I have a little bit of talent

It was already the 12th hour, and the streets were bustling with activity.

The Fang Mansion is located on Dongping Street in the inner city of Yangzhou City. A few dozen meters outside the Fang Mansion and a turn will lead you to the bustling East Street.

Generally speaking, the people who live in the inner city are either wealthy merchants or high-ranking officials in the city. East Street is a merchant street that is two to three kilometers long. It is very wide and can accommodate three carriages in parallel. The road is paved with bluestone. The street is lined with merchants and shops from all over the Great Zhou Kingdom. On weekdays, it is the busiest. Of course, there are also some small vendors hawking their wares along the street.

Most of these vendors are ordinary people from the outer city. Those who can come to the inner city to do business basically have their own unique features. The food and toys they sell are also unique, otherwise they will not catch the eyes of those nobles.

Fang Mu is different from the rest of the family. Since he was a child, he liked to wander around the streets and alleys of Yangzhou City and play, and he liked the hustle and bustle of the city.

Therefore, he knew all the streets in the city, big and small, very well. Even the patrolling yamen runners in the government office did not know the city as well as Fang Mu.

At this time, the streets are crowded with people, and it is the busiest time.

Fang Mu walked straight through East Street. Passers-by would occasionally look at him secretly. Some bold women even stared at Fang Mu's face without any concealment, their eyes fixed on him, their eyes shining.

"Whose son is this? He is so handsome."

"Hush! This is the young master of the Fang family, you can't offend him!"

"Ah! Is this the Fangmi bug, the first of the three evils in Yangzhou? It doesn't look like it!"

"Keep your voice down! You're going to kill yourself."

Fang Mu heard some furtive discussions, but he ignored them and walked straight to a stall at the end of the street.

"Uncle Zhang, give me a fried pancake,"

The owner of the stall was an old man wearing coarse cloth, with white hair and beard, and he was busy beside a wok.

When I heard the familiar voice, I looked up and was immediately happy.

"Okay, wait a moment, young master."

After saying that, he picked up the oil spoon and put in a ball of batter. After adding a little salt for simple seasoning, he put it into the oil pan. The aroma of fried dough immediately came out.

The old man's surname is Zhang. He is originally from the outer city. He has been setting up a stall on East Street for thirty years relying on his skill in frying pancakes.

Because the ingredients are fresh, no corners are cut, and the oil used is also the best rapeseed oil, the fried dough is crispy and delicious, and the aroma of the dough is fragrant. It is also well-known in East Street. From time to time, passers-by buy a piece to try. There are many repeat customers, and Fang Mu is one of them.

A fried dough cake costs one penny, and the cost of the ingredients is mostly high, so the strategy is to make small profits but quick turnover. It is barely enough for the family to get by.

After paying, Fang Mu took the fried pancake and ate it while walking, without caring about his image at all.

By the time we finished eating the fried pancakes, we had already left the eastern district of the inner city.

The planning of Yangzhou City is the same as that of the inner and outer cities, divided into four districts: east, south, west and north.

The East District of the Inner City is mainly where the officials of Yangzhou City live. The mansions of those powerful and wealthy are all in the East District, which is divided by East Street.

When you reach the end of East Street and see another crossroad, you will reach Xicheng District.

Xicheng District is home to restaurants, pharmacies, blacksmith shops, brothels and other places of consumption in the city. It is known as the gold-spending den of Yangzhou City! It is the most prosperous place in Yangzhou City.

As long as you have money, you can find almost all the pleasures you can think of in Xicheng District.

The wealthiest merchants in the entire Yangzhou basically all settle in Xicheng District, and the business atmosphere is extremely strong!

The Huichun Hall that Fang Mu was going to at this time was also in Xicheng District. It was the largest medical clinic in the entire Yangzhou City. Its branches were spread all over the entire Yangzhou area, and even in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a branch.

As Fang Mu walked towards Huichun Hall, he secretly used his spirit to cover his body. His skin, which was originally as white as jade, began to turn dull, and he looked no different from an ordinary person. The gazes of passers-by gradually disappeared, and they only thought he was an ordinary child of a noble family.

"It seems that I have to cover up when I go out in the future, otherwise it will be troublesome if too many people see me."

Fang Mu felt that the attention from people around him had decreased a lot, and he suddenly felt that his soul was mysterious.

"It will be much easier to use my soul to cover up wherever I go in the future! It seems that the benefits of cultivation are greater than I thought!"

Fang Mu pondered while walking, following the bustling crowd on the street until he arrived at the door of a clinic.

