MTL - Denghuaxiao

Chapter 56 Dai Sanlang

 After a night of rain, the sun shines brightly.

Du Changqing rested at home for a few days and finally recovered from the cold. He changed into a spring robe early in the morning. When he and Acheng arrived at the hospital, they saw Yin Zheng placing many flowers behind the table at the door.

The flower is a pomegranate flower, which blooms thinly and brightly. The fire color of the clusters is like the first burning of red silk, and it is like red paper cut into pieces and reflected in the lush green. The deep red and rich green are particularly delicate and beautiful.

Among the pomegranate flowers, there are also many palm-sized white porcelain jars dotted with pink paper stickers, like pink jade hidden among the flowers, exquisite and cute.

Du Changqing picked up a jar and asked Yin Zheng: "Why are there so many rouge and gouache?"

"It's not rouge." Yin Zheng hung the calligraphy and painting on the wall, "It's the new medicine made by the girl."

After the calligraphy and painting hanging behind "Chun Shuisheng" was torn away by people from the medicine shop last time, the wall has been empty. With the Yin Zheng calligraphy and painting hanging up, the shop looks more unique.

Du Changqing came forward and read: "The graceful Yan Ji is fifteen years old. She is used to dragging her long train and does not take slender steps. When everyone looks at her, the color of the world is like dust."

"The flowers blooming in the pavilion of a tree are all natural and speechless. Wu Niang praises her good dancing in front of her, but unfortunately her waist always misses her."

After reading, Du Changqing raised his head in confusion: "What is this?"

 Lu Yan opened the felt curtain and came out, put the porcelain jar in his hand back, and said, "This is 'Xianxian'."

  “Xianxian?”

"It's getting hot," Lu said, "Nowadays, women's clothes are getting thinner, and they may want to look slim. This herbal tea is used to adjust the balance of yin and yang, coordinate the internal organs, dredge the meridians, circulate qi and blood, and help women lighten their bodies. It has good effects on strengthening the spleen.”

Yin Zheng smiled and said: "Anyway, as summer comes, the number of people who are worried about nasal congestion has greatly reduced. Even if the herbal medicine store does not take back Chun Shuisheng, the sales will not be as good as before. It is better to take advantage of the situation and sell new medicinal teas. . I see that all the women in Shengjing are beautiful, and I think they pay special attention to appearance. This herbal tea will definitely sell well."

"Slimming?" Du Changqing was a little doubtful, "It's not that women's slimming medicinal tea has never been sold in Shengjing Pharmacy, and I haven't heard of any effective results. Miss Lu, I asked you to make a new medicine, how do you do this?" He glanced at the flowers. He picked up the porcelain jar and murmured in a low voice: "It's so fancy, it's not a waste of money."

Yin Zheng said angrily: "Shopkeeper Du, why don't you believe the girl? Those who are willing to buy this 'slim' must have high requirements for beauty. You can't just find a tin can and put it there. Who would want to buy it!"

Just as he was talking, the silk shoe shop next door also opened, and Mrs. Song greeted Yin Zheng inside: "Miss Yin Zheng, Doctor Lu, have you tasted the herring yesterday?"

Yin Zheng ignored the quarrel with Du Changqing and responded with a smile: "I tasted it. It's very fresh. The girl and I both ate a lot. Thank you Mrs. Song."

Sister-in-law Song also laughed, waving her hands while smiling: "They are all from the same street, what kind words can I say?" In a blink of an eye, she saw the porcelain jars stacked on the table at the entrance of Renxin Medical Center, and said in surprise: "Chun Shui Sheng has begun again. Have you sold it? Why does this jar look different from before?"

Yin Zheng replied: "This is not the product of spring water. This is the herbal tea 'Xianxian' newly made by my girl. Women can use this herbal tea to replenish their Qi and slim down their body. After drinking it for many days, their face will look like a peach blossom and their body will be light." She He glanced at Sister-in-law Song and asked casually: "Sister-in-law, why don't you buy two cans and go back and try them?"

Sister-in-law Song touched her face and smiled to herself: "Why did I buy this? I'm a lot of age. I can hold on to my weight. If I really want to lose weight, why don't I have a few more folds to hinder myself? Be fatter. "You should be fatter," she patted her chest, "and be fatter and stronger, otherwise you won't have the strength to work?" After that, she got into the shop and greeted the customers.

Du Changqing stood behind Yin Zheng, watching the conversation between the two with cold eyes, and sneered: "I'll just say it."

Lu Xu lowered his eyes and continued to place the jars on the table and cabinet.

