I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

Chapter 37

[Host: Pei Shu]

[Healing points: 467]

[Countdown to death: 467 hours]

Previously, he went all the way northward to treat people crazily. A dozen or so people were later invited to board Dong Baoyun's merchant ship, and earned more than 20 healing points for treating the people on the fleet, so now there are more than 400 points left, which can be converted into more than 40 days. Life can also be turned into more than four hundred taels of silver.

After treating Zhang Heye just now, Pei Shu added another healing point. Now this healing point is dispensable to him. After all, he still has a lot of healing points left for him to use. Even if they don't treat people for more than half a month in Lin'an City, they can still hold on.

Pei Shu experienced a day or two of being a doctor in the Huichun Hall, and the only feeling he felt was...

it was too leisurely.

The biggest patient he needs to deal with is the little son of the Xue family, a big rotten wood, who teaches him medical principles. Xue Qingling is very serious about learning, and Pei Shu is also very serious about teaching, but the effect is... twice the result, half half half half half half half half .

In the past, every time Pei Shu saw Xue Qingling's rotten and uncarvable appearance, he would still feel a headache, but now he has gotten used to it, and even developed his own effective method of teaching, even if the other party asks the same question three times, He didn't even frown, and Pei Shu was quite happy, and found a lot of fun in it.

What's more, he also benefited. Yes, during the teaching process, Xue Qingling's medical skills did not improve significantly, but Pei Shu felt that his understanding of medical skills had improved...

In order to explain it to Xue Qingling in more easy-to-understand words, Pei Shu put in a lot of effort, thinking about the many medical books he had read before, because he was born with a good memory, and sometimes he was gifted with self-control. Many books have also been scanned in a hurry. Now, in order to answer the strange questions that Xue Qingling sometimes asks out of nowhere, Pei Shu digs deep into these questions, thinking about what he has read. Medical books and the actual cases treated over the years...

know everything and know everything. When Xue Qingling was explaining medical theory to Xue Qingling, Xue Qingling didn't understand his problem, but Pei Shu felt that he had an "epiphany" in place. He couldn't tell what the specific feeling of epiphany was, nor was it any specific knowledge. It was just that his understanding of the way of medicine had deepened in the dark.

Yesterday, there was no one in the medical center all day, but today, most of the day has passed, Zhang Heye was the only one who came to seek medical treatment in the medical center, and Xue Qingling received the consultation fee from the other party, including the medicine fee, it was only 700 Wen Although the money was less than one or two taels of silver, he counted the money very happily, after all, it was the income of the medical center.

Like his mother, Xue Qingling dialed back and forth with a pocket abacus, ran to Pei Shu and asked him, "Doctor Pei, how much money do you think I should give you a month?" Pei Shu shook his head,

" No need."

Hearing his refusal, Xue Qingling just said "oh" softly holding the abacus, he turned around with the little abacus in his hand in frustration, and scolded himself for being stupid in his heart. At that time, I was working as a doctor in Huichun Hall, but the other party... might not be able to stay in Lin'an for a month.

Maybe the other party left after a few days.

Of course, there is no need to consider the monthly money.

Pei Shu couldn't help laughing when he saw Xue Qingling turning around lonely with a small abacus in his arms.

Pei Shu doesn't need money, the young master of the Xue family has given him enough, and when he treats people, the magic doctor system on his body will automatically give him a little healing point as a consultation fee, so Pei Shu doesn't really need extra money. money.

He himself was not a money-hungry miser.

He... is... essentially a prodigal.

Pei Shu is a big colander, he specializes in leaking money, Pei Shu's leaking, maybe it's the one who donates money out of righteousness, anyway, he never takes money seriously, spends it when he has it, and doesn't ask for it if he doesn't have it.

However, since he came to Lin'an, his prodigal attributes could not be brought into play. In the past, food was the most important thing for him. Now that he has money, eating, drinking and having fun is always indispensable. He has tried everything, but now he is living in the medical clinic, and he really has no chance to prodigal.

Every time it's meal time, Xue Qingling will send seven or eight dishes from Xue's kitchen, and then make seven or eight dishes by herself in the small kitchen of the medical hall, which adds up to fifteen or six dishes The dishes, including meat and vegetables, are all available. Such a table of meals in the small hall looks very rich.

Most of the dishes sent by the chef of Xue's house are the most popular dishes in Lin'an, among which there is always a shortage of chicken, duck and fish. Although it is not a huge luxury, it is not something ordinary people can afford. The two chefs in Xue's residence are both good at cooking. After all, Xue Qingling's father, Xue Yu, is extremely particular about food and has high requirements. If you have a good taste, the chef you hire is also top-notch.

