Xiaoyao Xiaodu Doctor brings space to raise cute brothers and sisters

Wang Xin didn't go to the market in the end.

In the end, only Mrs. Li went shopping.

Wang Xin bid farewell to the shocked Aunt Zhao and her son, and took Hao Ge'er and the "little wolf cub" back home.

To be honest, Mrs. Li's performance today was pretty satisfactory, but the reaction of the "little wolf cub" was far beyond her expectations!

Wang Xin carefully examined the "little wolf cub" and confirmed that his bones were fine. He then gave him some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine, asked him to take it on time every day, and told him to have a good rest.

Through today’s incident, Wang Xin listed the “little wolf cub” as “one of his own”.

But he has too many secrets.

It was impossible for her to take him to the space as she trusted Hao Ge'er.

Since we cannot treat everyone equally, we should eliminate this expectation at the source.

It's enough to be good to him in your heart.

Wang Xin made a decision and stopped worrying about it.

I might as well ask directly: "Acuo, do you want to heal the scar on your face?"

Xue Cuo widened his eyes in shock.

His eyes were originally round, but now the fierceness in them faded away, leaving only a look of bewilderment and helplessness.

Wang Xin patiently explained: "I can heal the scar on your left face, but the process will be a little painful. Do you want to have it done?"

Xue Cuo hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and then nodded.

Wang Xin was puzzled.

A trace of pain flashed across Xuecuo's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I swore to avenge my mother and sister. When I grow up and have avenged them, I will treat them."

The voice was not loud, but extremely firm.

Wang Xin was shocked again: This is a child who is only six years old!

Perhaps, it was this firm belief that enabled him to survive endless abuse at such a young age.

Wang Xin nodded: "Okay, when you want treatment, tell me and I will treat you."

At this time, Wang Xin would never have thought that in the near future, when Xue Cuo asked her for treatment again, her mood would be so complicated and inexplicable.

Time passed quickly and it was noon.

The guests arrived one after another.

It is early autumn, a time of clear and crisp weather.

The sunlight was not strong today, so Wang Xin placed the round table in the backyard.

The round table is made of pine wood, which has been polished over the years to a mellow dark red color. The surface is coated with a layer of varnish, making it brighter and smoother.

When Wang Xin placed the copper hot pot that had been prepared long ago on the round table, the mottled bronze pot and the round table formed a strange harmony.

Everyone's curiosity reached its peak as they watched Wang Xin and her brother skillfully add water, charcoal and ingredients to the pot, as if they had done it countless times before.

Yes, today's guests include Madam Liu and her daughter, as well as Manager Zhao and his family. Except for his eldest son, all others are present.

Manager Zhao's eldest son, Zhao Mingren, was out of town purchasing goods and was not at home.

The second son, Zhao Mingshan, followed his aunt Zhao's eldest brother to work in Zuixianlou.

Today happened to be his turn to take a day off, so he came along.

Aunt Zhao and Hu Zi were the first to arrive from their family.

It was obvious that everyone had never seen hot pot.

They started asking questions one after another.

Hao Ge'er showed a surprised expression at the right time: How could it be? How could you have never seen/eaten it?

Then he transformed himself into a competent little host and enthusiastically introduced the origin and eating methods of "hot pot" to everyone present.

Hao Ge'er said that "hot pot" was a gift given to his father by a passing merchant last year after he had his father's illness treated.

After that, we often ate it at home, and he especially loved it.

He also recommended his favorite spicy flavor to Hu Zi.

Wang Xin watched with amusement as Hao Ge'er instantly turned into a "little drama queen".

If I didn't know that this was the statement he and I had personally agreed on last night, I would have believed it.

Hao Ge thought to himself, nonsense!

Maybe this is his first pot of gold?

Can you not behave well?

For a moment, the table was filled with laughter and joy.

Wang Xin and Haoger have a clear division of labor: male guests are entertained by Haoger, and female guests are entertained by Wang Xin.

The two of them acted diligently as hosts, using serving chopsticks to pick up food for the guests from time to time.

Of course, in compliance with the ancient etiquette of "observing filial piety", Wang Xin and Hao Ge'er only picked some vegetarian dishes to eat.

After all, Wang Xin is a modern person at heart, and he had long since persuaded Hao Ge'er to take care of his health.

Just keep your condolences to your parents in your heart.

Of course, you still have to observe etiquette outside.

During this time, the little adult Hao Ge'er was possessed. He held the cup seriously, drank tea instead of wine, and solemnly thanked Manager Zhao and his family and Madam Liu for their help.

Needless to say, everyone enjoyed this hotpot meal with rosy faces and both the host and the guests were delighted.

Especially Zhao Mingshan.

