After saying that, Zhao Ce asked hesitantly again: "Doctor, how much money would it cost to treat this leg?"

Doctor Song smiled and said, "This treatment is not cheap."

"This is an old disease, so the money you need to spend is naturally more than ordinary diseases."

Doctor Song made a rough calculation with them.

It costs about fifty or sixty taels of silver inside and out!

When Su Caier heard this, she suddenly felt pain.

My husband spent a penny to marry her.

She had never done anything for her family, but she had to spend fifty or sixty taels to treat her legs.

She pursed her lips and suddenly felt a little sorry for her husband.

However, Zhao Ce's face was obviously relaxed.

It is also a good deal to cure the girl's legs for fifty or sixty taels.

But their money is indeed not enough now.

It costs a lot of money to open a shop, and the house is still under construction.

This is waiting to use money everywhere.

If you want to treat the little girl, you must hurry up and open the shop and make money!

After Zhao Ce and Doctor Song thanked him, they paid another silver coupon.

Then he took Su Caier out.

Su Caier whispered: "Husband, I did nothing and just spent a penny..."

She wanted to say, don't treat it.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about money."

"After the shop is opened, we will go and see the legs when we have enough money."

After hearing this, Su Caier felt a little relieved.

She felt that my husband was so nice to her!

How could an ordinary wife, how could her husband be willing to spend so much money to treat her an optional leg?

Only her husband is so good...

Thinking of this, Su Caier felt her eyes hot.

"Husband..."

Su Caier shouted softly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Ce lowered his head and looked at the little girl next to him.

I only found that the corners of her eyes were shining.

"It's so kind of you!"

Zhao Ce took his thumb and gently wiped the corner of the girl's eyes.

The eyelashes that were like small fan-like trembled subconsciously.

"Little crybag, this is on the street."

Although there are not many people at the entrance of the clinic, there are still many people coming and going.

Su Caier lowered her head shyly.

"No one crying."

Zhao Ce smiled, pulled her little hand up, and prepared to get the customized tools.

As soon as the two of them walked to the street, they saw many people heading towards the city gate.

While walking, he said, "Young Master Zhao has arrived at the city gate. I heard that he is going to prepare to deliver porridge."

"Let's go faster, let's tell us to admire the beauty Zhao's face!"

"Hehe, you have to go faster!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ce stopped to go to the carpenter's shop.

Su Caier looked at him for some unknown reason.

Zhao Ce turned around and said, "Let's go, watch the fun first!"

The two walked for a while before they arrived at the city gate.

Because the disaster has almost subsided, there are basically no victims left here.

However, compared to the remaining few victims, there were more people coming out of the city to watch jokes.

"I heard from others that Mr. Zhao is going to come here to dress up porridge today in the little lady's clothes. I don't know if it's true or false?"

"I heard that he has come, why don't you see anyone? Could it be that I dare not?"

"Forget it, wait, maybe you're dressing up!"

The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter.

Today happens to be the day when the academy is getting a rest.

Those scholars who didn't have to go to school almost all came out and all ran over to watch the fun.

Everyone talked in a slight manner, with obvious excitement on their faces.

When Zhao Ce pulled Su Caier to the city gate, he saw such a scene of people surging.

Su Caier looked at the crowd curiously.

But she was not tall enough to see nothing.

Fortunately, Zhao Ce could see that the porridge was already placed in the porridge shed, and some servants from the Zhao family stood inside.

But most of these people have a look of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh on their faces.

It's so hard to hold it in at first glance.

Mr. Zhao hasn't appeared yet, but the people watching the fun here are already full of people.

"Husband, is Mr. Zhao going to dress up in the little lady's clothes? Is Mr. Zhao going to give porridge here?"

Su Caier took Lahujun's hand and whispered to the husband who lowered his head.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Not bad."

I looked around and looked around.

Zhao Ce took Su Caier through the crowd and came to a place farther away but with a better view.

Although Su Caier couldn't see clearly, she could barely see it.

"Here, come!"

The crowd suddenly caused a sensation.

Amid the cheers of everyone, a figure in a woman's hair bun and wearing a woman's dress slowly walked over from behind the porridge shed.

The man was holding a fan in his hand, blocking his face.

"Beauty Zhao, don't block your face!"

"That's right, let's look at your beauty and take a sip of the porridge given by the great beauty. I guess the taste will make people fascinated!"

The one who made the most noise was Mr. Zhao's classmates.

Mr. Zhao heard the loudest sound of cheering students in the past when he was praised by his classmates.

He couldn't help but take off the fan that blocked his face, and his face turned black into the bottom of the pot.

"Shut up!"

Mr. Zhao, holding the spoon, couldn't help it anymore as he listened to everyone's laughter.

He shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

"I will not give you porridge if I laugh anymore!"

After a roar, the scene was indeed silent for a moment.

Just soon.

"Puff~"

The thunderous laughter sounded at the same time.

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, someone in the crowd quickly said, "Don't, Damei Zhao, we were wrong."

"Put us porridge, give us porridge!"
To be continued...