Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 163: settling

Seeing him stop crying, Jiaojiao hurriedly lifted the candied haws and said, "Song Dong's brother won't cry, just eat the sweet candied haws and you'll be happy."

Song Dong's heart warmed when he heard those words, seeing it in his heart was not only grateful but also grateful, saving him from fire and water repeatedly, she said, great kindness is hard to repay in this life.

"Come, let's eat the sweets haws carefully." Wang Zhuangzhi smiled and stuffed a bunch of candied haws into Song Dong's hands.

Song Dong looked at the bright red candied sweets, pursed his lips and stopped, then carefully bit him.

It was sweet and shoey, and slightly sour when carefully bitten, it was not too sweet.

"Song Dong's sister, is it delicious?" Jiaojiao also had one in her mouth, her cheeks bulging and she tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Song Dong smiled faintly on his face, nodded and said, "Sweet, very sweet."

Wang Zhuangzhi saw that he was fine, so he raised his hand to block the sun and said, "The sun is too hot today, and you will suffer from heatstroke if you stay too long. Let's go back to the house."

Song Dong hurriedly got up when he heard that, "I'm sorry, Uncle Wang, for having made you unable to sunbathe with me."

"Son, don't think wild, and you don't have to be polite with us..."

When the three of them returned to the pharmacy, uncle Song Dong had already left, and the old doctor who attended the consultation did not enter today, and the shelves in Nuo Da's pharmacy were empty.

"Uncle Wang, my cousin secretly sold some herbs to the pharmacy in the back last night. I checked it out this morning and found that it was all worthless herbs. I forgot to mention it."

After Song Dong finished speaking, he blamed himself. He had just thought of something, but he had not thought of this matter.

Wang Zhuangzhi shook his head and smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, we'll rest today and tomorrow, still early in the morning, we'll take note of what's lacking and make a list, I will use these two days to start the preparations. "

Song Dong hurriedly replied: "OK, Uncle Wang, I will make up the statistics."

Wang Zhuangzhi knelt down and told his daughter, "Jiaojiao, follow Brother Song Dong to identify the medicinal ingredients."

Jiaojiao nodded softly, "OK."

Song Dong was still a little confused when he heard that, but he did not ask too much. Since Uncle Wang said so, he naturally had a reason.

Even though it was already afternoon, the sun outside was extremely scorching, and Wang Zhuangzhi was in no hurry.

Song Dong recorded the medicinal ingredients with a brush and a notebook, and he would read out every taste. Jiaojiao stood on the medicinal table, listening to Song Dong mention the names of the medicinal ingredients while staring at the medicinal ingredients and memorizing them carefully.

He knew most of the medicinal ingredients, so it wasn't difficult to remember them.

Wang Zhuangzhi went to the backyard to clean the house because he did not know the medicinal ingredients.

There's a small courtyard behind the pharmacy. Although not large, there are three neatly arranged rooms.

Since I have bought everything, I will definitely come and take a walk in the future. After all, this is a resting place, and I still need to tidy it up after everyone else lives there.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at them one by one. Except for the hut where Song Dong lived, the other two rooms were filled with a foul smell, and Wang Zhuangzhi was so suffocated that he covered his nose.

Boss Song looked like a clean person, but he didn't realize that the back room was smelly, the living quarters were dirty, the bed sheets were so dirty to greasy, and the leftovers that fell on the table were scabbed.

Wang Zhuangzhi immediately threw away the smelly bed and other unnecessary things, found two cloths, took a bucket of water from the well outside, and brought it home with an iron basin.

He is a big, fast-working person, and there is no furniture in the house, but it does not take much effort to tidy it up.

After Wang Zhuangzhi cleaned the house, he opened the window to let the moisture out as the sun shone outside.

Outside the shop, though,

"Brother Song Dong, what is the name of this dry white thing? Why does it look the same as the one above?"

Jiaojiao asked, pointing to the medicinal ingredients inside a box.

The dried medicinal ingredients were too similar, Jiaojiao looked dazzled and could not tell the difference.

Song Dong was memorizing the medicinal ingredients, looked up, and explained with a smile: "This is Baizhu. There are many drugs that are similar to it. If you're not careful, you'll be confused. Baizhu's texture is hard, and the outer skin is somewhat light yellow or grayish-brown. The close part of the core is slightly yellow and white, it tastes spicy, and is somewhat sticky when bitten in the mouth."

"Wow, Brother Song Dong, you just learned it not too long ago, how can you be so good." Jiaojiao said in admiration.

Song Dong's smile faded slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "My parents also once opened an apothecary, and they were able to recognize some herbal remedies from childhood."

If life could be restarted, he would definitely not allow his parents to treat the guest causing trouble for their family.

If it wasn't for her medical clinic not being closed, and their families not having to move the whole family, nothing would have happened to her parents...

"Dad, why are you carrying so many things on your back?"

Jiaojiao's voice interrupted Song Dong's memory.

Song Dong raised his eyes and saw Wang Zhuangzhi come out, he saw a lot of stuff on his back, he said,

He immediately put down his pen and paper, and rushed forward to help, "Uncle Wang, these things are dirty, let me just."

Wang Zhuangzhi raised his hand to stop them, propped up the items on his body, and said to them with a smile: "No, you are busy with your work. These things look a lot, but they don't really matter. I can do it myself."

After he finished speaking, Wang Zhuangzhi directly walked out of the gate.

Song Dong watched Uncle Wang walk out quickly, and asked Jiaojiao beside him in surprise: "Uncle Wang, has he always been that strong?"

"Well, Dad was always so strong." Jiaojiao nodded.

Hearing this, Song Dong felt safer. Thinking of Uncle Wang asking Jiaojiao to follow him to take a look at the herbal medicine, he asked curiously, "Jiaojiao, does Uncle Wang want you to learn medical skills?"

"No, there are a lot of medicinal plants in the mountains behind our house. I have to write it down first, so I can find it when I get back." Jiaojiao was playing while looking at the medicine box containing the medicinal herbs.

"Oh, I see, Jiaojiao must have a good memory." Song Dong praised.

Jiaojiao rubbed his cheeks in embarrassment, "It's okay."

...

After counting all the medicinal ingredients, the sun had almost set, and Wang Zhuangzhi had almost cleared the backyard.

He patted the ashes off his body, walked to the front shop and said, "Jiaojiao, let's go home quickly, or your mother and the others will be worried."

Jiaojiao was lying on the bench while looking at Song Dong grinding gypsum powder, when he heard his father's voice, he hurriedly turned his head, "Oh, here he comes,"

Song Dong stopped what he was doing, clapped his hands and hurriedly got up, and said, "Uncle Wang, I'll take you."

Wang Zhuangzhi did not refuse when she heard him, she walked towards the door with Bao Jiaojiao, and said to Song Dong as she walked, "Your cousin is gone, this shop will leave you alone, she said, if you're afraid to stay alone, you can go to the front inn for the night." Now, the apothecary is no different from the others, let's hire a strong person as a gatekeeper for these two days, and then you will be able to stay there without fear."