Yan Mingzhu lowered her eyes and looked directly at the disbelieving gaze of the young man on the ground.
This young man is wearing a sky-blue brocade with gold thread patterns. His appearance is handsome and sunny, and there is a delicate gold lock hanging around his neck, which makes him look young and young, and he looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.
appearance.
With this attire, one can tell at a glance that he is an aristocratic young man who has been pampered and grew up.
However, due to a severe fall, the hair crown on his head was knocked crooked, and a few strands of hair were scattered, making him look quite embarrassed at the moment.
The attendant carefully helped him, "Sir, did you fall?"
Only then did the young man look away, and slapped the attendant on the back of the head, "I told you to tighten the reins, but that's how you did it? You're going to kill me!"
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. Sir, will you get up first?"
As soon as the boy moved, his expression suddenly changed, "It hurts, my leg... Isn't my leg broken?"
The attendant was so frightened that his legs were weak, "Slave... I'm going to find the doctor right now!"
Yan Mingzhu dismounted neatly, her movements were very crisp and graceful, and she came to the young man in a few steps. Before anyone else could react, she raised her hand and pinched the young man's calf.
Then he quickly came to a conclusion: "It's not broken, it's just dislocated. It will be fine if you put it back together."
The young man groaned when he was pinched. The attendant immediately opened his arms, like a hen guarding its young, and stood in front of the young man. He looked at Yan Mingzhu warily, "What are you going to do to my young master? I tell you, my young master
But it's extremely valuable, and you can't just touch it casually.
If you hurt my young master, you can’t even afford to pay for it with ten lives..."
Before he finished speaking, the boy slapped him on the back of the head again, "Afu, shut up."
The attendant named Ah Fu was stunned for a moment. Before he understood what his young master meant, he heard the young man ask again: "Can you heal my young master's leg?"
Yan Mingzhu just nodded, "My medicine shop is not far ahead. If you can trust me, just follow me and I will treat you."
The young man was also very straightforward. He patted Ah Fu on the back and said, "What are you doing standing around here? Carry me over."
"Sir, this girl looks young, but you are rich and valuable. Why don't you go to the palace and ask the imperial doctor to see you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the head again by the young man, "I need you to teach me how to behave?"
Ah Fu did not dare to say any more and carefully carried the boy on his back.
The conversation between the two of them was heard clearly by Yan Mingzhu.
Being able to invite the imperial physician from the palace to treat him means that this young man is not an ordinary young man from aristocratic families, and his status is probably not simple.
After carrying it on his back, the young man shouted again: "Don't forget my horse!"
This was something he stole. It’s a precious treasure, so don’t lose it!
Ah Fu reached out to grab the reins, but the horse immediately kicked up its hooves, almost kicking Ah Fu and the boy on his back out.
At the critical moment, Yan Mingzhu took the reins, and the fierce horse, which was originally unruly and would not even be led, brought its head close to her and let her touch it obediently.
juvenile:"……"
If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. Thank you very much.
Arriving in front of the main entrance of Baekje Hall, Liuxiang went in first and called out: "Is there anyone there?"
As a result, I looked around and found no one in the drug store.
It stands to reason that no matter how bad the business of a drug store is, there will always be a few customers coming to buy medicine. But this drug store doesn't have any customers, and there is not even a drug boy here to take medicine.
"Girl, there is no one in the shop. May I go to the inner hall to take a look?"
Yan Mingzhu nodded, and then asked Ah Fu to carry the boy in first and put him on a chair by the window.
After looking around, Yan Mingzhu casually took a chopstick and stuffed it into the young man's mouth without saying a word.
The young man didn't react, "What are you doing...ah!"
Before he could even finish his words, Yan Mingzhu had already made a quick move, grabbed his ankle, and gave him a break.
There was only a click, the sound of bones colliding, which instantly made the young man's face turn blue in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Ah Fu was so frightened that he asked, "You, you... what did you do to my young master?"
Yan Mingzhu stood up calmly and said: "Okay, let's move our legs and see if we can walk."
The young man was doubtful and moved his legs cautiously.
Hey, it doesn’t hurt anymore?
I stepped on it again and then stood up. It really didn’t hurt anymore!
The young man looked at Yan Mingzhu again, his eyes clearly filled with trust, "You are good at it. Just now you cured the horse, and now you have cured the young master's leg. Tell me, what kind of reward do you want?
I can satisfy you!"
Before Yan Mingzhu could say anything, a man in his twenties came out of the inner hall. He had obviously just woken up and said with an impatient look on his face: "Baekje Hall is closed today and will not treat illnesses, so hurry up and hurry up!"
Liu Xiang retorted very unhappily: "The door of the shop is wide open, but you said it is closed? Where is the shopkeeper of this shop? Call him out. My girl wants to question him!"
The medicine boy looked at Yan Mingzhu with great disdain, "Who is your girl? She is worthy of letting our shopkeeper come out in person? Get out of here, otherwise I will kick you out!"
Just when the medicine boy was about to take action, Liu Xiang took out a land deed from his sleeve and raised it in front of the medicine boy's eyes, "Open your eyes and see clearly whether my girl is worthy or not!"
The medicine boy took a closer look and immediately changed his face, "Young man has eyes but cannot see the mountain. I will ask the shopkeeper, please wait a moment!"
Soon, a middle-aged man in his thirties with a mustache hurried out.
"I didn't know that my boss is here. I'm disappointed in my welcome. I hope my boss will forgive me. My surname is Qian. My boss, you can just call me Lao Qian."
Shopkeeper Qian has a sinister look on his face, and he is not a good guy at first glance.
Yan Mingzhu said calmly: "Why is it that there is no medicine boy guarding the shop in broad daylight? Someone came to the door. After the medicine boy came out, he opened his mouth and said that he was closed. Shopkeeper Qian, shouldn't you give me a reasonable explanation?"
Shopkeeper Qian immediately made a very embarrassed expression: "You don't know something, boss. The business of our pharmacy has never been as good as that of Renhuitang on the next street. There are only one or two customers who come to buy medicine every day.
Because the business is not good, the drug boy has relaxed a little. Don't worry, I will reprimand him severely and he will not do it again in the future!"
Yan Mingzhu didn't say yes, nor did she say bad. Her voice immediately changed: "Bring the account book, let me take a look."
Shopkeeper Qian immediately gave the medicine boy a look, and the medicine boy hurried to get the account book.
"Master, please check it out."
Yan Mingzhu took it and flipped through it. She read it very quickly and reached the end in a short while.
He spoke slowly: "Shopkeeper Qian, you just said that the business of the drug store is poor, and there are not many patients taking medicine every day. Why is it recorded in the account book that precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and deer antler are purchased every day?
Moreover, there are only purchasing expenses but no sales income, which is equivalent to the drug store making a net loss of about fifty taels every day just to buy these precious medicinal materials. How do you explain it?"