Does the inn know that he feels sour and unnecessary now?
Damn it.
Xun Yuanbai devoured the large pot of pickled fish in front of him.
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Here, Song Jingyun has been lying down all day since he "caught" the cold.
Not only was he lying there, but he would often say that he was cold all over and that the bed was not warm at all.
so……
I want a hug from my wife!
Jiang Michia, "..."
But it was rare for the little son-in-law to be so coquettish, and Jiang Michia was a little bit spoiled, so she just let him go.
Moreover, it had been raining continuously in the past few days and the sky was extremely cold. Jiang Michia didn't want to go out and hang out. She simply stayed in the inn with Song Jingyun, and even asked the inn staff to bring three meals a day to the room.
Also because of the weather, Jiang Junli stayed in the inn for several days, but because it was really boring, he planned to eat in the lobby on the first floor of the inn today. After eating, he would go to the bookstore next door to browse.
Autumn is coming, even if you are just cramming, you still have to give it a hug, and try to get yourself an honor as soon as possible to prove your strength and stay away from this stinky native family!
As soon as he sat down, the waiter brought over the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall he wanted. He listened to the shopkeeper urging the waiter, "Hurry up and send these things to Mr. Song and Mrs. Jiang upstairs."
"Yes." The waiter hurriedly went to pick it up.
Jiang Junli chatted with the shopkeeper, "Mr. Song, have you been eating and drinking in the inn these days?"
"Yes." The shopkeeper nodded, "I heard that Song Langjun was infected with the cold. He was afraid of infecting others, so he has not gone out in the past few days."
Autumn is approaching, Song Jingyun actually got cold?
For children from poor families, the imperial examination can be said to be the only way to change their life and destiny. Qiu Wei was as important to Song Jingyun as Qiu Wei was to him.
At this juncture, Song Langjun actually caught wind and cold. Wouldn't it affect the exam and even affect his whole life's future?
Jiang Junli hurriedly asked, "Is your illness serious? Have you invited a doctor?"
"It seems not." The shopkeeper replied, "I was a little worried before, so I asked a few questions. Mrs. Jiang said it was not a serious illness, so it didn't matter. There was no need to ask a doctor. Just drink more ginger soup. "
"When I just sent the food up there, I already asked the waiter to prepare ginger soup and send it over, and also prepared some ginger candy slices that can ward off the cold. I don't know if Song Langjun likes it."
When Jiang Junli heard this, his expression suddenly became solemn.
He was infected with the cold and didn't even ask for a doctor. It must be because he felt sorry for the money.
Oh, it's really pitiful.
Jiang Junli sighed and shook his head, "If that's the case, then why don't you ask Song Langjun to bring back a doctor?"
The shopkeeper suddenly looked embarrassed, "I thought so too, but Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Song are so good friends. Since Mrs. Jiang said there is no need to go to the doctor, I think Mr. Song is indeed not seriously ill, and maybe Some of these things are hard to tell outsiders. If I rush to ask a doctor, I'm afraid it will disturb things, so I have to give up."
"It makes sense." Jiang Junli nodded, but he still sighed in his heart for a long time.
There may be some hidden secrets, but there must be a shortage of money.
After all, even if the disease is not serious, if you don't waste money, you will definitely call the doctor to take a look, which will make you feel at ease.
Jiang Junli sighed and waved to Xinghe next to him, "We picked up a few ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in the past two days. Let's give them to Mr. Song."
"Young Master." Xinghe spoke hesitantly, "Young Master means well, but I have heard some rumors in the past two days, saying that Song Langjun has a strange fate, and his luck can be said to be good, but it is completely It’s because I sucked other people’s luck.”
"It is said that anyone who has anything to do with Mr. Song will definitely be unlucky and frustrated in the future and lose money..."
Losing money?
Jiang Junli's eyes suddenly lit up.
Isn't this what he dreams of?
"Hurry up, send all these medicinal materials, and ask Mr. Song if he has the skills and energy, and is he willing to talk to me?"
Jiang Junli's nose was a little red with excitement. He wandered in place for a while, rubbed his palms again and again, and finally waved his hands, "Forget it, I'll go in person."
Don’t miss such a great opportunity to waste money!
Xinghe, "..."
My young master's attitude of treating money like dirt has really not changed at all.
Before Xinghe could do anything, Jiang Junli had already returned to his guest room to look for something. After finding something, he went to the guest room where Song Jingyun and Jiang Michia lived and knocked on the door.
Song Jingyun and Jiang Michia answered the door, and when they saw it was Jiang Jun, they were surprised and hurriedly welcomed them into the house and called the waiter to bring some hot water and refreshments.
When the waiter saw that Jiang Junli was there, he simply took matters into his own hands and instead of sending hot water, he directly sent over a pot of Longjing.
Song Jingyun was taking tea leaves and was about to add them to the pot. When he saw that there were already tea leaves in the pot, he had no choice but to give up. However, he told the waiter, "Next time, I'll just bring you hot water. I have tea leaves here."
"Yes." The waiter nodded and quickly backed away.
As he walked down the stairs, he also sighed.
He also roughly understood why Jiang Junli took special care of Song Jingyun.
I even prepare my own tea, and I don’t want to drink tea from the inn, probably because I want to save some money.
Jiang Junli was also thinking this way. His heart felt sour for a while, and he just said, "Brother Song is really frugal."
"It's not frugal, it's just that these tea leaves were specially given by the steward of a tea garden in Fengyang County. They are fine winter teas. Although they are not as famous as Longjing and the taste is slightly inferior, the taste is particularly refreshing and fragrant. On weekdays, There are also some people who are used to drinking and don’t want to change again.”
Song Jingyun's explanation seemed to Jiang Junli not to be the truth, but an excuse. However, he did not expose it on his face and just nodded, "That's it."
"In this case, I am very interested in this winter tea, but I wonder if Brother Song is willing to give up and exchange a can with me? I have some good ones here. They are not good, but they are still good. But if I drink a lot on weekdays, I can’t get any good out of it.”
Jiang Junli said, "Let's exchange a can of tea with Brother Song."
"Whatever you want to exchange, if Brother Jiang likes it, just give him two cans." Song Jingyun was not stingy, so he just took out two red porcelain cans from the box on the side and gave them to Jiang Junli, "If Brother Jiang It tastes good, just ask me for it later."
"Brother Song is polite, but how can I get it for free? Well, I just happened to be lucky these past two days, and I got a village for free that day when I threw a pot with someone, so why not take it as a thank you gift for the tea."
Song Jingyun, "..."
Jiang Michia, "..."
