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Chapter 8 Whose Boy?

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Although she has lived in ancient times for three years, the number of times she has been to ancient teahouses can be counted on one's fingers.She was a young lady in her previous life, and she had no shortage of food and clothing. Even when she played, she went to listen to operas, or enjoyed flowers and wine with some wealthy families. She rarely left her side, let alone came to the market take a walk.

Now sitting on the second floor of the teahouse by the window, I ordered a pot of Pu'er, sipped it while listening to the little song, listening to the voices of people in the teahouse, a strong breath of life came to her face, which made her feel very happy. more and more peaceful.

She is not in a hurry, if she can't find a solution today, she might think of it tomorrow.Thinking of this, Ruan Yunting smiled and poured herself another cup of tea.

"This boy."

A young voice came, and Ruan Yunting looked back, and saw a boy dressed in a brown-gray cloth as a servant and bowed to him: "My lord, can I have a table with you?"

Look left and right, the tea house is doing well today, everywhere is full of people, only her table is still vacant.Ruan Yunting smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Seeing her smile, the boy was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, young master." He turned around and ran to the stairs and shouted downstairs: "Master, there is a place upstairs." He hurriedly ran down.

Ruan Yunting put down her teacup and propped her chin to look out the window.It doesn't matter who wants to table with her, her biggest problem now is money, how can she make money?

"Grandpa, you can rest here for a while, and I'll get you some medicine right now. Hey, it's all the fault of Jing Sheng, that monkey bastard, why was he so negligent that he didn't bring medicine for you!"

"Come on, you go and stop nagging."

The male voice at the back was a male voice, obviously changing.

Ruan Yunting turned her head curiously, and sitting across from her was a young man wearing a plain blue brocade gown, who looked about fourteen or fifteen, with a very tall and straight figure, even though there was some pain in his handsome face His left hand was always pressed against his stomach, but there was an aura around this man, which made her feel that if he was a general, even if he died in battle, he would die standing up.

Looking at each other's eye contact, Ruan Yunting clearly saw the man's eyes brighten, and the brilliance disappeared in the bright eyes in an instant.

"My lord, I'm sorry to bother you." The man cupped his hands and saluted.

Ruan Yunting was stunned for a moment before replying: "Brother, you are serious."

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Ruan Yunting decided to ignore him and continue looking out the window.Now her mind is full of muddleheaded thoughts, worrying about how to make money, besides, this person is dressed in rich clothes and elegant manner, he must be either rich or expensive, even if she wants to make friends, he may not be willing to make friends with her.

That person might also see that Ruan Yunting didn't want to talk, so he stopped talking, just frowned and covered his stomach in silence.

Ruan Yunting drank a cup of tea, and when she was pouring tea again, she saw that he was strong and enduring the pain, she was full of sympathy, she shook her head and sighed: "Brother Tai is young, why did he suffer from stomach pains. "

"Old problem." The man smiled wryly, "It's getting cold, and I fell ill after taking a few sips of herbal tea. Even after taking the medicine for two or three days, it didn't get better."

Ruan Yunting nodded sympathetically.Suddenly remembering my father and grandma who had stomach problems in the previous life, I asked casually, "I don't know what kind of pain my brother's stomach pain is? Is it the pain of urgency, or the pain of thumping?"

Hearing her adjectives, the young gentleman burst into a smile, seeing that the young gentleman in front of him was very pleasing with his exquisite appearance and bright eyes, so he became acquainted with her, and joked: "What are you talking about, young master? Erzier's pain, what is plopping pain?"

"Eh." Ruan Yunting grinned awkwardly: "Is it a sudden, severe pain, or is it a constant, dull pain?"

"It's the latter."

"Is it true that the pain is severe on an empty stomach, and it will feel better if you eat something. If you are cold and tired, the pain will be even worse?"

"Exactly, young master understands medical skills?"

Ruan Yunting shook her head, "No, it's just that someone in my family has this disease. Give me your hand, brother."

The man blinked strangely, and stretched out his right hand as he said, thinking she was going to check her pulse.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Yunting just took his hand and touched it, feeling the cold touch, she said again: "Stick out your tongue and let me see."

The man nodded speechlessly, his hands were smooth to the touch, thinking that the pretty boy didn't look like a man, and his hands didn't look like a man, so he obediently stuck out his tongue.

Ruan Yunting laughed when she saw his pale tongue and yellow fur. His symptoms were the same as her father's.

"Brother, your spleen and stomach are deficient and cold. In the future, you must be careful not to catch cold, and don't eat raw or cold."

"Well, that's what the doctor said too." His expression was a little disappointed.

Ruan Yunting rolled her eyes, and thought that she was not a doctor, and she just happened to know about the disease, why was he so serious.

"Forget it, it's also a predestined relationship to meet Xiongtai today. I know some warming and tonic prescriptions, which are not medicinal materials, but meals. They are designed for daily maintenance. Xiongtai may as well write it down and ask the people in the house to prepare it for you." You eat." Meeting is fate, so let her be the next best person.Anyway, she knows a lot of dietary prescriptions, and this one is not bad.Besides, now it seems that wanting to make money is not a one-and-a-half-day thing. Seeing that his little face is pale with stomachache, she can't ignore it.

Shaking his head, he got up and went downstairs to ask for a pen and paper, wrote a page on the counter, and ran back upstairs.

"Brother." Passed the paper over.

The man looked at Fangzi and read: "Dried ginger and honey glutinous rice drink, two qian of dried ginger, two qian of glutinous rice, two qian of honey, and the glutinous rice is ground into fine powder..."

"Exactly, add an appropriate amount of water to dried ginger and glutinous rice, cook for two sticks of incense, wait until it is warm in the air, add honey to reconcile it, take it in the morning and evening, it has the effect of warming the spleen and stomach, and your daily meals You need to avoid food, don't eat cold things, I think the doctor told you about this, you use this prescription for three months, if it doesn't work, I will give you a prescription." He stretched out his left hand to measure it.

The man's eyes were bright, and he smiled and said, "Three months? If it doesn't work, where can I find you after three months?"

"Eh..." Ruan Yunting was speechless for a while.

The man smiled heartily when he saw this, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for your gift today, you are not a person who likes yellow and white things, if I give you silver, I'm afraid it will be disrespectful to you."

Ruan Yunting rolled her eyes, what my lady likes is money, you give it, give it.

"I haven't asked the son's name yet."

Ruan Yunting tilted her head: "Brother Gao's name?"

The man's smile widened: "Just call me Wen Yuan."

"Oh, brother Wen Yuan." Ruan Yunting saluted, and blinked slyly, "I'm a junior in the lower class, I don't care about my life. It's getting late today, so I'm leaving, brother Wen Yuan, I'll see you later."

After Ruan Yunting finished speaking, she smiled and waved her hands and went downstairs cheerfully. If he doesn't give money, why not just shake him?It's fair.

Wen Yuan stood there in amazement for a long while, until seeing Ruan Yunting's figure disappear around the corner, he waved his hand behind him.

A man who had just followed him upstairs and disguised himself as an ordinary guest stepped forward and saluted: "What do you want me to do?"

"Follow up and see which family's son it is."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)