Chapter 890 892【I am a miracle doctor】


    In the next few days, Fang Sijin and Zhu Xianshan rode electric scooters around, looking for suitable housing.


    But to be honest, bungalows in Hujiang are already rare and have clear property rights. Those that can be listed and traded are even rarer.


    They ran around for several days, sweating profusely, but they couldn''t find anything suitable.


    Compared with this, other people’s lives are much better.


    Xiang Nan has seen more than a dozen patients in recent days, and received three more business orders from them, which were handed over to Loushanguan, Jiubawu and Zijian respectively.


    ?Compared to the long-term old house business, the three of them have a much easier time doing it. One is buying a property, one is selling a property, and the other is renting a shop, all of which are very easy to do.


    Zhu Shanshan was a little envious when he saw it.


    …


    “Auntie, when did you become a miracle doctor?” Xie Tingfeng asked curiously.


    He has been coming to this store for seven or eight years, and I have never seen him demonstrate his medical skills before. Even in the past few years, when I suffered from insomnia due to great stress, I always asked an experienced Chinese medicine doctor to help me.


    ?Now he has turned into a miracle doctor, and all the people who treat him say he is good. It is really miraculous.


    "I will get a lot of things, why do I have to tell you?" Xiang Nan glanced at him and said.


    “I don’t dare, I don’t dare.” Xie Tingfeng waved his hand quickly, “Auntie, the more you know, the more you can attract customers for the store. I’m happy before it’s too late.”


    “Well, you know, I had trouble with insomnia a few years ago, so I went to see an old Chinese medicine doctor. He thought I was very talented in studying medicine, so he accepted me as a closed disciple.


    In the past few years, I have actually been studying medicine with him. Didn’t he just become a disciple recently? Xiang Nan explained.


    “That’s it, aunt, you are really awesome!” Wang Zijian said with admiration after hearing this.


    "Auntie is really talented. I wish I had your talent. It''s much more efficient to just treat people and write a bill than to drop leaflets under the sun." Lou Shangguan also said with envy.


    ??He distributed flyers under the sun for a month. He was exhausted and sweating profusely, but he might not be able to attract a single customer. Xiang Nan just sat in the store, felt his pulse, said a few words, and easily attracted customers.


    From last month to now, Xiang Nan has received seven orders, and the efficiency is really amazing.


    "This doesn''t happen overnight. You know I''ve only been memorizing "Song of Soup" for a month." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Okay, in short, I will make all my orders for you. My list is also It’s your list. Just complete it.”


    “Thank you, aunt~” everyone said happily after hearing this.


    …


    “I’m so exhausted!” Zhu Xianxian slumped in his seat and said, “Auntie, it’s really hard to find an old bungalow. The house manager and I ran all over Shanghai, but we couldn’t find anything suitable.”


    "Yeah, I didn''t expect that old bungalows are so rare! I''m afraid I can''t find a suitable house." Fang Sijin said sadly.


    After riding an electric bike for a day, she felt like her **** was numb.


    “Why did you give up so quickly? Who told me that day that the old house business was so easy? I didn’t expect it to be so easy?” Xiang Nan walked over and joked with a smile.


    Fang Sijin blushed.


    When she said this, she was really ignorant.


    I just started a business dealing with old houses, and I thought I could settle down. As a result, reality gave her a hard slap in the mouth, which made her look like stars.


    “Okay, come on, let me cheer you two up.” Xiang Nan smiled and then handed a folder to Fang Sijin.


    Fang Sijin took it and opened it. His eyes suddenly lit up and he saw that this was the information of an old bungalow. The location, area, and decoration are all suitable. It''s really, really good.


    "I hate you. You already have a bungalow in your hands. Why do you let me and Shanshan sweep the streets?" She raised her head and scolded Xiang Nan.


    "People like you shouldn''t help. Even if I help you, I won''t get any gratitude." Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at her and said, "Let me tell you, I specifically asked for this apartment, and they took advantage of me." It’s a lot of kindness. Otherwise, do you think you would be able to keep such a nice house?”


    When Fang Sijin heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.


    She is indeed ashamed of Xiang Nan. He had helped her so much, but she conspired with Zhai Yunxiao to kick him out. Come to think of it, it''s really nothing.


    “Master, I’m sorry.” She stood up quickly and said.


    "Okay, I''m just joking." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "Do it carefully, I''m optimistic about you."


    “Yes.” Fang Sijin nodded awkwardly, feeling even more guilty.


    …


    Subsequently, Fang Sijin and Zhu Shanshan called Lin Maogen and asked him to come out to view the bungalow.


    Turning around, the two of them took him to the bungalow recommended by Xiang Nan.


    I saw that the foreign-style house was really good. The location, layout and appearance were very good. Moreover, it was newly renovated and kept as old as ever. It looked very much like the charm of a foreign market in Shili during the Republic of China.


    “Mr. Lin, what do you think of this bungalow?” Fang Sijin asked with a smile.


    “That’s not good.” Lin Maogen sighed and shook his head.


    “Old uncle, why is this? Are there any shortcomings?” Zhu Shanshan asked quickly.


    “The old bungalow I’m looking for must be unique and unique, giving me the feeling of a spiritual home.” Lin Maogen explained, “This house is not even interesting.”


    “The spiritual home you are talking about refers to...” Fang Sijin quickly asked for advice.


    "I am from the countryside. When I was a child, I often came to Shanghai with my father to sell vegetables. I remember one time when I squeezed into the bus with a bamboo basket. People on the bus thought my bamboo basket squeezed them, and they also looked down on me. dress, laugh at my accent.


    Their expressions and words deeply hurt a young man''s self-esteem. I pretended not to hear it and looked out the car window. Through the layers of heads, I suddenly found a small red building with a hemispherical roof, rectangular windows, high gables, and a large terrace, just like a fairy tale.


    ?Through the **** iron gate, I saw the yard full of flowers and lush, towering trees. I seemed to hear the sound of a piano coming from that building.


    It struck me like lightning. I felt that I must have lived here in my previous life. This is my dream spiritual home..."


    When Zhu Shanshan heard what he said, he was completely stunned, "Old uncle, what you said is so good~"


    Fang Sijin took out his notebook and quickly recorded Lin Maogen’s description: hemispherical roof, rectangular windows, high gables, large terrace, black iron door...


    “Mr. Lin, do you still remember which bus you took and which way you took?” She then asked.


    "You little girl, aren''t you embarrassing me? After so many years, I can''t remember it so clearly. Besides, I haven''t taken a bus in more than 30 years." Lin Maogen said with a smile, "Besides, I''ve already told you There are so many tips, it would be a huge disappointment if you can’t find them again.”


    "Okay, don''t worry, I will definitely help you find it." Fang Sijin said quickly.


    "Okay, to be honest, I believe you. I won''t consider other intermediaries. But you must not disappoint me." Lin Maogen emphasized.


    “Definitely, definitely.” Fang Sijin quickly agreed.


    (End of this chapter)