The Reborn Lady is Farming

  Xiao Bowen saw that her elder sister was in a trance, so she could not help grasping her hand nervously, "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Mu Yangling came back to his senses, pulled off a gentle smile, touched his head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's go, let's go to the bookstore first, the previous bookstore was closed because of the Jinbing Chaos City, this The newly opened bookstore doesn't know where to go."

  Mu Yangling walked around the county town for half a circle, and finally found a bookstore in a corner of the street where the bookstore was opened before.

   Mu Yangling looked at the facade that was slightly blocked by the protruding corner, and then looked up at its plaque, only to be sure that this was really the bookstore he had been looking for.

  Mu Yangling silently dragged Bo Wen in, and asked the boss who was sleeping on the reclining chair, "Why is your bookstore here? We have been looking for it for a long time and haven't been able to find it."

   The owner of the bookstore raised his eyelids and glanced at them, then lowered his eyelids and said, "All the academies and private schools in the county town know that my bookstore is here. You can see what you want to buy, just bring it over and pay the bill."

   Co-authored the voice of the boss who only works as a private school in the academy.

   Mu Yangling murmured and dragged Bo Wen in, took a few books from the book list opened by Mr. Shuyuan, and went to choose a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "Bo Wen, come and see, what do you want?"

  Bowen was visiting the bookstore for the first time, and he cherished and touched the inkstone on the table, reluctantly turned his eyes away from it, and said obediently, "Sister, just choose for me."

   Mu Yangling touched his head, reached out and picked up the inkstone he touched just now, and selected several brush sizes from the pen holder before taking him to see the ink.

   These are marked with prices, and Mu Yangling can tell if she can afford it just by looking at it, so she doesn't need to ask the boss for the price when she chooses something.

   When choosing ink, Mu Yangling hesitated.

   She picked up a piece of ink with a relatively low price and asked the boss, "Will you faint?"

The boss opened his eyes and took a look, said: "Yes," glanced at Mu Bowen at her feet, and said: "Ink below five hundred wen will faint, if you want to buy better, just buy 800 wen Or a silver or two."

  The ink here is sold in a pack of ten yuan, and the unit price of the single sale is more expensive. Since the ink is bought for reading, I usually buy a pack at one time.

   Mu Yangling frowned and thought for a while, and finally put down the ink in his hand, picked up the eight hundred wen and one tael and smelled them respectively, and finally asked for one tael of silver.

   After selecting the items, Mu Yangling brought the items and asked the boss to check out.

   The boss knew that it was bought for the children who were just entering school at a glance. He glanced at Mu Bowen and asked Mu Yangling, "What about your adults?"

"They're busy, I'll accompany my brother to buy it," Mu Yangling flipped through the booklet next to him, thinking that when he was studying, he always had a notebook ready to take notes. Ling took out another blank booklet and handed it to the boss, "I want this too."

   The corner of the boss's mouth was slightly raised, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded admiringly, "You know how to choose, there are people in the family who read books?"

   Mu Yangling was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "My mother and my father can read, and I know a few characters too." But she and her mother were the only ones who had studied seriously, and her father's words were taught by her mother.

   There are so many people in a family who can read and write, and the boss mistakenly thinks that their family is also a farming and reading family.

   Scholars are a little leftist. Seeing that their family is a farmer, and the conditions do not seem to be very good, they deliberately omitted some prices, and finally turned the abacus lazily and said, "A total of 92,520 wen."

Mu Yangling's eyes widened, "Isn't it twelve, three hundred and twenty?" She searched through the things, and finally pointed to the two brushes and the first paper and said, "You forgot to count these two? "

   The boss glared at her, wrapped the things for her, and said, "Then 12 to 300 yuan, and the 20 yuan is considered as a gift for you."

   Mu Yangling was stared at by him, a little inexplicable, but he thanked him and took out the money from his arms.

   When she was about to turn away with something, the boss asked again, "How did you count so fast?"

   "What? Oh, do you mean to settle accounts?" Mu Yangling said as he should: "I calculated it in my mind."

The boss frowned, but did not ask in detail, glanced at their backpacks and said, "Your brother has to buy a bookcase for school, otherwise how can you bring books to the academy?" The boss pointed to a corner and said, "There are books there. Box, go and have a look, I think you are cheaper."

Mu Yangling looked at the boxes and secretly said: No matter how cheap they are, they can't afford it. After buying books and then buying medicines, they will return to before liberation. They can only hope that my aunt can sell hares. There is a little extra money, not to mention, the box is so heavy that he can't carry it on his back.

Mu Yangling declined the boss's kindness and left with the hands of Bowen and Xiulan, while Xiuhong followed suit, and after walking far away, Xiuhong was dissatisfied: "Cousin, that boss is not at all. Unpleasant."

   Mu Yangling smiled and said, "This boss is rude, but it's very interesting. He's even better than the previous bookstore owner."

Mu Yangling took them to the pharmacy, took out Bowen's previous prescription and looked at the pharmacy shopkeeper. The shopkeeper looked at the prescription and then at Mu Bowen. Seeing that his face was still rosy, he asked, "When is this prescription? start eating?"

"It's been five months since I took it. It was prescribed by the doctor when our family was still in Qili Township. I've been taking medicine before, but the prescription has changed." Mu Yangling took out another cloth bag from his arms and put the He took out the previous prescription and showed him, "This is my brother's prescription before he was two years old. This is from the year before. I have taken this prescription for two years. One pair, this one I changed in late autumn last year, I usually eat a pair every other day.”

The shopkeeper looked at it and nodded, and said, "These are all warming and nourishing medicinal materials, and they are not very toxic, but others are small, and taking medicines for so many years is somewhat harmful. If you want to change the prescription, you might as well ask my boss to give him a pulse again. Below, if the stubborn disease of the body has been eliminated, then don't take medicine, it is much better to eat more supplements than to take medicine."

   Mu Yangling agreed after hesitating for a while, and took his brother by the hand to go to see the doctor.

  Renxintang is a century-old pharmacy in Mingshui County, and its reputation has always been good. Except for a doctor who sits in the hall, the owner of the Pang family diagnoses and treats patients here. Today, the owner of the Pang family, Pang Kongqing, sits in the hall.

   Mu Yangling took Mu Bowen over, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved at him kindly, "Come and let Uncle take a look."

  Pang Kongqing's face is soft and amiable, which makes people unconsciously trust him, even Mu Yangling can't help but have a good impression of him, not to mention the young blog post?

  Pang Kongqing smiled, Xiao Bowen's previous apprehension went away for a while, he sat on the chair obediently, and stretched out his hand to him.