Want to spend the rest of my life selling chrysanthemum tea

"Friend?" Cui Xuxu frowned, "I knew you before? Remember?"

"I met him after amnesia." Cui Xiaojing rubbed his nose and said guiltily, "He said he knew a miracle doctor. I'll just try my luck tomorrow, and I might not be able to get the prescription."

Cui Xuyu frowned even tighter, "Are you going like this?"

Cui Xiaojing was puzzled, "What about that?"

Cui Xuyu was a little skeptical about whether the prescription was reliable, "Can't you invite someone to the mansion to take the pulse yourself?"

"That genius doctor has a strange temperament and doesn't want to get along with the world, so he hasn't been a doctor for a long time." Cui Xiaojing struggled to make up nonsense, "My friend said that as long as you tell him what is unusual, you can get a prescription."

"Is this okay?" Cui Xuyu still looked very worried. Mother doesn't like to drink medicine, and if you can take less medicine that doesn't work, you can drink it as little as possible.

"Brother, don't worry." Cui Xiaojing promised, "I will definitely tell the miracle doctor about my mother's situation one by one, and I will never miss a single thing. If the miracle doctor is really good at medical skills, mother will not have to suffer from it in the future." The medicine is difficult, so let’s try a pack of medicine first, if it doesn’t work, we’ll talk about it, it’s always good to try.”

"That's all right." Cui Xuyu loosened his brows a little, and then explained carefully to Cui Xiaojing about the current physical condition of his mother. He explained it in more detail than what Heidan said, so that Cui Xiaojing was 90.00% sure that his mother was the winner. The chronic poison of the human body is Tanmu, and if it is not treated, I am afraid that it will not survive this winter.

After convincing his elder brother, Cui Xiaojing carried his son to sit in the sun in the pavilion in the backyard garden.

Mrs. Liu will be ruined soon, and he will be able to cure the poison of his mother tomorrow when he gets the herbs, and his recovery is just around the corner. There is nothing important to do today.

"Son." Cui Xiaojing stroked the kitten's soft fur, and said melancholy, "Father's next goal is to earn a lot of money to support you. What do you think Dad can do to earn money?"

Li Ming basked in the sun on his own, without meowing. There are many shops and fertile fields in Cui's mansion. Even if he doesn't do tea business, he can become rich just by collecting rent. Cui Xiaojing, the most favored youngest son of Cui's mansion, is very useful Go out and work hard to earn money?

"Do you think I should make a living first or investigate your background first?" Cui Xiaojing muttered, "And the two groups of people who followed our father and son that Li Yongcheng said are still there?" What's the purpose?

What secret is hidden in the original owner?Was it really just unlucky to drown?

Li Ming thought to himself that those people must be aiming at him...

At noon the next day, Cui Xiaojing brought his son to the north box of Qianxi Restaurant to eat Bawang meal on time.

"All the medicinal materials you want are here." Li Yongcheng pointed to the medicine bag on the table that was squeezed and almost fell, "but there is one piece of licorice missing."

"Why?" Cui Xiaojing wondered, "It was sold out?"

Li Yongcheng said, "There is no medicinal material called licorice." He asked people to ask all the medicine shops in Fallen Leaf City, but they said there was no such thing.

"Impossible." Cui Xiaojing frowned, "Licorice is a very common herb."

Li Yongcheng said, "Indeed not."

"Glycyrrhiza is yellow in color and sweet in taste, and people in our area often drink it with water when they get angry." Cui Xiaojing explained to Li Yongcheng, "I saw that my mother was afraid of suffering, so I wrote licorice in, although it may not be able to cover up the bitterness of other herbs. .”