Feng Qing ate a bowl of porridge, a sauerkraut bun and a radish bun.

The remaining bowl of porridge and three buns were eaten by Fang Dalang, who was awakened.

She wiped her mouth with her sleeves, Fang Dalang looked around and asked Fang Zheng in a low voice, "Sanlang, did I spend a lot of money this time? Actually, I feel that it is much better now. Why don't we go back? It's the same for raising people at home."

Throughout history, clinics have been places where they spend a lot of money. For farmers like Fang Dalang, this place is simply a place that costs money, and stays for a moment less.

Fang Dalang was very uncomfortable. Fang Zheng knew it and comforted him, "When Dr. Tao comes, I will give you a pulse. If Dr. Tao agrees, we will go back today."

Fang Dalang then breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Chen Shi arrived, Dr. Tao brought Xiao Yue over.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Sanlang, did your elder brother burn last night?"

"I burned for two hours and took the medicine, but I haven't repeated it yet."

Nodded, Doctor Tao looked at the situation of Dalang below again, and his face was better than yesterday. "After that, he is a young man, he has a good foundation and has recovered well."

Fang Dalang winked Fang Zheng with great force.

"Old Tao, my elder brother may go back?"

"You can go back. When you leave, get some medicine and take it for seven days first, and come over in seven days. I'll see if I need to change the prescription." Dr. Tao stood up and said.

Fang Zheng remembered Dr. Tao's words in his heart, and swept out of the corner of his eyes to Feng Qing, who was smiling in the corner of the clinic, and said, "Madam, I'll go to the street to find a ox cart. Are you waiting here or with me?"

"Follow you." Feng Qing waved his hand to Xiao Yue and followed Fang Zheng.

She was a little curious about this ancient town. In addition, Feng Qing also wanted to see if there were shops selling and collecting embroidery items in the town. After Fang Dalang's incident, Feng Qing realized for the first time that this person still had to save some money. After all, everyone had a time to use it urgently.

Fang Dalang was fine. The two of them were not as anxious as yesterday. They left without any hurry or slow, especially Feng Qing, whose eyes were circling around, almost not enough.

"My husband, I want to go to the shop selling embroidery." After looking around, I didn't know what the shop selling embroidery looks like, so Feng Qing simply asked the people around him.

After a pause, Fang Zheng walked back.

"Husband?" This person would not be angry, so why don't she just want to follow him?

It is said that ancient women had no status at all. Could it be that her performance in the past two days was too out of place, which made Fang Zheng dislike it?

The pace slowed down unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zheng turned around strangely when he noticed that Feng Qing didn't follow him, "Are you going to the embroidery shop? You're no longer on this street."

The face of the ground was lit up carefully in an instant, Feng Qing caught up and came to Fang Zheng, "You are so good."

"I" Fang Zheng thought of something, and then changed his voice, pointed to an intersection ahead and said, "When you turn the intersection, there is a shop."

This shop is called Xiuzhenzhai. The shop is not big, there are not many embroidery items inside, and the appearance is average.

The shopkeeper is a woman in her thirties.

"What do you want from my little lady? I don't have big items here, and there are a lot of small embroidery pieces." The female shopkeeper took a round fan casually and looked at Feng Qing without any trace. His eyes passed by her extremely white and tender hands, and smiled, "My little lady must have good embroidery skills. Look at the peonies on my round fan, it looks like a painting. This is a Gu embroidery. Look at the needlework, look at the color thread, and look at my brocade. This is a rare thing in the county town."

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this round fan?" A fan was naturally not as exaggerated as the shopkeeper's description. This embroidery technique was something she could do at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

The shopkeeper slapped his face and said with a smile: "I see that my wife is just a happy person, so I don't ask for more than two taels of silver. You can take it."

Two taels of silver are two thousand copper plates, two copper plates are wrapped in meat, and one copper plate is wrapped in vegetables.

Feng Qing thought secretly. She felt that the white buns were hitting her like they didn't have any money, and she laughed happily for a moment.

Cough cough

Fang Zheng cleared his throat.

After suddenly coming back to his senses, Feng Qing smiled calmly. She retreated to Fang Zheng and asked, "Shopkeeper, I don't buy embroidery, I sell embroidery, this kind of round fans, and those purses and veils, I have them, and they are better than this. I wonder if the shopkeeper's charges it? What is the price?"

She has a talent for embroidery and knows all kinds of needlework. She is best at Shu embroidery. If the ball fan is fast, it can be embroidered in one day. Perhaps there are gains and losses. She is not very good at dealing with people. In her previous life, she only studied embroidery skills. As for the finished products she embroidered, she will handle them with her family. Only at some important exchange meetings will she make her own choices.

Standing beside Fang Zheng, Feng Qing has the confidence.

"If I really told you so well, I would naturally accept it, but I have to look at the embroidery before I can give it a price." The shopkeeper was disappointed when he didn't sell it, but if the young lady said it was true, she wouldn't mind charging two more.

"I didn't bring the stuff, I'll come back in seven days." Feng Qing glanced at Fang Zheng and said again, "The shopkeeper will definitely not regret it."

"I will wait for the little lady to come in seven days." The shopkeeper replied casually.

It wasn't her that she could make any sense of embroidery in her shop, not to mention the Baita Town, or the county town. She only believed Feng Qing's words 30%. "But I said ugly things before, if your embroidery is not as good as those in my shop, I won't accept them."

"One word is determined."

After completing a thought, Feng Qing was relaxed.

She and Fang Zheng left the shop and planned to buy some embroidery thread and needles.

Looking at Fang Zheng's eyes that were so dark that they could not see, Feng Qing touched his nose and explained: "I was locked in the backyard since I was a child. My stepmother did not allow me to go out. Later, I grew up and went to ask my father to learn about the girl's red with my sister. I like to do some needlework and thread, and I embroidered a lot, but I just got married, but I was a little anxious, so I didn't bring it."

In fact, the original owner also wanted to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Pan did not allow it, but as a woman, she couldn't do anything. Besides, she also hoped that the original owner would add more main force to the Feng family after getting married. In addition, Feng Chong rarely intervened, Pan agreed to the original owner to learn embroidery skills with the embroidery master.

The original owner was unwilling to accept it and had no talent for embroidery. After learning it for more than half a year, he could barely embroider the finished product.

Fang Zheng nodded, took out the cloth bag, and handed it to Feng Qing, "This is the remaining money I used yesterday, I will make up for it."
Chapter completed!