Chapter 695

Man Bao pasted the white paper, then squatted aside to grind Bai Shan and asked, "my Zhou character should be bigger."

Bai Shan said that there was no problem. He chose a pen, stained with ink, and wrote down a particularly solemn and beautiful word "Zhou", and then wrote down the name of Jishitang after a bar.

Xiao Yuan:... Where does it say that?

However, he looked at it and found that it was very good-looking, so he also ran to take the other two brands, "young master Bai, you write down our two brands."

After receiving the pen, Bai Shan looked at his words with satisfaction, generously took over the two brands and asked, "who is the other doctor except Dr. Ji?"

Xiao Yuan: "it's from our shopkeeper."

Man Bao helped paste the paper. Bai Shan put down his pen and asked, "won't Dr. Ji come?"

"Dr. Xiao Ji is going to look at the shop," Xiao Yuan whispered after looking around. "Our shopkeeper said that most of the diseases on these refugees are sandwiched together, but the county government gives only a little medicine list. How to treat it and how to treat it will be very particular. I'm afraid Dr. Xiao Ji doesn't have enough experience, so he won't come for the time being."

Xiao Yuan then looked at man Bao and said, "Miss man, the shopkeeper said that if you can't find a substitute medicine when prescribing, you'd better write a note and hand it out. I'll help you send it to Dr. Ji and the shopkeeper for reference."

Man Bao said there was no problem.

If the prescribed medicine is not the medicine on the list, it will not make much sense to the patient.

Because those who can afford medicine will not be reluctant to pay a few Wen for medical treatment.

In the evening, when it was getting dark, everyone finished all their work. Man Bao climbed into the carriage with his small waist.

Wei Ting moved things with the recruited refugees. He just felt that his hands and feet were not his own.

He also climbed into his own carriage. He didn't even have the strength to talk to Bai Shan. He just waved and left.

Bai Shan sat next to man Bao, took another look at the neatly arranged wooden shed outside, nodded with satisfaction and said, "yes, do you need my help after school tomorrow?"

Mr. Zhuang, who sat in the car early, rubbed his back and said, "if you want to come, you can read. You can just help count the herbs."

He sighed, "don't you see that someone has begun to wait? I'm afraid tomorrow will be busy."

Man Bao turned to look outside and saw that many people had been sitting on the side of the road. Some people were in rags and directly covered themselves with a pile of hay, while others pulled a wide clothes to cover themselves or huddled in a ragged quilt.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang also turned to look outside the car and were silent for a moment.

Mr. Zhuang also looked out of the window and said nothing in silence. Until he entered the city, the talents on the road disappeared. When he entered the city, there was prosperity inside.

A shop lit lanterns at the door, barely lit the street with the curved moon in the sky, and the carriage staggered forward.

The farther you go, the more pedestrians on the road, but much less than during the day. They are all people who come out to play or eat wine at night.

The heavy bell sounded. It was the bell that closed the gate. It would strike twelve times. At the eleventh time, the gate began to close. When the twelfth fell, the gate was almost completely closed.

There will be a period of time between the bell and the bell, giving people time to respond.

None of the people waiting along the road outside the city came in.

A city gate separates the people of the two worlds. However, in the past, it was passively separated, but today, people outside the city do not take the initiative to enter the city.

The three were young after all. Although they had a heavy heart, they were only for a while and soon attracted their attention by the bustle of the street.

Mr. Zhuang has been watching the excitement outside the window and silent.

Man Bao noticed that his husband was in a bad mood and couldn't help asking, "what's the matter with you, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang took back his eyes, looked at the three students who were concerned about him and said, "as a teacher, I remember that when I was young, the gate of Yizhou city was open all night. Unless there was a war, it would never be closed."

The three were surprised, "are there any doors that don't close?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile, "of course, in big cities such as Yizhou, Taiyuan and Luoyang, the gates are usually open for 12 hours. Only the square city is closed and the flow of square people is prohibited. Only middle cities and small cities will close their gates to prevent thieves. "

Man Bao: "when did Yizhou city close its doors?"

"It was about ten years ago. Now the people in Yizhou city and merchants are used to it." Mr. Zhuang looked out of the window with complex eyes and said softly, "I didn't think it was bad to close the city gate before, but just now, as a teacher, I suddenly felt that once the city gate was closed, there would be two worlds inside and outside the city. But strangely, whether inside or outside the city, are not all the rivers and mountains of Dajin? "

Man Bao and Bai Shan didn't talk. Bai Erlang didn't know what to say. The car was quiet.

When the four masters and disciples were silent, the carriage stopped. Daji jumped out of the carriage, lifted the curtain and said, "Sir, young master, I'm home."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and waved, "get off."

Bai Erlang, who was sitting outside, jumped out of the carriage first, and then smelled a delicious smell of meat. Bai Shan and man Bao then jumped down, and then turned to help Mr. down.

The four masters and disciples smelled the meat smell.

Hearing the news, Zhou Silang ran out of the kitchen. Seeing them, he smiled and said, "you've finally come back. I was wondering if I wanted to find you."

"Fourth brother, what is so fragrant?"

"Oh, it's mutton," Lang smiled and narrowed his eyes on Thursday. He said proudly, "on my way back, I met businessmen from the western regions. They drove a batch of sheep and several feet broke. They killed and bought meat. I think the meat is good, so I bought better and cooked it with big materials. Now the weather is just cold. It's best to eat mutton."

Man Bao ran into the kitchen and saw that Aunt Rong was holding a spoon, while Zhou Lijun squatted on the ground to burn a fire. There were half cut mutton legs on one side of the chopping board. Obviously, this job was done by Zhou Lang.

When Aunt Rong saw the three little masters running into the kitchen, she immediately drove them, "go out quickly. You can't stand in the kitchen."

Seeing the three people staring at the cooing pot, they smiled and said, "the hot water is all cooked. The young masters and ladies wash first. After washing, the food will be better."

She said: "in fact, the food has been hot once, and you never come back. Fourth master Zhou came back with two big lamb legs. I thought it would be better to add a big dish to you. Just as you are busy these days, you can make it up."

Man Bao nodded again and again. "It's going to be cold. It's going to stick autumn fat."

Bai Shan couldn't help looking at her. "You think you're a cow. Autumn is dry. It's better to eat less mutton."

Bai Erlang said, "then eat less. I'll eat your share for you."

Man Bao: "I'll eat it for you, too."

Bai Shan snorted, "no, thank you!"