Chapter 147 There are specialties in the arts, and no one is better than her!
"Shopkeeper Mi, I plan to sell all these shops and buy the three-story store on the street."
Mi Zhenchuan put down the account book in his hand and said: " Miss Fifth, the size of our shop is already one of the largest in the city. It would be a waste to move to a bigger place. There is not so much business.”
He knew that the place Ji Qingwu mentioned was the largest in the city. restaurant.
"Who said they would open a food store?" She raised her eyebrows.
Mi Zhenchuan was surprised: "What does Miss Fifth mean?"
Ji Qingwu said his plan: "We will change our business and open a medical clinic, and the first floor will be used as a pharmacy for preparing and decoction medicine. The second floor is the medical clinic where doctors treat patients. "
The largest medical clinic in Lin'an is Qingchun Tang. The medical expenses are high, but the business is always booming. There are long queues to see a doctor.
How can we open another medical clinic better than Qingchun Tang?
Ji Qingwu continued: "This medical clinic is different from those elsewhere."
Mi Zhenchuan puzzled: "Fifth Miss, what is the difference? I would like to hear the details."
Ji Qingwu's eyes were bright and he said: "What I said is, specifically for women of childbearing age. The health care clinic opened can do physical examinations, treat infertility, and provide delivery and postpartum care. "
Mi Zhenchuan was speechless for a while.
He is over forty years old. His first wife died in childbirth, taking the fetus with her. He has not remarried yet.
This business, judging from his sense of business for many years, is definitely profitable. Moreover, the women in charge of the household affairs in Lin'an City are all ladies. These women's money is the easiest to make, which is better than selling grain. You can earn a hundred times or a thousand times more.
He sighed: "This is unheard of. If such a medical clinic can really be opened, it will be a blessing for the women in Lin'an City, and it will also be a profitable and good business for us. However, the problem is, where can we find such talented people?"
Ji Qingwu smiled slightly.
Mi Zhenchuan thought: "The miracle doctor in the city, Lexi, has excellent medical skills, but he has a weird personality, so I am afraid he is not willing to come to the medical clinic."
Ji Qingwu said in a relaxed tone: "No need."
As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the profession, and she is confident that no one is better than her in having children.
She was already famous in Nanchu. When she returned to Lin'an, her eldest sister Ji Qingrong became pregnant again after being nursed back to health by her. Many ladies knew about her ability and wanted to seek her treatment, but they were all stopped secretly by Mr. Qiao.
Now is the right time to open a medical clinic, and there are many benefits.
Anyone who wants to seek medical treatment can come here to find her. It is easier to make money. Besides, getting along well with the wives of these official families can also become the foundation for her to establish a firm foothold in Lin'an.
Mi Zhenchuan said worriedly: "If there are no famous doctors to support the museum, I'm afraid it won't work."
Ji Qingwu said methodically: "Shopkeeper Mi, you don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to us. I Please help me find out about the famous midwives in the city, as well as the women who have worked as wet nurses for officials and have experience in taking care of children. Please come over someday and let me meet them."
Mi Zhenchuan saw that although she was young, at first glance, she was a weak and careless woman.
But after getting in touch with her, he found that her face was extremely deceptive. Not only did she have bold ideas and meticulous thoughts, she could also put things into practice.
And the soft and slow tone when speaking is inexplicably convincing.
Mi Zhenchuan said: "Fifth Miss, don't worry, we will get started."
Ji Qingwu stood up with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, and you will be rewarded if everything is done well. I’ll go to the restaurant owner first and discuss the matter of redeeming the shop.”
Mi Zhenchuan said: "Fifth Miss, the owner of the restaurant is no longer here."
Hearing what he said, Ji Qingwu stood there and turned around and said: "He is no longer here, what does this mean?"
"The original owner's surname was Liu. He was a gambler. He lost everything in the gambling house. This restaurant has already It was taken over by people from the gambling house. "
Ji Qingwu said: "But when I came, I saw the notice of redemption."
"Yes, this restaurant is not running well and is planning to do so. Cash it out." Mi Zhenchuan stepped forward and whispered: "Miss Fifth, do you know who is in charge of this gambling house?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head. She didn't know, but seeing the look on Shopkeeper Mi's face, there was probably someone behind the gambling shop who was not easy to mess with.
Mi Zhenchuan said: "Two years ago, this gambling house was found to be maliciously cheating people out of money. Later, the person in charge was changed. Now the adults from the Imperial City Division are in charge." He reminded : "Fifth Miss, you came back not long ago, but you don't know how ruthless the gentleman from the Imperial City Department is. He cuts off people's fingers at every turn, and even Eat steamed buns dipped in human blood."
Ji Qingwu already knew who he was talking about: "Shopkeeper Mi, is this Lord you are talking about Duan Mingfeng?"
Mi Zhenchuan had obvious fear on his face and whispered: "Miss Fifth, you don't dare to call that adult by his first name."
It turns out that Duan Mingfeng not only looks gloomy, but also has so many terrible rumors.
Ji Qingwu curved his lips and said with a smile: "It couldn't be better if it's him."
Then, she lifted her feet and left, leaving them with a chic back.
After half the time of burning incense.
Ji Qingwu sat in the restaurant and looked at the layout of the store.
After she sat down, no one took the initiative to greet her. There were only a few diners in the store, and the waiter was leaning against the counter to be lazy.
When she called for someone to come, the waiter slowly came over.
"Sir, what do you want to eat?"
It was noon, and Ji Qingwu started to sing about the empty city strategy. She said directly: "Have a portion of all the signature dishes in the store. Right.”
The waiter said: “No.”
Ji Qingwu said dissatisfied: "If there are no signature dishes, why should we open a store?"
Close the store early and give her the store.
The waiter said: "The chef ran away with the original proprietress. There are only a few workers left. They don't know how to cook hot dishes. There are still drinks and cold food. Let's see what we want to eat."
This reason sounds quite sufficient.
Ji Qingwu said directly: "There is no food and the cook has run away. Call your current boss over."
The waiter finally opened his eyes and thought she was looking for trouble. He looked at her and said, "You don't want your life. If our new boss comes, you will be skinned and turned into a dish."
Is Duan Mingfeng so scary? One or two people said this, this review is really bloody and violent.
The diners on the side suddenly stood up, slapped their swords in front of Ji Qingwu, and shouted loudly: "Master Duan is busy with official duties, how can you call him here!"
Ji Qingwu was not frightened. He observed his dress and asked, "Are you from the Imperial City Department too?"
The man in black robe stared at her for a while, then hesitantly whispered: "Barbecue Girl?”
Ji Qingwu looked at the barbecue girl for a long time and didn't recognize who she was.
The man in black robe quickly stood at attention. This was the girl who followed the emperor into the camp on the grassland that night.
How horizontal it is when slapping the table with the sword, how embarrassed it is when it is sheathed.
When Duan Mingfeng received the news from his subordinates, he was at Wei Ruixuan in the city, accompanying his master on errands.
When he learned that Ji Qingwu had something to do with him, he suppressed his surprise and carefully raised his eyes to look at the face of the man in front of him.
A voice as calm as a cloud sounded.
“Go.”
Corresponding to the calm voice, there are eyes as sharp as knives.
I saw my master pinching the copper token in his palm until it deformed.
Duan Mingfeng (sweating like rain): Subordinate, I still won’t go
Emperor Wu Su (Yun Dan Feng Qing): Go
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