The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

"There's no time left. Mr. Zhang, hurry up and save them."

Ye Fanxing glanced outside the door and spoke seriously to Zhang Renjing.

Zhang Renjing also understood what he meant. If things continued like this, it was probably time to prepare for the afterlife, and there would be more than one person involved.

He winked at a clever apprentice beside him, and with a wave of his hand, the door panel that had just been placed on the floor was immediately carried to the back hall by four servants.

Of course, the apprentice did not forget to hold the woman in his hand.

After everything was arranged, Ye Fanxing reached out to the woman next to him and kept winking at her.

Seeing that the woman didn't quite understand what he meant, he said unhappily, "Sincerely, the consultation fee is five taels."

At this time, Doctor Zhang, who was already preparing to give acupuncture in the room, heard the corners of his mouth twitching unnaturally a few times, and thought to himself, this young man is really the kind of person who won't release the eagle until he sees the rabbit.

Of course, Dr. Zhang was not the only one who thought so, the woman also thought so.

The woman felt around her sleeves and took out a small silver ingot, which she then placed in Ye Fanxing's outstretched hand.

Five taels of silver, this is real five taels of silver!

This was the first time that Ye Fanxing had seen a silver ingot in his life. His eyes immediately lit up and he looked like a little money-grubber.

After getting the money, Ye Fanxing blurted out the acupuncture points and methods.

"Mr. Zhang, prepare to give acupuncture. First, focus on the Du channel and Shaoyang meridian points. Use the drainage method to regulate the Du channel and reconcile the Shaoyang. Next, in order, are Dazhui, Taodao, Houxi, Jianshi, Yimen, and Zulinqi. Move the needle for about a quarter of an hour before taking them out."

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Ye Fanxing saw that the woman was looking anxiously into the room, so he added: "Mr. Zhang, this patient is in a coma due to high fever. After removing the needles from before, prick the twelve well points to induce bleeding. The patient will wake up in a moment."

"He's awake! He's awake!" The suppressed joy in Mr. Zhang's voice emanated from the room.

Although Ye Fanxing was sure to cure the disease, his calm face also smiled when he heard the good news.

Ye Fanxing also asked Mr. Zhang how to recover his leg that had been broken for a long time. He wanted to see if Mr. Zhang had any other good methods, but the result was still the same as he knew, which was that he needed to break and reconnect it.

Since the methods were the same anyway, he just wanted to take the risk and made an appointment with Mr. Zhang to bring Song Haoming for treatment after some time.

While an old man and a young boy were chatting happily in the back hall, they didn't know that there was a big quarrel in the front hall.

"Doctor Lin, you are also a doctor, how could you not know that the treatment process is not allowed to be disturbed or watched."

The apprentice said coldly, not giving Lin Zhen any face just because he was the head of Huichuntang's clinic.

"I've never heard of a doctor saving a life without letting others see him. Could it be that the young man who just saved the life did something shameful in private?"

The person who spoke was still the scholar who had caused trouble before, but this time he deliberately raised his voice so much that Ye Fanxing in the back hall could hear it. Then he remembered that there were many people waiting to watch the fun in the front yard.

He naturally knew what the scholar meant by "shameful", but he also didn't want to be recognized, so he made up his mind to get it back when he had the chance in the future.

"Master Zhang, I'm afraid your young apprentice can't hold him back."

Ye Fanxing stood up while talking, looked at the front hall, and asked helplessly: "Mr. Zhang, does your Baohe Hall have a back door?"

Zhang Renjing saw that Ye Fanxing looked nervous, and had lost the high spirits he had when he was treating patients in the hall just now. He said as if he was doting on his grandson, "Yes, but you must remember to come and see me, an old man."

As he spoke, he waved to Ye Fanxing, signaling the servant to lead the way for Ye Fanxing. At the same time, he walked towards the front hall with a heroic and confident manner, like a fighting rooster.