And the dishes made by Xue Qingling himself are even more delicious. He never cooks in a rigid manner, but has his own unique aura. He has a natural sensitivity to the rationing of ingredients, and he is naturally good at adjusting the temperature of the fire. In the process of cooking, there is no need to carefully calculate. He has the most natural intuition and knows how to make the most of the ingredients and materials.

At noon, I had food in the small hall. A table in front of me was filled with snow-white porcelain plates, which formed a circle, including honey yam, stuffed bamboo shoots, tofu balls, cherry meat, steamed carp, eight-treasure duck, squab soup, etc. Wait, there are sweet, sour, and salty ones, especially the honey yam, which looks the most beautiful. This yam is made of small yams with thin roots, and it is made into round yam balls, wrapped in a layer of yam The transparent and bright sugar shreds, as you pick up a yam ball wrapped in honey shreds, bite lightly, the outer layer of sugar shreds will spread out in the crisp taste, this sugar shreds is sweet with a little The faintly imperceptible sourness dissolves a little sweetness, and combined with the light-tasting yam inside, it is the most delicious.

The size of this yam ball is also made just right. If there are too many yams inside, it will be a little bland; if there are too few yams, it will be too sweet and greasy. There seems to be another world in this yam ball. There is a layer of prepared yam sugar in the middle of the slightly hard yam. The taste of this yam sugar is a kind of sweetness with a rustling taste, like sugar bean paste. But it is more solid than bean paste.

The two layers of sugar on the "outside" and "inside" make the taste of this honey yam layered. After tasting the taste of the outer layer of sugar, switch to the fresh and bland yam inside. Then there is the sweetness of the innermost rustle. Not only does this dish not feel sweet, but it feels very interesting.

Facing the rich dishes on the table in front of him, Pei Shu couldn't help but sigh in his heart whether he had fallen into the nest of happiness. When he was in Wanhua Valley, he ate the standard meal of the hermits every day - simple tea and light rice. After it was over, the person also became immortal, detached and refined, of course... Pei Shu ate much more than the usual disciples, but it still looked quite "detached", as long as you don't count the total amount of food he ate. If you eat as much, it is very refined; if you count it, it is an alternative "refined", after all, ordinary people cannot eat so much.

Later, after leaving the valley, I have been to many famous restaurants in various places, tasted some delicacies from mountains and seas, and often accompanied by fine wines and wines. However, although there are such days, they are not many. When I was a child, I spent a lot of time eating steamed buns and biscuits... How could I get more than a dozen different dishes for each meal, not to mention that several of them were made by someone.

Pei Shu ate and ate, he couldn't help sighing, sometimes he still had a sense of crisis, as the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal, if you fall too deep into the pit, you really can't get out up.

"Doctor Pei, why are you sighing? Could it be that the food is not to your taste?"

Pei Shu paused, thinking that it was too much to your taste, so he sighed, "No, I am very satisfied with the food. I feel ashamed for the young master's hospitality."

"Doctor Pei has helped Qingling so much, there is no need to be ashamed, I should be the one to thank Doctor Pei." "I don't want to

talk about this, Doctor Pei might as well come and play a game, Guess I made those dishes myself?"

Pei Shusui pointed to a few dishes, "The steamed carp over there, honey shredded yam, apricot flower spring rolls... plus the radish on the side, it should be just these few dishes. "

Xue Qingling's eyes lit up, and there was joy in her voice, she said with great joy: "That's right, you are right, Doctor Pei.

" After all, Xue Qingling's personal style of cooking is very different from the chefs in their family. As long as you pay attention to identify, you can tell the difference.

But Xue Qingling didn't care about these things. The dishes he made with his own hands were recognized accurately, which made him very happy. After finishing the meal and taking a short break in the afternoon, Xue Qingling started to cook porridge in a good mood.

Only then did Pei Shu realize that Xue Qingling cooked porridge for the purpose of torturing people. At this time, he was also taking a lunch break, and smelling the porridge fragrance, Pei Shu tossed and turned for a while, finally rejoicing that he knew martial arts, He straightened his breath so that he could not smell the disturbing smell.

But even if you can't smell it, it's quite torturous. You can't smell it, but you can still imagine the smell.

Pei Shu had no choice but to run to Xue Qingling's side, waiting for this guy to cook the porridge. He didn't know that Xue Qingling had made himself a porridge expert after cooking the porridge for so long.

After waiting hard, a pot of porridge was finally cooked.

Pei Shu got another big bowl of porridge, the same bowl from last time, and the other big casserole porridge was carried to the door by the staff of the medical center to sell.

"Huixuntang is selling porridge again! Go eat porridge!"

"Hurry up and buy porridge at Huichuntang!"

At the entrance of the medical clinic, which was originally deserted, crowds began to line up to buy porridge, and one of them was in his twenties. The young man waited in a long line to buy porridge, and as soon as he drank it in one gulp, he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, suffering from abdominal pain and cold sweat on his forehead.