"Trouble? What's the trouble?"
Master Yan naturally knew about such a big event. He who was playing with the birds on the porch angrily threw the cage to the boy, and looked at the servant who came to report.
"Healing a strong Haiping proves that she can cure the disease and rejuvenate?"
The servant looked anxious.
"But Dahai Haiping's disease has never been cured." He said, "Miss Jun's hand..."
Master Yan snorted and laughed.
"Who has been cured? Isn't it cured by someone? It's Qian Zhi, the coolie." He said, looking at the servants, "Aren't you stupid, that Dali Haiping is a poor man, can he afford a good doctor? Can you afford good medicine?"
The next people came to a sudden.
"Breaks and tendons need to be raised." One person said, "How can this poor Haiping have any money?"
"Yeah, yeah. Later, when he had no money, the doctors didn't even bother to show him, let alone take medicine." The other nodded hurriedly, "No one gave him a good diagnosis and no one gave him a good medicine. It's no wonder he's doing well. Woolen cloth."
"I'm so confused, I didn't even think of this." Everyone said in a daze.
Master Yan took a sip of the tea offered by the girl.
"I don't blame you for being confused." He said, "Miss Jun and Fang's family chose this one carefully. This Dali Haiping was famous at the beginning, but after suffering misfortune and being silent for many years, he will definitely cause a sensation if he is cured."
"Master, do you mean this was planned by Miss Jun?" a servant asked.
Master Yan sat down on the rocking chair on the porch.
"She didn't plan it, did it fall from the sky?" He snorted, "Doctor Jun's medical skills are not clear to everyone? It means that there is a benevolent doctor who sees some minor ailments with headaches and brain fever, and is just willing to do good. Where? What super-high medical skills, he is like this, what can his granddaughter learn."
Everyone nodded.
That's right, old doctor Jun is not a miracle doctor.
"So this matter is the same as the free medicine before, and it's just using money to sell fame." Master Yan continued, leaning on the rocking chair and swaying, "This must be the Fang family who spent money to hire a famous doctor. Prescription. Heal Dahai Ping, and build momentum for Miss Jun."
Everyone nodded again.
"However, this trend is getting bigger and bigger. It's not the poor ghosts who are greedy for cheap people to join in the fun." A servant hesitated, "Our people over there reported that many gentry and rich households have gone. At that time, Miss Jun will be close to them, and there will be some troubles about this house."
Master Yan smiled.
"Damn? I want to rely on others. I rely on my real ability, not on money." He patted the handrail and smiled disdainfully.
None of these rich and gentry has money. If you want to invite a doctor, you can invite him yourself, and you don't have to take Miss Jun's favor.
As for showing off your money or luring everyone to cooperate...
"Miss Jun and Young Master Fang are too young. It would be about the same if the big boss of the Fang family came forward." Master Yan said while twisting his beard, slapped the armrest and sat up again. "Even if the big boss of the Fang family comes forward, he has to be reasonable."
Said with a sneer.
"To be fair, I have a land deed, which is better than money. Although my Yan family doesn't have as much money as Fang's family, I'm not a poor man who can be bullied at will."
He has reason and money and really wants to confront the government. The government also has to weigh the trade-offs.
Everyone present nodded and their expressions became relaxed. Soon there was news that although many gentry and wealthy households had increased, everyone did not go forward to ask Miss Jun for a diagnosis, but just waited and watched.
"Let's just say, none of you are fools." Everyone in the Yan family laughed.
However, before the laughter dissipated, someone rushed in from outside.
"It's not good, master, someone was cured again, and I ran to thank Miss Jun." He said nervously.
again
Everyone's expressions froze, and they couldn't help but look at Master Yan.
Master Yan still looked relaxed, swaying in the rocking chair.
"Since it's building momentum, we can't just create one." He said clearly.
Sure enough, as he said, the news continued to spread soon.
Miss Jun cured an old man who had been coughing up blood for years.
Jingfeng's grandson, who was a blind flower seller on the East Street, was also cured, and ran to kowtow to Miss Jun by himself.
Widow Liu, who had been pregnant for three years and was said to be pregnant with a ghost, was cured and her stomach became flat.
One, two, three, four, five.
One servant came in, before the report was over, the second one rushed in, and the third and fourth servants kept rushing towards him.
Everyone in the yard had already lost their smiling faces, and all of them looked terrified and dull.
Master Yan, who was sitting in the rocking chair, had already stopped shaking, holding his teacup and looking at the people who were still running towards the door.
How much good prescription and good medicine did Miss Jun spend
This is by no means a buy.
Hu Gui looked at the people who were supporting the old and the young coming on the street.
He remembered that these people were the ones who had been treated by Miss Jun a few days ago.
The people queuing up for treatment no longer cared about the treatment, and stared dumbfounded at these people who kept kneeling and thanking them.
How is this going
"It's a disease that comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread." Miss Jun said, "It always takes a while for the medicine to take effect."
Hu Gui looked at her subconsciously.
"It's like farming. The seeds are sown in March, and it takes a few months to mature." Miss Jun said.
Hu Gui looked at the people who were running towards the intersection intermittently and shouting excitedly.
Miss Jun opened the straw shed here for half a month, and he stayed here for half a month. He had some impressions of these people.
These people were diagnosed and treated by her in the past half month.
Farming requires land, and this land is her house, Jiu Ling Tang.
Farming requires seeds, and such seeds are the people who seek medical treatment.
The house was maliciously knocked down, attracting the attention of the public and attracting onlookers.
Announcing free consultation and delivery of medicines, giving up money like running water, attracted people to flock in droves.
If it weren't for the collapse of the house, if it wasn't for the free consultation and delivery of medicines, even if Jiulingtang opened, it would not attract these attentions and people seeking treatment.
She said that she didn't intend to stay here, but to revive the reputation of Jiulingtang.
She also said that if you don't believe it, it's good that the house has collapsed.
She throws away money like water, but she says that all the money thrown away will be earned back.
"So..." Hu Gui murmured.
Miss Jun smiled at him.
"So now it's time to harvest," she said.
It's time to harvest.
One big Li Haiping can be said to be an exception, two being cured can be a coincidence, and three being cured can also be luck, but what if everyone
Jiu Ling Tang cures the disease with a wonderful hand and rejuvenates.
This promise is loud and sound, not empty words.