Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

Can't understand…..

"Miss, I made you laugh." Chen Shibaniang looked a little sad, bowed her head and saluted.

"I didn't laugh." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You talk too much, I can't understand."

Chen Shibaniang raised her head and smiled wryly.

"Miss Cheng, actually, I don't understand either." She said.

Chen Danniang and the maid stared in surprise, Cheng Jiaoniang may or may not have been surprised, but no matter what, her expression was dull.

"Those words were memorized by my grandfather, father, and husband, but I didn't feel good because they said they were good. Although I didn't understand, I really felt good." Chen Shibaniang Looking at Cheng Jiaoniang said.

This is not right, everyone agrees, can it be bad?It's weird to feel bad about yourself.

Chen Shibaniang didn't know what to say, and her description was more restrained.

Maybe she shouldn't come in such a hurry, it would be better to prepare for a few more days.

"My handwriting is not very good either." Cheng Jiaoniang said, shaking her head.

"No, no, Mrs. Cheng, you are being modest." Chen Shibaniang said hurriedly.

"I'm not humble." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and said.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Eighteen Niang, what exactly are you going to say?" Chen Danniang couldn't help asking, looking at her puzzled, "Are you going to learn from Mrs. Cheng?"

Chen Shibaniang had mixed feelings and was embarrassed.

"Actually, my handwriting is not good at all." She said with a soft sigh, "I learned the handwriting of Er Wang and Yan Gong, but I still can't write. I can't understand the essentials that Mr. said. I can't understand the charm in the spoken words, in fact, I don't understand anything."

When she said this, she looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"Praise from rote memorization comes from the heart, and it really doesn't work. I'll make you laugh, my lady." She said, bowing her head in salute.

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Didn't understand at all.So naturally I didn't find it funny.

The maidservant supplemented Cheng Jiaoniang's words in her heart.

"Oh my sister." Chen Danniang couldn't help but grabbed Chen Shibaniang's sleeve and stared at Yuanyuan's bright eyes, "What are you talking about? You think sister Cheng's handwriting is good, but yours is not good. She's learning to write. It's okay? Why are you talking so much?"

Chen Shibaniang was a little agitated by her shouting.

"No, it's not that I think her handwriting is good, it's because others, everyone thinks her handwriting is good, so I want to learn it." She said, biting her lower lip.Looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, she bowed her head again to salute. "Chen Su, you're being superficial."

Chen Shibaniang, famous.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and curled the corners of her mouth.

"This, what kind of superficial?" She said, "Isn't it right, that's it?"

Chen Shibaniang was taken aback.I don't know whether she is telling the truth or irony, thinking in my heart.Here Chen Danniang has already nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, everyone didn't agree, what did you learn to do?" She said, shaking her sister's sleeve.

is that so?

It seems that this is indeed the case, but, is it okay to say this?

Chen Shibaniang was a little taken aback.

"...Sister Cheng, I went to play with my mother a few days ago. I saw a younger sister of the Wang family who had two beautiful braids. My nanny can't. I asked her to ask her..." Chen Danniang continued giggling. After speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, "Look, look, it's like this, isn't it nice?"

"It's not pretty." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Sister Cheng! What's not good about it!"

The children in the room were talking and laughing brightly and childishly, as if the room was full of people and the atmosphere was lively.

Chen Shibaniang looked at the big and small in front of him who were talking to each other in a serious manner, and then smiled suddenly after being stunned for a moment.

"Miss Cheng." She said again, different from the awe-inspiring last time, with a little ease, and saluted Cheng Jiaoniang, "Chen Su doesn't know books, but likes books. Although she doesn't know how to read well, she knows how to write It’s not good, so I don’t know if I can get my wife to teach me how to practice calligraphy? Chen Su, I want to make myself what I like and admire.”

Cheng Jiaoniang and Chen Danniang stopped talking.

"My handwriting is not good," she said.

Chen Shibaniang, who bowed her head, was immediately disappointed, so she refused.

"I'm also practicing." Cheng Jiaoniang continued, "If you like, you can learn with me."

Chen Shibaniang was overjoyed.

"Thank you ma'am," she said salutingly.

After leaving the Zhou family, Chen Shibaniang, who was sitting in the car, couldn't hide her excitement.

"It's really exhausting to talk to Mrs. Cheng." She couldn't help sighing, and patted her chest.

Chen Danniang blinked at her.

"What, elder sister, it takes effort for you to speak, isn't it just to learn words, you talk so much, I don't understand what you are talking about." She snorted.

Chen Shibaniang was in a good mood, and reached out to pinch her nose.

"What do you know," she said.

Chen Danniang dodges.

"Eighteen Niang, you're going to learn calligraphy with Mrs. Cheng, and I'm coming too..." she said hastily.

Chen Shibaniang thought of something and hurriedly grabbed her sister's arm.

"Danniang, you must remember what Mrs. Cheng said, and don't tell this matter." She said.

Before leaving, Chen Shibaniang asked Cheng Jiaoniang tactfully if she wanted to tell that the five characters in Qiting Temple were written by her.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and refused.

