After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

"Chuanlin, you've been looking around the town for several days, have you found any suitable ones?" Dong Guangcheng asked leisurely after putting down the bowls and chopsticks.Several days have passed, and there is no news at all.

Dong Chuanlin, who was slurping his food, was suddenly poked, and he replied weakly, "...No."

He visited all the bustling streets in the town, and Han Song introduced all the handicraft jobs that are popular with boys who have just graduated from school, but he was really not interested in any job.

After Dong Guangcheng saw his reaction, he became very angry, and said angrily: "Are you deliberately bluffing me, if you don't want to choose obediently, teach me how to cook!"

It was rare to see Dong Guangcheng so angry, Liu and the others were startled, they stopped chewing and looked at the two of them.

Dong Chuanlin quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, waved and said, "Don't do it. Dad, let me think about it again, and I promise to give you an answer soon!"

He blinked desperately at Mrs. Liu with his small eyes, hoping Mrs. Liu would help to say something.Kitchen killers will really die if they go to learn how to cook.

Mrs. Liu didn't want to get involved at first. The girl from Yuehe Country came out of the school at the age of 15 and learned cooking skills and so on. She couldn't get involved in the matter of finding a living.

But her son's eyes were too hard to ignore, so she was forced to accept the message for help, and said to her husband, "Just let him think about it for a couple of days. Finding a suitable handicraft job is not so easy."

"Okay, at the end of the month at the latest. After a long time, who is the joke in the neighborhood?" Dong Guangcheng let go of Liu's face.

In any dynasty, there is no shortage of gossips, people who look down on other people's good families.

If a man fails to find a suitable handicraft job for a long time after leaving school, he will be poked in the back.Any nasty words will come to the door, not only that the man is too lazy to eat his money, but even the parents will bear the name of doting.

In the past few years, the eldest son of a family in the village has been unable to find a job for a long time, and was forced away by gossip in the village.The whole family moved and sold all the houses and fields. Before leaving, they said that they would never return to Miaojia Village.

Fortunately, Dong Guangcheng and Mrs. Liu's husband and wife have good tempers, are helpful, and are very popular in the village.In the memory of the original body, he has never been slandered or verbally attacked.

Dong Chuanlin didn't want the Dong family's first major event that caused the whole village's gossip-wives to be caused by himself.He solemnly assured Dong Guangcheng that he would complete the task with absolute quality and quantity.

Dong Chuanlin lay in bed thinking for an hour last night, opened his eyes and hugged the pillow and tried hard to recall, trying to make an acceptable work outline before the meeting with Zhou.

After thinking about it seriously, he felt a little weak in his heart.I plan to trouble Han Song to take him to take a closer look today.

Letting Han Song accompany him for several days, Dong Chuanlin was a little embarrassed, and said guiltily: "Brother Han, I am so sorry for you, I promise this is the last time."

"It doesn't matter." Han Song looked at the annoyed Dong Chuanlin and asked, "Have you considered it?"

Dong Chuanlin was looking at the shops on both sides of the street, "Not yet, I plan to make a final decision." It is really difficult for talents in the 21st century to find a job in ancient times where manual labor was the mainstay.

"Uncle Dong put pressure on you?"

Dong Chuanlin chuckled a few times and said, "No, it's too long of a delay. I'm too busy at home." Family ugliness should not be publicized, even for Han Song, who looks like his elder brother.

He didn't want to say it, and Han Song didn't press him anymore.

The two first came to Yicao Tang to get medicine for Aunt Han.Today's Job's Tears Hall is full of people, even before stepping into the door, you can hear the messy sound inside.

Dong Chuanlin and Han Song exchanged glances and stepped forward to join in the fun.

The customers who came to buy the medicine spontaneously formed a circle, and the short Dong Chuanlin stood on his tiptoes and couldn't see what was going on inside.Annoyed, he wanted to ask Han Song for help.

Han Song, who is obviously half a head taller than Dong Chuanlin, has no troubles in this regard. He is looking at the center of the circle intently.