He works at Zuixianlou and is involved in the food industry.

I soon realized this was a huge business opportunity.

After the meal, I couldn’t wait to pull Hao Ge aside and asked if the recipe was for sale.

Hao Ge'er replied to him according to what they had agreed on long ago: the copper hot pot was left by his father and he would not sell it, but he could be given a copy of the blueprint.

The recipes for hot pot base and seasonings can be sold as long as the price is right.

The only condition is to keep it strictly confidential and not disclose these things, as they came from their home!

Zhao Mingshan understood this point: a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure.

Haoge and his sister are still too weak.

Finally, after asking Hao Ge'er for two portions of hot pot base and three portions of seasonings, he left in a hurry.

He must complete this deal before tonight...

After seeing off Manager Zhao and his family, Madam Liu and Xiangju insisted on staying to help.

Wang Xin probably thought that the treatment for his hand had paid off.

Sure enough, as soon as she returned to the house, the little girl excitedly told her: "Sister Xin'er, my mother agreed!"

Madam Liu also asked expectantly, "Xin'er, how do you treat Xiangju's hand? Will it be dangerous?"

Wang Xin did not hide anything and explained the treatment process in detail to the two of them.

Madam Liu thought for a moment, followed Wang Xin's advice, and set the treatment time for one month later.

By then, Wang Xin should have settled down in the Changshou Village.

As Wang Xin said, it is an operation after all, and it requires surgery no matter how small. If the care is not good and an infection occurs, it will be too late to regret.

Just after the afternoon solstice, Wang Xin and others were packing their luggage when there was a hurried knock on the door.

Haoge went to open the door and saw Zhao Mingshan and a tall man in his forties, whose face was somewhat similar to Aunt Zhao.

Zhao Mingshan smiled and introduced Hao Ge'er: "This is the second shopkeeper Fan of Zuixianlou, and he is also my uncle!"

Then he turned to the man and said, "Uncle, this is the Hao brother I was talking about."

The man had heard about this from Zhao Mingshan before and knew that this was the family that had saved his master not long ago.

He is also the person that the master has ordered to be taken care of.

Although seeing that Hao Ge'er was young, he did not dare to neglect him at all.

He greeted her with a smile.

Hao Ge'er invited everyone into the study, sat down, and served tea.

Shopkeeper Fan looked at him secretly and saw that although he was young, he behaved in a well-controlled and calm manner.

Zhao Mingshan was impatient, and he got straight to the point: "Brother Hao, our restaurant has decided to do this business! Do you want to invite your sister over?"

Hao Ge'er shook his head: "No need, my sister has given me the decision-making power, I can make the full decision on this business."

Shopkeeper Fan took out two agreements that he had prepared long ago from his sleeve and handed them to Hao Ge'er.

He tapped the table with his fingertips. "Look, there are two options here: one is to buy out directly and pay you 1,600 taels of silver in one lump sum; the other is to buy shares. If you are a hot pot restaurant owner, Zuixianlou will give you 20% of the profits. Which one do you choose?"

After a pause, he added: "Of course, no matter which method is used, the hot pot and the recipe must not be sold to a third party."

The conditions are quite generous.

Even though Hao Ge'er really wanted to choose the second option, he remembered his sister's advice: Zuixianlou has a complicated background, so he must not be greedy and must not get too involved!

He pushed the second agreement back with a painful look on his face.

Shopkeeper Fan shook his head secretly and thought: After all, he is young and short-sighted.

Hao Ge picked up the pen, added another sentence to the first agreement, and handed it back to Manager Fan.

Shopkeeper Fan took it and took a look at it, and saw that it contained an additional confidentiality clause.

He nodded, signed his name and put his fingerprints on it.

Haoge took it and did as he was told.

Shopkeeper Fan happily took out a stack of silver notes worth one hundred taels from his sleeve, counted out sixteen and handed them to Hao'er.

Hao Ge'er thought to himself: What a thoughtful preparation, and it suits the current situation at home.

He took it with satisfaction, took out a few sheets of paper that had been prepared long ago from the table and handed it over.

Shopkeeper Fan took it and looked at it, and indeed it was a diagram of the structure of a hot pot and several recipes for base ingredients and seasonings, so he hurriedly put them away carefully.

Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and said goodbye.

Zhao Mingshan couldn't help it, and when Haoge'er was seeing them off, he asked him in a low voice why he didn't choose to buy shares, as it was obvious that the other one was more cost-effective.

Hao Ge'er grinned: "Sister said that we are too young and should not attract too much attention."

Shopkeeper Fan, who was walking in front, was stunned. So that's what it was.

I couldn't help but laugh at myself: I have become the one who can't see through things.