The man surnamed Chen caught a glimpse of the old Taoist priest and Ji Rou'er who were surrounded by a crowd. The corners of his mouth raised and his eyes revealed a teasing look. Then he whispered a few words to Hao and Dong in a low voice.
After the discussion was completed, the three of them came to the old Taoist priest and Ji Rou'er. Shopkeeper Dong said with a troubled face.
"Lao Dao and I have known each other for a long time, and I deeply admire Miss Ji's kindness and benevolence, but after all, human life is at stake, so the amount of compensation... is the minimum amount."
As he spoke, Shopkeeper Dong opened his fingers and gestured towards the two of them.
Fifty taels, okay, okay.
The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and his expression relaxed.
Although fifty taels is still a big sum for an old Taoist priest, he should be able to borrow it even if he has given up his old face. At best, he should stop drinking in the future and save the money for drinking and pay it back slowly.
"Five hundred taels!"
But the next moment, the old Taoist priest was shocked by the amount reported by shopkeeper Dong.
"Five...five...five hundred taels? This...this...even if I squeeze all my bones dry, I can't get this much money."
"How much can the old Taoist priest give now?"
Hao Dongjia asked.
The old Taoist priest put his hand into his arms and fumbled around for a while, and finally took out a handful of copper plates and patted them in the palm of Hao Dongjia's hand.
"That's all."
"Open your eyes and tell lies. What are you pretending to be?"
The man surnamed Chen pointed at the old Taoist priest's money bag hanging on his waist and shouted.
"You can't touch this. This is the money to buy medicine. And this money doesn't belong to me alone. It was collected by others. I don't have the say."
The old Taoist priest quickly covered his money bag and said.
"I asked you to kill me, and I bought you some shitty medicine. Bring it to you."
The man surnamed Chen ripped the money bag off the old Taoist priest's waist.
"Hey, hey...this is not my money."
The old Taoist priest was anxious and rushed to snatch the money bag back, but was stopped by Hao and Dong.
"Follow your authority when it comes to urgent matters, and I believe others won't blame you."
"The total amount here is forty-six taels. I'm not a small-minded person, so I calculated it as a round number of forty-seven taels. In this case, there is still a difference of four hundred... four hundred..."
The man surnamed Chen counted on his fingers and couldn't figure it out for a while.
"Four hundred and fifty-three taels."
Shopkeeper Dong figured it out for him.
"Ah, yes. As expected of someone who spends all day fiddling with abacus, Shopkeeper Dong can calculate quickly and accurately."
The man surnamed Chen complimented Shopkeeper Dong with a playful smile, then turned to Ji Rouer and said with a sinister smile.
"My dear, I'm still short of four hundred and fifty-three taels of silver. Either you pay now and the matter is over. Or... hey, I'll sell you to the brothel, and I'll give you back more money than you paid, hey hey hey.
"
"No, no... absolutely not... I'll find a way with the remaining money, but I can't... Oops!"
The man surnamed Chen raised his foot and kicked the old Taoist priest, cursing in his mouth.
"Old Niubi, get out of the way!"
Just when the old Taoist priest was about to be kicked, Ji Rouer suddenly grabbed the old Taoist priest's arm and pulled him to the side, just in time to avoid the sole of the man surnamed Chen's foot.
But even though he was not kicked, the old Taoist priest was still so frightened that he kept saying ouch.
"The boy from the Chen family is so naive, so why should he be violent?"
Hao Dongjia scolded the man named Chen, then looked at Ji Rouer and the old Taoist priest, cupped his fists and smiled.
"Hao admires the two of you for your righteous deeds, so I am willing to advance this amount of compensation for you two so that Miss Ji will not suffer the pain of prison."
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and immediately knelt down to kowtow to him, but was supported by Hao Dongjia.
"But... more than four hundred taels of silver is not a small amount. Although Hao believes in the character of the two of you, he can't just take out the money with empty words. It's better to establish a written receipt."
"It's absolutely true, it should be like this."
The old Taoist priest hurriedly nodded in agreement.
"Don't be impatient, please. Mr. Dong intervened in his troubles and dared to ask Miss Ji and the Taoist Priest, how long will it take for these more than four hundred taels of silver to be returned to Hao Dong's family?"
Shopkeeper Dong asked.
"This... this... I am an old man and I will definitely pay back the money as soon as possible even if I try to sell it."
"Count me in again."
Old Yangtou, who sells groceries, also squeezed over and said.
"How long will it take to sell iron? One month, two months, or one or two years?"
"this…"
The old Taoist priest and the old Yangtou were both a little dumbfounded. The fortune teller and the grocery seller couldn't save ten taels of silver a year together.
Do you think it will take forty years to pay it off?
Can the two of them live to that age?
Seeing the two people looking troubled, Shopkeeper Dong smiled knowingly.
"We are all working together on this street, looking down all day without looking up. Don't I know how many coppers you two can earn every day? But don't worry, I don't mean to ridicule you, I just thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.
method."
"Oh, what method?"
The old Taoist priest is now in a critical condition and seeks medical treatment. He just wants to get Ji Rouer out of this matter as soon as possible so as not to cause any trouble for her.
"Brother Hao mentioned a few days ago that your pharmacy is short of a doctor. Is there a suitable candidate?"
"Oh, it's so hard to find a suitable doctor."
"Haha, isn't there someone right in front of me?"
Shopkeeper Dong pointed at Ji Rouer and smiled.
