"10%?!" The sad old man said angrily: "Could it be that you are teasing the old man, girl?!"
"I don't need to explain more to you." Hearing the other party's doubts, Wu Zhe said calmly: "Anyway, if this dog wants to be saved, then he can meet my conditions. It's up to you to decide. If you trust me, go to the nearby area. Go to the bookstore to buy some books on potions and animal epidemics.”
The sad autumn old man was angry.
The plaster-faced prince was not angry, and said in a hurry: "Young lady is willing to treat this dog, and you have given me a great deal of face. The consultation just now is enough to be regarded as a kindness to a girl's family." Miss Xiao, but she needs something, so I should give it a lot."
After talking about the son, he will take the old man in mourning autumn to buy books.
"By the way, there is no need to buy books." Wu Zhe said, "If you can borrow them, then you can borrow them."
"Buy it when you buy it." Shizi smiled slightly, and walked to the small elevator room when he came up.
The sad autumn old man suppressed his anger and hurriedly followed.
"How does this get down?" Shizi stood for a while, seeing that the floor was not going down at all, he could only ask in embarrassment.
He thought that when he stood up, the human ladder would automatically descend.
Wu Zhe obviously did it on purpose, so he said at this moment: "Knock on the left side."
Shizi tapped on his left hand as she said. Soon the sound of feedback came back.
The floor shook and began to fall.
"It's really convenient." The prince was very interested, and even considered whether to play around in his mansion.
But the person next to him won't agree, right? The prince glanced at the sad old man. He forbids himself to spend money indiscriminately.
At this moment, the sad autumn old man is releasing profound energy to cover the entire Changhen Pavilion, checking the surroundings for danger.
He happened to find out that Zhong Xun was going to take off the signboard of Changhen Pavilion when he climbed the ladder, so he hurriedly said: "Master, someone climbed the ladder and reached out to touch the plaque. It is the inspector of the official residence Qidu."
"Is there such a thing?" Shizi was surprised: "You just let this dead guy go down, so as not to cause death or injury."
After saying this, Shi Zi also laughed. Someone really dares to kidnap Tiger Beard? When this plaque is fun? The dignity of the royal family is not allowed to be desecrated.
The king of Qi did not proclaim himself emperor, nor did the king of Jin in the friendly state of Jin and the king of Wu in the south of Wu.
Therefore, King Qi belongs to the level of princes and kings.
There is a nominal emperor on the mainland, but there are many vassal states, and the centralization of power has existed in name only decades ago.
The reason why several big countries such as Qi, Jin, and Wu did not proclaim themselves emperors was only limited by the need for an alliance of equal status between countries and the obstacles of many criticisms from the many vassal states in the Central Plains.
King Xuanwu of Wu Kingdom is said to have the intention of proclaiming himself emperor, and immediately became the common enemy of all countries in the Central Plains: Do you want to proclaim emperor? So where do we go? Is it going to annex us sooner or later
It is largely because of this that the Jin State chose to join forces with the Qi State to fight against the Wu State.
Although King Qi is also a generation of British lords, not being proclaimed emperor does not affect King Qi's status as an emperor in the territory.
His intended successor son is still called Shizi instead of Prince, because he is not the emperor.
The sad autumn old man coughed lightly.
A burst of profound energy was released far away, and this energy based on the strength of the moon level immediately split the bell patrolling on the ladder like a lightning strike.
After leaving the gate of the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret, I saw that the gate was quite lively. Zhong Xunguan just fell off the ladder.
Shizi didn't pay much attention to him, he saw a bookstore not far from the intersection, and went over immediately.
There are very few bookstores in this world, far less than Wu Zhe's original bookstores on Earth. Even many bookstores also sell pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
Fortunately, this bookstore is the largest bookstore in Qidu.
And the owner happened to be a doctor, so he invited many doctors to write medical books, which were sold as a model for Qi. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even have five or six books on medical skills.
"Dude, help me gather all the medical and pharmacopoeia books..." Shizi greeted the clerk of the bookstore and briefly explained his request.
He didn't know what kind of Wu Zhe was going to learn, so he just took them with him.
Seeing a customer asking for a large number of books, the clerk naturally couldn't ask for more, so he hurriedly collected more than 20 medical and pharmacopoeia books.
The sad autumn old man said: "Master, these many books, not to mention waiting for the girl to learn well, just let her finish reading, I'm afraid that dog has already rotted into a pile of bones."
The prince smiled and said: "Did you forget? She is Xiao Ruoyao. We just read the report about her a few days ago. According to the above, she can recite the book fluently by just flipping through the book."
The sad autumn old man shook his head and said: "The old man doesn't think that what is said in the newspaper will be true. Maybe there is some cleverness in it, for example, she memorized the book."
This basalt expert, like ordinary people, thinks how can such a level of memory technique exist in the world
"Then let's try it." The prince called the waiter over, and said with a smile: "Brother, I don't want to buy all these books all at once."
