Chapter 210 Medical Center, Transcription of Medical Books

Mo Xuetong returned home at noon, but Mo Huawen was not in the house.

Since Mohuawen decided to marry Xu Yan last time, although he has not given a bride price, this matter has been decided. More or less began to rumor that the master is going to follow the string. Although he does not know who it is, the servants in the house have seen it from Mo Huawen's beginning to prepare the bride price.

Because of Lan Xinru's incident, the old lady completely let go of Mo Huawen's marriage. The subordinate in the house was resigned, and Lan Xinru disappeared. Of course, Mo Xuetong did not believe that Lan Xinru returned to her hometown in peace. Mo Feng went out to explore. Lan Xinru is now rented a house at the East Gate.

The lease term is half a year, and it seems that you plan to live in the capital for a long time!

How could she go back if she didn't catch the golden son-in-law! It's just that this Mexican house has no face to come in again.

When Mo Xueqiong's matter came out, Mo Huawen asked Mo Xuetong to help the housekeeper. Most of the things in the house were in charge of Mother Xu. The two aunts were still in charge of part, but the focus had to be placed on Mo Xuetong. With the help of Mother Ming and Xu's mother, Mo Xuetong got started quickly.

However, even so, she just asked when she needed it. After all, Xu Yan will be the head of this house in the future. When Xu Yan enters the door, she will return the responsibility of the housekeeper to her. Now she is an intern for a period of time. In her last life, she has also been a family for a period of time.

Mrs. Zhenguohou threw all the housekeeper's affairs to her on the pretext that she was not in good health. At that time, she was still very moved. She only felt that Mrs. Zhenguohou really regarded her as a daughter-in-law, but only after the housekeeper found that the income and expenditure in the Zhenguohou Mansion were completely unbalanced. In order to be afraid of Mrs. Zhenguohou's fault, she also pasted her own dowry silver.

Later, with the help of her ancestors and her father, Sima Lingyun became more and more income, and the wife of the Marquis of Zhen took back the power of the housekeeper on the pretext that she could take good care of her body and give birth to a healthy child, inheriting the incense of the Marquis of Zhen.

Now that I think about it, all this is just for use. In the Marquis of Zhenguo, no one has recognized her as the wife of the world from top to bottom. When the final use value was squeezed out, she only left the most tragic end.

Thinking of this, my eyes are cold.

"Miss, Mama just came over and asked that the ancestral hall over there has almost been built, and there is a large open space next to it. Do you want to build a few rooms and put some sundries as before?" Molan came in and asked.

After the ancestral hall burned down, that place turned into ashes, and Mohuawen rebuilt a larger ancestral hall in that place. After all, he is now a third-class official, and he can also be built on a larger scale with an official rank.

There were five or six rooms next to the ancestral hall. At that time, they were burned together by fire. Mo Huawen only said that the ancestral hall would be built, but he did not say anything else. A large area was vacated in that direction, and even the trees were burned clean. They were very bare and ugly. Mother Ming looked at it and deliberately reported Mo Xuetong.

"Told Mama Ming that the house will build a few wing rooms and plant a few more trees, but it will be faster. After a while, if the father marries a new wife, he must go to the ancestral hall to celebrate his mother. Don't be too late."

Mo Xuetong thought for a moment.

Jixian wants to make a concubine salute with his original wife, which is the rule of Daqin, and Jixian is not like the original wife. The three media and six hires do not need to take a year and a half. The current situation of Mofu can't tolerate too long. Mo Xuetong estimates that his father will be officially hired by the Fugongfu in the first month.

When you enter the door, it is necessary to worship the ancestral hall. Although it will not take too long to build the wing, it will take another time to paint it and wait until it is painted dry.

"M Mother Ming said that if the room is re built, I'm afraid it will be a little urgent, and it may take some time to process it in the evening. I don't know if it will disturb the young lady, and the two ladies over there may also be affected." Molan said hesitantly.

When she said this, Mo Xuetong remembered that the ancestral hall was close to the back door, but the other side was adjacent to her own Qingwei Garden, which could be regarded as living next to each other. The yard where Mo Xueqiong and Mo Xuemin lived was a little far away, but now it has been moved to a remote place by Mo Huawen, just within that area, secretly constructing the ground. It must also affect them.

"Let M Mother Ming go and tell the eldest lady that the fourth lady said that her father said that if she wanted to build an ancestral hall, there might be some voices, and outsiders would enter and let the two young ladies look at some people in their yard." Mo Xuetong thought for a moment and said that it was not only a matter of sound, but also the matter of the servant entering the backyard. If he didn't explain it clearly, something would happen to him.

"Yes, I'm going to talk to Mother Ming." Moran retreated in response.

After lunch, Xu's mother asked someone to say back and forth that the master said yesterday that he would put in some cloth, a new atmosphere, make some clothes for every servant in the house, and asked Mo Xuetong how to choose.

