The bustling Tianjiekou.
The four shops connected together are divided into two stores. The top is covered with red cloth fluttering in the wind, and below are the five smiling owners.
From Zheng Ruqian to Jiang Sheng, they all wore brand-new clothes and brand-new thousand-layer cloth shoes, and were greeted at the door.
Xu Mo was the most casual, still wearing a narrow-sleeved cotton robe with a light-colored cloak and a hairband of the same color on his head. Just standing there made him look as clear as a willow or a jade tree in the wind.
Zheng Ruqian wore a plain silk round robe with wide sleeves and a belt in the middle. On the left side of the belt was a jade pendant, and on the right was a large purse of the same color as the clothes. His long hair was held up with a jade crown, revealing his broad and smooth forehead.
Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun wore simple cotton robes with cross-collars, the most common type. However, Wen Zhiyun had a thin body and wore a sleeveless armor than Chang Yan, which gave him a more delicate look.
It's Xiao Jiang Sheng's turn.
After all, Aunt Zhang was partial to the only little girl, so she took the time to sew a fine cotton skirt for her.
The upper body is a light blue half-arm, with a moon-colored short coat, and a light pink pleated skirt. It fits perfectly on the eleven-year-old girl, even the two little strips on her head. Changed to light pink, which echoes the pleated skirt and makes it more lively and cute.
Behind them, two open shop doors openly displayed the items inside.
A family with countless pastries.
A dazzling array of medicinal materials.
Someone was passing by and couldn't help but curiously asked, "Are you selling pastries or medicinal materials?"
Zheng Ruqian replied in a loud voice, "These are the two shops owned by my brother and me."
Passers-by suddenly realized.
He refused to give up this opportunity and followed up with the introduction, "My brother's miraculous doctor can cure all kinds of diseases. There are countless pastries in my shop. You can have whatever you want."
But passers-by still strode away without any desire to enter the store to take a look.
Zheng Ruqian frowned, his heart full of murmurs.
Next to him, Wen Zhiyun's face turned red, and he pulled Chang Yan and whispered, "Second brother is a bit exaggerated. I can't cure all diseases. I can only cure fifty or sixty minor diseases at most."
"Fourth brother, all kinds of diseases are just a description. There are only a dozen kinds of cakes in the second brother's shop. He still has countless kinds of cakes." Chang Yan comforted in a soft voice, "Did you know that it can cure fifty or sixty kinds of cakes?" Is the disease considered extremely serious?"
Even the imperial doctors in the palace may not be able to cure hundreds of diseases.
A person's energy in this life is limited, and it is difficult to study a disease to perfection. What's more, Wen Zhiyun is only twelve or thirteen years old, and he has countless time to do better.
Medicine is a word that relies on talent, but it also relies on hard work.
Wen Zhiyun did not hesitate to prick himself with needles when practicing acupuncture, stayed up late at night to read, and tried medicine until his nosebleed. His efforts were no less than Xu Mo's, and his dedication far exceeded Xu Mo's.
"Fourth brother, you may not be the best doctor in Fengjing now, but in the future, your medical skills will definitely be the most exquisite and powerful." Chang Yan held Wen Zhiyun's hand full of pinholes and said, "Xiao Wu I believe in you, I will always believe in you.”
Although the fourth brother is weak and weak, he has never been willing to back down. He has been working hard to be strong and powerful, to protect his younger brothers and sisters, and to learn to be a qualified older brother.
He is Chang Yan's close brother of the same age and the best fourth brother.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly.
Xu Mo gestured to the direction of the shadow and raised his voice, "The auspicious time has come!"
Jiang San and Jiang Si ran up like monkeys, each standing under a plaque.
As Zheng Ruqian and Wen Zhiyun nodded slightly, they jumped up on long sticks and pulled off two pieces of red cloth, revealing the shining golden plaque underneath.
A cake with a fragrant aroma is called "Jiuzhenfang".
A "Wen's Medical Clinic" with a strong medicinal flavor.
The plaque is unique to Zheng Ruqian. It uses gold characters on a red background and the border is also painted in golden color. Compared with the black characters on a red background, it is more eye-catching and a bit more coquettish than other stores.
Wen Zhiyun was a little shy, but feeling the encouragement of his fifth brother, he walked into Wen's Medical Center gracefully and hung rice paper at the door. On the rice paper, there was an inscription: The medical center is open. No money will be charged for the first three days of pulse diagnosis.
Afterwards, Dr. Wen took back his clothes, sat down at the consultation table, and waited quietly.
In the blink of an eye, two people rushed over and stretched out their wrists.
Five, seven, ten followed.
Wang Xiaozhu rushed out to give instructions, "We must line up well. Those who do not line up will not be seen. They must stand one by one on a first-come, first-served basis."
It was only half a tea time when a long queue formed in front of Wen's Medical Clinic, as fast as if they were looking for help.
"We're not asking for help." Zheng Ruqian rubbed his eyes, almost stupid.
Xu Mo smiled and said, "Free clinic, do you still need help?"
Taking advantage does not differentiate between rich and poor. The poor are reluctant to see a doctor just to save a few bucks. The rich can also see the word "free" to join in the fun.
In any case, Wen Zhiyun's move was superb.
It only takes three days without taking any money, but it can quickly accumulate customers. Even if one tenth of the people take medicine, it can bring benefits to the medical center.
I really can't believe that Xiao Si, who usually keeps quiet, can be so successful.
Xu Mo nodded approvingly, then turned to look at Zheng Ruqian, who was already stunned, "Why don't you try to draw inferences from one example?"
At the corner of the street, Zhu Sihuan has already appeared with someone. I believe it won’t be long before the pastry shop will be lively.
But this liveliness will return to condensation after the acquaintances leave.
In the final analysis, support is just a matter of favor. The real business of the shop depends on passers-by and people who sincerely buy pastries.
But the medical center can provide free clinics, but his pastry shop can't give away free services.
Zheng Ruqian took a deep breath, quickly calculated the cost and price in his mind, and finally rushed into the hospital and grabbed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone Wen Zhiyun used to write about the pharmacy.
Everyone thought he would swim away from snakes and dragons.
However, Zheng Laoer directly held it up to Xu Mo and said, "Brother, help me write the word "Try it first before buying it, buy one, get one free".
Tasting first before buying is to attract people who like to take advantage.
Buy one and get one free is a serious profit reduction activity.
But even so, according to all aspects of cost calculation, there is still some profit.
Xu Mo nodded slightly, and as he walked, he wrote eight block letters with his thick ink pen, and finally signed: Only three days before opening.
Later, Zheng Ruqian smeared paste on the door of the pastry shop and shouted at the top of his voice, "Jiuzhenfang is open. Buy one, get one free. You can taste as many as you like. You can taste the freshly baked pastries at will."
