After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

From then on, the Jiang family's grievances and disputes had nothing to do with her.

When Su Yue left, she also agreed with the coachman at the corner gate that there would be no need to pick her up or drop off in the future.

The coachman didn't understand why, but Su Yue said that she was no longer working as a cook in the Jiang family.

The coachman also knew that she was doing business with Bafangke and was not short of money at all, so he understood.

It was still early in the afternoon, so Su Yue went to Bafangke.

It's past dinner now, almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the guests in Bafang are a little deserted.

There are only a few tables of customers in the lobby on the first floor, and the waiters are wiping the tables and cleaning.

As usual, the shopkeeper stood behind the counter, pulling an abacus, stroking his mustache from time to time, smiling with his eyes narrowed, very happy.

Su Yue stepped forward and raised her hand to knock on the counter. Then he raised his head. When he saw Su Yue, he suddenly smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"You're here. Hot pot is the most profitable today. Almost every private room has ordered it. From morning to noon, we have made a full six hundred taels of silver!

Including the evening, I expect to earn a thousand taels today. "

One thousand taels, then she can divide it into two hundred taels.

If this accumulates over time, it will be a considerable income.

Su Yue couldn't help laughing and said, "That's really good."

The shopkeeper continued to settle accounts and chatted with Su Yue.

"Why did you come here so early today?"

"I can come here every day from now on. I won't be the cook at the Jiang family anymore."

Shopkeeper Tao stopped moving his abacus and immediately raised his eyes to look at Su Yue.

"What's wrong? It's Mr. Jiang..."

Su Yue realized that Shopkeeper Tao had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "No, Jiang Wuyang is fine, I just don't want to do it."

Shopkeeper Tao nodded and sighed: "I understand, but Mr. Jiang's time is indeed running out. You might as well come out as soon as possible."

Su Yue leaned in front of the counter and smiled when she heard the words: "Shopkeeper, you are overthinking. I'm a pretty good person."

Shopkeeper Tao obviously didn't want to say more, so he immediately changed the subject: "You have time anyway, so if you have nothing to do, you can stay at Bafang Guest to study more recipes, or you can come directly to Bafang Guest to be a chef."

Su Yue held her chin and said calmly: "I definitely won't stay in Bafangke to cook. Uncle Tao, you have many connections. Please help me find a suitable store."

Tao Bo was not in the mood to make any more calculations, and asked tentatively: "What kind of business do you want the store to do?"

Now he was a little nervous.

He saw Su Yue's ability in his eyes. If she opened a restaurant and sold some weird things, he didn't know how much of Bafang Guest's business would be taken away.

Su Yue looked at his nervous look and burst into laughter.

"Don't worry, Uncle Tao. The store I want to open is to open a medical clinic, not a restaurant. I won't steal your business."

Shopkeeper Tao was obviously relieved, but he asked in confusion: "Why do you, a cook, open a medical clinic?"

Su Yue chuckled and said: "Of course it's to treat illnesses and save people. Uncle Tao, you see we are so familiar, so it's not too much for you to do me a favor! I don't know anyone else. You are well-connected and knowledgeable. This matter is very important to you." It must be simple!"

Shopkeeper Tao rolled his eyes at Su Yue and said helplessly: "Don't wear your hat on me. It's better to open another store. What kind of medical clinic do you open? There must be no mistakes in this life-threatening matter. What if you do something wrong?" If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen. How dare I say this without any ability."

Su Yue stretched out her hand towards Shopkeeper Tao.

"Come on, let me prove it to you."

"What??" Shopkeeper Tao didn't understand what she meant.

Su Yue couldn't help but grabbed his hand. With the help of the medical system, she once again learned about Shopkeeper Tao's physical condition through his pulse. In fact, she had already figured it out before she took the pulse.

Under Shopkeeper Tao's dubious gaze, Su Yue said: "Shopkeeper Tao, do you often get up at night? It hurts to urinate, and you can't urinate all the way. You often wake up at night, followed by coughing and difficulty breathing during the day. It’s much better??”

Shopkeeper Tao's face turned red when he heard the previous words. Although he is quite old, he must have been upset when a person who could be his daughter told such intimate things without hesitation. of.

But later he couldn't care less about being shy, because what Su Yue said was completely accurate.

Although these symptoms are not fatal, they are very tormenting. He has seen many doctors, but the results are not very good.

There was pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the counter. Su Yue took it and started writing the prescription.

"I'll prescribe medicine for you, and you can take it to another medical clinic. If your cough symptoms don't improve, you should consider whether it's caused by factors such as the environment..."

These symptoms are common to middle-aged and elderly men, including prostatitis and chronic bronchitis.

By the way, Su Yue's writing should be different from the ancient traditional Chinese, but the prescriptions she wrote were all in traditional Chinese. Maybe this is also the effect of space.

Shopkeeper Tao looked at Su Yue even more differently, and after a long while he asked, "Are you a cook or a doctor?"

Su Yue said seriously: "Actually, I am proficient in medical skills, followed by cooking skills."

If the next thing is this powerful, then this medical skill cannot be against heaven.

But cooking is cooking, and medical skills are medical skills.

Although Su Yue explained his illness accurately, shopkeeper Tao still felt that these were two different things.

Besides, there is no room for error in things like medical treatment.

If the cooking is spoiled, the worst thing is not to eat. If the doctor is wrong, it will be fatal.

Seeing that shopkeeper Tao was still hesitating and not agreeing to help, Su Yue knew that he didn't fully believe her yet, so she added:

"Shopkeeper Tao, did you have an injury to your knee ten years ago? And it was so serious that you almost lost your leg?

Although the leg was saved later, the sequelae were serious, such as being unable to straighten and stinging when the weather changed. "

Now Shopkeeper Tao's eyes widened in surprise.

Because the matter Su Yue mentioned is really an old thing, and no one in Yunshan Town knows about it.

It was because his leg was injured and he couldn't work hard that he came here to settle down. This shopkeeper has been doing this for so many years.

There is no abnormality in walking normally, but in fact he is a little lame, but he has been practicing martial arts for many years, and then his shoes were slightly tampered with, so no clues can be seen.

Seeing the shock in his eyes, Su Yue smiled and said, "What I said is exactly right!"

Shopkeeper Tao silently extended his thumb, having nothing to say.

Su Yue continued: "You usually move less, apply heat, soak your feet more, and don't catch cold. The pain will be relieved a lot."

"Ah."

Shopkeeper Tao nodded in agreement. He himself had seen many doctors. The miracle doctor who saved his leg also said that there was no cure for this sequelae.