Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

Chapter 76 The boss who weaves the insect net is forked

The little frog got up from the ground and patted his clothes, shaking the money bag rattling, his face beaming with joy.

"There are more than expected, but it is obvious that several copies have been discounted."

Duan Lu said, "The silver money that people threw on the box is also there. It is a reward for magic tricks. There is a gong beside it to collect money. We don't have it, but it doesn't mean that there is no reward."

The little frog laughed, "You are still the best."

The two chatted for a few words, then walked along the market street.It turned out that when Duan Lu and Ling Runyun walked through this street, they had seen shops selling groceries, daily necessities, small nails and buttons, and boxes for trapping cockroaches with powder for flies. Sell ​​inside.

Not long after the two walked, they saw a small shop sandwiched between the rice paper shop and the candy shop. There was a broom tied with red strings on the door, a hand-woven dustpan, a jar for pounding garlic, and other miscellaneous things. , Those that can be hung are hung, and those that cannot be hung are placed in a stall on the ground.

Duan Lu said, "It's here."

So he led the little frog to tiptoe through the items on the ground, and plunged into the "Flower World" of the grocery store.

After entering the house, the two sides of this extremely narrow room are full of shelves, on which are placed locks, nails, whetstones, etc., and there are different household items hanging above the head. After a few shouts, the boss peeked out from behind the dark counter. Out of the head.

It was a man with a yellow complexion.

This person's name is Liu Ping, he was asleep just now, but now he was woken up, rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking at the two in front of him.

A little girl, a little bald head.

He spoke with a limp tongue, as if tied in a knot in his mouth.There was also a whirring sound in the chest, and the breathing was like Lin Xiuer pulling a bellows at home, making people feel suffocated following him.

"Baby... what to buy... cough cough."

When he got closer, he realized that this person's complexion was more than yellow, he looked like a potato dug out of the ground.When you get close, you will smell of alcohol, like a potato that has been soaked in a wine tank for more than ten days, and its heart has been hollowed out.

Duan Lu covered his nose and spoke back.

"Insect-proof nets, you need a lot."

Liu Ping stood up with great difficulty, and handed the bag hanging on the wall to Duan Lu.

"Hang it on the window, ahem, insect repellent."

Duan Lu looked at the net that could be stretched open with a pair of arms.The quality is good, and the mesh is very fine. If it is used to block migratory locusts, it can't be better.It's just that this net is only the size of a small kang table.The locust plague is coming, what can we do to stop it?
Duan Lu asked: "It must be big, very big."

Liu Ping said while coughing.

"That's it, only this size...cough cough, our family sells it in the city, if you want it, cough cough...you can't order it either."

This was clearly pushing the business out. Before Duan Lu could speak, the little frog with the money in his pocket asked along the way.

"Why can't it be made to order? We brought the money. How do you calculate the money for this net? You can take out the size and price. It's not like we can't afford it."

The man handed them a small book, which was exactly the style and price of the insect net. After a while, they calculated that the money in their pockets was enough for the whole village to surround the fields.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ping chased people away.

"Let's go, I can't earn this money... Cough cough."

The three of them quarreled for a while because of the custom-made matter, and after going back and forth, Du Anlu learned the reason why Liu Ping refused to do business.

It turns out that the insect-proof net is the signature of the Liu family’s grocery store. The craftsmanship of weaving nets has been passed down from generation to generation. The entire city can be surrounded, and many nearby farmers and wealthy families will come here to purchase.

But since this spring, Liu Ping has suffered from a strange disease.At the beginning, it was just coughing up phlegm when I woke up in the morning, like a common wind evil.When young people get sick occasionally, they don't care about it. They burn rice wine and drink it at home, so they work when they should.Unexpectedly, while drinking the rice wine, the wind evil did not dissipate.

After seeing a doctor, I took a lot of medicine and food, but my health got worse.The loom couldn't be manipulated anymore, and the insect nets were sold less and less, and it was the last piece in the hands of Duan Lu.

Wang Ping said: "It's not that I don't want to work, it's just that my body... is really..."

Duan Lu approached the counter and put the small insect net on it.He brought down a small earthen pot from the side and placed it on the side of the counter as a ladder. He stepped on it as soon as he lifted his foot, and his small hand grabbed Wang Ping's wrist.

"An Lulu, cure diseases. Boss, weave a net."

Wang Ping was caught by the wrist, and his heart was shocked. Although he didn't pull out his hand, he still laughed in his heart.

Even the medical clinics in the city have acquiesced that he is a "consumption ghost", what does this little kid know.

It can be seen that Duan Luhao's pulse is extremely serious, his small brows are frowned, and the soft white little fingertips rest on his wrist, as if he is really sensing his pulse.

Looking at the bald young monk behind her, although her mouth was too big and ugly, she still looked like a Buddha, so she asked her to sound her pulse.

After a while, Wang Ping's feet were sore from standing, and the little girl didn't raise her hand.

He asked, "Baby, what happened?"

What happened?Of course there is a problem!
This person has a lung disease. Although he has taken medicine and food to take care of him, but because of the long-term drinking and the conflict with the medicine, all internal organs have problems.Not only cough, I am afraid there are hidden diseases in other places.

Duan Lu thought for a while, covered the side of his mouth with his small hand, and asked softly.

"Uncle, go to the latrine, fork?"

Wang Ping's eyebrows froze in shock. Although Xiao Wazi asked in a vague manner, he did have something to hide.It's hard to talk to the doctor in the medical hall, so I can only buy some weird-shaped things and soak them in wine.Even if it has no effect, it can be regarded as a relief.

This time it was rightly said, Wang Ping was ashamed for a moment, and he had already decided that the child opposite was a doctor.

There is no date to hit a shot, although this three or four-year-old child does not seem very reliable.

Wang Ping twisted and said, "Well...it's a little...cough, can, can it be cured?"

Du Anlu straightened his back and exchanged views with Wang Ping.

"Uncle, An Lulu, cure illnesses. Uncle is cured, working overtime, weaving nets, okay?"

Wang Ping hesitated.

Little Frog relieved him of his last doubt.

"It's the same money."

Wang Ping looked at Xiaowa's purse and felt relieved.

He said: "We don't owe you the money for the treatment and medicine, we will give it to you."

After speaking, he took out the paper from under the counter, found a charcoal pen, and put it in Duan Lu's hand.

"Please give me a prescription."

Duan Lu pushed the pen and paper away, holding his little face in his little hands and said.

"Don't grab the medicine, buy it, big steamed buns, that's fine."

After breaking off her fingers, she opened both hands and showed them in front of Wang Ping.

"Ten! Ten big steamed buns!"

(End of this chapter)