When Sun Sanqiang heard the report from the two gangsters who were driving the bus, he found out that Meier was seriously ill, so he came over to see her early in the morning.
However, he didn't notice that the little girl had rested after taking a bath. Instead, she ate Jiang Xingchen's hot breakfast. Not only that, he heard that what she ate was sword-backed pork back, and the remaining broth was also taken away.
earthen jar.
Jiang Xingchen's forehead was covered with black lines, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch twice: "What's this? How come I'm full of food and drink, and I still have food... The problem is, I'm not full yet..."
He cursed in his heart, but he didn't care. He knew that Sun Sanqiang was trying to get closer to the two of them. The two gangsters and a carriage they arranged yesterday could be said to be the key to rescuing the little girl. Not to mention a jar of meat.
Even if Sun Sanqiang asked for the secret recipe now, he would not hesitate.
Raising his hand to stop Sun Sanqiang who was about to leave, Jiang Xingchen said: "Brother Sanqiang, if you have time, come with me to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group in three days!"
"Huh?" Sun Sanqiang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his face showed ecstasy and his eyes narrowed. The hard work he had put in these days finally worked.
"Okay! Thank you very much. I won't say anything. From now on, my brother's business is my business!" Sun Sanqiang patted his chest, looking heroic and heroic, but his thin figure looked insignificant.
Jiang Xingchen smiled and said: "We friends will help each other. If something happens to you, I will not stand aside!"
Sun Sanqiang's eyes instantly shrank. Jiang Xingchen's words were heavier than the big stone in his chest just now.
Having said this, there was no need to express it in other words. Sun Sanqiang felt excited and nodded vigorously.
Later, Jiang Xingchen handed Sun Sanqiang the banknote number of the Imperial Bank of 10,000 topaz coins and asked him to help him take over the reserved house and find a blacksmith shop to use good materials to make a medical-specific suture needle.
Although it was strange why Jiang Xingchen made a needle that looked like a fishhook, he didn't ask any more questions. After agreeing, he said goodbye and left... However, before leaving, he still took the jar of broth with him.
Seeing Sun Sanqiang's back swaying three times, Jiang Xingchen waited for a while before shaking his head with a wry smile.
He chose Sun Sanqiang to cooperate, firstly to repay him for arranging the carriage and people yesterday, and secondly, to make money for himself. The cost of three thousand topaz coins a day is not a small amount.
But these are not the key points. I heard what Zhao Zixiang said yesterday that even in major pharmacies, there are not many medicines containing vitality. He couldn't tell how long Mei'er needed to be recuperated. If it took too long, he might buy it even if he had money.
If you can't find the medicine, you can only ask a mercenary group to go to the Misty Mountains to find it, or buy it at a high price, which will cost more.
"Fortunately, I don't lack the means to make money now!" Jiang Xingchen breathed out softly, turned around and entered the kitchen, rekindled the fire on the small stove, then kneaded the dough, rolled it out, and cut it into noodles... The little girl had just recovered from a serious illness, and it was too greasy.
The food is difficult to digest.
"It's a pity that there are no eggs, otherwise this bowl of noodles would be even better!" Jiang Xingchen sighed while working. After a short time, a steaming bowl of hand-made noodles was out of the pot.
After entering the house with the noodles in hand, Jiang Xingchen woke up Mei'er: "Girl, it's time to eat!"
"Hmm~" Mei'er let out a lazy whimper like a kitten. Before opening her eyes, she moved her nose slightly and sighed: "It smells so good. What did brother make to eat?"
"Road the noodles with your hands!" As he said this, Jiang Xingchen helped Mei'er up, placed a quilt behind her and let her lean on it, and then brought the noodles in front of her.
The slender noodles, thick noodle soup, and a few slices of tender green vegetables inside look very eye-catching.
"This is hand-made noodles!" Meier stared at it for a moment, then raised her head, opened her mouth to her brother, and narrowed her eyes into two caterpillars, giving off a coquettish look.
Jiang Xingchen picked up the noodles with chopsticks, put it to his mouth, blew on it gently, and brought it to Mei'er's mouth.
"Chi!" No one needed to teach her. The little girl learned how to eat noodles in the first bite. She swallowed the smooth and chewy noodles with one breath.
"Yeah!" The little girl nodded vigorously and praised: "It's delicious!"
"Haha!" Jiang Xingchen smiled and said dotingly: "Then eat more!"
One mouthful, two mouthfuls... The little girl had no intention of stopping at all. In a short time, she even drank the soup!
"Brother, I still want to eat! Uh!" As soon as she finished speaking, Mei'er burped and her face suddenly turned red.
"You are greedy and your stomach is full... Overeating is not good, especially if you are weak!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head and refused.
However, seeing Meier pouting her little mouth, Jiang Xingchen said again: "If you want to eat it, my brother will cook it for you every day from now on!"
"Hee hee! Brother is the best!" Meier's expression changed instantly. She was either doing it for food or waiting for her brother's words. I don't know when she started to like the feeling of being pampered by her brother.
Helping the little girl to lie down and rest again, Jiang Xingchen put away the dishes and chopsticks, took out the knife and log stick again and went to the courtyard.
