In the Fanji store, Fan Xiu'an, who was originally in the accounting, immediately put down the account book after receiving the report from the client and went to the lobby of the warehouse to welcome guests. When he saw Gao Jin, he couldn't help but smile when he thought of Wei Laizi who had left the city during the sun.

"Brother Fan, please forgive me if you take the opportunity to come here!"

"Brother Gao, what else can you and my family have to do with each other!"

After Liu Zhiyuan's incident, Fan Xiu'an and Gao Jin became much closer, and the two had a tacit understanding.

When she welcomed someone into the study, Fan Xiu'an did not avoid Gao Jin and pointed to the accounts on the table and said, "I'm not hiding it from Brother Gao, that's a bastard here for a few years, leaving me with a lot of confusing accounts."

Gao Jin picked up a book and was slightly surprised because the number symbols used to calculate in the paper held inside looked familiar, and the ink on it had just dried out, which was obviously from Fan Xiu'an.

"Brother Gao also knows this Tianfang number?"

Seeing Gao Jin's expression on his face, Fan Xiu'an was sure that although Gao Jin was a martial artist, he probably understood those numbers.

"Tianfang number!"

Gao Jin whispered to himself, and then realized that the number of Tianfang was probably Arabic, but it was completely different from the modern Arabic numerals he was familiar with and the ancient Arabic numerals used by Fan Xiu'an at present. It just looked a little similar. No wonder he felt so familiar.

"I do recognize it, but it's a bit different from what Brother Fan uses."

Gao Jin did not deny that he has been teaching his friends and servants to read and recognize numerals these days. The characters are simplified characters and the numbers are Arabic numerals. Now everyone can recognize three or five hundred characters commonly used by them. He has learned all Arabic numerals. Now he is memorizing the table of multiplication of nine or nine.

"Oh, what's the difference?"

Fan Xiu'an became interested. Few people know about the numbers in this heaven, but what they generally know are those who are as good at math as him. They are mainly used to facilitate calculations and can also be used to record private accounts to prevent being spyed. Usually, the shopkeepers of the big merchants are proficient in several sets of numbers, just like himself. In addition to the numbers in this heaven, there are also calculation sheets, hexagrams, Suzhou codes, etc.

It is rare to meet someone who can discuss mathematics, and Gao Jin was also interested. Speaking of which, many of the ancient Arabic numerals were written like ghost drawing talismans. He took a pen on a piece of paper, and Gao Jin wrote down numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 0.

Listening to what Gao Jin said, Fan Xiu'an wrote the Arabic numerals at this time under these numbers. It was indeed a bit similar, but in Fan Xiu'an's view, each of the numbers written by Gao Jin was more recognizable, which was obviously much more clever than what he used.

"Where does this number come from Brother Gao?"

Fan Xiu'an couldn't help but wonder that Suidezhou is a dry wharf, and he could see some Hu Shangshe who were in the middle of the river and even in the west. The number of heavenly square has existed in ancient times, but he had never seen the number of heavenly square in Gao Jin.

"This number was passed down by my father, and I don't know the origin."

"I see."

Fan Xiu'an did not ask any more. He had learned this set of numbers anyway, so it was not important to have the origin. At this time, the water in the iron kettle was boiling on the small red mud stove in the room. Fan Xiu'an personally picked up the kettle to make tea for Gao Jin.

The account book on the table was packed and put aside. Gao Jin drank the purple bamboo tea. It tasted very good. It was no shame that it was the tribute tea that was selected for the Ming Dynasty since its founding.

"Brother Fan, I came here this time to ask you to help me find a doctor with excellent medical skills. It would be best if I could leave the city immediately with me."

"This is a bit troublesome, but since Brother Gao spoke, I will definitely do my best."

Fan Xiu'an frowned, then shouted loudly to Fan Yong, who was serving outside, and explained the matter, "Remember to have good medical skills and strict tone. Brother Gao, what else do you have to give?"

"This matter is a bit difficult to talk about. I still lack a doctor who can stay in the museum in Hekou Fort. If there is no worries in Shenmu County..."

Gao Jin said with some slight conspiracy that border bunkers like Hekou Fort have always lacked medical treatment and medicine. If ordinary people get sick, they either hold on or just happen to meet those doctors in the martial arts world. They take some medicine randomly and leave it to fate. As for going to the clinic for treatment, that is something that only happens in the city.

Nowadays, doctors with excellent medical skills are not bad at all. In poverty-stricken places like Hekou Fort, there is no doctor who wants to go, so even Gao Jin has no choice. He cannot really tie up a few doctors to Hekou Fort.

"Grandmaster, this matter is for the villain."

Fan Yong stayed in Shenmu County for some time. Fan Xiu'an once told him to understand the situation in Shenmu County. He also spent some time. He knew about all walks of life in the county, but one or two people met Gao Jin's requirements.

"If this matter is done, I will thank you very much. In addition, as long as I want to go to my Hekou Fort, I will pay it with a lot of money."

Seeing that Fan Yong was quite sure, Gao Jin couldn't help but be overjoyed. Good medical care was such an important guarantee for the combat effectiveness of the army, but this matter was not something he could solve just by wanting to solve.

"Go, don't let Brother Gao wait for a long time. The expenses are required, and you can go to the account to withdraw them."