Du Changqing came closer and sincerely suggested: "Doctor Lu, I'm not the one pouring cold water on you. This herbal tea of ​​yours is not as popular as Chun Shuisheng. How about changing it to something else?"

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Du Changqing stared at her for a long time. Lu Zhu remained unmoved. After a while, Du Changqing said angrily: "Stubborn!"

 …

Whether Lu Zong is stubborn or not, the "Xianxian" of Renxin Medical Center has been put up for sale.

It was almost time to turn on the lanterns, and the silk shoe shop opposite was closed. Mrs. Song came out of the shop and went to the temple entrance in the east of the city.

 The fresh fish shop is next to the temple entrance in the east of the city. The business of Dai Ji's butcher shop has always been very good. Butcher Dai Sanlang inherited his father's business and has been selling pork here for more than ten years. His pork is fresh, the price is fair, there is never any shortage, and the meat is well chopped. Women from the neighborhood often buy meat from him.

Sister-in-law Song arrived at the butcher shop. It was almost evening, and there was only a little bone-in minced meat left in the shop. Dai Sanlang was clearing the chopping boards and was about to close the stall.

 Song's wife likes to buy meat at this time. When the stall is about to close, the price is nearly half cheaper than buying it in the morning.

“Sanlang,” Mrs. Song said familiarly, “it’s still the same as before.”

 Dai Sanlang said "Hmm", took the minced meat off the wooden table, and wrapped it in oilcloth.

His brows were furrowed, and his figure was like a bloated hill. Due to the hot summer weather, sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his strained thin shirt with a layer of dampness. At a glance, he looked like a huge sauce-colored Yuanxiao that had just come out of the pot.

“Sanlang,” Mrs. Song couldn’t help but ask, “Have you gained some weight recently?”

 Dai Sanlang did not speak.

"You can't do this," Sister-in-law Song said, "You eat meat all the time and your body will get heavier, so it's not an option. If you want to talk about this," she leaned closer, "when can you get married?"

 Dai Sanlang paused in clearing the chopping board and his face turned a little red.

 Dai Butcher has been interested in Widow Sun from a rice shop on West Street for a long time. However, Widow Sun loves to be pretty. She chooses a man based on his face rather than his money or ability. Dai Sanlang is far from "handsome and brave", so even now he has not been able to catch Widow Sun's eyes, and can only secretly feel sad.

Seeing this honest man's dejected look, Mrs. Song wanted to comfort her, but suddenly her heart moved and she said, "Speaking of which, Dr. Lu from Renxin Medical Center just released a new medicine today, which he said can help people lose weight. .”

Dai Sanlang was stunned: "New medicine?"

"Yes, the herbal tea for nasal congestion that Doctor Lu made earlier is working. Why don't you try it? It's a bit expensive, so it may not be effective." Mrs. Song also said it casually, but she never thought about it. Dai Sanlang really knows how to buy it. First of all, this new medicine is very expensive. A jar costs five taels of silver. Who would buy this just to lose weight? Secondly, I have never heard of any man who loves beauty and beauty.

Sister-in-law Song picked up the remaining meat and left. Dai Sanlang closed the shop and didn't go home immediately as usual. He stood in front of the door and thought for a while, then walked towards West Street.

West Street is not far from the entrance of the temple in the east of the city. The summer days are long and it gets dark later. When Dai Sanlang arrived at Renxin Medical Center, it was almost dark. Except for the lights in front of the shops selling food, most small shops The shops are all closed.

Du Changqing and Acheng were just about to go out when they saw a tall, fat man walking towards them. This man had two bone-cutting knives mixed with oil on his waist, and his face was shaking wildly as he walked, which was quite scary.

Du Changqing was startled. He mustered up the courage to block the door and said, "What are you doing?"

 Dai Sanlang raised his eyes and looked at him. Du Changqing looked at him calmly. After a while, Dai Sanlang looked away and said furtively: "I want to buy medicine."

"Buying medicine? What medicine should I buy?" Du Changqing was confused.

"That's the one..." The fat man seemed a little embarrassed to speak, hesitatingly said: "The one who can slim down and lighten the body..."

 “What is it? Say it louder!”

Lu Zhen walked over from behind Du Changqing, put the oil lamp on the table, and said, "What you want to buy is 'Xianxian', right?"

The light flickered slightly, illuminating Dai Sanlang's face and the large drops of sweat on his forehead due to nervousness. He nodded coyly and whispered "Yeah" in a low voice.

Du Changqing looked at Lu Huo in astonishment.