My father hasn't returned home yet, and he can't tell him about some things. Thinking that he has nothing to do in the afternoon, Mo Xuetong asked Mo Yu to tell his mother that he would leave the house once in the afternoon and pick some cloth to enter the house. The needle and thread team in the house will prepare to tailor it for the servants.

Mo Lan stayed in the house to preside over the affairs for Mo Xuetong. Mo Xuetong took Mo Ye and Mo Yu went out.

Since entering Beijing, Mo Xuetong has gone out a handful of times, and she is not alone every time. This time, she only brought Mo Yu and Mo Ye, two maids. When they heard that their eyes were shining, their eyebrows flew up, and they got into the carriage happily.

Mofu's carriage is not luxurious, but it is very spacious and comfortable. The seats are covered with thick cushions, and there is also a small charcoal basin in it. The charcoal inside is burning. Mo Yu held Mo Xuetong to sit in it and smiled, "Miss, where shall we go first?"

"Go to Yiyi Pavilion. I heard that the cloth in that place is very suitable for popularization, and you should be able to choose the right material." Mo Xuetong casually picked up the book on the side and turned over and laughed.

Mo Ye gave an order, and the carriage began to move smoothly.

"Miss is really awesome. Even Yige knows it. I heard that many large families set the clothes of the people in the house there." Mo Yu looked at Mo Xue Tong admiringly.

Mo Xuetong smiled but did not answer, with a mocking smile on her lips.

How could she not know that in the last life, the clothes of the servants in the Marquis' Mansion were all customized by her from here, but the money for the clothes was out of her own pocket. I remember that once during the Spring Festival, because she really couldn't pay, she took the list to the yard of the Marquis of Zhenguo. Before she arrived, she met her side. Mother Tian only said that her wife was not in good health and told her not to say goodbye.

For five or six days in a row, she didn't see Mrs. Zhenguo, and the list of money came again and again. She had no choice but to sell one of her stores cheaply, so she could barely collect the money and pay for the clothes list. On the day she paid the bill, Zhenguo Mrs. Hou's body is fine!

The disease is timely, and the good is really timely!

It's just that my eyes were blindfolded at that time!

There are indeed a lot of materials in Yiyi Pavilion. The upper and lower floors are all ordinary popular clothing materials, but the appearance is good. Mo Xuetong picked some, paid for money on the spot, and asked Yiyi Pavilion people to send the cloth to their own house, so they took Mo Ye and Molan to the bookstore next to it.

The medical book I saw from Bai Yihao in the morning is very good. It not only contains the use of herbs, but also the appearance of some herbs. Where Mo Xuetong studied medicine was mainly self-study, and the last life was also a half-toned. Although he learned it in this life, he would not be guided. If there was such a detailed explanation Medical books are naturally the best.

The carriage stopped at the corner in front of the bookstore. Mo Xuetong put on a cap and Mo Yu, and Mo Ye got out of the carriage.

There are not many people in the bookstore. This bookstore mainly sells some books of medical tools. Occasionally, there are a few current books, subbooks of classics and so on. Maybe it's because everyone is busy having fun during the Spring Festival.

Mo Xuetong searched the medical book for a long time and found a book quite similar to Bai Yihao's. Although the corner of the book was damaged, it was fine.

"Miss, someone has decided on this book. You can choose another one." The shopkeeper was an old man in his fifties who was very scholarly angry. He read this book and said in embarrassment.

"How come? If it has been sold, why do you still put it here? Isn't this intention to deceive people? Mo Yu was not happy. It took a long time for her to like her. She must like it very much.

"Because this book is extremely rare, although the house has not come to pick it up, some doctors and doctors want to come to copy it. There was another one here just now. There may be something wrong. If you don't have time to say it, you put the book on the shelf." The shopkeeper explained.

"How about we sell it at three times the price?" Mo Ye stood aside.

"It really doesn't work. The book ordered by that old man dares not go against it!" The shopkeeper looked uncompromising, "Even if you add ten times, you can't sell it to you."

"Shopkeeper, can this book be copied?" Seeing the fierce dispute here, Mo Xuetong turned to the bookcase and asked gently, "If it can be copied, can I also copy it?"

"Of course, there is no problem for this lady to copy, but I don't know when she will come to pick it up. If she comes to pick it up, the lady will not be able to copy it." The shopkeeper is not a ruthless person, but when he thinks of his temperament, he is really casual and moody. Who knows when he suddenly wants it.

"I'm very grateful that the shopkeeper only needs to let me copy it. Whether it can be copied or not, it's good to copy some." Mo Xuetong sat down at the table near the window. Mo Yu spread the paper for her and pressed it on the paper town. On the other side, Mo Yeji polished the ink for her. Seeing that she was so determined, the shopkeeper could not say anything more, he only asked the clerk in the store to serve tea.

As time passed, Mo Xuetong still sat at the table and had copied for nearly two hours. Because she didn't know when other people would come to pick them up, she only chose some transcripts that she thought were useful to her. Some of them were also drawn with graphics. In the past, because her appearance was destroyed, the time was full. It is used for painting and playing the piano.