Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 434 I Still Think He's Old
The west of the city is the place where ordinary people, traffickers, and handymen live together, and it is also the busiest place in the morning market.

Car and horse shops, inns, pawnshops, groceries, cloth shops, various workshops and other high-quality and cheap markets also gather here.

In the south of the city, there are many families and large shops.

When they came near the inn, Ding Shitou and Zhao Jian stood at the corner of the street and waited. Han Yiqing called a carriage from the carriage and horse shop, pretending that they had just come out of the inn here and were ready to set off.

Fortunately, at Hangzhou University, even if you just go from the west of the city to the east of the city, and then stop the carriage on the way and sit at a roadside stall to eat hot wontons, you won't be suspicious of the handlebars.

What's more, the guest was very generous and asked him to eat a bowl too.

Zhao Jian has changed into a new set of clean clothes, another autumn shirt made by Ding Shishitou.

His hair is tied up with a gray cloth belt, and his clothes have a cloth belt of the same style. From the material of the clothes, he can no longer see his nobleness, coupled with the deliberate restraint of his momentum, now he only sees gentleness and quietness, without arrogance.

Of course, it was also during this period of time that I got along with Ding Shitou a lot, and with the experience of farm life, there was a little smoke and fire in his gestures. Coupled with Ding Shitou's description of his new personality before departure, his behavior is still Very careful.

But they dared to eat breakfast at a small stall by the side of the road, not because they were careless, but because they wanted to detect whether there were stalkers.

Or whether their behavior will attract the attention of others.

If everything is normal, the next step is really safe.

Han Yiqing was not worried, because Chen Shi came here with two of his subordinates, and happened to want to eat a bowl of hot three delicacies wontons, so he sat at the next table.

Last night, Han Yiqing sneaked into the Jixiang Inn and found Chen Shi, not only explaining the situation and plans here, but also changing clothes there.

In the early morning after the Mid-Autumn Festival, after eating a bowl of warm soup, my body became warmer, and my mood immediately improved a lot.

Although Zhao Jian didn't eat fast, he was eating by himself the whole time, and he didn't look pampered at all, which really fit his current status.

Thinking of going to buy wind-cold medicine next, he put down the bowl and coughed a few times on purpose.

Ding Shitou pursed his lips and spoke cooperatively.

"Brother, do you still have the fever? After buying some medicine, take a pair, and then cover yourself with the quilt to sweat. I promise you will be fine tomorrow."

"En." Zhao Jian replied dully, and when he heard Shitou calling his elder brother in a boyish voice, he really wanted to reply: "Sister."

But this girl just got into a fight with him, and she refused to change into women's clothes to match him as a couple. She also said that she was not as good as Ji, she was still a beautiful girl, her face was too tender, and she didn't look like a wife when she changed into women's clothes.

This stinking girl still thinks he is too old.

After breakfast, they returned to the carriage, and ordered the handlebar to go to Taiming Medical Center first.

With Zhao Jian's previous performance, the handlebars have no doubts, and kindly told them to drink more hot water when they go back, so that they can sweat.

Ding Shitou thanked him politely, and arrived at Taiming Medical Center not long after, with the handlebars waiting behind, while Han Yiqing went to grab the medicine first.

Zhao Jian was pretending to be sick, so naturally he couldn't show it to the doctor.

The atmosphere of Taiming Medical Center is a little weird today, it seems that they don't want to open the door early in the morning, but they just come to get medicine, and the staff in the shop still welcome them warmly.

Han Yiqing took a look at the medical clinic and found that there was indeed no doctor in the place where the consultation was done on weekdays. He knew it well and left without asking any further questions.

The guards who were injured last night just sneaked into the Taiming Medical Hall, and caught a doctor sitting in the hall for emergency treatment, and the price was 100 taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)