Lu Yan took out a white porcelain bottle from the medicine cabinet behind him and said, "A bottle costs five taels of silver, and it lasts about half a month. How much do you want?"

The price was not cheap for Dai Sanlang, who made a living by selling pork, but he just swallowed and said, "Buy two bottles first." Lu Yan handed over two bottles of "Xianxian" and said, "Three servings a day. , fry it on time." After a pause, she asked Dai Sanlang again, "Can you read?"

  Dai Sanlang shook his head.

"Then I say, listen. There are taboos when taking medicine. Do not take it at will, otherwise it will not be effective." Lu Zhuo explained the taboos to him in detail, three times in a row, and Dai Sanlang nodded to express that he had remembered it. He didn't like to talk. After buying the medicine, he took the medicine and left.

Du Changqing looked at Dai Sanlang's stocky back and muttered to himself inexplicably: "I really didn't expect that the person who bought your herbal tea was actually a butcher."

He thought that the first guest might be a slender girl with a slim figure, or a beady and elegant lady, but he never expected that he turned out to be a pig butcher.

 Dai Sanlang carefully placed the medicine jar with pink paper on his waist. When it was set against his oily butcher knife, it was really indescribable.

Du Changqing murmured: "Why would a butcher want to be thin?"

Yin Zheng followed his gaze and sneered: "Why not? I only want women to be slim, but I am so tolerant of men. I look at this butcher brother better than most men in Shengjing. At least I understand that my appearance is not good and I know how to save it."

"If you ask me, those men in Shengjing should learn from others and take care of themselves, so that when we women walk on the street, all we see are ugly men with big bellies at a young age, but we still think that we are handsome young men. It’s really off-putting.”

Du Changqing was speechless: "How could you ever hear such nonsense? Of course a man can't just look at his appearance."

"If you don't care about appearance, why does Shopkeeper Du change his clothes and apply perfume all the time?" Yinzheng deliberately tried to discredit him, "Besides, I don't see many talented men on Shengjing Street. They are good-looking and... If you have outstanding knowledge, you must share the same."

"I can't tell you, I won't tell you." Du Changqing turned to Lu Shen, "But Dr. Lu, is your medicine really effective? He won't drink it for a while and he will still act like this. In a rage, he will chop you and me with a knife." ." He added: "Let me say it first, I can't beat him."

Lu Yan lowered his eyes: "As long as he wants it, he can get what he wants."

"What's the meaning?"

Lu Zhen didn't speak. After a while, she spoke: "It's very effective for him."

 …

The days always go by quickly.

 When you climb high in midsummer, Shunyang is at the top, and the fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Every shop on West Street hung fresh mugwort and calamus on the wall to ward off evil spirits. Mr. Song's wife bought realgar wine, and Song's sister picked rice dumpling leaves and planned to celebrate the festival together at home.

Song Xiaomei called Sister Song in the kitchen: "Mom, there is no bacon at home."

Sister-in-law Song responded loudly and said, "Just leave it, I'll go out and buy it."

Bacon meat is also put in the rice dumplings, but Dai Sanlang, the pork seller, went back to his hometown a month ago. He said that his mother occasionally caught a cold and went home to take care of her illness, so Mrs. Song could only buy meat from other butcher shops, buying and selling. I always feel that it is not as good as Dai Ji’s pork. It's getting dark early today, so I thought I'd go and see if Dai Kee was open.

As soon as I went out, a woman carrying a bamboo basket came towards me.

This woman is about thirty years old. She wears an aqua-green embroidered gold-blue satin collared gown, and a snow-white pleated skirt underneath. She combs her hair like a woman, has a fair complexion, and has two gold pendants dangling slightly from her ears. Beautiful, but quite charming.

Sister-in-law Song stopped and shouted, "Sister Sun!"

 This woman is Widow Sun.

This Widow Sun is also a strange person. She was originally the daughter of the owner of a rice shop on West Street. When she was eighteen, she married a small official in Shengjing. Unexpectedly, her husband died of illness a few years later. Before his death, her husband doted on her in every possible way. Her name was written on all the deeds in the farm and shop. Her husband's parents-in-law were no longer there, leaving behind several houses and several boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

 Widow Sun returned to West Street with the money left by her husband and her little daughter. She had money and was not a bad person, so many people came to her in recent years. However, she sent all the matchmakers she sent back. The reason was that Widow Sun didn't care about money or talent, but only liked handsome men.

　　A matchmaker came to visit, and Widow Sun also invited people to sit down and have tea. She turned around and said, "Nothing else is needed, as long as the people are in good order."