"Oh, look at my brain, I haven't turned this corner. What shopkeeper Dong said is true. If Miss Ji is willing to condescend to come to our shop for consultation, let me do the math. The doctor in charge will receive twelve taels per month.
Money, so you only need..."
Hao Dongjia slapped his head and shouted in sudden realization, and then he counted on his fingers.
"Three years and two months."
Shopkeeper Dong directly reported the specific time.
"Yes, yes, it will take three years and two months to pay off the advance. Eh...no, people always have to eat and clothe themselves. If you exclude all expenses..."
Hao Dongjia started to look up to the sky again, rolled his eyes and counted with his fingers.
At this time, Ji Rouer, who had never spoken or expressed her position, suddenly smiled and said.
"Shopkeeper Dong, Hao Dongjia, and this little brother Chen, it seems that the three of them have determined that the little girl prescribed the wrong medicine, which led to the death of Mrs. Chen's poisoning?"
"There are witnesses and physical evidence, but I still want to deny it."
The man surnamed Chen shouted while waving the prescription and medicine bag.
"This prescription was not written by a young woman, so why should I deny it?"
"Oh, everyone! Everyone! Look at this shameless little bitch, the evidence is conclusive! The evidence is conclusive! She even shamelessly denies it."
The man surnamed Chen shouted angrily at the crowd of onlookers, and then pulled Hao and Dong away.
"It's not that I don't give you two face, it's just that this little girl is shameless. Since she is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. I don't want the compensation anymore. Report it to the official. Report it to the official now!"
"Don't say angry words."
"Miss Ji, you are so ignorant. The matter is clear and obvious. No matter how much you deny it, you can't escape the blame. You have to think clearly. Once you enter the government and go to prison, your life will be ruined."
Hao and Dong comforted the man named Chen while trying to persuade Ji Rouer.
"Miss Ji, please don't act out of emotion. I think this is the best solution."
The old Taoist priest also advised me.
Those who are close to vermilion are red; those who are close to ink are black.
Rong Fei can be considered a scheming person, how can Ji Rouer be like Yi.
In ten years, under Rong Fei's words and deeds, Ji Rou'er dare not say that she has learned all of Rong Fei's skills, but she always has a five or six point score.
When the man surnamed Chen and his party placed the straw mat wrapping the body in front of them, Ji Rouer, who had never experienced such a scene, was indeed a little confused.
But she soon calmed down and guessed that the man named Chen was looking for trouble.
Ji Rou'er knew the condition of Mrs. Chen's wife very well. No matter what, it was impossible for her to die of illness after just one night.
Therefore, there must be something fishy about the death of Mrs. Chen.
But Ji Rou'er was still a little skeptical at first. After all, the mother of the man named Chen died. She couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it, such an unconscionable and unethical thing like parent-child patricide.
When Hao and Dong appeared, Ji Rouer understood that it was the two of them who had teamed up with the man surnamed Chen to set up a trap for themselves.
As for whether it is just Baokang Pharmacy and Jishi Medical Clinic, or other medical clinics and pharmacies on the long street are involved, it is not yet known.
Although Ji Rouer had noticed it long ago, she still continued to observe calmly.
Free clinics for the poor only make these medical clinics and drug stores look bad, and they don't go to great lengths to set up a trap to harm themselves. There must be other plans.
It wasn't until shopkeeper Dong revealed a way to pay off the debt with his own life that Ji Rouer finally saw the truth.
It turned out that the two of them had this idea.
Now that she has figured out the whole story, Ji Rouer no longer remains silent and starts to fight back.
"Then let's report it to the official. The right and wrong will be decided by the Kyoto Prefecture."
Ji Rouer said with a smile.
There was a moment of silence in the place, and everyone looked at Ji Rouer with incredulous eyes. They all thought in their hearts that this woman must be crazy, and there is no reason for her to jump to prison.
The old Taoist priest was startled for a moment, then he recovered and jumped to his feet.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of place is the prison? If a woman like you is imprisoned, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
The old Taoist priest couldn't help but have an unsightly and tragic scene appear in his mind, and he shuddered. Then he suddenly grabbed Hao Dongjia's hand and said hastily.
"Hao Dongjia, Old Taoist, I have obtained some true inheritance from Miss Ji these days, why don't I let Old Taoist take Miss Ji there. Old Taoist doesn't need twelve taels per month, only six taels... ah no, no, no, Old Tao doesn't want it.
Money, I will work for Hao Dong's family till death. I just ask you to be kind and advance the money."
"Go to hell, you old fool, you don't even look at how much you weigh, bah!"
The man surnamed Chen pointed at the old Taoist priest and cursed.
Hao Dongjia silently withdrew his hand held by Lao Dao and wiped it on his clothes.
"Taoist Priest, don't be impatient. Listen to what I have to say first."
Ji Rouer really couldn't bear to see the old Taoist priest continue to be humiliated, so she pulled him back to her side, then glanced at the crowd of people watching, and asked loudly.
"Is there anyone who has seen a doctor here in the past few days?"
There was a burst of discussion from the crowd, and then a few people in ragged clothes raised their hands.
"Can I bring the prescription with me?"
Ji Rouer asked again.
"Bring it."
"I'm taking it with me."
Several people took out the prescriptions and answered.
Ji Rouer smiled and nodded to a few people, then looked at the man named Chen and Hao Dong, her eyes gradually turned cold.
"The little girl has always had a habit of prescribing prescriptions."