RPAGF Chapter 164 Rushing to Gejiazhuang
Chapter 164 Rushing to Gejiazhuang
Secretary Chunxiang was no longer so interested in counting gold. After counting 10,000 taels of gold, she recited the multiplication formula silently.
Then he pulled Zuo San's sleeve, his eyes sparkling, "Third Master, are you still going to teach me Chinese Dharma today?"
As I will be the lady's right-hand man in the future, I have to understand all the laws of Donglin Country.
The young lady said that in the future the place will become bigger and bigger, and will involve all kinds of business, so as a housekeeper, I have to study hard and make progress every day!
Zuo San glanced at the small palm on his sleeve, his wheat-colored skin suddenly flushed, and he cleared his throat, "Well, let's continue studying national laws today. I will copy the next ten national laws for you, and then you can read them first. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
"Okay, Third Master." Chunxiang happily handed the paper and pen to Zuo San's hand.
Zuo Si, who was watching in astonishment, looked at Chunxiang on the left and his brother Zuo San on the right, gnashing his teeth secretly: The little maid has betrayed! She clearly agreed to let him teach her, why did she change her mind so suddenly? And what happened to his brother Zuo San? Didn't he say he wouldn't accept any apprentices? What does it mean that he is teaching so actively now? He feels betrayed by the two of them...
Zuo Si, who had nothing to do, went to investigate the victims who were sold to brothels.
Mr. and Mrs. Huang and Mr. and Mrs. Bai are sticking closely to Chunxiang today. Whether they can find their son depends on the miracle doctor.
Mu Qingqing: Did you go in the wrong direction? For such an important matter as finding missing persons, we should go to the prefect, Lord Zhao. It's useless to ask me, a professional doctor who treats people's illnesses!
The two couples standing outside the ward could not hear Mu Qingqing's thoughts at all.
Even if he heard it, he would not change his original intention: after all, Doctor Mu was a medical immortal from Penglai Island, he knew immortal arts! It would be right to find him to find his son!
It was already past eleven o'clock after the operation.
Mu Qingqing was so hungry that she asked Ali Jiujiu to prepare five servings of fried chicken, hamburgers, French fries and other fast food.
"Chunxiang." Mu Qingqing called out to the door as usual.
"Oh!" Zuo San (as for the breath that disappeared from time to time, Zuo San said he didn't want to know the inside story) immediately reminded Chunxiang when he heard the breath appear again.
At this time, Chunxiang had already cleaned up the scene and was just waiting for her master to call her.
After observing the postoperative conditions of new patients several times, Dr. Zheng said: Dr. Mu can bring me different excitement every time! I always feel that I have only learned the basics of medicine in the first half of my life. What I think is a terminal illness is just a minor problem in Dr. Mu's hands.
He always wanted to be the apprentice of Dr. Mu, but unfortunately Dr. Mu never agreed.
Mu Qingqing: You are my grandfather now, how dare I let you call me Master? Wouldn't I be struck by lightning?
Mu Qingqing pointed at the patient on the bed and said, "Doctor Zheng, let's follow the old rules. When he wakes up, move him to the next room. I'll ask Chunxiang to arrange the patient's medicinal diet."
Doctor Zheng's nostrils twitched from time to time: What a nice smell! What smells so good?
The few people who came in with Doctor Zheng were so hungry from the smell of fried chicken and burgers that their stomachs kept growling.
"Oh, this is the lunch I asked Chunxiang to prepare for us. You guys go and take care of your own things. We need to finish eating as soon as possible because we have important things to do in the afternoon!" Mu Qingqing pointed at the fried chicken, hamburgers and other fast foods on the table and explained to Dr. Zheng and the others.
The few people who followed in had been waiting outside the door and had not eaten.
It was already lunchtime, and Mr. Huang and the others could only swallow their saliva silently, thinking that they could only eat a few bites of dry snacks on the way.
Mu Qingqing and the others randomly found an empty room and began to eat voraciously.
After finishing a hamburger and two pairs of spicy chicken wings, Mu Qingqing always felt like she had forgotten something.
After thinking for a long time, I realized that someone seemed to be missing: "Where's San'er and Si'er? Why can't I see him?"
"Master, I'm here!" Zuo Si, who was following the scent, ran in excitedly.
Fortunately, fortunately! I finally caught up! I didn't miss the new food that the master brought out.
Zuo Si, whose nature as a foodie was newly revealed by Mu Qingqing, patted his chest: That was a close call! I almost missed out on the delicious food!
While eating fried chicken, he reported the new intelligence in a slurred voice: "Master, I went to check on the victims who were sold. Guess what? I actually saw a companion of the dead man in the dungeon."
Mu Qingqing wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, "How do you know that the other person is a companion of the dead soldier?"
Are the assassins now so unprofessional? Anyone can tell that he is an assassin?
"Master, when you were hypnotizing the assassin, didn't you notice that there was a very small triangular tattoo hidden behind the assassin's ear?" Zuo Si looked at Mu Qingqing in disbelief. It didn't make sense that if he himself saw it, how could the master, who had walked around the assassin for several times, not see it!
Needless to say, Mu Qingqing really didn't notice this.
I was just there to help review the prisoner's case. I'm not interested in knowing the prisoner's little secrets! What does it have to do with me?
Mu Qingqing drank hot coffee and kept complaining in her heart: In fact, fried chicken hamburgers and ice cola are the perfect match! It's a pity that there is no air conditioning or heating here, it's so cold!
After eating, Zuo San asked Zuo Si seriously, "So you just came back like this?"
Did you ever think of arresting him and bringing him back for questioning? Or tracking him to see where he went to do his business?
Zuo Si swallowed the hamburger in his mouth and glanced at Zuo San: "How could that be possible! I am trying to play the long game! That place is probably a contact point for the assassins. I saw him enter the room with his bag on his back and he never came out."
I have been waiting for a long time. If I wasn’t hungry, I would probably still be squatting there!
"Well, one of you can report this news to A'li in the evening." Mu Qingqing finished cleaning her paws and instructed the brothers.
I left a portion of fried chicken hamburger to be packed up and given to the dedicated Lao Ma later.
Speaking of the people on the street today, listening to their conversations, it seems that they are very supportive of me hosting the Four Nations Tournament!
In that case, I don't mind letting them take advantage of me and make a little money.
Well, we can find a store that sells welfare lottery scratch cards now. When the time comes, we can choose Donglin State as the dealer. Then we can have fun with the people!
After lunch, four carriages headed straight to Gejiazhuang, dozens of miles away from the capital.
The four carriages were one for Mu Qingqing and her servant, one for the prefect Zhao and his companions, and one each for Mr. Huang and his wife.
Zuo San helped Lao Ma drive the carriage. Lao Ma sat on the other side of the shaft, eating the fried chicken burger that Chunxiang brought him. He felt that after following the young lady, his career as a horseman had reached its peak.
Take a closer look around and see if there is any groom who is treated like me: following his master to eat and drink the best food and drink.
The people in the other three carriages were not so lucky: they had to fill their stomachs with dry cakes and cold overnight tea.
Even a groom is treated better than me! It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others!
The four carriages finally arrived at the moment when the sun was setting and smoke was rising from the village of Gejiazhuang.
Mu Qingqing, who had a stomach ache after a bumpy ride, sighed again: If you want to be rich, build roads first! When the cement road is built, I will drive two, three, or four wheels to travel around. I will never suffer this kind of pain again...