Siheyuan: My treasure map has unlimited resources

Qin Jingru's brows were tangled:

"Have you heard of Fu Youcai?" It is said that he also works in your factory.

"And sister, can I live with you recently, I just met Fu Youcai, I can't live in his house."

Qin Huairu's eyebrows raised:

"Fu Youcai is indeed a chef's apprentice in the kitchen of our rolling mill, I have seen him, but I am not familiar with him."

"Jingru, you said that you have no place to live, so how dare you live in Xu Damao's house before?"

Qin Jingru was straightforward:

"That's because Xu Damao has promised to marry me, so I live in his house!" Fu You and I have just met, how can it develop so fast.

Qin Huairu nodded approvingly:

"Well, you will temporarily stay here for the next few days, but don't stay too long, you should also know that my mother-in-law is not good at talking."

Qin Jingru was surprised:

"Sister, did you promise me so easily?" Don't you blame me for running away when I went on a blind date with Silly Pillar?

Qin Huairu thought to herself, of course I don't blame you, I still have to thank you, I have already recognized my feelings for Silly Zhu, if Silly Zhu marries you, I will definitely die unbearably.

Qin Huairu thought so in her heart, but pretended to be understanding on the surface:

"Sister is not such a careful person, I think women should think about themselves."

"You must always remember that it is better to rely on others than yourself, only if you are strong, hold the money in your hands, and have the confidence to do things."

Qin Jingru nodded thoughtfully:

"Sister, I know, I will try my best to learn the skills myself."

In this way, the two chatted about various things, and rested when they were tired.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qing's house.

As soon as Zhou Qing finished washing, he saw Jia Zhangshi sending money.

Jia Zhangshi handed

two cents to Zhou Qing: "Zhou Qing, this is two cents, there are eleven days to cure the stick terrier, don't forget."

"I wonder if anyone came to see you after you posted the note to help someone see a doctor?"

Zhou Qing didn't even look at Jia Zhangshi turned his head and entered the room, and at the same time Zhou Qing's voice drifted to Jia Zhangshi's ears:

"What is it about you?"

Jia Zhang's words were jammed, and he especially wanted to scold Zhou Qing, but he endured it for the sake of the stick terrier, and then Jia Zhangshi hummed angrily and spit out a few words:

"I'll just ask casually, if you don't say it, forget it."

Jia Zhang turned around and left after speaking.

Zhou Qing in the room fell into deep thought at this time, yesterday was actually not that no one came, but most of the diseases he saw were headaches, brain fever, rheumatic pain, and Zhou Qing opened some simple prescriptions and sent them off.

Some people also asked Zhou Qing if he still had the balls that he had made up for before, and after Zhou Qing answered no, they all left a little disappointed.

Zhou Qing also considered whether to do the 108 Dihuang Pill thing again, but Zhou Qing couldn't help but think of the story of the three brothers of Bian Que.

Bian Que's two brothers are not bad at medical skills, but only Bian Que is the most famous, the reason is that Bian Que often likes to treat serious diseases, one of his brothers treats mild diseases, and the other is prevented before people are sick, naturally there is no way to impress.

If Zhou Qing maintains everyone's body and strength, then how will Zhou Qing still see a doctor and make money in the future?

Zhou Qing was not vicious, he just didn't have the heart of a saint, and he thought that he hadn't sold 108 Dihuang Pills.

As Zhou Qing was thinking, he heard a knock on the door.

Zhou Qing walked over and opened the door to see that it was the second and third uncles.

The eldest man has been discredited because of the previous underwear turmoil, plus he and Zhou Qing have a feud, so he did not come over.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui smiled:

"Zhou Qing, seeing that you open the door to treat people, we will come to the scene."

"Zhou Qing, we are in a compound, you can get a discount for medical treatment."

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows:

"Two uncles, it doesn't look like you have a physical problem, what are you looking for me for?"

The two uncles were a little happy when they heard Zhou Qing say that they were not physically ill, but they were also a little hesitant, and they didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, it was the second uncle who sorted out his expression and spoke casually:

"Zhou Qing, a friend of mine heard that you have a very good injury medicine here, and it is not convenient for him to come over because of his serious injury, so he wants to ask me to buy some."

The three great masters also echoed:

"Yes, yes, I also have a friend who is in the same situation, he heard that your injury medicine is very amazing, so I must help him buy some, it doesn't matter if it's more expensive."

Zhou Qing looked suspicious:

"What kind of injury, are you talking about the Creation Metaplastic Muscle Milk that I sold to Xu Damao the day before yesterday?"

The second uncle and the third uncle nodded wildly:

"Yes, yes, it's the kind of ointment that Xu Damao used, Zhou Qing, you give us a little more, money is not a problem."

Zhou Qing realized that something was a little wrong, so he didn't directly agree:

"Are you hiding something from me, how can it be so coincidental that your friends have been seriously injured?"

The two uncles looked at each other when they heard this, and their old faces were slightly red:

"Ahem, it's like this, Xu Damao revealed that this ointment can make body parts rejuvenate, and we want to buy some."

Zhou Qing, as a young man in the new century, directly understood in seconds:

"Oh? Is it really that amazing? The two uncles are really old and strong.

The second uncle also opened up at this time:

"There are only so many happiness in life, what is the shame, I treat my body, I didn't steal, didn't rob or break the law, what's the problem?"

Zhou Qing nodded thoughtfully:

"Well, it makes sense, then sell it to you a little, ten yuan a bottle."

Then Zhou Qing handed the small pitiful two bottles containing ointment to the two uncles.

After the two uncles paid, Meizhi went back.

Zhou Qing took twenty yuan, touched his chin, and sighed a little distressedly:

"Obviously I want to treat diseases and make money, why are the people in the compound willing to spend money on this unorthodox use?"

"I have a hunch that someone will come and buy this later."

Sure enough, Zhou Qing was right, most of the morning passed, and there were about twenty people who asked Zhou Qing to buy medicine, without exception, they all bought metaplastic muscle milk, men, women, old and young people of all kinds.

Almost all of their reasons for buying medicine were that their friend was injured, so in the end, Zhou Qing's expression was numb:

"Your friend is injured, right?" Ten bucks a bottle. Then the

young couple in front of Zhou Qing looked confused:

"What injury? We haven't said what happened to our bodies.

Zhou Qing finally opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, a little surprised:

"You guys are not here to buy injury medicine?"

The two shook their heads at the same time, and the husband spoke in distress:

"We are not injured, we came to you today to ask about something."

"My daughter-in-law and I have been married for a year without children, and recently we have been really anxious, so we want to see the doctor."

"We are afraid that the hospital will collect too expensive money, so we will ask you first."

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up, he was finally able to use his medical skills and sell aphrodisiacs all day, and Zhou Qing felt that he was an unorthodox healer.