Dong Chuanlin scurried around like a monkey, but he couldn't find a breakthrough. The main reason was that most of the people watching the excitement were aunts, and he was embarrassed to squeeze in.

In addition to the sound of arguing in the circle, there were crying voices, and the voice of discussion around him gradually increased. Han Song, who was staring at the situation, frowned.

Dong Chuanlin was pacing anxiously, and suddenly he had an idea.He walked around behind Han Song, patted him on the shoulder, and jumped straight onto his back when Han Song turned his head.

Han Songxia eagerly caught Dong Chuanlin who was attacking, "What are you going to do? Don't make trouble, come down." After speaking, he wanted to let him go down.

Dong Chuanlin held his neck tightly and refused to go down, and said softly: "I'm too short to see from behind, Brother Han, please help me?"

The soft words made Han Song unable to open his mouth full of educational words. He sighed, put his hands on Dong Chuanlin's tight thighs again, and was forced to accept the task of being an artificial elevator.

Dong Chuanlin, who took a look at all the small mountains, was surprised to find that the protagonist of this lively event was the uncle from last time.

He still came here because of the fake ginseng tablets.Obviously this time the matter was more serious. Not only did all the pharmacists and doctors in the store stop their work to watch, but they also invited someone with real power to manage the matter.

"It's you who killed my father. Selling counterfeit medicines will go to hell, and you will never be reborn!" The uncle pointed at the steward who had just been brought by the medicine worker and yelled.

The steward frowned and asked, "Yicaotang, a century-old brand, has never bought counterfeit medicines. Do you have any evidence for your convincing statement?"

"This was supposed to be my father's continuation of life, but it became the murderer who killed him. What else do you have to say?"

The steward picked up the small paper bag that the uncle threw on the ground angrily, opened it, twisted up a piece of paper to examine carefully, took it to his nose and sniffed it, and handed it to the old doctor standing behind him.After the old doctor saw it, he whispered a few times in the steward's ear.

Dong Chuanlin stared at the paper bag in the old doctor's hand in a daze, this thing seemed familiar.

The steward said, "My man, you must have made a mistake. What's in this paper bag are bellflower slices, not ginseng."

The uncle couldn't believe it, and said in surprise: "How could it be! I bought it from you, and what I bought is obviously ginseng slices!"

The old doctor took a step forward and said: "I have 20 years of experience in knowing medicine as proof, it is indeed Platycodon grandiflorum."

"Impossible! Impossible!... You are all liars, one gang..." The uncle burst into tears, and he was half-paralyzed on the ground crying miserably at the alienated and indifferent eyes of the supervisor, while the voices of onlookers pointing and pointing broke through him. eardrum.

It was clearly a fact, but no one believed it.

The uncle wiped away the tears all over his face with rough hands, and stood up with difficulty.He looked around with resolute eyes, turned half a circle, pointed at an unremarkable skinny drug worker in the corner and scolded: "He was the one who sold me the medicine on the eighth day of last month, I remember it clearly!"

"Do you remember him?" the steward asked the thin drug worker sideways.

Yao Gong propped his head in a cloud of fog and thought for a moment, then said: "It's been too long, I can't remember."

"Fart! You are lying." The uncle was furious.

The thin drug worker took two steps back in fear, and said aggrievedly: "I'm not lying, how can I remember so many people who come to get the medicine every day. Who knows if you bought fake medicines from a black drug store outside to extort money ..."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and the surrounding discussions exploded.

Hearing that the onlookers were obviously inclined to believe Yicaotang's words, the uncle laughed miserably a few times, pointed his finger to the sky and said solemnly: "I, Zhang San, swear to the heavens, if I tell half a lie, I will be punished by the heavens, and I will never go to hell." Super born."

The crowd watching the joke suddenly fell silent.

Dong Chuanlin patted Han Song's shoulder and asked, "Who do you think is true?"

"I don't understand the development of the whole thing, so it's hard to draw conclusions." Han Song replied seriously.

Boring, Dong Chuanlin complained in a low voice: "I don't want you to do academic research."

