novelaction Chapter 39: Are you angry?
Chapter 39: Are you angry?
Making sachets itself is not a difficult task for Zhao Mianmian.
Dongzhu likes to do needlework and has good skills. As long as Zhao Mianmian picks out a decent one from Dongzhu's needlework basket, she will be able to present it to the public.
The key was the herbs put into the sachet, which took Zhao Mianmian a while to find.
She ran left and right, dug east and west, and finally collected the things that the big guys in the live broadcast room talked about.
Zhao Mianmian took a look at the bulging purse, frowned, and expressed his concern.
[Will this thing work? ? ]
Barrage:
[Don't worry, anchor, trust me. My family is a traditional Chinese medicine family. I am the 53rd generation heir of our family. I will definitely not be able to make a bad pack of medicine for asthma. ]
[That’s right, didn’t the big guys just say that you put some Moon-Suppressing Grass in your medicine bag? It’s very effective in relieving coughs. As long as the old lady accepts your medicine bag, I guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease and she will be full of energy again in a few days.]
[Tsk, still "jumping up and down with vigor and vitality", if he is really that amazing, the anchor should just sell medicine directly, instead of living under someone else's roof and living a miserable life of currying favor with others? ? ]
[Hahahaha, she has to have the guts to go out and earn money! The capital is full of Xuanlin Guards, who knows when they will find her based on some clues. If her identity is exposed because of selling medicine, wouldn't it be a loss? !
[You guys are really good at talking nonsense. It's just a sachet. It doesn't matter what's in it. What matters is the host's intention. If the old lady receives her intention, then her hard work will not be in vain.]
[You're right, the thought is what matters most, so host, you must deliver this sachet to the old lady, don't let someone else intercept it along the way.]
[Ah, interception? What does that mean? ]
【The meaning of interception is... @￥％...】
Seeing that it was getting late, if they delayed any longer they would not be able to send this "gift" today, so Zhao Mianmian ignored the chattering audience and hurriedly pulled Dongzhu and ran towards Linfangyuan.
She met He Shiyi and He Xulan on the road respectively.
He Shiyi didn't know what she was doing in the garden. He was obviously stunned when he saw her. In the end, he didn't even say hello. He snorted coldly and walked away.
However, He Xulan greeted her openly and politely said as usual:
"Sister, have you eaten dinner?"
Zhao Mianmian grinned, revealing a row of small white teeth: "In reply to Third Sister, Mianmian has already eaten."
He Xulan smiled and said nothing more. However, the maid named Zhiyu beside her looked Zhao Mianmian up and down with her eyes wide open, then looked at Dongzhu, and finally smiled and said,
"It's so late, why is Sister Mian still running outside?"
"There are a lot of mosquitoes in the garden, and you don't know how to wear a gauze dress. You will get bitten all over your body later. Don't cry~"
After Zhiyu finished speaking, she looked at Dongzhu deeply, which made Dongzhu confused. He didn't know where the hostility from the other party came from.
However, the alarm bells in the live broadcast room went off, and many people reminded Zhao Mianmian on the barrage:
[Damn it, host, please don't say you're going to deliver something to the old lady! ]
[Ah? Why? It's just a sachet. There's no need for the He family's daughter to lower her status and trip up the anchor over such a small matter.]
[That’s right! Besides, He Xulan doesn’t look like someone who would stir up trouble. If you guys keep getting so nervous, how can you continue to be a host? ? ]
[No, no, no, I think it’s better to be careful. The anchor is new here and is unfamiliar with everything. Who knows if He Xulan is a petty person? ]
[Oh, what's there to be afraid of? She's just a daughter who hasn't even grown all her hair yet. Just fuck her! ]
[Hahaha, "Her hair hasn't even fully grown yet"... You're not talking about the He family's legitimate daughter, you're talking about our anchor, right?! ]
Zhao Mianmian: [……]
Zhao Mianmian glanced at the comments in the live broadcast room and rolled her eyes in her heart, speechless.
She rolled her eyes, paused, raised her head again, smiled at He Xulan, raised the small purse in her hand, and said slowly:
"Mianmian learned how to make a bag today and gave it to grandma~"
The brocade bag that Zhao Mianmian used to store medicinal herbs was embroidered with winter bamboo and was no different from an ordinary sachet.
In addition, the brocade bag was bulging and had no aesthetic appeal, so He Xulan did not suspect anything at all.
He Xulan's eyes swept from Zhao Mianmian's raised "bag" to the two small tufts on her head. She smiled indifferently and coaxed her:
"Then go quickly, sister. If you are late, grandma might need to rest."
After saying that, He Xulan and Zhiyu turned sideways to make way for Zhao Mianmian.
Zhao Mianmian thanked him in a crooked manner, then pulled Dongzhu and continued to rush towards Linfangyuan.
The two of them didn't meet anyone else later, but when she followed the gatekeeper maid around the corridor and entered the old lady's room, Zhao Mianmian suddenly felt a little regretful.
Because she saw a group of people standing or sitting in the inner room through the beaded curtain!
One of them was wearing a plain ball-patterned skirt. She had a graceful figure and an expression of obvious worry on her face. She was Zhao Mianmian's aunt, Qin Shuyu, who came from a prominent family.
The other person, wearing a green round-necked wide-sleeved shirt and a crown on his head, was sitting beside the couch, silently taking the old lady's pulse through the bed curtain.
It was obviously the doctor invited by the He family to take the pulse!
Zhao Mianmian didn't know the identity of the visitor and didn't dare to disturb them, so she quietly stood in the corner and waited for them to finish their work.
[Oh no, host, I think you can’t be so attentive today. You listened to their blind suggestions and were busy preparing this and that, but the He family ended up appointing you as the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital. Are you angry? Are you angry? ! Hahahaha! ]
[Fuck, is he really the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital? Isn't He Zhaoxian just a third-rank sinecure? How could he be so honored to invite the chief judge to come to his house to treat his family?]
[You don't understand this, right? He Zhaoxian is only a third-rank official, but his father was a former imperial tutor. Even if he's gone, his reputation and prestige are still there. Plus, the officialdom is full of ups and downs, so who knows what will happen in the future? The chief judge of the Imperial Hospital is not a fool, and he might just be doing you a favor!]
[It seems to make some sense. ]
Someone in the live broadcast room recognized the identity of the person and gave Zhao Mianmian some scientific knowledge.
However, Zhao Mianmian didn't seem to care about the identity of the visitor. She frowned and looked at Qin Shuyu deeply.
Thinking of He Xulan whom she had just met on the road, Zhao Mianmian quickly hid behind Dong Zhu and secretly fiddled in the small purse she brought with her.