"Master, this is the car, just take it off. [Read the latest chapter.]" Tian Ziyue came over and told Ye Yingfan.

Ye Yingfan nodded and said, "Well, thank you for your hard work, and you can ignore the matter here in the future."

Tian Ziyue said: "It's hard for the master. Not only do you have to make money, but you also have to think about taking care of the poor people."

Ye Yingfan returned to the clinic and looked at it. He was also happy when he saw that there were many patients inside.

Because he announced some regulations, if he could prescribe less medicine, he would be responsible for the patient.

Therefore, the doctors no longer "slaughtered" patients like before, and this also gained recognition from the patients.

Seeing that there were many patients, Ye Yingfan also took ten patients to check the condition and prescribed the prescription. Ye Yingfan also asked the clinic's carriage to take him home.

When he got home, Ye Yingfan practiced the Tai Chi magic skills for a while, and then he refined the elixir in the inner room.

Now he has a lot of good medicinal materials, but if he doesn't refine them, it's a waste of resources.

After refining the pill, it was almost dark.

Pan Jinlian has been guarding the small hall outside. There is a very comfortable Taishi chair in the small hall where people can lie in it and sleep.

And Pan Jinlian is now lying there and is asleep, covering her body with a quilt, which may be caused by Shui Lian.

Shui Lian was also sitting in the corner of the hall. When she saw Ye Yingfan coming out, she whispered: "Master, you can have a meal."

"Okay, I'll go eat later." Ye Yingfan said.

At this time, Pan Jinlian woke up when she heard Ye Yingfan’s speech. “Honey, are you done with your work?”

If Ye Yingfan practices qigong or refines elixirs in it, he will not let others disturb him unless it is an urgent matter of 100,000 yuan.

"Well, madam, if you are hungry, go to have dinner first, don't wait for me." Ye Yingfan said.

But Pan Jinlian shook her head and said, "No, I must wait for my husband."

Ye Yingfan asked Shui Lian to serve the dishes, which was good in such a feudal society.

As long as you want to eat, a servant will bring you food.

There is a table in Ye Yingfan and his friends' small hall, where several people can sit for dinner.

Shui Lian and Jiao Hong came up with the food, and Ye Yingfan and Pan Jinlian started eating with relish.

After eating, Ye Yingfan was about to ask about Pan Jinlian's practice today when Tian Ziyue walked in from outside. "Master, something is wrong."

"Lao Tian, ​​what's going on?" Ye Yingfan asked.

"Just just now, people came to the clinic and said that many people asked us why we didn't send porridge. The clinic explained to them that they had issued a notice in the afternoon and had already handed over the porridge to the yamen to send porridge, asking them to go to the yamen to get porridge." Tian Ziyue said.

Ye Yingfan nodded and said, "Well, when I was in the clinic in the afternoon, I had someone posted a notice, and I still kept saying it outside."

"But the people said that there was no porridge sent in the yamen." Tian Ziyue said.

"No way? Maybe they can't do it all at once, so they should be slower." Ye Yingfan said.

This is a matter of people's livelihood. No matter how magistrate Feng is doing things indiscriminately, he would not dare to do such a thing, right?

Tian Ziyue sighed and said, "Oh, I thought so at first. Later, I rode my horse to check the yamen. I found that at this time, the gate of the yamen was closed and there was no one."

"What? Is County Magistrate Feng crazy?" Ye Yingfan cursed angrily.

Tian Ziyue said: "In the past, County Magistrate Feng was called Feng Bapi by others. As long as he could make money, he would dare to do anything."

Ye Yingfan said: "No, I'm going to the yamen to find County Magistrate Feng now."

Ye Yingfan asked Tian Ziyue and Jiao Hong to stay at home. He came to the yamen in a carriage and found that it was indeed as Tian Ziyue said.

It’s dark now, there is no porridge in the yamen yet, and not even one of their yamen is outside.

Usually, I have to work outside before (15 o'clock), and I have to queue up in front, and I will be given a porridge at 17 o'clock.

But it is already Xu hour (19 o'clock) and there is no porridge yet, so there must be something wrong with it.

There were many sad people sitting outside, and they all sighed, which made Ye Yingfan feel very distressed.

"Nano, I'm hungry." A little girl who was only over three years old cried and hugged an old lady in her sixties.

"Be good, don't cry, Nono holds you, you sleep for a while and you'll have porridge." The old lady coaxed the child.

"Nano, I want to eat delicious brown rice porridge." said the little girl. "I was asleep just now, but I woke up hungry."

Ye Yingfan was about to lose control of his eyes, and his eyes were a little wet.

In the eyes of ordinary people, brown rice porridge cannot be eaten.

But in the eyes of this little girl over three years old, because of her poorness, she also ate brown rice porridge very delicious. What exactly does this hateful County Magistrate Feng want to do?

Ye Yingfan took out ten cents and was about to give it to the little girl, but Lao Tie pulled him. "Master, this is not something to do."

"Why?" Ye Yingfan asked.

"Because there are thousands of people here now, if you give the money to one person, others will ask you for it, and you can't give that much." Old Railway.

Ye Yingfan immediately woke up as soon as he heard this. There were so many people here, including old and young. Not only this little girl, but also many children and elderly people behind her.

When Ye Yingfan just put the money in his arms, someone recognized Ye Yingfan. "That is the master of the martial arts hall, he came to save us."

"Master of the martial arts hall, why don't you give me porridge? Are you no more money?" Someone stood up and walked to Ye Yingfan and asked.

Ye Yingfan explained: "Mr. Feng said that they were responsible for delivering porridge in the afternoon, so I sent them brown rice for them to cook. I was also surprised, why didn't I deliver porridge now?"

"Don't think too much. I heard that the martial arts master is also a person who cheats the world and steals the reputation. He spent hundreds of taels of silver to Manxianglou last night to fight for a prostitute. How could he think of us? In order to become famous, he only acted for two days and stopped doing it in the future." Someone shouted from behind.

Lao Tie was angry when he heard this: "You are talking nonsense. Our master paid for you, and you are still talking sarcastic? If everyone in the county town gives away porridge for two days like my master, you can eat it until next year."

Ye Yingfan frowned secretly, not knowing who was secretly spreading his bad information. It seemed that he would not be able to go to Manxianglou in the future, otherwise he would be bad for his reputation.

Everyone stopped talking, and someone cried and said, "Master of the martial arts hall, think of a solution. It's nothing if we adults are hungry, but the children are almost out of reach. They just ate some porridge this morning, and now they are crying and shouting that they are hungry."

"I'll go to the yamen to ask." Ye Yingfan walked towards the side door of the yamen.

When he got there, the iron door was closed, and Ye Yingfan had to knock on the door hard.

But no matter how Ye Yingfan knocked, no one came to open the door inside.

Seeing this, Ye Yingfan had to shout loudly: "I am Wu Dalang, and I want to ask County Magistrate Feng for some things. If no one comes to open the door again, I will go to the door to beat the drum."
Chapter completed!