!"
Li Dayan spat viciously.
Song Yuehua looked at the noodle stall owner, who was so annoyed that he couldn't bear to look at her.
Among the onlookers, no one had the nerve to plead for Li Dayan.
In the end, Li Dayan was taken away. Song Yuehua went over to testify. When County Magistrate Yan saw that it was her again, he asked after learning the whole story, "Did you really eat 57 steamed buns?"
Song Yuehua nodded.
The magistrate of Yan County stroked his beard, looked him up and down, and then commented, "He looks a lot fatter."
Song Yuehua: "..." Nonsense, how can it be so fast?
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