The main entrance of the clinic is built in a relatively simple style and is three meters high. There is a strange plaque hanging in the middle of the top of the door, with three large characters "Huichuntang" written in gold on a black background.

This plaque seemed ordinary in the past and there was nothing special about it.

But at this time Fang Mu's Yuanshen was successful, and the three words on the plaque appeared white light, and a breath of air emanated from it, covering the entire clinic. Obviously, this plaque was written by a superior cultivator who had truly cultivated a Yuanshen to protect the clinic!

"It seems that Huichuntang is not simple. After all, it is impossible to be the best in Yangzhou without a master's support behind the scenes!"

At this time, many people who came to see the doctor gathered in front of the clinic, some were rich people in brocade clothes, and some were poor people in rags. But they all lined up quietly, which was completely different from the noise in other places.

This is also the rule of Huichuntang. You must abide by the rules when you come to see a doctor. You must not disturb the doctor's treatment.

In the past, there were also young and powerful people who were unwilling to accept the situation and relied on their family background to force Huichuntang to give them priority in medical treatment, but they ended up being scolded by their families and had to go to the door to apologize honestly.

Later, this rule spread throughout Yangzhou, and everyone followed it!

Fang Mu was a disciple of Lu Ming, a doctor at Huichun Hall, so naturally he didn't need to wait here and walked straight through the door of the clinic and entered.

"Old man, you have caught a cold. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take three times a day. You will be cured in three days."

Lu Ming was treating an old man at the moment. He wrote a prescription for the pharmacy and handed it to the apprentice waiting beside him. When he saw Fang Mu coming, he smiled and said, "You haven't been here for a while. Come and help."

Huichun Hall was very busy at this time. There were three doctors in total seeing patients there, constantly seeing patients and prescribing medicine, and it was quite a rush.

Fang Mu hurried forward, walked to Lu Ming's side, and started to examine him.

However, Fang Mu has never liked red tape since he was a child. He ignored the Confucian classics at home and was instead very interested in painting, medicine and other related subjects.

Especially in the area of ​​medicine, he had worked very hard since becoming Lu Ming's apprentice.

Fang Mu was a man of extraordinary talent, with a photographic memory. He gradually memorized all kinds of medical books and scriptures, and his skills in medicine and pharmacology increased day by day.

Today, his medical skills are no less than those of his mentor Lu Ming.

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With Fang Mu's help, the speed of seeing patients was much faster. Lu Ming was prescribing medicine for the patient while silently watching his apprentice diagnosing and prescribing medicine quickly. He couldn't help but feel very relieved.

The daylight gradually faded and before I knew it, it was already noon.

The clinic finally finished seeing the last patient. Lu Ming said hello to the others and took Fang Mu to the back hall of the clinic.

"Old Lu is so lucky, my disciple is even better than me, and I have a successor!"

The other two doctors were all envious. It is rare for a famous teacher to meet a talented student!

"Brother Zhong, please call Xiao Bai and Xiao Huang for me, so we can all get together in the evening."

As soon as Fang Mu entered the back hall, he saw Zhong San sitting and drinking tea with a large package next to his hand. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted from it.

It was obviously some medicinal herbs that he bought for himself to take over the next period of time.

"I already informed you yesterday, but you broke the appointment, so I changed it to today. You can't refuse it anymore, otherwise I will have to go back to the academy with you later."

Zhong San looks very similar to Butler Zhong. After all, they are father and son, but their personalities are very different.

Butler Zhong is old-fashioned and serious, just like Fang Lu's deputy.

Zhong San, however, is much more cheerful, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, an extremely handsome face, and a tall and mighty figure like his father.

In the Fang Mansion, Third Brother Zhong was also a very popular player. In addition, he grew up with Fang Mu, and the two of them were like brothers. As a result, he often took the blame for Fang Mu and was scolded by Butler Zhong.

"Well, well, well, you walk like a dragon and a tiger, your muscles and bones are in perfect shape. In just a short time, you have already mastered your physical training. The Fang family is the Fang family after all!"

Lu Ming stared at Fang Mu for a long time, then patted his chest, back, hands and feet with his hands, looking a little surprised.

Little did he know that Fang Mu was also quite surprised at this moment. Since he went out today, he met many pedestrians, many of whom were practitioners, but most of them were still in the stage of body training, and most of them had not yet fully tempered their skin, muscles and bones.

At this moment, in the back hall of Huichun Hall, there were two people who had completed their physical training and entered the second level of Qi training.