There are very few people who actually come to Du's house for medical treatment, but there are many repeat customers for mosquito repellent sachets, and some people come specifically to ask about mosquito repellent sachets.
Du Jinglun suggested: "How about we continue the sachet business, print the words "Fang's Family Medical Center" as before, and let the aunts do it, and earn one or two copper coins."
"Bind us with other people's interests. If they don't defend us when something happens, they have to defend their own interests."
Nanzhi raised her hand: "I agree. Every day, aunties ask me if our family has any work. If everyone has money, they can buy our things."
Old Mrs. Pei said: "That's okay. Wei'er and I will take the two girls to deal with this matter tomorrow. I also want to give the cold soup to the neighbors to drink. The weather is really uncomfortable."
Du Kangping nodded: "Yes, you can send it to the medical center and sell a large bowl for one copper plate. The materials are simple anyway."
The whole family gathered together to discuss this, and worked together. The decadence of the previous exile was wiped away, and they looked very energetic.
Even Webster seemed to feel the joy of being a boss. People greeted her wherever she went, and they were very kind.
This feeling is even better than in Kyoto. In Kyoto, she is just a wife of the Du family, and her husband is just a doctor.
But here, the status of a doctor is considered noble. After all, there are many exiled sinners here.
Compared with these people, her sense of superiority comes out.
Webster was relatively vain, but now that her vanity was satisfied, she stopped making trouble.
Although Mr. Pei was old, he could do things vigorously, so he quickly invited his aunt and daughter-in-law to come over and help make the sachets.
Everyone was very happy to be able to make money for the family, and they could also drink soup to relieve the heat. They all praised the Fang family as a kind family.
Nanzhi would crowd around these ladies and watch them make sachets.
Every day's wages are paid in cash, and you can get paid in one day's work. Don't be too happy. The workers hope that the medical sachet business can continue for a long time, so that they can have a living.
Nanzhi looked at everyone's happy faces, thoughtfully, turned around and went to look for his uncle.
In this family, Nanzhi likes to go to her uncle when something happens. The uncle who studies is very smart.
"Little uncle, little uncle..." Nanzhi shouted.
Du Jinglun was reading a book. When he saw his black loach-like nephew, he couldn't help but tilt his head back. He felt more and more worthy of the name Gouzi.
"Gouzi, what's the matter?" Du Jinglun asked.
"Uncle, I want to make money." Nanzhi said. Compared with the emperor, they are really too poor.
What if the emperor wants to kill them someday? Then save more money so that you won't be hungry when you run away.
Du Jinglun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then how do you want to make money?"
Nanzhi's eyes wandered, "I'm going to the mountains to collect herbs and sell them to the medicine hall."
Du Jinglun just said: "What a good idea. Our herbal medicines are all collected from pharmacists and herbal collectors. Can your herbal medicines be as good as theirs?"
Nanzhi pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "Then I will pick mushrooms and sell them."
Du Jinglun read the book and said without raising his head: "Some people sell it, but basically no one buys it. Eating mushrooms is worse than eating meat."
Nanzhi:……
She covered her face and said, "What should I do? I will catch rabbits and sell rabbit meat and fur."
Du Jinglun: "A good idea, but Lingnan is relatively warm all year round, and rabbit fur is not needed in the coldest times. Summer is especially hot. Can rabbit fur be sold?"
Nanzhi:? ? ?
Oh, what can I do to make money?
Du Jinglun looked at his nephew's face, which was wrinkled up into a ball. It was a little chapped by the sun and the sea breeze.
This child!
Du Jinglun put down the book and said: "Worrying about livelihood is an adult's business. You kid, don't think so much. Your business is to study."
"If you want to make money, you still have to make money from rich people..."
The Nanling Mountains hinder transportation and economic connections between the Lingnan region and the Central Plains.
The economy and culture of the Lingnan region are far inferior to those of the Central Plains region, which is why it has always been called a "barbarian land".
In addition, we need to build more roads. Road construction can cost a lot of money. The Du family is still struggling to make a living.
Nanzhi didn't know what her uncle was thinking. She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll catch fish and sell them."
Du Jinglun showed a perfunctory child's fake smile, "You can give it a try, but if you want to get into the water, I will tell you to take care of you."
Nanzhi looked at his uncle longingly, "Uncle, won't you make money with me?"
Du Jinglun shook his head: "No."
Nanzhi opened his eyes wide, looking at his little uncle quietly as if he was about to speak but was hesitant to speak.
Du Jinglun: "...I have something to say, what do you look like?"
Nanzhi got vaccinated: "Uncle, I told you not to be angry."
Need a mental massage.
Du Jinglun: "Say."
Nanzhi immediately yelled: "Little uncle, you are an adult. Don't you work? Don't you do nothing? Even grandma is in charge of the sachets."
"Pfft..."
The childish words were like a sword piercing into Du Jinglun's heart.
He seems to be a prodigal who does everything, waiting for support from his family.
Maybe it was possible before because he wanted to study and the Du family was not short of money.
But the situation was different now. Du Jinglun looked at the book in front of him without saying a word.
Nanzhi pulled his sleeve, "Uncle, are you angry?"
Du Jinglun shook his head, "No, you are right, I should put my studying back now."
He just hasn't gotten used to it yet. He was used to reading in the past, but now he needs to change this habit.
Nanzhi immediately said: "Uncle, do you want to go to the beach with me? Let's go pick up shells."
Du Jinglun subconsciously refused, but after thinking about it he said, "Okay, but why not go to the mountains? You go find the Baiyue people?"
"I kind of want to visit them."
Nanzhi shook his head and said, "I can't take you there. You need to say hello to them. They don't welcome outsiders."
Du Jinglun: "But they welcome you."
Nanzhi grinned, her teeth whiter against her dark skin, "I'm cute, they all say I'm cute."
Du Jinglun smiled and said nothing. You are cute because you helped them.
Du Jinglun and Nanzhi each carried a small bucket and went to the beach to pick up things with a group of kids.
The other children were all picking up things, like dogs running amok.
However, he noticed that the small fishing village on the seaside was very poor. There were two small broken boats parked and undulating with the waves.
He was carrying a small wooden bucket and wandering around the small fishing village. As a scholar, he would help the king manage the country in the future.
Seeing such a poor place, I thought about what I would do if I were the county magistrate.
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