"Ah? Aren't you making a fuss? You don't want to buy it. What do you want me to do with so many books?" The man was not happy.
"I'm willing to pay." The prince took out his purse and said, "I'm betting here on two hundred taels of silver notes. I'll borrow these twenty books first and show them to a friend of mine. If she I really bought the ones I liked. I need to return the rest, how about it?"
"This..." the man hesitated. With the shopkeeper not around, he didn't dare to come up with an idea.
Since there was no printing in this era, books were completely copied by hand, which was expensive.
"How about this, I don't take silver bills as collateral, but an ingot of gold." The prince took out a gold ingot the size of a finger from another purse, and took out two taels of silver: "Even if my friend doesn't have any Look, how about I promise to send the book back without damage, and give you the two taels of silver as hard work?"
The guy's eyes lit up immediately.
The eldest son and the old man who mourned autumn entrusted a dozen books to go back together. The old man in mourning autumn has long been used to the son sharing joys and sorrows with his subordinates, and he didn't hold any books in his hands at all, the two of them almost shared the books equally and held them in both hands.
"Save money, save money." Shi Zi walked back leisurely.
"Master, if that Xiao Ruoyao really has that kind of memory technique, why do we bother to buy books and send them over?" The old man Beiqiu suddenly reacted, and asked: "Push her over to read it, maybe she will know everything."
"You still believe the report." The prince looked at the old man and laughed: "After all, she is a girl with inconvenient legs, and we have something to ask of her. Since she asked, we should obey."
"But the old man feels that there is no need to save the dog. The girl even said that there is only a 10% chance of treatment." The old man whispered.
Shizi shook his head and said slowly: "No matter what you and I think, that dog thinks that treatment is necessary. Even if there is only a 10% chance of survival, this dog will hope that we will do our best..."
On the other side, after the son went downstairs, Mu Qingya asked Wu Zhe in sign language: "Ruoyao, why don't you go to the bookstore by yourself? I can push you there. With your memory skills, you don't need to let me go to the bookstore." He bought books."
"Because he doesn't care about my business? How do you know if he is really a nosy person if you don't torment him? Or is it false to pity this dog?" Wu Zhe looked at the table on the table. The dog sighed and said: "Although this dog is not worth spending a lot of money to treat, it is perfect for me to train my medical skills."
Mu Qingya said in surprise with sign language: "Are you practicing with it?"
Wu Zhe said seriously: "What a good experimental material. If you don't use it to practice medical skills, in case you or Zong Zhilian are injured in the future, I will use you to practice. It's too dangerous, why not take the opportunity to try it now .”
Mu Qingya nodded.
Wu Zhe turned the cart by himself, went to a mechanism in the closet and opened it, revealing a section of sound-transmitting metal pipe.
After knocking on the metal crisp sound of a specific signal, she ordered: "Help me prepare scissors, small daggers and other sharp blades, embroidery needles and a lot of needles and threads. Bring it up after boiling in an iron bucket of water."
A servant's reply came from the other side of the sound transmission tube: "Of order, Master."
Acoustic pipes were additionally laid during the renovation project. It has a very good fast communication, somewhat similar to a local telephone.
Dude elevators, dubious telephones, Wu Zhe considered waiting for a dud operation.
Taking a closer look at the dog's wound, Wu Zhe began to have a question in his mind.
The wound has festered with maggots. Some small maggot teeth have grown, but they have been put to death by the medicine applied by the clinic not long ago.
Maggots growing from the wound... Wu Zhe thought for a while, and had some ideas in his mind.
"Let's go downstairs." Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya took the elevator to the first floor again.
This just caught up with Zhong Xunzhan's rebellion against the battle and the fact that he took the signboard of the lady's pavilion opposite.
After seeing the end of a joke, Wu Zhe asked Zong Zhilian and others to receive possible customers at the door after some words, and he wanted to go back to treat the sick dog.
"Treatment? You can really cure it?" Hu Yunjiao listened, and was surprised to follow in to watch the excitement.
Mu Qingya's face turned pale, and she hurriedly waved her hand.
"What?" Hu Yunjiao didn't understand.
"What Mu Qingya meant was that when I was rescuing dogs, that kind of scene was really unbearable."
"Isn't it?" Hu Yunjiao didn't believe it.
Wu Zhe explained: "The treatment scene inside is too bloody. Uh, it's not only bloody, girls should not come in anyway."
Mu Qingya nodded vigorously as circumstantial evidence.
"Haven't I seen it? I saw the wound on the injured body inside the door not once or twice." Hu Yunjiao followed indifferently.
"You follow." Zong Zhilian stabbed Hu Yunshang, and turned the corner of his mouth towards the plastered young man who was walking inside.
"Huh? I'm here with you." Hu Yunshang greeted him without responding.
Zong Zhilian almost kicked Hu Yunshang in: "Stupid! If I tell you to follow in, I will follow in. I will explain it to you when I have time."
Hu Yunshang finally caught up with Wu Zhe's local elevator. (To be continued.)