Wang Xiaohua let go of her mother and ran excitedly into the shop, "Dad, Dad, look at my face! Is it better?"
Shopkeeper Wang took a closer look and saw that the swelling had indeed decreased significantly. "Wow, thank goodness! Anzhi Hall's medicine is really effective!" he exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention in the shop.
Old Gu all know that Shopkeeper Wang's daughter has facial acne, which she has been trying to cure for two years without success.
Because of this, the arranged marriage was cancelled. Today, I saw that her face was completely free of pimples, and her skin had become fair and beautiful.
Just as they were about to ask what kind of ointment was used, they saw Wang Xiaohua rush into the Anzhi Hall.
Her gaze swept around the shop, found Meng Anzhi, picked her up, and excitedly spun her around the room.
Meng Anzhi screamed in fright, "Sister Xiaohua... put me down quickly, I'm dizzy."
Wang Xiaohua was almost overjoyed; her eyes sparkled. " Anzhi, look, isn't my face better?"
After Meng Anzhi steadied herself, she carefully examined her face. The small pimples that were there yesterday had completely disappeared today.
She quickly pulled Wang Xiaohua to the table and took her pulse!
A moment later, he called out, "Auntie, can you take a look for me?"
After her follow-up visit, Jin Shanyao glanced at the prescription written by Meng Anzhi.
He laughed and said, "No problem, go get the medicine."
Wang Xiaohua grinned, looking at Jin Shanyao shyly, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Jin... Don't worry, I'll be standing at the shop entrance today."
No, I'll stand in the street and let everyone in the city know that Anzhi Hall's medical skills are superb."
Jin Shanyao, her eyes sparkling, "Then I'll trouble Miss Wang..."
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work..." Wang Xiaohua carried the medicine bag and left the shop, looking back every few steps.
Meng Anzhi was delighted and looked expectantly at Jin Shanyao, but was somewhat disappointed when her aunt did not praise her.
"Auntie, I'd like to make two more bottles of ointment to give to Sister Xiaohua."
Jin Shanyao softly, "Tell Qing He we don't need to cook for us. I'll take you out to celebrate."
Meng Anzhi instantly beamed with joy, and modestly said, "There's nothing to celebrate..."
"Then you're not going?"
"Go, go, go... I'll tell Qing He right now," Meng Anzhi rushed to the backyard, and when she came out, her aunt had already closed the shop door.
"Auntie, aren't we waiting for Anci to come back?"
Jin Shanyao smiled mysteriously, "Let's go shopping first, and after Anci finishes school, we'll go to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion to eat crab roe pomegranate buns together."
"Ahhh... Auntie, you're so kind..." Meng Anzhi hugged Jin Shanyao.
The crab roe pomegranate bun is made with expensive ingredients and requires complicated preparation. Meng Anzhi only ate it once and couldn't bear to order it again.
Jin Shanyao and Meng Anzhi first went to drink a bowl of sweet soup, then bought a Guihua cake and half a bag of roasted chestnuts. They strolled around until evening before picking up Meng Anci from school.
Green Mountain Academy.
When Meng Anci out, he didn't see his own oxcart. Just as he was wondering why it was late today, he saw his aunt and sister standing not far away. Meng Anzhi was holding two candy pictures in her hand.
Meng Anci, her small body weaving through the crowd, rushed over like a gust of wind, "Auntie, Sister, what brings you here?"
Jin Shanyao and said, " Anzhi had a patient whom no one in the entire city could cure, but she cured him."
Meng Anci's eyes widened, her expression exaggerated, "Sister... how are you so amazing? You're the pride of the Meng Household!"
Meng Anzhi's cheeks flushed slightly as she stuffed the candy into his mouth, saying, "You eat yours."
Meng Anci chuckled, took Meng Anzhi's hand and walked back, muttering to himself, "What should we eat tonight? Should we celebrate?"
No one noticed Zhao Yushan standing behind the stone gate, staring enviously at Meng Anci, and pouting disdainfully, "The sugar painting is bitter and doesn't taste good at all."
Jin Shanyao, with her two children, sat in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and waved her hand, "Waiter, three orders of crab roe pomegranate buns."
Meng Anci, "Oh my god, crab roe pomegranate buns! I'm only getting this thanks to my sister!"
Meng Anzhi was amused by his exaggerated expression and giggled. She said to the waiter, "Give me a sweet and sour fish, stir-fried mushrooms, and a steamed egg..."
Meng Anci chuckled, "My sister really dotes on me; she only orders what I like to eat."
A quarter of an hour later, the waiter brought over the crab roe and pomegranate buns. "Is there some good news?"
Meng Anci proudly raised his little face, "My sister cured a difficult disease today... and specially treated me to sweet and sour fish." Before he could finish speaking, Meng Anzhi pushed him.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Meng Anci glared, "What... can't we praise someone for being outstanding??"
The waiter laughed heartily at his words, "Congratulations, Miss Meng!"
Meng Anzhi nodded in return, her ears slightly flushed. The food was served, and everyone waited for Meng Anzhi to take the first crab roe pomegranate bun. Meng Anzhi was a little embarrassed.
"Auntie, for..."
She placed the crab roe pomegranate bun into the Jin Shanyao bowl, only to see her aunt take away her bowl and place the crab roe pomegranate bun in front of her.
"Today Anzhi is the biggest... Anzhi takes the first bite."
Meng Anci solemnly replied, "Yes, if my sister doesn't eat, I won't eat either."
Meng Anzhi chuckled and took a bite of the crab roe pomegranate bun in front of the two of them. It was fresh, fragrant, and juicy... and seemed even tastier than before.
Wang Xiaohua is a down-to-earth person. Ever since her face was healed, she has been wandering around the shop.
She tells everyone that her face was cured by Doctor Meng Anzhi Hall. Shopkeeper Wang has chased her away several times, telling her not to disturb the customers, but she not only ignores him but also becomes more aggressive.
She promoted her services to every place she visited, from neighbors and clinics to pharmacies and silk shops, especially clinics, which she visited most frequently.
As a result, Anzhi Hall's business boomed.
After seeing off the last patient, Meng Anzhi and Jin Shanyao started grinding medicinal herbs together. These days, everyone was coming to see her and buy ointments. She had to get up before dawn to work, and her little hands were almost raw from rubbing them.
Jin Shanyao held the small millstone, grinding the medicinal herbs into powder in circles. "Have you ever thought about improving the ointment and turning it into a face cream to sell to more people?"
Meng Anzhi's hand, which was pounding medicine, suddenly stopped. "Isn't this the business of a rouge shop?"
Her mind was completely focused on healing and saving lives; she never even considered the possibility of a facial cream.
"The Jin Shanyao," she says. "Business has no fixed ownership. You can entrust the ointment formula to Qin Baitang for production, or you can hire people to handle the sales yourself."
The wealth you can create on your own is limited. You need to learn to utilize people and leverage the labor of others to create wealth for yourself. This is the only way to quickly accumulate wealth and achieve your goals.
Meng Anzhi nodded thoughtfully.
My aunt is right; you can't go far on your own.
She immediately agreed, "Once the Second Estate is built, I'll hire people to make the ointment, and then I'll put it directly in the shop to sell."
Jin Shanyao and said, "Alright, from now on, just tell your aunt what medicinal herbs you need, and your aunt will help you plant more."
With her aunt's support, Meng Anzhi instantly felt more confident.