"Huh~" A white breath came out, and Jiang Xingchen's fingers moved flexibly. Following the movements of his fingers, the knife rolled up and down between his fingers, bringing out a hazy knife light.
"It's enough to look cool!" Jiang Xingchen never thought of such a situation. In the last life, he saw those masters who turned pens in the video, and they were nothing more than that.
The round wooden stick stretched out, and Jiang Xingchen took out the knife with his right hand. There was a swishing sound, and fine sawdust fell like snowflakes. In less than two minutes, a toothbrush had taken shape.
Drilling is still laborious, but tying the mane with animal tendon wire is several times faster than the last time.
"With the current level of dexterity, there should be no mistakes in the selection and supply of the Seventh Legion in three days..."
At this time, there was a knock on the courtyard door, Jiang Xingchen went to open the door, and the two gangsters stood outside with smiles on their faces.
"Master Jiang, Master Sun sent us here to listen to your orders! If you need anything, just call us brothers!" said one of the gangsters. Judging from their high spirits, they must have been praised by Sun Sanqiang.
"Thank you very much..." Jiang Xingchen was about to say that there is nothing needed for the time being, but an idea came to his mind and he said: "You guys will buy me a good animal skin and some cotton cloth, and the cotton will come back!"
"Okay, Master Jiang!" A gangster took the yellow crystal coin handed over by Jiang Xingchen, turned around and left quickly...
The day passed quickly, Meier slowly opened her eyes, and the oil lamp was already lit in the room.
"Where's my brother? Have you gone out again?" The laziness receded, and Meier felt a little empty. She turned to look at the door and saw Jiang Xingchen sitting at the table, lowering his head and busy with something.
"Brother!" Seeing Jiang Xingchen in the room, Mei'er's mood immediately improved, she smiled and called out. She subconsciously pushed hard on the kang and sat up.
When Jiang Xingchen heard the sound, he turned around and saw Mei'er sitting up. He was immediately happy, put down the things in his hands, and walked over in one step.
"Brother! My illness...is cured!" Meier moved her arms, twisted her waist, and said to Jiang Xingchen in surprise.
Jiang Xingchen rubbed her head lovingly and said, "I can only say that Meier's illness is much better, but if you want to recover, you have to insist on taking medicine, you know?"
"Yeah! Got it!" The little girl didn't know how expensive the medicine she took was. When Zhao Zixiang told Jiang Xingchen, she was already asleep.
"Mei'er, are you hungry? Brother, let me cook for you!" Jiang Xingchen said and turned around.
"I'm not hungry yet..." Mei'er grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked curiously: "What was brother doing just now?"
"Haha! That's a gift for Mei'er. It will be finished soon. Just wait!" Jiang Xingchen returned to the table, lowered his head and started working.
In just a few minutes, Jiang Xingchen turned around, holding a half-human doll in his hand.
"This is... a person?" Meier looked at the doll in Jiang Xingchen's hand in surprise and asked in surprise.
"Haha! This is a doll that my brother made of good animal skins, cotton, and cotton cloth! She will be your friend from now on. If I am not here, she can stay with you!"
Jiang Xingchen stepped forward and put the big baby into Mei'er's arms: "Can you hug it and see if it feels good?"
Made of soft animal skin, covered with cotton, it feels great to the touch. It is made of cotton inside and is extremely soft in your arms. Meier fell in love with this doll as soon as she touched it.
"So comfortable!" Meier laughed happily and nodded to Jiang Xingchen.
"At night, you can also hold her to sleep, it will feel more comfortable!"
"Really!" Meier was confused, but she had already laid down with the baby in her arms, then turned over, half of her body pressed on the baby.
"Brother, it's so comfortable! I like it so much..." The little girl let out a series of happy laughter!
Seeing Meier happy, Jiang Xingchen's mood improved a lot, and the previous stress was relieved a lot. Then he slowly turned around and went out to cook...
At the same time, in the Zhao Family Pharmacy in the aristocratic district of Hongyuan City, a middle-aged man wearing a green cloth gown was watching a packet of medicinal noodles handed to him by Zhao Zixiang.
After a while, the middle-aged man reached out to a subordinate next to him, casually pulled out a short knife, and lightly scratched the subordinate's arm, causing blood to flow down immediately.
The middle-aged man immediately applied the medicine to his subordinate's wound. Within two minutes, the blood stopped flowing out.
But the middle-aged man frowned, shook his head, and said: "Although the hemostatic medicines of your Zhao Family Pharmaceutical Company are better than those of other companies, they are worse than those of Hengtong Trading Company."
Zhao Zixiang said: "Master Military Supplier, although their medicines are good, the cost is high..."
The quartermaster waved his hand and interrupted Zhao Zixiang: "I don't care, I just judge the results! As for the final decision, the legion commander and several generals can make the decision three days later!"
After saying this, the quartermaster greeted his subordinates and left.
"Lord Quartermaster, I have prepared a banquet..."
"No need! We still have something to do!" The quartermaster shook his sleeves with a cold face and left quickly without waiting for Zhao Zixiang to finish.