The next day, the shop was busy before dawn.
Er Gou's mother, along with several young men from the village, brought over an ox and some vegetables as dusk fell.
Lan Ya Mei woke up late today and is brushing her teeth and washing up in the backyard.
Since I transmigrated here, there are no toothbrushes, but it's really uncomfortable not to clean my mouth every day.
So I found a chopstick, flattened it, and wrapped a piece of fresh cotton around one end with thin cotton thread, making it look like a large cotton swab. A simple toothbrush was ready. Since I didn't have toothpaste, I used some salt and charcoal ash to brush. I changed the cotton every day, and it stayed clean.
Early risers are already having breakfast in the lobby.
In the backyard, Lan Ya Mei was brushing her teeth with a mouthful of black liquid.
Er Gou's mother led in two carriages. When she saw Lan Ya Mei's appearance, she thought she had eaten mud. She was startled at first, then burst out laughing. She walked closer and teased, "What happened to you?"
This was the first time Er Gou's mother had met him, and she was curious.
The main reason is that Lan Ya Mei woke up late. In the past, she would finish before dawn, so no one noticed and no one was surprised, and there was no need to explain.
"Auntie, my tooth hurts, this is a folk remedy." Lan Yamei didn't want to arouse suspicion, so she made up an excuse. After all, brushing teeth was still quite a novel thing for ordinary people in ancient times.
Logically, Bluetooth Girl didn't need to hide anything; dental care could have been promoted as a good thing. However, as a time traveler, saying too much might arouse suspicion, and she didn't want to create unnecessary trouble for herself, so she simply didn't explain.
Er Gou's mother didn't doubt this far-fetched explanation, only saying, "It's probably because you haven't been eating or sleeping well outside, and you've gotten a sore throat. Rest more these two days and eat lighter meals."
If we continued talking, we'd give ourselves away, so Lan Yamei quickly asked, "What's the deal with the cow?" You weren't pointing at the cow peeking out from under the cart.
"Oh, that's exactly what I was going to tell you. Business at the shop has been getting better every day lately. Not only have all the eggplants that were about to rot in the fields been sold out, but almost all the pigs that could be slaughtered have been slaughtered. There are only a few piglets left, which still need to be raised. I was just wondering what fresh meat to send to the shop today when Sanluzi's dad was driving the ox to plow the field early this morning. But the ground was too hard, and he kept whipping it. The ox strained and fell off the cliff, breaking its leg."
Lan Ya Mei listened with great interest, quickly rinsed her mouth, wiped her mouth clean with a towel, and stood listening attentively.
"That cliff is too high, and there's no path down. We could have gone down, but Sanluzi had a rope tied around his waist and lowered him down, binding the ox tightly. Seven or eight strong young men on the cliff pulled with all their might, but halfway down, the rope broke." Ergou's mother said with a regretful expression, spitting as she clapped her hands, "The cliff edge is full of thorny trees and stumps, which blinded the ox. The ox is now completely ruined. Sanluzi's family got it sorted out and asked me to bring it to the shop. See if you can take it?"
"Is that so!" After hearing this, Lan Yamei went over to look at the cow on the cart, which was still breathing heavily with white foam in its mouth. It was still alive and not dead.
He said to Er Gou's mother, "We're all from the same village, so I can help you with this. You and Er Gou can discuss it and agree on the market price."
Upon hearing this, Er Gou's mother quickly winked and pulled Lan Ya Mei aside, whispering, "It's true that we should sympathize with San Lu Zi's family for what happened, but a damaged ox and a good ox shouldn't be priced the same. Listen to your mother, money is saved, don't be extravagant and spend it without a second thought. Besides, back when your father was still alive, San Lu Zi's father and your father didn't get along, and he often badmouthed your father behind his back, so there's no need to give him so much face."
"Is that so?" Lan Yamei really didn't know and had no recollection of it.