The voice was too low for Han Song to hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, look quickly." Dong Chuanlin pointed eagerly at the man who looked like a servant coming out of the back room.

Han Song kept his body steady, for fear that the little ancestor would fall if he was too excited and inattentive.

Or the situation is too complicated, and the delay in solving it will affect the reputation.After the boy and the steward whispered a few words, the uncle was invited into the back room for a detailed talk.

The protagonists all withdrew, and the onlookers left one after another. Han Song put Dong Chuanlin down.Pharmacists and doctors also returned to their posts.

The skinny drug worker who was pointed at and scolded by the uncle just now seems to have not yet recovered from his grievances, and is complaining to others with a sad face.The other medicine workers standing next to him comforted him in unison, telling him not to care about the lunatic.

Dong Chuanlin was puzzled, the uncle had always scolded the drug store for selling fake medicines, and even the scolding towards him was because of the skinny drug worker's self-labeling, how could he be so wronged, his mouth could go to heaven.

"Don't you think that drug worker reacted strangely?"

"What's wrong?" Han Song put Dong Chuanlin down after the crowd dispersed, and queued up to get the medicine again.

Dong Chuanlin frowned and said, "I can't say, I just find it strange. Brother Dong, you'll know if you take a sneak peek."

Han Song glanced at the thin drug worker from the corner of his eye.

All the colleagues surrounding the drug worker dispersed, leaving him alone.He breathed a sigh of relief, and a mocking smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.He raised his head and walked towards the medicine cabinet, his left hand moved along the sleeve of his right hand weirdly, as if he was stuffing something into it.

"How is it? Brother Han, you also find it strange, don't you?"

Han Song frowned and asked, "Do you think he looks familiar?"

"Familiar?" Dong Chuanlin looked over suspiciously. The thin drug worker was filling the medicine for the customer, and he was facing the medicine cabinet, leaving a back view. "I remembered, it was the one with the black crow!"

Han Song responded and agreed with him.

Dong Chuanlin asked: "Brother Han suspects that they have something to do with this incident?"

Han Song hesitated for a moment and said, "No...it's just that I can't figure out why he is related to the shopkeeper of Yu Qingtang."

Dong Chuanlin also fell into deep thought.

Before they knew it while chatting, the queue reached the two of them, and Han Song handed over the prescription.

Standing at the forefront, you can see the operation process of the pharmacists more clearly.

The skinny drug worker was grabbing medicine for the team next door to them. He poured the weighed medicine into a pounding jar, or the medicine was too hard. He beat it hard. During the process, his arm shook violently, and something slipped from his sleeve on the ground.The thin drug worker didn't move when he noticed it, and stepped forward on the fallen object.

The movements were subtle and difficult to detect, but Han Song and Dong Chuanlin were extremely curious about him, staring at him from the corner of their eyes, and they could see clearly.

Dong Chuanlin tugged at the corner of Han Song's clothes, and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to find someone, Brother Han, watch over here."

"Okay, be careful." Han Song put his hand on the tip of his nose and whispered.

Dong Chuanlin crossed the crowd, grabbed a servant and whispered a few words, and then the two entered the back room.

Han Song caught a glimpse of Dong Chuanlin and looked away after entering the back room. After getting the Chinese medicine he had grasped, he hid in the inconspicuous crowd, still staring at the person in front of the medicine cabinet from the corner of his eye.

After a while, the boy who had invited the uncle into the back room hurried over again to call the thin medicine worker in.

There was a trace of nervousness and uneasiness in the eyes of the thin drug worker, who shied away and said that he would go in later after grabbing the medicine, and the boy waved impatiently for another drug worker to take over the work.

The thin drug worker was helpless, reluctantly handed over his name, pretended to confess a few words to the new drug worker, and kicked his toe forward vigorously while speaking.

After the boy handed over the thin medicine worker to the person behind him, he didn't leave and looked around.

Han Song showed up with the traditional Chinese medicine in his hand, and in front of the boy, he bent down and took out the ashes-covered medicine bag from the bottom of the medicine cabinet.The servant happily took the medicine package, and respectfully invited Han Song into the back room.