"Why didn't Sister Cheng let me tell you?" Chen Danniang was very puzzled.

"Maybe it's because I feel bad." Chen Shibaniang said, "Ms. Cheng's medical treatment has already caused a lot of rumors in Beijing. She just took the opportunity to cover it up, so naturally she doesn't want to spread this matter again at this time."

"Why not?" Chen Danniang asked even more puzzled.

"Because the wealth is not exposed." Chen Shibaniang said, "She is sick and young, and she is too famous at this time. If someone with a heart makes a fuss, it will not be good for her."

Chen Danniang blinked at her, still bewildered.

A five or six-year-old child, how could she be expected to understand this, Chen Shibaniang laughed.

"Anyway, you remember, Mrs. Cheng. She doesn't like to be known, because she thinks..." She thought about the reason that the child could understand most, and then said, "My handwriting is not good enough."

Chen Danniang suddenly sighed, and nodded vigorously.

"The writing is not good enough. It will be embarrassing if people know about it." Chen Shibaniang laughed, "Ms. Cheng will only say it when she writes better in the future. You remember, don't say it now, if you Having said that, Mrs. Cheng will be upset and stop playing with you."

This was what Chen Danniang was most afraid of, she immediately nodded her head with wide eyes.

Send away the Chen sisters.The maid looked at Cheng Jiaoniang with twinkling eyes.

"My lady," she called, and sat forward.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the book without looking up, but hummed.

"My lady, so your handwriting is really so good?" the maid said with a smile.

Although Chen Shibaniang said that she didn't understand, what she said was absolutely true of other people's description of Cheng Jiaoniang's words.

"It's just words, good. So what? Not good, so what?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

That's true...

The maid froze for a moment.Busy and shook his head again.

"No, no, good is good, not for what reason." She said.

Cheng Jiaoniang was noncommittal and did not speak.

"Lady." The servant girl said again, her eyes crooked with a smile, "This time, the servant girl understands why Miss Banqin was so sad when she left."

Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at her.

"Why?" she asked.

The maid laughed out loud.

"Miss, Miss Banqin learned the way of refined food from you, and the maid followed you. I don't know what to learn." She covered her mouth and smiled, "Because there is so much to learn."

Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at her and curled the corners of her mouth.

"Then learn, the way of doing nothing," she said.

The maid covered her mouth and laughed, and stopped laughing suddenly.

The way of inaction, isn't that the way of Dao Patriarch Li Zhenren?Could it be that my lady, is it really enlightened by the immortal Li Zhenren?

"No more treatment?"

In Shenxianju, the man in casual clothes put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, slightly surprised.

"Yes, it is said that he is ill, and the doctor of Renhetang also confirmed it." Dou Qi said, "It seems that it is not someone who has encountered a god, right?"

The man smiled disdainfully.

"Fairy? These days, the gods are really hard. They rely on them for everything, thinking of getting rich." He said, rinsing the rabbit meat in front of him, dipping it into the sauce and eating it.

The official prostitute sitting beside him wiped a little juice from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief in due course.

"It seems that what the Zhou family uses is not a secret technique that can cure all diseases." He said, took a drink from another official prostitute, took a sip, and said with admiration, "The wine in Huixianlou is really good. "

"Yes, yes, Grandpa, since we have this wine, our business has improved." Dou Qi hurriedly laughed.

"No one from the Zhou family has been here?" the man asked.

"No, no one has been here since that day." Dou Qi said, feeling a little strange in her heart. Could it be that she didn't care at all as the woman said?

So the Zhou family didn't care?

I didn't care about it at the time, but what happened after they got richer and richer in Immortal House?

This is because there are not many people in the world who are not tempted by money, especially money that should be earned by themselves.

Impossible, the one who can hold his mind still is naturally a stronger person, and when his mind changes, the smile on Dou Qi's face is even more flattering.

"With Grandpa here, their Zhou family is not blind." He said.

"It's fine if you're not blind." The man laughed.

If the Zhou family is really jealous to cause trouble, although he has his own way to cure the red eye disease, it will take some trouble after all. After all, he is an official, and if he uses some connections, he will have to go through a lot of trouble.

What's more, this week's family's secret recipe seems to be mediocre, and I don't know if it's worth it or not.

The Zhou family knows the fun, but it saves him a lot of trouble.

"I heard that your old store has been sold?" He lost his mind and asked.

"Yes, Grandpa, it's sold..." Dou Qi said happily. This old shop, which could only buy four to five thousand guan in the hands of regular customers, unexpectedly met a few foreigners who didn't understand anything. Made a lot of money.

He just got excited, and then his heart trembled. Looking at the man in front of him who was eating and drinking under the clothes of an official prostitute, the smile on his face was slightly twitching, as if someone was drawing his blood.

"Grandpa, you earned a lot this month, I'll ask someone to send you the bonus in advance." Dou Qi said.

The man hummed, and contentedly picked up a piece of meat, rinsed it, and ate it in one bite.

*************************