Chapter 282

It was the end of August and the beginning of September, and the sun was getting hotter and hotter. Song Xijiao only sent a book to several guests in person and came back sweating. She asked the clerk for a basin of water. She closed the door and wiped it with a sweat towel. Then she felt comfortable. She leaned to the window to blow and fan.

Looking at the palm leaf fan in his hand and thinking about whether to make a batch of paper fans to sell, Hao Lang and Lichao come in from the gate. She immediately stood up excitedly and called out to the downstairs, "master, elder martial brother!"

Moss raised her head to see song Xijiao's graceful back in front of the window and could not help laughing: "younger martial sister."

The man welcomed the two men upstairs and ran into song Xijiao who ran to the stairway. When the three people came into the elegant room, song Xijiao personally offered tea and said with a smile, "how can master come to me when I'm free?"

Hao Lang Zhong sat on his chair, sweating, but pretended to be calm and said, "I heard that you took Mr. Xiong as a teacher and took him in to live with you?"

"Master, you are not very well informed. It has been five days since I worshipped Mr. Xiong as my teacher."

Hao Lang snorted, "I'm not well informed. Isn't that because you don't go to my place?"

“……”

Song Xijiao a stagnation, tongue out, dare not speak nonsense. In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to go. It's really too sunny. If you walk in the sun for an hour, you'll get heatstroke. So every morning in the morning, she would catch a little morning breeze to come to the bamboo paper mill, and then the sun did not set, she did not go home.

"Well, master, how did you come to me? Are you here to see Mr. Xiong on such a hot day

Hao Lang Zhong snorted: "what's good about that old man? It's worth a long trip. I've come to town to see a doctor. I'll drop in on you

"Oh? Who can please master

Seeing Hao Lang's impatience to reply, lichen took over the words and replied, "it's the old lady of Zhou. Although the Zhou family was in decline, her master had promised her that no matter what happened in the future, she would come and have to go. "

"Mrs. Zhou, what's wrong with her?"

Moss sighed and shook his head: "it's just cold. It's a big deal. I'm afraid it's fake to see a doctor. It's true to want to borrow money. "

Song Xijiao raised her eyebrows in surprise. Unexpectedly, the Zhou family was so poor that they paid attention to Hao lang. however, judging from their two looks, they must not have lent them.

This is also of course. When a person is in the end of his or her destitution, borrowing money can only solve the problem of a moment's urgency. It can't stop their hole at all, but it will give them a glimmer of hope. Whenever they are short of money, they will think of asking Hao Lang Zhong for a loan.

It's just like Song Yuan couldn't help pestering her to borrow money at the beginning.

"Xijiao." "Tell the old man that I'm here," he said, stroking his slightly sweaty beard

"Yes

Song Xijiao stopped greeting him and went to knock on the door next door. I came to the bamboo paper farm from her this morning. I haven't seen Mr. Xiong yet. The hand-made breakfast brought by Wu Er Ge was just taken by Wu Er Ge.

Wu Er GE's voice came from the room: "who calls the door?"

Song Xijiao said, "brother Wu, it's me. My master Hao Lang Zhong is here. I want to see my master. I don't know if it's convenient for him."

After staying for a while, the door of the room opened. Wu Er elder brother looked out and saw no one. He knew that he must be waiting in another private room. He said, "bring it in."

Having been promised, song Xijiao went back to her room to ask for it. When Hao Lang Zhong heard that Mr. Xiong had promised to see himself, he wanted to carry him over. However, for more than ten years, he was used to the old man's arrogance and eccentric temperament. So he got up and walked into the room with moss on his back. When he turned his head, he saw Mr. Xiong sitting at the table with his hand on his chin and coughing gently.

"Blind bear!" Hao Lang Zhong's voice was stiff.

Mr. Xiong took a look at Hao Lang and replied, "Hao deaf!"

Listening to this strange address, song Xijiao chuckled and made the two old people angry. After that, she quickly covered her mouth and diverted their attention. She said, "master, why are you coughing? Don't you get sick?"

Wu Er Ge, a pair of tiger eyes, glared at Song Xijiao and said, "it's not for your sake that you're painting. Mr. Wu also paints every day and at night. Last night, he stood in front of the window and drew until dawn. He just went to sleep for a while, and then he got up to see the guests. How can his body be healthy?"

Song Xijiao opened her eyes in surprise: "master, why are you so anxious?"

With that, she hastened to help Mr. Xiong feel pulse. She found that there was nothing abnormal. Maybe she was too tired, and her immunity was reduced, and she was infected with some cold poison. This is also the most common minor disease in this era. Some of them are due to lack of clothing and food, and some are due to overwork. In the end, people who suffer from these minor diseases have a common feature, that is, their immunity is weak.

And this disease is the best and most difficult to treat.

It is easy to treat because she knows that the root cause of these diseases is weak immunity and low antibody in the body.

It is difficult to cure because doctors of this era don't know. They only know that runny nose needs to take medicine for runny nose, and sneezing needs to take medicine for sneezing. In the end, they always treat the symptoms rather than the root causes. They often drag minor diseases into serious ones, which makes it impossible to know how many people die because of a small cold."I still have a bottle of pills for this disease. I'll get it!"

Song Xijiao said, ran out of the room, came to her room, opened the wooden cabinet, there is a layer of all kinds of medicine she made.

After finding out a small white bottle, he ran back, put it on the table and said, "this medicine is specially used to treat various diseases caused by the decline of immunity. After taking it, master can recover after a few days' rest. But remember to eat it three times a day for at least three days. "

"What pill is this?" Hao Lang, sitting aside, took the vial curiously, pulled out the stopper and smelled it. Dangshen, acanthopanax senticosus, Astragalus membranaceus, Atractylodes macrocephala, liquorice It's a clever match.

Seeing that Hao Lang Zhong finished reading it, Mr. Xiong showed a new and satisfied smile on his face. He knew that the medicine must be good. He asked Wu Er Ge to take it. He said with a smile, "if this medicine really works, you can make more bottles. I often suffer from this disease. Every time I have to raise for more than a month, I can't eat well or sleep well. It's really annoying."

"Yes, master. I'll buy some herbs later and make more." After Song Xijiao answered, seeing the two old men together, they looked at each other for a while, and then looked away. The atmosphere in the room was embarrassed. She could not help asking, "how do you know the two masters?"

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