 The characters are neat and tidy, which sounds simple, but people's perspectives are very different. The word "Qi neat" in the mouth of Widow Sun is probably far from the "Qi neat" in the eyes of the matchmaker. In the eyes of a matchmaker, "Qi Zheng" is probably a man with eyes and a nose, but Widow Sun obviously doesn't think so. So several years passed, and not a single one caught my eye.

Speaking of those young people who are only here to make a living, she thinks they are too rosy and have a childlike air. If she found someone who was older and looked reliable at first glance, she would say that they looked a bit rough and didn't even wear a sachet, so they were not good enough for her at first glance.

 A few years ago, Widow Sun also fell in love with Du Changqing, but Du Changqing refused to be her son-in-law and politely declined, so the marriage was abandoned.

“Sister Sun got up so early.” Mrs. Song greeted her warmly.

 Widow Sun smiled and nodded to Mrs. Song, moved her Dankou-coated fingers forward slightly, and said in a delicate voice: "Buy some meat-wrapped rice dumplings."

Sister-in-law Song shook her head and said, no wonder Widow Sun coaxed her husband, who died early, to write her name on all the land deeds, let alone men. As soon as she heard this delicate voice, she, a woman, could not bear it. Half of the bones were crispy.

Sister-in-law Song looked at Widow Sun's carefully matched dress, and thought about Dai Sanlang's bloated body that smelled of oil. She couldn't help but think to herself that although Dai Sanlang was a good man, there were indeed some toads that he wanted to eat. The swan is meat.

The two of them walked together to the temple entrance in the east of the city. Mrs. Song was a warm-hearted person with a quick tongue. She made Widow Sun laugh so hard along the way. When they reached the temple entrance, they saw Mrs. Song approaching the alley from a distance. The door of the small shop at the entrance was wide open, and someone was standing inside chopping bones.

“Hey, Sanlang is back.” Sister-in-law Song was delighted when she saw this. Dai Sanlang was back and she could finally buy good pork today. She thought of Widow Sun next to her again, and hurriedly poked the other person's arm, and asked: "Why don't you buy some too? He gives you more meat than us every time."

 “Yuck! What nonsense are you talking about?” Widow Sun pushed Mrs. Song and said angrily, “Don’t bully others for their kindness.”

Sister-in-law Song nodded: "Sanlang is indeed kind and a good person."

"It's just a little rough." Widow Sun sighed.

“That’s true,” Sister-in-law Song agreed, “If he looks better...hey, isn’t this Sanlang?”

　　At this time, we were near the door of Dai Ji. It was early in the morning. The sun rose early in summer. In the middle of the morning, there was a strange man standing in front of the desk.

This man is tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. Because of the hot weather, he only wears a white cloth coat, exposing his wheat-colored skin. But seeing that the exposed arms were strong and strong, and looking up, this man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight facial features, and a slightly tough outline. He was not as handsome as those young masters, but he had a wild and rough look.

He waved the long bone-cutting knife in his hand, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, down his neck and into the collar of his coat. It was moist and shiny, and inexplicably made people feel like a mist-colored fire was rising in their hearts.

Sister-in-law Song stared at this person and felt that the summer heat was really intense. Otherwise, how could she feel that her face and heart were burning at this moment even though she was wearing a cool shirt?

 Widow Sun stared at the man for a long time. It wasn't until the man's bone-cutting knife stopped and he looked this way that Widow Sun came back to her senses.

The sun was silent, and early cicadas were chirping in the distance. Widow Sun paused. Shi Shiran picked up a strand of long hair hanging down by her ears, tucked it behind her ears, and walked towards the man in a graceful manner until she was right in front of him. , she raised her head, smiled at the other person and asked: "This handsome young man looks very nice. I have never seen you here before. Who are you from Brother Dai's family?"

"I..." The man didn't seem to expect that Widow Sun would take the initiative to talk to him. He was a little dazed for a moment, staring straight at the other person's face without speaking, as if he was stunned.

Widow Sun felt proud. She saw that this man's face was getting redder and redder, like a cooked red shrimp. If he continued teasing him, he would probably run away. Then she couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm looking at you and Dai." There are some similarities between the eldest brother's features and eyes. Are you related to him? Are you brothers or nephews? Why haven't you heard him mention you before? "

The man's face turned even redder. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said: "...Miss Sun, I am Dai Sanlang."

The smile on the pretty widow's face froze.

Sister-in-law Song’s high-pitched voice echoed throughout the east temple entrance of the city.

 “Dai Sanlang? Are you Dai Sanlang?!”

   Butcher Explosive Modified Man\(≧▽≦)/

 (End of this chapter)