Chapter 136

"Bupleurum 3 money... A total of 73 Wen, next!"

It's not so fast to explode rice flowers.

The dispensing boy over there just came over with the list issued by the doctor. Gu Zheng here had calculated the medicine money.

Often when a quartet of medicine bags are handed out, the patient over there has prepared the accurate change.

As soon as the efficiency is improved, the order will be in order. As soon as the order is good, the atmosphere of medical treatment will be more comfortable.

When the customers go out with medicine, they can also receive some tips on life behind Gu Zheng.

"When it's hot, you can also grab a pair of heatstroke prevention herbal tea specially prepared by us in Baolin. You don't need to grab medicine for a small fire. You can also drink it as a daily drink. You can kill multiple birds with one stone. Would you like some?... two good herbal tea bags. Take a slow walk and come again!"

Although it's a little suspected of cursing others to come to the pharmacy, the service attitude is good.

The big shopkeeper, who had already slowed down, saw the working state of Gu Zheng, couldn't help holding the beard on his chin and nodded with satisfaction.

I can eat a little, but people have the ability to match their appetite.

In this short time, more than 20 herbal tea, chrysanthemum and other medicine bags for ten Wen have been sold. Please pay attention to the account room.

Gu Zheng, who didn't know that he had made a good impression on his immediate boss, didn't leave the medicine hall until it was dark.

Now there is a very serious problem facing him. He has only three Wen left in his pocket when he just started work, but the employee benefits of Baolin only include lunch.

He's hungry again... And three Wen can't last a week.

Therefore, if he wants to maintain daily food and clothing, he needs to find another way.

In this medicine hall, there is only one wronged leader who really needs his help, that is Huang Hansen, the current little owner, who has been locked up in the ancestral hall to copy the family rules a thousand times.

Gu Zheng, who had made up his mind, after a few greetings with the chief shopkeeper, ran to the last head of the martial arts field, leading to the back door of Baolin and the direction of the Huang family ancestral hall.

There is a unlucky man who has no food or drink waiting for him to save.

The ancestral hall of the Huang family is a small place, but the attic is very stable, complete in all corners, and has a martial style.

It's just that in this dark evening, the ancestral hall without lights feels a little gloomy.

Gu Zheng touched it silently. In Huang Hansen's frightened eyes at the beginning and then surprised eyes, like a big gray wolf tempting a naked little white rabbit, he said the words he would often say since primary school.

"This young master, do you need the service of copying family rules? Children and old people are honest, pay on delivery, the handwriting is highly imitated, and will never reveal the stuffing!"

"Really! How much is it?"

"I need to price it according to the number of words in your Huang family rules and the font and handwriting of the few owners."

"After all, I don't rule out that the Huang family has a family rule with as many words as the Lotus Sutra. Maybe the little owner's handwriting is as wonderful as calligraphy?"

Huang Hansen was so confident that he handed Gu Zheng more than 100 copies of the family rules he had just copied out all afternoon.

After reading these family rules at a glance, Gu Zheng quoted a very "reasonable" price.

"There are not many words. The family rules have a total of 128 words. I should have charged one Wen and two copies, but it's too difficult to imitate what you wrote. After it's done, you must give me ten Wen more for every 100 copies!"

Look, knowledge changes fate. Now the ugly writing is also the original sin of paying more money.

Huang Hansen looked at his unique words of dog climbing style and sighed helplessly: "please trouble Mr. Gu. Give me 500 copies of family rules tomorrow morning."

"Well, my word is absolutely ugly, so that your father can't see any flaws. Oh, by the way, young owner, according to the rules of ordinary book stores, you need to pay a deposit of 10% in advance."

"Thank you for your patronage. Thirty Wen, no thanks!"

"Oh, oh!" Huang Hansen, who was bent on practicing martial arts and didn't care about broken things, touched his waist after hearing Gu Zheng's vows. There was a string of Jingling copper coins hanging in it.

After a hook type movable mouth was pulled down from his belt, thirty pieces of big money were counted in Gu Zheng's hands.

The transaction between P (friends) and Y (friends) of these two people who can't speak to outsiders has just been completed. The gate of the ancestral hall, which is rarely visited on weekdays, was pushed open from the outside in an instant.

"Squeak"

As the heavy door panel was slowly pushed open, what greeted Gu Zheng and Huang Hansen sitting on the ground was the two rows of martial brothers holding torches outside the gate, and Huang Hongfei standing in the middle of the big field outside the gate.

At this time, Huang Hongfei's face is definitely not good-looking. It is all caused by the team of very unlucky women who closely follow him.

Earlier, Huang Hansen "acted courageously" and took a red light. He found strong foreign aid for himself. A group of widows with darker hearts and hotter hands: black light. To recover their failed scene on the dock.

Therefore, Gu Zheng's unspeakable offline transaction with Huang's employer was put in front of everyone.

"What are you doing!"

Until now, Huang Hongfei took out the momentum of being a father and looked at the scene where his son and Gu Zheng dragged a piece of paper and looked at each other affectionately. No wonder he thought more.

Huang Hansen, who was confronted by so many people with his cheating scene, didn't have as many experiences as Gu Zheng. When his father roared, he was nervous and stabbed to break the paper link between him and Gu Zheng.

The atmosphere in the venue became more and more depressed, but Gu Zheng's calm voice sounded in time: "Alas, what did I tell you just now?"

"If you want to write a good calligraphy, you must concentrate and calm down. Before thousands of troops and horses, you should maintain a calm state of mind. You can learn a good calligraphy only if you have a stable hand and a calm heart."

"Do you think I'm right? Mr. Huang?"

After hearing Gu Zheng's words, Huang Hongfei's face immediately changed from the rage of hating iron and not steel to confusion: "Mr. Gu, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell Mr. Huang that as a scholar, I came to Baolin to apply for an accounting room because of your son's heroism on the wharf."

"It makes me feel that the martial arts school in Baolin medicine hall is a place of love and righteousness, and after a simple contact with Huang Hansen, he mentioned to me your expectations for him."

"When I learned that I had a good handwriting, I took the initiative to ask you to worship me as a calligraphy teacher. Because Huang Hansen said: our Huang family is a martial artist, but the family rules have been passed down from generation to generation."

"It is disrespectful of my ancestors that I copy the sacred and solemn family rules in such an ugly font. Therefore, I beg Mr. Gu to teach me. I am willing to worship you as a teacher."

"Look!" Gu Zheng said solemnly, taking out from his arms the thirty eldest sons he had previously traded: "this is Huang Hansen's salute to me."

"Courtesy is light and affection is heavy. In such a humble ancestral temple, he still doesn't forget to work hard and study hard, which makes me very happy. As expected, he is well educated by his boss. If he has such a son, what can he ask for?"

At this time, Huang Hongfei, when the voice of Gu Zhenggong's salute fell, was like stepping on two or two cotton under the soles of his feet.

As a martial arts master with enough prestige and rich family background, nothing makes him happier than praising his son.

After hearing Gu Zheng's explanation, Huang Hongfei looked at Huang Hansen again and was full of satisfaction: "that's good, Hansen, remember to learn from Mr. Gu and don't live up to Mr. Gu's expectations."

"Mm-hmm!"

Huang Hansen is now worshipping Gu Zheng. Well, there are not many people who can smooth his father's hair!

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