The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 218 Authentication
Yuanyuan looked up at her with her little face and said, "I want a bunny."

"Okay, let's buy the best-looking rabbit god that day, and our little one can paint it himself."

Yuanyuan tilted her little head and said, "Daddy...draw!"

“Sure, let your dad draw it.” Shang Wan readily agreed, since she wasn’t the one doing the work anyway.

Lu Chengjing, who was engrossed in keeping accounts behind the counter, suddenly sneezed. Qiao Yu'an glanced at him sideways and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Lu Chengjing shook his head, put down his brush, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Qiao Yu'an: "I heard that the Lu family sent someone to look for you before they left?"

Lu Chengjing raised his eyelids to look at him, "Say what you want to say."

"It is said that Physician Wang is highly regarded by His Majesty," Qiao Yu'an tapped the counter, leaned closer, and lowered his voice, "The Wang and Lu families are related by marriage. If you want to enter officialdom, the Wang family is a shortcut."

Lu Chengjing: "Have you forgotten why the Lu family went to the capital to seek refuge with the Wang family?"

He forced the Lu family to leave their hometown, and even for Madam Lu's sake, that Physician Wang wouldn't like him.

Why should he go out of his way to annoy others?

"I knew you had this temper," Qiao Yu'an muttered, then sighed. "You're better at studying than me, you should understand what it means to be alone."

A family is not just about blood relatives; if a family is strong, the assistance it provides is beyond imagination.

Lu Chengjing neither confirmed nor denied this, his expression remaining unchanged.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu'an didn't continue to persuade him, as it would be a waste of breath. She told Lu Chengjing and then joined the queue to buy Yu Rong San.

Since he was already there, he bought two boxes for Weiwei to take back with her.

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The Lingyao Pavilion was bustling for more than an hour before the number of guests gradually decreased.

Everyone who came out of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion was carrying a paper bag, their haul full.

A carriage stopped at the entrance of the Lingyao Pavilion, and Shi Tou, who was temporarily acting as a shop assistant, went out to greet it.

The blue curtain was lifted, and an elderly man with gray hair and a white beard walked out.

Shi Tou's eyes lit up. Wasn't this Dr. Sun from Gu'an Hall?

"Please take your time, sir." Stone reached out to help the old man down from the carriage and led him inside.

Doctor Sun stopped at the entrance of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, looked up at the three gilded characters on the plaque, stroked his beard, and said, "This must be Lu boy's handwriting, right?"

Shi Tou replied with a smile, "It was written by my brother-in-law, and many guests have said it's good."

Dr. Sun nodded and stepped inside.

Lu Chengjing spotted the old gentleman at a glance and quickly came out from behind the counter to greet him.

Dr. Sun looked around the shop and pointed at the glass medicine cabinet with his finger. "Not bad, it's easy to see what's inside. Was this your idea or your wife's?"

"It was my wife's idea," Lu Chengjing said with a smile, feeling proud. "All the decorations in the shop are my wife's doing."

Since Shang Wan started selling medicinal herbs at Gu'an Hall, she has had many interactions with Dr. Sun, who has a very good impression of her.

He pointed at Lu Chengjing and said, "You're a lucky guy."

Lu Chengjing nodded. To have won his wife's favor was the greatest blessing of his life.

Even if the reason for the disdain was his face.

Lu Chengjing led Dr. Sun on a tour of the shop, introducing the medicines that Dr. Sun was interested in. Only after they were almost done did he ask the old man the purpose of his visit.

"Naturally, I've come to buy medicine." Dr. Sun stroked his white beard, strolled to a wall of medicine cabinets, reached out and opened the drawer in front of him, grabbing a small handful of medicine to look at.

Yuan Musheng looked at Lu Chengjing, silently asking whether to stop them. Lu Chengjing shook his head slightly and walked over to stay at a distance.

If Dr. Sun asked, he would answer; if not, he would just stay and watch.

