Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

After winter comes, it's not cold in Yicheng, but the courtyard feels lonely without seasonal flowers.

When Yan Xin got up early, she stood at the back window and watched the scenery for a while.

The spider climbed up at some point and formed a delicate and crystal-clear web in the corner of the window lattice.

Before Yan Xin had any emotions, Feng Ma had already swept away the cobwebs.

"Are you going out in the morning?" Feng's mother asked her.

Yan Xin: "Go to the drug store."

She does not sit in the clinic, but only chats with Zhang Fengchun in her free time about medical cases, preparing new patent medicines, and filling in the accounts of missing medicinal materials.

She must go every three days.

"...Sixth Miss, the cough pills you prepared last time sold very well, and everyone praised them for their miraculous effects." Zhang Fengchun told Yan Xin as soon as she entered the drug store.

Yan Xin: “That’s my grandfather’s homemade secret recipe.”

In her previous life, she relied on various secret recipes left by her grandfather to improve them herself, and she became famous in the industry just by relying on medicine.

Even though her title of "Young Miracle Doctor" was taken over by Yan Wanwan, her colleagues knew that the sixth lady of the Yan family was equally skilled in medicine.

Her drug store has more than a dozen kinds of proprietary and secret medicines that no one else can learn from.

Various methods were used to steal the secret recipe, but the final preparation was far inferior to Yan Xin's.

“Our autumn and winter business is very good for this medicine alone,” Zhang Fengchun said.

Yan Xin smiled.

At this time, a young girl wearing a coarse twill shirt carried a food box into the drug store.

The woman had a long, dark braid, a delicate and upright face, bright and clear eyes, and a loud and powerful voice.

"Brother Fengchun, I'll give you a jar of the newly made bean paste made by my mother. You can take it back and give it to my wife to try," the girl said cheerfully.

He glanced at Yan Xin again, "Do you have a guest? I'll leave first."

"No." Zhang Fengchun asked her, "Why are you always in such a hurry? Why are you so anxious? I haven't given you anything yet."

He went behind the counter, took a few packets of medicine, and handed it to the girl, "This medicine is for your mother. You should boil it and take it as before."

"Thank you, Brother Fengchun." The girl smiled.

Zhang Fengchun said to Yan Xin: "This is the daughter of the Wang family of West Street Sauce Shop. This child is very frizzy."

Then he said to the girl, "This is not a guest, this is my boss."

The girl immediately looked at Yan Xin, her eyes widening a little: "Are you the adopted daughter of the military government?"

Yan Xinxiao: "Yes."

"Why are you asking about this?" Zhang Fengchun said, "Go back quickly."

The girl took the medicine bag and left reluctantly.

Yan Xin felt that her personality was really cheerful and cheerful, so she asked Zhang Fengchun: "Is she engaged?"

"No, right? I don't ask about this either." Zhang Fengchun said.

Yan Xin was very surprised: "Master, are you turning thirty-two this year? Have you not thought about starting a family?"

In his previous life, Zhang Fengchun was never married.

He is poor.

His mother was in poor health, and the little money the drugstore shopkeeper had was spent on nourishing his mother.

Yan Xinshou gave him ordinary medicine. But Zhang Fengchun’s mother suffered from a “disease of wealth” and had to be treated with precious medicinal materials.

Although Yan Xin made money, sending expensive medicinal materials for no reason was also a case of "promoting kindness while fighting against kindness", which actually ruined her friendship with Zhang Fengchun.

She could only sell it to him at the purchase price.

Zhang Fengchun spent all his time and money on taking care of his mother and never got married.

In this life, he made a lot of money by relying on sulfonamide; he also helped Yan Xin buy agarwood and made another lot of money.

Now as the head shopkeeper, Yan Xin is more generous than in his previous life, and his monthly money has doubled.

Zhang Fengchun had money to buy expensive medicinal materials for his mother, and the family also hired an old woman and a little girl to take care of her, so he didn't need to worry.

