Chapter 135

Did not notice is Yang Kexin to fill medicine, until heard her soft voice: "that, shopkeeper, I have two liang silver in my hand, please fill medicine according to this money."

Zhang Man'er's pupil shrinks and turns around at dusk. To her eyes, both of them are full of surprise. They say in surprise: "it's you, sister Man'er."

"Well, you're here." Why did the prescription given to her yesterday come today? It seems that I was busy yesterday?

Yang Kexin saw her just now. Looking at her skillful appearance when she opened these drawers, she thought that she was also a member of the pharmacy. She just wondered how this figure looked like Zhang Man'er, but she turned around.

Meeting her here really surprised her: "sister Man'er, why are you here?"

She had all sorts of conjectures in her heart. Zhang Man'er is good at medicine. Maybe she is the doctor here? Otherwise, she wouldn't have told her to come here for medicine, would she?

Sun Junhao would weigh all the medicines on the prescription and put them together. When he packed them, he looked at Zhang Man'er and asked, "master, do you think I caught them correctly?"

That tone, that posture, with a good performance of the children, waiting for adults praise.

The young man who was preparing medicine was called master Man'er. Sure enough, she had an indelible relationship with this medicine hall. You should know that this is the first medicine hall in the town. In this way, it's easy to understand why she has such profound medical skills.

Their father and daughter had always thought that if the doctors from all over the country could not see their mother's stubborn illness, she would have to come to the town to ask for a doctor. But everyone knows that the doctors in baicaoji do not go out to see a doctor. If the patients want to see a doctor, they have to come in person.

Zhang Man'er simply swept a few times and said casually: "yes, it's about half a month's weight?"

It takes half a month to eat two Liang. In the last three months, it costs twelve liang of silver. For ordinary farmers, isn't it income for several years.

Sun Junhao hesitated for a moment, and even the action of packing the medicine stagnated: "master, you are so powerful, so you can see how master knows this little girl, or I'll give you a cheaper price and give you two more days of portion?"

Looking at them in the discussion, Yang Kexin slightly red face, some embarrassed way: "no, no, how much is how much."

Sister Man'er didn't charge them for their diagnosis. How could she take advantage of her again?

What's more, the two liang silver in her hand is still their credit. You can't be too greedy. You should know how to be grateful and contented.

The girl said that there was no need to be special. Naturally, sun Junhao would not give any discount. Besides, the original selling price of their herbal medicines was lower than that of other families.

Take medicine in one hand and give money in the other.

When Yang Kexin was about to leave, Zhang Man'er took the powder polished by the man and said, "thank you."

Then he yelled at her back: "OK, let's go together."

While saying that, people ran out with them, and the radian of the skirt was just like the petals flying.

Zhang Man'er turned around and waved to sun Junhao: "good apprentice, if you have nothing to do, you should learn more medical skills and identify more herbs. If you have time, you can come to Hedong Village. I'll take you to dig herbs in the mountains."

When sun Junhao raised his head, they both went out for a long time and took him to dig herbs in the mountains. This is good. He can dig back some herbs that are easy to survive and commonly used, and plant them himself.

Two young women walking in the street of Qingshiban Road, watching Yang Kexin not go out of the town gate, but to a prosperous West Street, she guessed what.

Zhang Man'er asked, "well, why did you come to town today? Did your father come too? Have you found a suitable place for the rouge booth? "

That old position is not very good. There are many people selling food and vegetables around. Although they have advantages together with those inferior stalls, they undoubtedly lower their own level. Yesterday, I heard that she wanted to rent a stall. Besides, her mother's illness is in urgent need of money, so she must have come here to rent a stall, right?

Yang Kexin was surprised at her cleverness. How could she guess her right? Her eyes were shining: "sister Man'er, I've found a stall. It's at the entrance of West Street. The stall fee is 600 Wen a month, which is acceptable. Our rouge is not bad, and we can make a lot of money by putting it every day. "

She said that she laughed, full of hope for the future.

"Come on." Zhang Man'er encouraged.

Two people cross this street and arrive at the bustling West Street, which is the busiest street in the whole town. The hawkers in this street are basically rented for a long time, so even if it's not market day, the street is also crowded.

Their stall is located at the gate of a cloth shop, which is very big. Just a glance at the gate, you can see many young girls coming in and out, including some girls in silk and silk.

The booth is good here. The rouge can be sold for a little more money through new packaging and adding some series.

Zhang Man'er was thinking about how to make money when he saw a bowl of white bean curd in front of him. It was Uncle Yang's honest and amiable face.

"Man'er, come and eat tofu." He said with a smile.

Today, I came to town with my daughter and paid the stall fee for one month after the stall was implemented. The rest of the money was used to prepare medicine. After a while, her daughter was going to set up a stall, and he was going to take the medicine back to the old woman for frying.

Zhang Man'er was stunned, then said thank you, took the tofu flower, and sat with Yang Kexin.

In this way, the two young girls in the noisy street, in the open door of the cloth shop, in the Hawker's cry, bowed their heads to eat.

The bean curd in the bowl is white and tender. It's sweet and smooth in the mouth. It tastes good.

She looked up and found the bean curd stall across the street. It was made by an aunt with a blue towel and a thick blue cloth. It tasted good. No wonder there were a lot of guests there.

This street is mainly for food, drink and use. There are many kinds of stalls.

After they finished eating, Yang shuci looked at them lovingly, sent the porcelain bowl back to the opposite stall, told them, and went back with the medicine bag.

Yang Kexin opens the stall with wheels. It's a mobile wooden cabinet with some wooden boxes, rouge powder, pancreases and so on.

"Sister Man'er, I'm going to start setting up. Maybe I can sell some boxes this afternoon. If you have something to do, go ahead." Yang Kexin said, from below to find a piece of sky blue cloth spread on the cabinet, and then these daughter household things, one by one put up.

"It's still early. I'll be with you for a while." When Zhang Man'er saw these Rouges, he couldn't help thinking of the rouge that was destroyed yesterday.

I don't have much rouge today. I think it's all in stock.