After Bai Gu scooped up the three bowls of wontons like a whirlwind, he burped with satisfaction.
The owner of the wonton shop doesn't look very good, but he makes pretty good wontons.
The price is not expensive, a bowl of wontons costs two copper coins.
In the past, Bai Gu might have felt distressed for several days over these bowls of two-coin wontons.
After all, one copper plate can buy two sesame seed cakes or five black dough gnocchi! It was enough for Bai Gu to have a full meal.
But it's different now.
Bai Gu is rich.
Thirty thousand taels of gold!
I can’t spend it all, I can’t spend it all!
It's only six copper coins, and it's barely acceptable to be extravagant once in a while.
You still have to continue to eat sourdough pancakes and black noodle dumplings. As a human being, you can’t just become rich and then go away. Bai Gu doesn't know how to make money. He spends too much money, let alone 30,000 taels of gold. Even 300,000 taels of gold can be easily spent.
In the words of the book, this is called sitting and eating.
Bai Gu doesn't want this.
He also wanted to wait for Bai Xiaoxiao to wake up and take her to see the house after she recovered from her injuries, and buy a house that Bai Xiaoxiao liked. Then we would ask the small temple on the side of the hill to do the ritual, and ask the souls of Mrs. Bai and Ah Yue to go home.
A family must be neat and tidy.
The house doesn’t have to be too big, but the people must be there.
Bai Gu gathered a handful of air all over his body with his hands and smelled it.
Well, much better, the alcohol smell is finally gone.
Bai Gu nodded with satisfaction, straightened his clothes, and strode into Changzhou Pharmacy.
The person on duty today was the hall where the old beggar took him to Cheung Chau Pharmacy for the first time and received them that day.
He is a tall, thin, middle-aged man.
This tall and thin walker naturally recognized Bai Gu.
After all, two old and young people who looked like they were living in a shabby house at that time were able to go directly to the third floor without making an appointment with a piece of locust wood sign they had never seen before and a poem.
I'm afraid the city lord is just treated like this, right?
This is equivalent to saying that the old man and the young man, who seem to be living in a broken house, are Mr. Wu's distinguished guests!
He is someone who absolutely cannot be messed with!
In this Yunshui City, there are not many people who can be called Mr. Wu's distinguished guests.
The city lord is just barely qualified.
So when the tall and thin waiter saw Bai Gu, he immediately walked out from the counter, greeted Bai Gu, and asked with a smile on his face: "This distinguished guest, how can I help you?"
I don’t have any eyesight, how can I be a good waiter?
Bai Gu also recognized the person in the hall, nodded slightly, and replied with a smile: "I have something to do. I want to go to the second floor to see my sister. She is in Ward A19."
The tall, thin waiter raised his eyebrows slightly.
No. 19, first-class ward.
Good guy, this is not only a distinguished guest, but also a rich one!
There are only a few dozen first-class wards in the entire Cheung Chau Pharmacy. Not to mention the high price, these first-class wards are not affordable for those with money. It can be said that they are expensive but not marketable.
Only patients who have been arranged by Mr. Wu himself can be admitted.
Often, this kind of patient either has a very distinguished status, has a good relationship with Mr. Wu, or has a complicated condition that interests Mr. Wu and opens a ward for separate observation.
No matter which one it is, it must not be neglected.
Although Cheung Chau Pharmacy is a commercial pharmacy, it still practices medicine, and the most taboo thing is light customers. Besides, we are just a waiter. To put it bluntly, what is the difference between a waiter in a hotel, a bartender in a restaurant, and a servant in a house?
What right do you have to look down on others?
Dogs don’t want to study when they look down on people!
Something will happen!
Isn't that unlucky guy two days ago a good negative example?
The tall and thin waiter thought for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "This distinguished guest, I am just a waiter with limited rights. If you tell me about the C-class ward, I will just lead the way and rush back as a waiter. It’s worth it. But in wards A and B, you are not eligible to enter the lobby like the small one, so..."
Bai Gu understood instantly, "It's okay, you can go find Xiao Xi, she should be able to solve it. Just say that Bai Gu is here and wants to see my sister in the ward."
The tall and thin waiter's face was filled with gratitude. He hadn't seen such a considerate guest in a long time. He nodded quickly and said: "Okay, okay, distinguished guest, please wait for a moment, I will be back soon."
Not long after, Gao Shou came to the hall with Xiao Xi.
Xiao Xi gave a blessing and said, "Dear guest, please come with me."
Bai Gu nodded.
When passing by Gao Shou in the hallway, Bai Gu stuffed something into his hand, and then continued to follow Xiao Xi up to the second floor.
The tall, thin walker opened his palm and found a small broken piece of silver, which was worth about half a copper coin.
Hey, this distinguished guest is really nice. Not only is he easy to talk to, he also gives you tips!