Fan Xiu'an was also very satisfied with Fan Yong's performance. He had known Gao Jin for a long time, but it was the first time he saw Gao Jin so concerned about him.

"Brother Gao, is that Wei Laizi dead?"

When Fan Yong left, Fan Xiu'an asked Gao Jin. Bai Ri Wei Laizi summoned his desperate followers from the city to leave the city, but the momentum was quite powerful. At that time, Fan Xiu'an guessed that Wei Laizi would probably go but never return, but he didn't expect Gao Jin to come back so quickly.

"I am not satisfied with Brother Fan. When I come back this time, I will send back a gift to Mr. Liu. But I don't have time to deal with this matter, so I have to trouble Brother Fan."

Looking at the coldness flashing in Gao Jin's eyes as he chuckled, Fan Xiu'an understood that the so-called gift in Gao Jin's mouth was probably not Wei Laizi's head, but how could he refuse to make things difficult for Liu Zhiyuan? "Brother Gao, don't worry, I've agreed to this matter, but I don't know where the gift is. I'll send someone to Liu Qianshi now."

Seeing Fan Xiu'an's expression, Gao Jin knew that Fan Xiu'an was afraid that he would always remember Liu Zhiyuan's account. If he had the chance, Fan Xiu'an would definitely kill Liu Zhiyuan. He immediately smiled and said, "This time I brought the gift."

"That's fine."

Fan Xiu'an couldn't wait at all, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" But he was just a merchant. Besides, this matter is not considered revenge at the moment, it's just a vent.

Gao Jinzi and Fan Xiu'an left the study together. Soon the thug leader in the warehouse took the wooden box with Wei Laizi's head from Yang Dayan and the others. Then after Fan Xiu'an opened a five-liang silver reward, he excitedly took the wooden box to Liu's mansion in the inner city.

"By the way, Brother Fan, this Wei Laizi is dead, but his two subordinates have surrendered to me. I will ask you to take care of me in the future."

"Brother Gao is a good method, this matter is covered by me."

Fan Xiu'an looked at Gao Jin who said this casually, and then laughed out loud. When Wei Laizi died, Shenmu County was probably going to be in chaos. Fan Xiu'an was also a little thoughtful, but he didn't expect Gao Jin to have a good idea, so his thoughts were not worth mentioning.

"Brother Fan, I don't have any information to come forward, so I'll ask you to cover up some things."

After Hou Da and Chen Si took over Wei Laizi's power, they always had to find another backer. Gao Jin didn't want others to know about Hou Da Chen Si's relationship with him, so he had to make a fool of himself. There was no more suitable candidate than Fan Xiu'an.

How smart is Fan Xiu'an? He naturally heard Gao Jin's hint, but he didn't mind at all. Although Wei Laizi's power cannot be on the table, it is of great use and is of great benefit to his Fan Ji business name.

...

In the outer city of Shenmu County, near the inner city, Fan Yong, who was carrying two warehouse thugs in the east of the city, slapped the door panel and woke up half of the street. In the dark, someone peeked at the head and head. The two warehouse thugs lit up their swords and scared the person back.

Not long after, a guy cursed and unloaded the door panel, "Shiko, I took a photo in the middle of the night..."

But after halfway through the scolding, the guy who opened the door saw Fan Yong and the two burly men with swords behind him, he immediately said no and his face turned pale, "Fan, Mr. Fan, I don't know it's you..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and call Dr. Liu, just say I have something important to him!"

Fan Yong ignored the guy who was so scared that he almost slapped him. After entering the door, he sat down in the lobby of Qingyutang and asked the guy to call him Doctor Liu.

This Qingyu Hall is the largest clinic and medicine hall in Shenmu County. The owner was originally an imperial doctor in the palace. After retiring and returning home, he opened this Qingyu Hall. There were several doctors in the hall. The doctor Liu that Fan Yong knew was still the closed disciple of the imperial doctor Hu.

Soon, the Doctor Liu put on a coat and hurried out, "You go down first, I will talk to Mr. Fan."

Under the light, Dr. Liu looked only in his twenties, not old, with a pale face and no beard, and looked like a handsome young man, more like a doctor with great medical skills.

"Doctor Liu, you won't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Is Fan here asking for something?"

"Mr. Fan, you have great kindness to me. If you have anything to do, you may as well say it directly. As the wind can do, you will never refuse."

"Doctor Liu, Fan has a benefactor, who is a household in the border area. He has always been protecting the country and protecting the people. However, there is no medical clinic or pharmacy under his jurisdiction. He asked me to find a doctor with excellent medical skills for him and would like to hire him with a lot of money."

When Liu Suifeng saw Fan Yong speaking seriously and was sincere, he couldn't help but be surprised. When will the households here be able to protect the country and protect the people and take care of the people, his benefactor is afraid that he will be crazy if he gains and loses his heart!

"Doctor Liu, what Fan said is true. If you don't believe it, you can go and view it and then make a decision."

Fan Yong knew Liu Suifeng's situation in Qingyutang. Although he was a closed disciple of Doctor Hu, he was really jealous. Not to mention the other doctors in the museum, even Doctor Hu's sons did not like him, and sooner or later they would be forced to leave.
Chapter completed!