Among the many seedling medicines, Dilong Heqi belongs to the rarest category, and now the market is basically artificially cultivated, and the wild ones are on the verge of extinction.

But even so, there are some that are in short supply, and prices are soaring all the way, and ordinary families simply can't afford it.

Old Man Wu took two steps forward with a smile, glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu's upper body, and said in surprise: "Good guy, you have a lot of ability to collect rags." ”

"Is this a fight with the crowd? and a knife?"

After a pause, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes: "Young man, who stitched up this wound for you? ”

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu chuckled noncommittally.

The wounds on his body were all treated by Jiang Xue.

As the granddaughter of Old Man Jiang, even if she does not specialize in medical skills, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and her skills are much higher than that of ordinary surgeons.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Old Man Wu didn't ask any more, and walked out of the door directly, picked up some dry wooden sticks in the corner, and planned to boil the ointment for life.

Because of the demolition here, water and electricity are basically out of work, and the living conditions are very harsh.

However, the situation on Mr. Wu's side is okay, there is an old well dug in his yard a few years ago, so it is very convenient to use water.

However, the gas must not be counted on, and if you want to boil medicine, you can only use firewood.

When Zheng Shaoqiu first came in, he had already found out that Old Man Wu had obviously prepared, the dry firewood was neatly stacked together, and there were some cardboard boxes, even if they were used for the last month, they would not be stretched.

Soon, bursts of unique medicinal fragrance came out, and a flash of surprise flashed in Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes.

He has long been familiar with the taste of Chinese medicine, and basically he can guess what he smells.

In the ointment burned by Old Man Wu, in addition to the rare earth dragon and qi, there are also some very expensive Chinese medicinal materials, such as deer antler velvet, mountain ginseng, etc.

These have a very good effect on the recuperation of trauma and the replenishment of qi and blood.

He smelled the fragrance and sat on the threshold, chatting with Old Man Wu for a while.

It turned out that Mr. Wu's real name was Wu Jinxin, and his family was prosperous, with two sons and a third brother's daughter.

However, his eldest son died when he was very young, and his younger son is still floating abroad.

Of the three daughters, one was married far away, and the other two also died.

Purchasing with him was his grandson Zhang Lin, the son of his youngest daughter.

Speaking of which, it also makes people feel angry, Old Man Wu's youngest daughter is not bad in appearance and knowledge, but during pregnancy, the man abandoned it and messed with flowers outside.

The youngest daughter was so angry that she directly hacked the man to death with a kitchen knife.

Later, on the second night, he hanged himself.

Since then, Zhang Lin has become a poor child without a father and mother, and he can be regarded as being raised by Old Man Wu.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and everyone has a period of reluctance to mention the past to a greater or lesser extent.

However, Old Man Wu has passed such an age, and he has seen these past events very openly, and his mood is also very open-minded.

It seems that he hasn't been in contact with anyone for a long time, and after meeting Zheng Shaoqiu, Old Man Wu is also more and more interested the more he talks.

The ointment he used at home was ancestral, and his craftsmanship was the most authentic, but the business was not as good as day by day, and in the end, no one cared about it for a month.

Of course, this is not a problem of his medical skills, in this area, his Wu family's signboard is still very loud, in the final analysis, the decline of business and the embarrassing situation of Chinese medicine are inseparable.

Nowadays, Chinese medicine is becoming less and less valued.

Old man Wu, as soon as the box was opened, he couldn't contain it.

His father, who had committed a crime and squatted in prison, actually used decades of time to redeem the old mansion in front of him, inch by inch.

Later, he was also old, and his business was getting worse day by day, and even maintaining basic food and clothing became a problem, so he had no choice but to sell the items in the house, and strive to last for a while longer.

After applying the ointment to Zheng Shaoqiu and wrapping it around a few circles of gauze, Old Man Wu let out a long breath, slowly stood up, and walked to the sink next to him to clean his hands.

Zheng Shaoqiu moved his shoulders slightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

Although Mr. Wu's family is very embarrassed, when it comes to medical expenses, he is very generous.

"Just one time will not achieve the most ideal effect, it is not very useful, you have to come and apply it three times in a row. ”

"Don't worry about the money, just pay it in one lump sum when it's ready. ”

After a pause, he stretched out his hand, clicked twice in the air, and said with a smile: "You young man, you luck is good." ”

"There is so much left in my family, and you are also in a hurry. ”

"If it's a little later, I'll probably be buried in the soil with this courtyard. ”

After speaking, his face was a little gloomy, and his eyes looked through the transparent window and looked at the courtyard, with a complicated look in his eyes.

J "Let's go, Xiao Zheng......"

"You're done here, it's the old boy's turn. ”

After leaving the pharmacy, Old Man Wu kept walking forward and came to the last courtyard.

Compared with the first two entrances, the courtyard in front of you is obviously smaller, it looks like it is only twenty or thirty square meters, and there is a temple in the middle.

The steps are not high, all the way to the main hall, and the tall pines and cypresses are planted on both sides, covering the sky and the sun, and it looks like a kind of gloomy feeling.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes flashed with a different color, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is this ...... Land Temple?"

Old Man Wu didn't react at all when he heard this, he took two steps forward directly and walked tremblingly along the steps.

Zheng Shaoqiu was slightly stunned, and then followed closely behind him.

After arriving at the main hall, Zheng Shaoqiu looked around, and his body trembled suddenly.

"It's ......"

"Emperor Wenchang?"

Hearing this title, Old Man Wu suddenly turned his head, his eyes like lightning.

He glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu deeply, and a complicated look flashed on his face.

Zheng Shaoqiu didn't care about his reaction, and his gaze fell on the position directly in front of him.

In front of me, there is a statue, which looks like it should be from the Taoist lineage, with a thin face and a superb demeanor, wearing a long-winged hat on his head, and his hair hanging down three strands, which is more of a bit of dust.

The statue is covered with a red cloth, and it is difficult to see the whole picture.

Even so, Zheng Shaoqiu still saw the identity of the person in front of him at a glance.

That is the famous Emperor Wenchang, of course, he also has a more popular name: Wenqu Xing.

This can be regarded as remarkable, at the peak of the period, the incense continued endlessly, throughout the entire land of China.