Chapter 695: I haven't done it, I don't know that I can't do it

  Chapter 695 I haven’t done it, I don’t know that I can’t do it

  Zhang Yue also drank some wine, and the cold wind at night blew before he came back to his senses.

  Du Heng was very sensible, he didn't drink too much alcohol and was very sober.

  Chu Heng sent the two of them to the door.

   Together with Du Heng, help Dean Zhang into the car.

   "Teacher, I will send you back in a while, you can just rest at ease." Chu Heng opened the curtain of the car and whispered.

   Zhang Yue thought that he drank alcohol, so it was inevitable that he would lose his concentration. In addition, he basically didn't drink alcohol on weekdays, so he was a little tired at the moment.

  Chu Heng nodded, and sent Du Heng to the carriage again. Du Heng brought the driver with him, so naturally he didn't have to drive the carriage himself.

   "Ah Heng, when you get the fungus out, remember to send some to my house. My dad will definitely like it. I will put it in the shop for you when the time comes, and you can sell it if you want to promote it."

   "Don't take all of you to Xie's house." Du Heng said in a jealous tone on purpose.

  Chu Heng glanced at him: "Speak well."

   "Ahem, Boss, please take care of my little brother's business."

   "Doesn't your family have a caravan, it will definitely be used." Chu Heng said.

  Chu Heng also has a caravan under his name, but his business is mainly going to the north, and he can earn more by transporting things from the south of the Yangtze River. After all, there are no poor people under the feet of the emperor.

  The Du family's caravan mainly went south, and even did business with those foreigners.

   There is no conflict between the two, the routes are also different, and they can cooperate.

   "That's good." Du Heng was relieved, and when he was about to put down the car curtain, he saw the apple girl standing with the young doctor at the door in the yard. She didn't know what to say, and she seemed in a good mood.

  He squinted his eyes and couldn't help asking curiously: "Boss, is that doctor yours?"

   "He." Seeing that it was Lu Sangqi, Chu Heng casually said, "That's right."

   "Oh, okay." Du Heng didn't stay long, put down the curtain, Chu Heng took a step back, and the coachman whipped his whip, and slowly drove the carriage away.

  Here, in the courtyard, Chu Cai and his wife are also preparing to take their children back.

  Because there are not many pots and chopsticks for eating, and there are servants in the old house to serve, so they don't need them to wash the dishes.

  Chu Heng turned around and entered the yard, and glanced at Lu Sangqi.

  Lu Sangqi lazily leaned against the door and explained: "It's not your wife yet, call me to explain why fresh fungus is poisonous, but dried ones are not."

  Chu Heng narrowed his eyes: "Then do you know why?"

   "Of course!" Lu Sangqi couldn't bear being belittled by him, "Although I didn't understand it at first, I figured it out after your daughter-in-law reminded me a few words."

   "By the way, do you have other medical books in your family? Why does your wife know more than I do?" Lu Sangqi looked at him suspiciously.

   Said proudly again: "If you are willing to give me the medical book, I promise to stay with you for two more years."

  Chu Heng looked at him with a half-smile.

  Lu Sangqi felt guilty for a moment, and held out three fingers hesitantly: "Then, three years! No more."

   "My daughter-in-law is so powerful, what do I want you to do." Chu Heng replied lightly, and then walked in.

   It took Lu Sangqi a while to realize that he was rejected.

He snorted softly, turned his head arrogantly, stopped talking, but wondered in his heart, how can he see more medical books, Chu Heng is very capable, especially to find these precious materials, and even sent people to inquire and collect them directly .

   He really succeeded in doing it, and he was somewhat admirable in his heart.

   Does the Lu family have no money? That is definitely impossible, but I have never done the act of gathering the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. I only said it was difficult, but I never tried it, and I didn't know it was really impossible.

  (end of this chapter)