Walking out of the back door of Baohetang, Ye Fanxing looked forward and saw a grocery store.

On the red sign with blue edges rustling in the breeze, one can see five large golden characters "Jin's Grocery Store".

Ye Fanxing walked into the two-story grocery store and learned from the clerk that the upstairs mainly sold cloth, ready-made clothes, needlework and other supplies, while the downstairs had more miscellaneous items, including oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans, spices, seeds, and of course various farm tools.

Ye Fanxing, who has visited various large supermarkets in modern times, feels that this grocery store can at best be comparable to the daily necessities stores that can be found near every residential area in modern times.

"My dear, for ready-made clothes, please choose the color and style according to your preference, and I will give you a price later. Please rest assured that we are a royal merchant, and we will not bully customers or force them to buy or sell."

The guy who received Ye Fanxing upstairs did not treat him differently because of his clothes. He still spoke to him in the usual polite manner, which seemed normal but carried a hint of threat.

After hearing the quote for the first half of the self-service selection, Ye Fanxing thought she had entered a self-service supermarket, or that the owner of the store was also a time traveler.

But when he heard the words "Royal Merchant", he realized that this was the confidence of this store.

Don’t worry about whether it is an imperial merchant or not. Since this grocery store allows him to shop everything in one stop, let’s start shopping!

Ye Fanxing considered that she didn't know how to do needlework, so she bought ready-made bedding and clothes.

He also bought three extra pieces of cotton and linen cloth, which he kept for the purpose of asking Zao Ge'er to make him sheets and quilt covers when he had time.

Quilt covers are good things. In summer, you can use them as summer quilts. In cold weather, you can put a quilt inside. It is convenient to change and keep warm.

More importantly, he didn't want his quilt to be torn into pieces during each washing.

There is also a wooden comb, two hairpins and two hairbands.

The manager on the second floor kept staring at Ye Fanxing as he was choosing, thinking that this man was quite sensible. Unlike some people who just picked without thinking, and after a lot of trouble, in the end they didn't have enough money in their pockets and had to get glared at by the waiters.

Thinking of this, the manager raised his hand and called the waiter who first received Ye Fanxing, pointed at Ye Fanxing, and instructed: "When you settle the bill, give this young man thirty cents less."

Hearing the steward's words, the waiter's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes wandered between the steward and Ye Fanxing.

In the end, he was kicked hard by the steward...

In modern times, Ye Fanxing is a typical prodigal son. Of course, the more he loses, the more he earns.

To choose things here, you just need to click on them, and then the guy in charge of each counter will take them to the checkout area, and then you pay together.

When Ye Fanxing came to the checkout area, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the pile of things on the counter, but then he thought that these were all needed, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's settle the bill."

"Two quilts, seven hundred coins each, a total of one thousand four hundred coins; two sets of cotton clothes, four hundred coins each, a total of eight hundred coins; three bolts of cotton and linen cloth... a total of two thousand eight hundred and forty-five coins."

As the clerk finished reporting the bill, Ye Fanxing reluctantly handed over the five-liang silver ingot that was almost warm from being squeezed.

Seeing Ye Fanxing so happy, the clerk admired the manager's ability to judge people. Otherwise, why was he promoted to manager by the boss instead of himself? It seems that he has to learn a few more tricks and strive to become a manager as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he rounded off the reduction given by the steward and finally only accepted two taels and eight cents.

Ye Fanxing had already made up his mind that he would present the things he bought openly. Even if Song Haoming asked, he could say that he earned the money himself.

As for what to sell, if you can make so much money... then just come up with something to sell... recipes...

Yes, I sell recipes! This is a very profitable business.

Ye Fanxing forgot at this moment that the original owner basically never entered the kitchen at home... selling recipes is just a trick!

Now that he had thought of an excuse, Ye Fanxing pointed at the pile of things and asked, "Hey, little brother, I have some things downstairs to buy. Can the store deliver them to my door?"