mesbooks Chapter 508 Brother Shen, Very Clear-sighted
Chapter 508 Brother Shen, Very Clear-sighted
Moreover, Shen Zhiqiu also heard from Mr. Chen that this master was also a businessman. He had two sons, and the eldest son was the prodigal son who lost a lot of money.
There is actually a younger son in the family. The owner saw that the big trumpet was broken, so he planned to practice a new small trumpet.
But the youngest son was born prematurely and was in poor health. The doctor said it was a congenital weakness.
He always looks sick and is taken care of very carefully at home. His height and weight are much lower than those of other children of the same month.
Isn't this just adding insult to injury?
Not only was his bowel movement ruined, but the child he had finally waited for in his old age was told by a doctor that he wouldn't live long.
In addition, I have been looking for famous doctors for my younger son in recent months. My eldest son was visited by debt collectors a month ago, so he fell ill and felt much weaker than before.
Just when he recovered from his illness, he was running around trying to sell a few houses to pay off his eldest son's debts.
After all, given the youngest son’s condition, we can’t just ask him to train again. He’s already that old.
It can only be said that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.
Shen Zhiqiu listened and thought, isn't this just calcium deficiency?
Therefore, Shen Zhiqiu did not directly agree to the price his master asked, but instead asked, "Does your child have symptoms such as restless sleep, night sweats, waking up in the middle of the night, anorexia, thinning and yellow hair, etc."
The originally listless owner of the shop suddenly looked up at Shen Zhiqiu: "What do you mean by that?"
Shen Zhiqiu said: "I heard from Brother Chen that your child's symptoms are very similar to rickets. I am not a medical student, but someone in my family is a medical student.
If you don't mind, you can ask your uncle to come and take a look at your child tomorrow."
Of course, even if Shen Zhiqiu guessed what the disease was, he didn't dare to speak nonsense. This was a matter of life and death. If it was really a calcium deficiency, Doctor Guo might be able to tell.
Even Doctor Guo couldn't see it, but his wife could see it.
After all, before Yoyo was born, his wife worked in the hospital in her hometown county, although she was only a nurse.
She didn't go to college like the nurses did later.
But it was very common for children of that era to suffer from calcium deficiency due to insufficient nutrition for pregnant women or children.
As for the owner, after some communication, he also learned that the family's surname was Chang, and that his ancestors had some wealth and they also ran several pastry shops, which was considered a time-honored brand in Shuntian Prefecture.
Shopkeeper Chang was not the kind of person who would believe whatever Shen Zhiqiu said. If he had just told him about his child's symptoms and suggested some secret recipe or something.
He would definitely suspect that the other party was cheating him by selling his storefront at a low price.
But he said he had a doctor at home who could come and take a look, and with Chen Dongjia's guarantee, he had no worries.
Knowing that his youngest son might be saved, Mr. Chang, who had been exhausted physically and mentally recently, suddenly had tears in his eyes. He grabbed Shen Zhiqiu's arm and repeatedly promised that if his youngest son could really be cured, he would sell the shop to him for one thousand taels.
Shen Zhiqiu looked at him and realized that he was also a father. If this happened to his own child... Ugh,
Anyway, he could empathize with the family, so he wanted Uncle Guo and his wife to show the kid around, and it wasn't just because he wanted to buy the house at a cheaper price.
The main thing is that the baby is so young and has only been in this world for a short time. His life has just begun and we can’t waste time.
"Brother Chang, you don't have to do this. If you like the child, just pay the market price."
"Brother, this...?"
"Okay, let's do this for now. It's getting late. I'll bring my family to see your child tomorrow."
After Mr. Chang told Shen Zhiqiu their home address, he said he would prepare the bed for them to come early the next morning.
Shen Zhiqiu and Chen Dongjia also left together. Even after they had walked some distance away, Dongjia was still there, staring blankly at Shen Zhiqiu.
Because Shen Zhiqiu said that if it can be cured, according to the market price.
This gave Mr. Chang some confidence that his son could really be cured. After all, if he really wanted to cheat him, the cheaper the better.
Even if Shen Zhiqiu asked him to transfer the property first and then treat his younger son, he would agree. Even though he knew that there was a high chance of being cheated, he couldn't just give up.
Even if the older son was not very good, he had no intention of ignoring the older one after he had a younger son. After all, he was not so cruel as to watch his own son die.
But it won't work if I don't discipline him anymore. If I really can't discipline him, then I'll just keep him at home.
After making up his mind, Mr. Chang hurried home to tell his wife the good news.
Although the younger son was not born to his wife, she always treated him as her own son.
He also treated the concubine who gave birth to his youngest son well. During the days when he was sick, his wife and the concubine took care of his youngest son every night.
"Hey, brother, if you can really help the Chang family cure their youngest son, it would be a good thing. The Chang family is a good person. Except for the eldest son, the family has been the only son for three generations since childhood. He has been spoiled.
Later, he was deceived and became addicted to gambling. His family was quite good, with a simple family, and they often gave alms to beggars in the city. "
There is no need to think about it, this must be what Chen Dongjia said. Seeing Shen Zhiqiu nodded in agreement,
In order to ease the atmosphere, Chen Dongjia changed the subject again:
"Brother, you have been to the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Revenue. What is it like there? Do you have any news about the north? Are Duke Fu and General Fu really missing?"
Shen Zhiqiu said: "The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works, even the Warehouse Office, cannot be mentioned casually, let's just talk about the Warehouse Office.
The guys who deliver the supplies to our family are carefully selected, and their names must be put on file at the warehouse office, so the news cannot be leaked."
Chen Dongjia slapped his forehead and said immediately, "Yes, yes, I am too trusting. I want to know everything. I won't dare to ask anymore from now on.
Can I ask you something else? When you went to the Ministry of Revenue, what rank were you?"
"I don't know for now. I guess he's just a minor official of the eighth or ninth rank. After all, I, your brother, am only a scholar.
Actually, I am not afraid of you laughing at me, brother. To be honest, I am not interested in the eighth and ninth grades.
If I could shirk it, I really hope that I can always have a wife and children and a warm bed.
Just like you, with some extra money in my pocket, I can lead my family to a comfortable life with good food and drink, that would be great."
After saying this, he was afraid that Chen Dongjia would not believe him and think he was being Versailles, so he patted Chen Dongjia's arm again:
"We ordinary people have the good things about us, we are down-to-earth.
Those big guys also have big guys' troubles.
Take the Fu family for example. They are a family of high status. You know by now that there are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, and three males. Two of them are missing in order to protect us.
The remaining old duke and the eldest princess may not be too worried.
But even if I'm thinking about it, what can I do? I can't go to the desert to look for it myself, right?
And even if you feel sad, you can't show it, because you only eat as much as the size of your bowl of rice.
The job of the Duke's Mansion is too big, so there is more to bear and pay."
Chen Dongjia was speechless at first. How could he be so carefree? Isn't being an official better than being an agricultural and commercial businessman?
Then he laughed again.
Brother Shen is really a very clear-headed person.