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Chapter 365

Everyone was dissatisfied with the result.

But Wen Wensong was a popular person around the county magistrate. He was responsible for many things. He was also a familiar face in front of the people, so he had to give him face.

If Wen Wensong hadn't been here, any official would have been unwilling to let go of the man who hurt them.

"Sir, you have also seen that we are in very good health. It is entirely this person's fault for being injured. Since it does not affect our work, then you can register us!"

"Okay, please tell me your name, which village you live in, and your household registration documents."

I was finally reassured over there.

Niu Mei wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Fortunately, those few people were not seriously injured, otherwise they would have lost both the wife and the army.

Thinking of this, Niu Mei looked at Mu Dashan with disgust.

Originally, she wanted to marry Mu Dashan. Firstly, Mu Dashan agreed to come to her. Secondly, she was too old. If she didn't find a man to marry, she would remain an old girl for the rest of her life. Thirdly, Mu Dashan was honest and easy to handle.

It's okay now. Marrying a loser is better than living alone.

"Doctor Zhu, we don't have any money, can we get it on credit first?"

Niu Mei ignored Mu Dashan's obstruction and shamelessly revealed her plan.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you..." Before Dr. Zhu could finish his words, he heard Mrs. Tong next to her snorting in a small voice, looking unhappy, and shut up in time.

He looked at Ms. Tong: "What do you think, madam?"

Mrs. Tong said calmly: "Husband, how much is the total cost of consultation and medicine?"

"We are from the same village, so I'll just charge the capital. It's 750 cash in total. If you erase the fraction, it's 700 cash." In order to make the accounts clear, Dr. Zhu explained each medicinal material in detail to Niu Mei and Mu Dashan. price.

Of course, Niu Mei and Mu Dashan couldn't understand it.

Things they had never heard of before gave them a headache.

"I know you don't have any money," Tong said, "so you can use herbal medicine to offset your debt."

"Herbal medicine?" Niu Mei asked.

"Yes, aren't there many medicinal herbs on the mountain behind our village? My husband used to go there to collect medicinal herbs. If you collect good medicinal materials, my husband can also collect them from you." Tong said calmly.

"We don't know the medicinal materials." Niu Mei was embarrassed.

"You can learn." Tong said, "Let's do this, glutinous rice balls. You take them to our pharmacy. You can give them several samples of the fresh medicinal materials that have just been collected. They will always be right after comparing them."

After making arrangements here, Dr. Zhu asked Mrs. Tong worriedly: "Is there any discomfort?"

Tong looked at him shyly: "I'm not made of paper."

"There were so many people just now, and someone almost bumped into you. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me."

After all, she is not young anymore. She wants to be rare for this child, and she is also worried about the impact on her health.

Niu Mei watched with envy as Doctor Zhu, Tong and others left.

"That's great!" Niu Mei said, touching her belly, "When can I get pregnant?"

Mu Dashan lay on a stretcher and allowed the officials to carry him away.

Tong is still pregnant at such an old age.

He felt as if a cruet had been knocked over, with all kinds of tastes in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the time when Mrs. Tong was pregnant for the first time. At that time, her face was full of happiness and she was looking forward to the arrival of the child. Even if Mrs. Jiang was not good to her, she could still remain optimistic.

It wasn't until she gave birth to Mu Siyu and was spurned and humiliated by the Jiang family that she gradually changed.

The trouble with recruiting workers was just a minor episode. After that, the project continued in an orderly manner.

Dream Home. Mu Siyu raised her eyebrows when she saw Ruan Qi pushing in the door: "Boss Qi, you come to my place every day to order mao. If you don't know, you think you are my man. Otherwise, your store will sell them."

Give it to me."

"If you want it, I can sell it to you." Ruan Qi said calmly.

Mu Siyu laughed: "Forget it, the reason why the shop is valuable is because the boss is the most expensive. What's the use of me just buying your shop? I can't buy the boss anyway."

"Didn't you ask me to participate in the design of the amusement park?" Ruan Qi handed over the drawing, "I just designed this, what do you think of it?"

Mu Siyu looked at several drawings, the light in her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Boss Qi, has anyone ever said you are a genius?"

"People often say it," Ruan Qi said without humility, "but after meeting Boss Mu, I think they are too exaggerated. Boss Mu's designs are very soulful and difficult to refuse."

"By the way, you came just in time. I seem to have an idea about the lock you showed me." Mu Siyu took out the picture of the lock she drew from the drawer. "In addition to the twelve zodiac signs,

There are some small patterns below. I drew each pattern, and then found that it is most likely a painting. In other words, as long as we spell out the painting, the puzzle of this lock should

It’s also untied.”

"Then let's try it out here."

Ruan Qi and Mu Siyu are very close.

At first he didn't notice anything was wrong, until a faint fragrance came from her body, and he turned back to look at her side face.

She put together the drawings with concentration, as if she would not give up until she achieved her goal.

"This lock is old, so we can't think about it with the current thinking. We have to consider the national conditions at the time." Mu Siyu said to herself, "How many years ago was this lock?"

"Thirty years ago."

"Thirty years ago?" Mu Siyu pondered. "Does that matter?"

I thought I had found a clue, but after spending a long time trying to figure it out, I couldn't find any pattern at all.

Could it be that she had gone astray?

Kite came in from outside: "Master, Master, please save your poor disciple!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Siyu stopped and thought.

"After Brother Wen Yi left, we were short of an accountant. If we don't find one, you won't have an apprentice." Kite said with a bitter face.

"This matter is indeed important." Mu Siyu said, "You ask Zhiqian to go to Renyazi to find someone who is literate."

"Who is willing to sell himself into slavery as a well-educated person?" Kite was not optimistic.

"Look for it first. If you can't find it, tell me something else." Mu Siyu said, "I know everyone is very busy recently. One accounting office may not be enough, so let's find three and set up an accounting department directly."

There was no news from Lu Zhiqian, so the first accountant took the initiative to come to the door.

That person was none other than his uncle Huang Chengfeng.

"Uncle, how is your health?" Mu Siyu met Huang Chengfeng who recommended himself. She didn't say not to use him, but she didn't say to use him either. Instead, she asked about his physical condition first.

Huang Chengfeng saw another person in the room. That person was a woman who was too beautiful to be true, and was a little restrained.

"This is my friend. We are here to discuss something. You don't have to talk to anyone. You can talk about anything."

Ruan Qi does not regard himself as an outsider either.

He sat nearby and played with the patterns, trying to continue studying using Mu Siyu's ideas.


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