He had money and free time, and his mother was in good health. Yan Xin felt that he could get married.

No more having to be a bachelor for the rest of your life.

"... Someone introduced me to several widows before. It's not that I dislike widows, it's just that they picked on my mother. The matchmaker asked me how many years my mother could live. It didn't make me mad," Zhang Fengchun said.

Yan Xin laughed: "Must you find a widow?"

Zhang Fengchun was shocked: "At my age, can I still find a girl?"

"You are not a widower, you are just poor and have not married. Why can you only marry a widow?" Yan Xin said, "You are not poor now."

Zhang Fengchun: "..."

"However, you wear such shabby clothes all day long. You don't have many decent clothes, and every robe has patches. No wonder the matchmaker looks down on you." Yan Xin said.

Zhang Fengchun: "I don't have much money, so I will keep it for my mother to take medicine."

"Just half of the money I gave you, including ginseng and deer antlers, is enough for the old lady to live until she is a hundred years old. The rest is not enough for you to take care of yourself and support a wife?" Yan Xin asked.

Zhang Fengchun was a little embarrassed.

He waved his hand: "Let's talk, let's talk!"

Yan Xin also wanted to talk about the little girl just now. Someone came to Zhang Fengchun in a hurry.

"Big shopkeeper, emergency call, please hurry up." The person who came spoke very quickly.

Zhang Fengchun groaned: "Is your husband's illness recurring?"

"No, this time it's the young master." The attendant said.

The entourage was dressed more decently than Zhang Fengchun. Parked at the door was a shiny car.

Yan Xin's eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhang Fengchun took the medicine box and hurriedly said to Yan Xin: "Miss Sixth, you are busy on your own, I have to make a medical visit."

"Okay." Yan Xin said.

Zhang Fengchun left in a hurry.

Yan Xin checked the warehouse with the second shopkeeper and took stock of their inventory; they also took stock of the patent medicines; they checked the accounts with the accountant.

The apprentices were also tested on their knowledge.

She was at the drug store and had lunch here.

Zhang Fengchun's situation was critical.

Last month, someone came to see a doctor and drove a very luxurious car.

Zhang Fengchun did not dare to ask the second shopkeeper to visit the doctor, so he went himself.

The patient lives in a very luxurious new-style manor. The buildings are all trendy and the interior furnishings are all Western furniture.

The sick person is a man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year.

The patient has no serious problem, but is short of breath, which occurs every day. I asked many doctors to see me, but to no avail.

Zhang Fengchun was taught by the old man of the Yan family and had good medical skills. He cured this gentleman.

During the two follow-up visits, this gentleman was generous and treated Zhang Fengchun very highly.

Zhang Fengchun vaguely heard someone calling him "chief", but he didn't know what kind of official he was.

who cares.

Zhang Fengchun was neither humble nor arrogant when he was down, but now that he has money and confidence, he can cope with it even more freely.

So the general manager admires him very much.

Zhang Fengchun thought it was the director's relapse when he came unexpectedly today.

On the way, the attendant sweated on his forehead and told Zhang Fengchun: "The young master is playful and the nanny accidentally didn't see him. He climbed to the railing on the second floor and fell down. He is now unconscious."

Zhang Fengchun's heart skipped a beat.

"Our president has seven daughters, and this youngest son is as precious as a pearl. Doctor Zhang, if something happens to him, the wet nurse and others may not survive," the attendant said.

They will also suffer.

Zhang Fengchun was shocked: "Your husband can still kill people? This is a democratic government."

"My husband is specially sent by the Nancheng government. He is a confidant of the president and has a service team of [-] people. How come he doesn't know how to kill people?" the attendant asked.

Zhang Fengchun couldn't help but feel nervous.

He wasn't sure.

"If it's Miss Six, she can definitely do it." Zhang Fengchun suddenly thought.