Er Gou's mother favored Lan Yatou, winking at her, and said, "Such a big ox, weighing several hundred pounds, unless it's taken to Lin'an City to sell, who can afford to buy it all at once? If you can take it, you'll be solving a huge problem for him. Listen to me, try to negotiate a lower price."
"Well... Auntie, you and Er Gou can discuss it. I have to go to the clinic after breakfast, so I'll leave this to you." Lan Yamei didn't want to be too distracted by trivial matters, and besides, she didn't understand the intricacies of human relationships in the village, so she decided to let Er Gou's mother handle it, which she trusted.
"Alright, hurry up and get busy! I'll take care of this for you perfectly," Er Gou's mother said with a smile to Lan Ya Mei, who had already walked away.
Back in the hall, Aunt Guan had just finished eating and was on her way to the clinic. Lan Ya Mei, not even having time to eat, quickly followed. She was incredibly curious about the extent of Murong Lan's recovery.
Just then, as dawn broke, a line of people began to form outside the clinic. The two bypassed the crowd and headed straight for the stairwell.
In the consultation room on the first floor, Grandpa Ouyang was seeing patients today. He only raised his hand to the two people and did not speak.
Murong Lan was previously placed on the third floor of the barbecue restaurant. Later, after the clinic opened, there was a quieter consultation room, so Murong Lan was moved here, since it was quieter here.
As soon as they stepped off the third-floor staircase, they saw Murong Xingchen busy in Murong Lan's consultation room with servants and guards.
The two of them happened to hear Murong Lan's voice, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine now. This small stretcher will do, you don't need to put so many blankets on it."
"No, if anything happens to you, how will I explain it to Mother! Listen to your brother!" Murong Xingchen was extremely protective of his younger sister.
The two elderly maids stood there dumbfounded, unsure of whose opinion to follow.
"Put it on! Put it on!" Murong Xingchen urged the servants.
"Brother..." Murong Lan was confident that she was different from before; she could feel it in her body. Her brother waved his hand dismissively, leaving her with no choice but to let the two elderly women take care of things.
At this moment, Aunt Guan spoke up, "Lord Murong, it doesn't matter whether Lanlan lays out this thick quilt or not. In my experience, she should get some exercise too."
Upon hearing this, Murong Xingchen quickly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "What Doctor Mei says is true. I'm just used to worrying, it's really unnecessary." After saying that, he ordered someone to remove the several layers of thick quilts, leaving only a single layer of fleece mattress as the base.
Two tall guards carefully lifted the entire quilt, one in front and one behind, and carried it, along with Murong Lan, onto the stretcher and placed it in its place.
Murong Lan kept smiling, showing her rabbit teeth, completely different from when she first arrived; she had become much more optimistic and cheerful.
As the group descended the stairs, Murong Xingchen extended a sincere invitation, "Dr. Mei! Manager Lan! My father has prepared a simple banquet to thank you both for taking care of my sister during this time. Please come along, don't refuse, the sedan chair is ready."
Looking at the two magnificent sedan chairs downstairs, Lan Yamei was eager to try them out. She had never ridden in one before.
Without a second thought, Aunt Guan refused, “Lord Murong, you’re too kind. Look, there are still many patients from afar seeking medical treatment outside my door. I wish I had three heads and six arms, I really can’t leave all day. I appreciate your kindness, sir.”
"My father rarely invites guests, so I hope you two will not refuse. Moreover, my father has just obtained a top-grade thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and would like to give it to Doctor Mei."
"Wow! Go ahead, Aunt Guan." Upon hearing that there was something to take, especially a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Lan Ya Mei was eager to go and urged Aunt Guan to hurry up and get it.
"Manager Lan, my father heard that you like practicing martial arts, so he specially searched for a book on dart throwing techniques and wanted to give it to you." These words were originally meant to be said at the dinner table, but Murong Xingchen revealed them in advance, showing his sincerity.
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