The tall and thin waiter quickly put the broken silver into his arms, looked around again, and then returned to the counter with satisfaction.
Xiao Qi knocked lightly on Jia Jiu's door first, and then stretched out his hand to push the door open.
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Bai is here." Xiao Xi shouted towards the screen, and Mr. Wu's voice came from behind the screen, "Let him wait for a while, I'm almost done."
Xiao Xi responded, turned around and said to Bai Gu: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Wu is treating Miss Bai. Please wait for a moment."
Bai Gu smiled awkwardly and went to sit in the Taishi chair in the rest area.
Xiao Xi called him Mr. Bai, which made his eyelids twitch and his heart tremble.
He was just a poor person, and now he just happened to pick up some snake scales and sold them for money. At best, he was a nouveau riche. Young Master or something like that, that is a title that only a wealthy and scholarly family deserves.
He, Bai Gu, really couldn't afford this young master.
It's not that Bai Gu is belittling himself, but he knows in his heart that black noodle dumplings will never be as delicious as meat buns, and snacks from the streets will not be served on the dining table of a big hotel.
This is called self-knowledge.
Bai Gu held up his hands and stared at the cup of tea brought by Xiao Xi in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
The tea in the cup was clear, and wisps of hot air were rising and turning in the air, covering half of Bai Gu's face.
By the time Bai Gu came to his senses, Mr. Wu had already sat on the Taishi chair next to Bai Gu and was drinking tea leisurely.
Bai Gu scratched his head in embarrassment and chuckled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I was distracted just now and didn't notice you coming."
"It's okay. It's not a big mistake to be in a daze. There's no need to be embarrassed." Mr. Wu waved his hand.
Bai Gu licked his dry lips with his tongue, glanced at Mr. Wu, but just silently picked up the tea on the table and drank it without saying a word.
Seeing that Bai Gu was hesitant to speak, Mr. Wu couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "If you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to be secretive or have any scruples."
"You should have checked with my sister today. How is my sister's condition? Can you tell me the truth?" Bai Gu hesitated for a moment, but slowly said what was on his mind.
On the back of Mr. Wu's old hands, countless meridians lay dormant like ancient dragons, which was even more obvious when he was holding a tea cup. He paused for a moment, then put down the teacup and pointed out the window without answering Bai Gu, "What time is it today?"
Bai Gu was pounding in his heart, but he still thought about it carefully, "Today is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the beginning of winter."
Mr. Wu nodded, "It's the beginning of winter. It's time to eat dumplings at the beginning of winter. Have you eaten?"
"No, but I just had wontons this morning."
"The one downstairs?"
"Yes, it tastes pretty good. The old guy took me to eat it once before."
In front of others, you still have to give the old beggar some face.
But there is only a little, there is no way to do more.
"That wonton is really good, and it's good to eat it occasionally." Mr. Wu replied calmly.
"Is that owner a bad person?"
"What do you say?" Mr. Wu was stunned, a little surprised that Bai Gu would ask this.
Bai Gu thought for a moment, "The old guy's attitude towards the owner of the wonton shop is very average. I've known him for several years and he rarely does this."
"Absolutely, that guy is... average."
"General? What's normal?" Bai Gu looked confused.
"They're all average. Anyway, you can eat wontons occasionally. You just need to have less contact with him. It won't be good for you." Mr. Wu obviously didn't want to talk too much about the wonton shop owner, so he replied to Bai Gu casually. Just one sentence and shut up.
Do these three people know each other?
Bai Gu was even more confused, but didn't say much.
One is an old guy who treats people casually, and the other is Mr. Wu, who is highly respected. They both have a bad impression of the wonton shop owner, which actually shows the problem.
Too much entanglement is not good.
Bai Gu crossed his fingers and placed them on his legs, staring at his toes.
I didn't know what to say for a while.
"Your sister's injury is not difficult to treat. It's just that she is physically weak, and she was frightened and seriously injured. She needs to rest for a while before she wakes up. Don't worry too much." Mr. Wu picked up the tea cup again and drank the remaining tea in the cup. And finally, "Hand, stretch out."
Bai Gugang breathed a sigh of relief at Bai Xiaoxiao's situation, but was immediately confused by Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu glanced at him and said, "Your sister is the only one who is injured, but not even a hair on your body is fine? Don't say there is none, I'm not blind."
Bai Gu had a look of helplessness on his face and could only obediently extend a hand.
Mr. Wu raised his hand to take a pulse and immediately frowned. He glanced at Bai Gu, and his voice became heavier, "The other hand."
Bai Gu still did as he was told, but he was still confused.
There was an injury in his body. He knew this. Old Liu Tou said that it was an internal injury. But at that time, Old Liu Tou stopped talking in the middle of his words, so Bai Gu didn't take it to heart.
Could it be that it's serious?
