Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 613: Exhaustion

Line up to the third alley.

I don’t know when that will happen.

But no one left.

Nonsense, this is the best doctor in the world, the one who can cure the plague! He doesn't charge for his treatment.

What's the difference between this and pie falling from the sky?

Everyone stretched their heads and looked eagerly ahead.

The team moved forward little by little.

Jiang Fubao in the restaurant was so drunk that smoke was coming out of his mouth.

"Your health is fine, but you have a little bit of liver fire. Are you prone to anger?"

"Yes, Godly Doctor, I always get angry for no reason and I can't control myself at all. Because of this, my husband hardly talks to me anymore, for fear that I will scold him."

"I'll prescribe you a medicinal diet recipe. You'll feel better after taking it for five days. After five days, although I'm not here anymore, his medical skills are very good. Let him diagnose you again and see if you should continue taking it."

Jiang Fubao picked up the brush and wrote several lines on the paper.

He handed one to the woman in front of him and the other to the maid beside him.

She was specifically responsible for taking the medicinal recipes written by Jiang Fubao to the backyard kitchen.

"Okay, I'll eat."

The woman who originally just wanted to ask Jiang Fubao to prescribe a prescription had to compromise when she saw that she had finished writing. After all, medicated food is similar to medicine, one is eaten and the other is drunk.

"Go there to pay the money." Jiang Fubao pointed to the counter on the left again.

There is a special accounting office there to collect the money.

Unlike ordinary restaurants where you pay after eating, Changshou Restaurant requires you to pay first and eat later.

After all, many people's medicinal diet recipes take several days to prepare.

"Row."

The woman stood up and went to the left with the medicinal recipe. The chair she was sitting on was still warm. Not long after she got up, the next person sat down.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Fubao took a sip of throat-soothing tea and said slowly.

"My throat is always dry and itchy, little doctor, please help me take a look..."

Jiang Fubao took even less time to diagnose the patient's pulse. She loosened her hand and took out a piece of wood from the drawer.

"Open your mouth. Open it again. Keep opening it. Open it as wide as possible."

"Ah--" The man opened his mouth with all his strength, and the wooden board in Jiang Fubao's hand pressed on the base of his tongue.

"Okay, close it. It's not a big problem. It's just a little inflamed. What's your normal diet like? Do you like sweet and spicy food?" Jiang Fubao handed the wooden board to the Fang family's doctor, who washed it.

"The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. Indeed, I like to eat sweet and spicy food, especially vegetables. I can't eat bland food at all. I like to eat salty food. It has no taste and it's better not to eat it. Does this have anything to do with it?"

the man asked.

"Of course. You can only eat light food from now on. Otherwise, the swelling will continue and become chronic. It will be difficult to treat then. I will prescribe a ten-day medicinal diet for you. Eat two meals a day and eat them here."

Jiang Fubao was about to pick up the pen when he was stopped by the man.

"Godly Doctor, my family is really poor. How about you write me a prescription and I'll go get the medicine myself?"

Jiang Fubao looked up at him and said, "It's not necessary to take medicine. If you don't want to take it, it's okay. Just go back and eat a light meal. Next one."

The pulse diagnosis is free and Jiang Fubao will definitely not charge money. There are too many people queuing behind her and she can't waste time, so she started calling people after she said that.

"No, I, I eat it, isn't it okay for me to eat it?" The man thought Jiang Fubao was angry.

He quickly blocked the person who was trying to push him away.

"Don't force yourself." Jiang Fubao wasn't really angry, he was just too tired to smile.

"I really want to take it. My throat hurts a lot, but my family doesn't have much money. Little doctor, can you prescribe three days' worth of medicine for me?" the man said weakly.

Afraid that Jiang Fubao would get even angrier.

"Forget it, I'll open it for you." Jiang Fubao wrote quickly and only breathed a sigh of relief when the man paid.

It was not as expensive as he had imagined. He had thought it would cost several taels of silver a day. If it were to be opened for ten days, he would have to spend dozens of taels.

Who would have thought that three days of medicinal food would only cost half a tael.

If I had known, I would have opened it for ten days.

But seeing that Jiang Fubao was busy, he didn't want to disturb him, so he could only go upstairs to find an empty seat.

The pulse diagnosis lasted from noon until dark, and even so, there were still dozens of people queuing outside.

Jiang Fubao's hands were cramping from exhaustion.

However, this was the first time he had cooperated with others. The Fang family had helped the family a lot in the past. Jiang Fubao endured the tiredness and continued reading.

Until the last person is seen.

She had slumped in the chair and didn't want to move at all.

Jiangnan has a nightlife. At the same time, the people in Lianshan Town would have gone to bed long ago, but it is still very lively here.

The first and second floors of the restaurant were full of people.

There wasn't a single empty box.

The guests who originally thought the medicinal food was unpalatable were astounded after tasting it.

Some people even begged Jiang Fubao to open the restaurant for a few more days after eating it.

Rejected by Jiang Fubao.

This is not an ordinary meal, you can't just eat it randomly.

When Jiang Fubao saw someone dressed elegantly, he would prescribe expensive medicinal food, whatever was the most expensive.

When she sees someone wearing ordinary clothes, she will prescribe cheap medicine, or be a good person and write a prescription. She doesn’t make a penny from the latter and just does a good deed.

Fang Yanheng didn't stop him.

The profit margin of medicinal food is too huge.

After looking at the account book, he was quite surprised.

Changshou Restaurant earned in just one day what his Sifang Restaurant earned in two months.

If he continues like this, he will make back his investment in a few months.

"Fubao, you must be exhausted. Go to the backyard and have a rest. The cook has prepared the meal for you. Go and have your meal. After you finish eating, go back to the house and go to bed early."

The Fang family has always had a house in Jiangnan. Although it is not big and only has two courtyards, it is located in the downtown area and is not cheap. It is also not far from the Changshou Restaurant. You only need to cross a street to get there.

"Okay." Jiang Fubao's voice was hoarse and she didn't want to say anything more.

When I came to the backyard, I found my second sister also slumped in a chair resting.

The two sisters looked at each other, neither of them opened their mouths, they just picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

After eating, they returned to the Fang family’s house together tacitly, and went to bed without even taking a shower.

They slept until dawn and then got up.

"Fubao, I'm so tired. If it weren't for Aunt Yun saving my life, I wouldn't work so hard." Jiang Ruyi muttered softly as she and Jiang Fubao were washing in the yard.

"Okay, there are only three days left. How about this, I'll give you 10% of the restaurant's profit?"

Jiang Fubao finished brushing his teeth and comforted her.

"No, this has nothing to do with me, I don't want it." Jiang Ruyi shook her head.

"Why is it okay? If it weren't for Second Sister teaching them, how would these cooks and maids know how to cook medicinal food? I'll give Second Sister 10% of the profits, and then she won't have to pay the salary for the clinic in the future. How do you think?"

Since Jiang Fubao said so, Jiang Ruyi naturally stopped being polite.

With a 10% profit, she feels as if she has been given a shot of chicken blood today.

Plus the blessing of saving life.

The spatula was almost smoking from the way she swung it.