Dr. Sun randomly selects which drawer to pull out. He beckons Lu Chengjing to bring out some of the drawers on top, since he can't reach them.

Lu Chengjing climbed up the ladder, and the old man and the young man worked together, almost like an inspection, checking the entire medicine cabinet.

"Not bad, not bad." Doctor Sun smiled and put the astragalus back in the drawer, clearly satisfied with the results of the spot check.

The idle Rong Niangzi chimed in, "Of course! I'm not bragging, but the quality of the medicinal herbs in our Lingyao Pavilion is absolutely top-notch."

She gave a thumbs-up.

"My sister-in-law and Brother Lu worked day and night for many days to prepare these medicines, and they all lost weight."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Sun sized up Lu Chengjing several times, his white beard twitched, and he uttered two words, "You've gained weight."

Lady Rong: "..."

Lu Chengjing coughed lightly. He had gone to great lengths to gain weight, so he deserved to be fat.

Actually, Lu Chengjing's body is still thinner than the average person, but it's much better than before.

Dr. Sun gestured with his chin toward Lu Chengjing, "Hand."

Lu Chengjing grabbed the wide sleeve that revealed his fair wrist and handed it over.

Doctor Sun took Lu Chengjing's pulse, stroked his white beard, and looked him over again and again. "There are no signs of premature death due to deficiency. On the contrary, your qi and blood are full and there is almost no stagnation. What kind of magic pill did you take?"

Lu Chengjing withdrew his hand. "Old sir, you are joking. It is not a panacea, but just some medicinal food."

Food therapy is worse than medicine, and medicinal cuisine lies somewhere in between. Dr. Sun asked curiously, "What kind of medicinal cuisine?"

Lu Chengjing could make up stories off the top of his head.

"By chance, my wife obtained a medicinal cuisine recipe book from a wandering Taoist priest. Unlike ordinary medicinal cuisine, it looks like some home-style dishes, but the ingredients are quite particular."

Lu Chengjing didn't elaborate on the specifics, and Doctor Sun didn't press further. Instead, he said, "From now on, my Gu'an Hall will order its medicinal herbs from Lingyao Pavilion. I'll send someone with the order form this afternoon. Please deliver the herbs to Gu'an Hall according to the instructions on the form."

Lu Chengjing was pleasantly surprised.

Dr. Sun's medical skills are widely recognized. Even he specifically requests to buy medicine from Lingyao Pavilion, which shows that Lingyao Pavilion's medicine is good. This kind of publicity is more effective than ten nursery rhymes.

After the words were already out of his mouth, Dr. Sun remembered his employer's instructions and quickly added, "How much does the medicine cost?"

Lu Chengjing suppressed a laugh, "This way, sir. Let's go to the backyard to discuss this in detail."

Dr. Sun nodded and followed Lu Chengjing to the backyard.

As soon as he left, the other customers in the shop went wild.

"The nursery rhyme is absolutely true. Even Mr. Sun personally came to order medicinal herbs. The herbs from Lingyao Pavilion must be of high quality."

"Not necessarily. I think the accountant and the old gentleman know each other. Maybe he's just here to show his support."

"I must say something fair. The old doctor has practiced medicine for most of his life and he can't stand the idea of ​​inferior medicine being passed off as superior. If someone dares to use inferior medicinal materials to fool people, the old doctor's straightforward temper will flare up on the spot. He just looked through so many drawers, and no one said a bad word about them."

The atmosphere-building team seized the opportunity to guide the conversation, saying, "The quality of medicinal herbs varies. Who knows if the next batch of herbs will be as good as today's? Smart people have already started buying herbs."

Someone said, "I remember all medicines are half price today, right?"

The group exchanged glances and rushed toward the medicine cabinet.

The arrival of Dr. Sun sparked another wave of buying frenzy at the store.

Aunt Zhou and the others were all smiles. The more medicinal herbs they sold, the less they had left over, so they would have work to do and wouldn't have to worry about making money.