The man was impatient: "Do I need to report my purpose to you?"
Ying Qi was stunned and quickly lowered his head: "I don't dare!"
The man who used to be as gentle as jade Young Master, why do you seem to have a thorn in your side today?
At this moment, he did not dare to ask any more questions. He handed over his hand and left immediately to investigate.
Yan Funing left the house.
Seeing that she finally came out, Caiyu jumped off the bullock cart and took the books and basket: "Girl, why are the people in this yard so mysterious?"
The servant is still very cool.
Yan Funing said: "Firstly, the identity of the owner of the hospital is mysterious, and secondly, he is recuperating here. He probably doesn't want too many people to know."
Li Xinheng stretched out his hand to help Caiyu carry something: "I Come and carry it."
"No need." Caiyu said, carrying the book and the basket in the same hand, raising her arm to make it easier for Yan Funing to get on the cart.
Li Xinheng retracted his hand, sat in the driving seat, and whipped his whip to drive.
The ox cart traveled a mile and passed Tong Cheng’s blacksmith shop. Yan Funing called Li Xinheng to stop the cart.
Tong Cheng was holding a knife. He looked up and saw Yan Funing walking towards him. He immediately greeted with a smile: "Why are you here, girl?"
Yan Funing saw that the little girl was not in the shop. figure, then asked: "Where is Xiaoya?"
"Go to her aunt's house." Tong Cheng smiled, and the hammer hit the red iron, making a dull sound of metal touching, " Is the girl here to make daggers again today?”
Yan Funing took out a stack of paper from her sleeve pocket: "What I want needs to be extremely delicate. I wonder if you can beat it?"
Tong Cheng inserted the iron tool into the water tank and wiped his hands on the clothes. Only then did he take the paper handed over by Yan Funing.
Yan Funing raised her finger to the size written on the paper: "I will note the specific size on each piece of paper."
Tong Cheng frowned: "Girl, let me ask, these What is it used for?”
“Practice medicine.” Yan Funing only said two words.
When Tong Cheng heard this, he was in awe.
"The girl must have extremely high medical skills. I can tell that the needles on it are silver needles used for medical treatment. But these needles are different from those I have seen in the medical clinic." He turned back. After flipping through it, he pointed to the pattern on a piece of paper and asked, "Is this a knife?"
Hearing this, both Li Xinheng and Caiyu stretched their necks curiously to look at the drawing in Tong Cheng's hand. .
Yan Funing nodded: "Yes, this is a knife, the specific name is a scalpel."
Tong Cheng continued to turn back: "Why is this needle round?"
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"For suturing." Yan Funing said lightly, "I just don't know if you can make these tools?"
Tong Cheng patted his chest: "Yes, the girl's drawings are so detailed, I will definitely be able to make them." "Yes." The wages. As for the materials of the various knives, they are the same as the dagger you made for me before." But Tong Cheng only received three taels of silver: "Three taels is enough, I can definitely make these silvers. Needles."
Yan Funing still gave him the remaining two taels of silver: "These instruments are exquisite and require a small amount of materials, but they are time-consuming and labor-intensive. Moreover, I need your promise not to give them to others in the future. Utensils.”
Tong Cheng nodded: "Don't worry, girl, when the girl comes to receive the goods, I will return all these manuscripts!"
He then accepted the remaining two taels of silver and put the stack of manuscripts securely in his arms. middle.
Farewell to Tong Cheng, Yan Funing returned to the bullock cart with Li Xinheng and Caiyu.
After the car drove for a while, Caiyu finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing, girl, with those strange things?"
Li Xinheng rushed to say, "Didn't the girl just say that? Practicing medicine.”
Caiyu shouted: "I'm asking the girl."
Yan Funing pointed to the books on the car: "These are medical books. I am studying medicine now. Since I study medicine, I naturally have to equip myself with silver needles and other equipment. "
Caiyu blinked in admiration: "You are so right to leave the Yan family!" The young lady who left the Yan family not only knew how to cook, but also made money; not only did she know how to read, He also writes well and is now studying medicine.
In less than three months, the lady has changed a lot.
Today's young ladies are really admired and liked.
After walking another mile, the three of them returned to the restaurant.
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The current county seat, the county government.
Fu Zhengqing found Fu Minghe, pushed the others away, and asked in a deep voice: "Have the thugs been found?"
"Our nursing home, or the county government's police officer?" Fu Minghe asked in a low voice, "Dad, which one do you think is better?"
Fu Zhengqing glanced at him: "You are stupid, but you are really stupid. Whether it's the nursing home or the police who go to take action, isn't it the same as telling Fu Ciyi who is causing trouble?"
When Fu Minghe heard this, he was enlightened: "Dad, I know what to do."< br>
As soon as the words fell, I immediately went out.
Two quarters of an hour later, in a corner of a teahouse in the west of the city, two people were sitting in a private room discussing in low voices.
Lu Wenfeng took a sip of tea and asked with a low voice: "Brother Ming, do you really want to find someone to rush Fu Ci?"
Fu Minghe blows the tea foam, and then brushes the tea with the lid, Then he slowly said: "You have four injured fingers, don't you want to vent your anger?"
"I think about it, of course I do! It's just..." Lu Wenfeng paused, leaned his arm on the table, and put his mouth close to Fu Minghe , "After all, it was my fault that the finger was injured."
He also wanted to take revenge and relieve his hatred, but he never expected that Fu Ciyi was not only talented, but also very sharp-tongued.
Firstly, he can't beat him, and secondly, even if he files a lawsuit, he won't get any favors. After all, he is in the wrong.
Fu Minghe glanced at him: "We can't fight him openly."
"What do you mean?"
"Find someone to beat him secretly."
Lu Wenfeng glanced outside the door, fearing that someone would come and eavesdrop. After making sure there was no one outside, he said: "This is a good idea. In this way, Fu Ciyi doesn't know whether we are the masterminds behind the scenes."
< br>Fu Minghe slowly took a sip of tea: "No, you are the mastermind behind the scenes. I am helping you with ideas."
Lu Wenfeng said gratefully: "Yes, yes, brother Minghe is kind."
Fu Minghe added: "I think it's best to find someone to beat him on the head, preferably to smash a hole in it."< br>
Lu Wenfeng nodded: “If you want to hit your head, break your hands, you have to hit them all.” As he said that, he raised the teacup, “I will offer tea instead of wine to Brother Ming He!”
Fu Minghe raised the tea cup.
The two chatted for a while and then said goodbye to each other.
When they separated at the door of the teahouse, Fu Minghe warned: "You have to find some experts, and you can't say that you are behind it."
Lu Wenfeng gave a thumbs up: "Brother Minghe does everything for me. Think about it, I’m so grateful!”
“Whoever is following you?”
Fu Minghe patted him on the shoulder and strode away.
After boarding the Fu family's carriage, the driver asked him: "Master, are you going back home now?"
Fu Minghe lifted the curtain, watched the Lu family's carriage go away, and said to the coachman: "Go to the county government office."
The coachman said yes, and the carriage galloped.
A quarter of an hour later, Fu Minghe met Fu Zhengqing in the back hall of the county government office.
The matter was handed over to Lu Wenfeng. Based on Lu Wenfeng's hatred for Fu Ciyi, Fu Minghe felt that the matter could be handled well.
The most important thing is that he feels good about himself and should be praised by his father. (End of chapter)