The next morning, when the sun was rising, the firewood in the hut was burning.

"With this spring water, it's just different from the herb pot. Wang Yao sighed.

If he was in Dali in the first few times, he would have boiled those few potions under such conditions, it would definitely be much easier and easier, and the effect of the medicine would be better.

The sound of crackling firewood and burning wood came from the mountain hut, and the smell of medicinal incense gradually wafted out of the hut.

When the Chinese medicine is added to it, the color of the soup gradually changes, and the taste also changes.

A cup of tea, staring at the medicine pot on the flame.

Time passed quietly in the midst of the flames.

At the foot of the mountain, outside the medical hall.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" In the morning, Wang Zecheng had already come twice, if it wasn't for the same village, knowing Wang Yao's temper, he would have gone directly to his house.

"It's just that this medicine is expensive, why is there no concept of time so much!" he muttered as he went back home.

"Got the medicine?" his daughter-in-law asked.

"No, he's not in the infirmary. ”

"I've been here twice, so I'll go again in the afternoon, right?"

"Well, good. ”

On the mountain, in the medicine field, Wang Yao put the first pair of medicines that had been boiled into the white porcelain bottle prepared in advance, then cleaned up and went down the mountain.

The rest of the calming medicine, he had to boil it at night, so after lunch, he came to the medical hall, and not long after sitting down, he heard a knock on the door outside, and then someone pushed the door in, and the person who came was Wang Zecheng.

"Something?"

"That, my dad has run out of medicine, when do you think I can get another pair?" Wang Zecheng said.

"Oh, sorry. After hearing this, Wang Yao said, "He forgot about this matter." ”

"So I'll make one in the afternoon and bring it to you in the evening." ”

"Sent home?" Wang Zecheng was stunned.

"Yes, by the way, I'll show Uncle Yilong. Wang Yao said.

"Okay, then, there's something for you to pay attention to. Wang Ze became enlightened.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't tell my family how much the medicine costs, I told my dad that the medicine costs a hundred dollars, and if he knows that a pair of drugs costs so much money, I don't think he will need it. Wang Ze became enlightened.

"You're thinking about it, okay, I'll make a note of it. ”

"Hey, okay, here's the deposit. Wang Zecheng put down the five thousand yuan first, and then turned around and walked out of the hospital.

"Hey, how can I look at the bargaining thing!" he remembered when he went out of the door, and he had forgotten the other purpose of his visit.

I don't know why, he was a little nervous when he saw Wang Yao.

"Really, let's talk about it next time!"

He felt sorry for money, but he felt even more sorry for his father.

"Seeing that his mentality has completely changed, he has to make another pair of medicines. Wang Yao said.

However, this time he did not go up the mountain, but boiled directly in the medical hall, and the medicinal materials used were ordinary medicinal materials except for the "star anise tong", but it was not ordinary when he arrived at Wang Yao, because most of them were on the South Mountain, in the medicine field, nourished by the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered by the "Gathering Spirit Array" day and night, the medicinal effect was not to say that it was many times stronger than those artificially planted, but it was also much stronger than those wild medicinal materials in the deep mountains and old forests.

Dali thousands of miles away.

Han Zhigao came out of the house cautiously, sweating all over his head.

"How is it?" said Han Zhiyu, who was waiting outside.

"Stole it!" he whispered.

Today, they took advantage of the eldest brother's inattention to steal a little of each of the three medicines left by Wang Yao.

"That's it?" Han Zhiyu said looking at the little bit of medicine in the small plastic bag.

"I'm afraid that if I vote too much, my eldest brother will find out and doubt us. ”

"Okay, a little bit, you go to the Medicine King?" Han Zhiyu said.

"Cheng, I'll go, I'll go!" Han Zhigao said. "I'll leave right away. ”

"Well, hey, these drugs are preserved with ice cubes, so that they don't spoil there, and then the gains outweigh the losses. Han Zhiyu said.

"Okay, I know, I'll go first. ”

"Slow down on the road. ”

Han Zhigao took the three medicines he stole from home and drove away from Dali.

Han family, Han Xing looked at the place where the medicine was stored, and stood there quietly.

"Hey!" sighed after a long time.

This drug was put by him, how can he not tell that it has been moved.

"Hope it works!"

Things have come to this point, after all, it is his own brother, what can he say more?

On the other side, Han Zhigao, who was driving out, drove very fast.

Towards evening, he arrived in an unknown town in southern Yunnan, and the road was rough and very difficult to walk.

"Grandma, there's something wrong with it, I don't live in a good city, I have to live in such a remote mountain village!" he muttered quietly as he drove.

"Miao Jiang Medicine King" even after becoming famous, he still lives in his own village, rarely goes to the clinic, this habit has been maintained for decades, Miao Jiang generation wants to invite him to see a lot of patients, but there are very few people who can invite him to go out of the mountain.

Because of his late arrival, several inns in the village were full, and he had to spend the night in the car.

That's right, there are three hotels in this small mountain village, but they are all full on weekdays, because people from several provinces in Miaojiang come every day to ask the medicine king to see a doctor, and there are more people who come to naturally have to be numbered, Han Zhigao once heard a village person mention it when he came last time, the longest person waited here for more than two months, this is still what he knows, and he finally got on the line, and he was in a bad mood when he met the medicine king, so he had to wait, and when he was in a good mood, he didn't know why something went out again, so he had to wait again, not waiting, let go of this opportunity, and then continue to wait。 It's a bit like a bank queue for a number, and the number expires and becomes invalid.

"Hey, really, suffer!" Han Zhigao said.

In fact, there are at least fifty or sixty cars parked in this village.

The night gradually fell.

On the top of Nanshan, Wang Yao was boiling today's third medicine.

The medicine brewed for Chen Ying's younger brother can calm the nerves and calm the soul.

Staying up at night also takes the meaning of being quiet and calming the mind at night.

The lights on the hut didn't go out until late at night.

Early in the morning, the sun rises as usual.

The villagers in the jungle began to get busy. The people in this village are very grateful to the "Miaojiang Medicine King", because the people in the village of Danfanzhi come to their masters and apprentices to see a doctor, they don't charge a penny, and because they are in the village, there are many people who come to see the doctor, which brings them a lot of economic income, which is much easier than farming and going into the mountains and forests to collect medicine.

After staying in the car all night, Han Zhigao, who was sore all over, carefully took off the box containing three small medicines, then held it in his arms, locked the car, and came to a corner of the village.

There were already seven or eight people waiting outside, very quiet, very conscious, they were queuing, and everyone had a sign made of bamboo with a number engraved on it.

"I hope the Medicine King will be in a better mood today. Someone whispered.

"yes, I've been waiting here for five days now. ”

They waited until nine o'clock before the bamboo building opened, and out of it came a man in his thirties, medium height, thin body, thin cheeks, and very energetic.

"Today, six people will come in order. The man's voice was not loud.

"Ah, just keep one!" muttered someone underground after hearing this.

"Be content, I haven't seen it for days. ”

After speaking, the man turned around and was about to enter the bamboo building.

"Please wait. A voice came from behind.

"Huh?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Han Zhigao, he didn't have that kind of special number plate, if he lined up here according to the rules, it was estimated that it would take at least ten days.

"I want to see the Medicine King alone. ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Well, can you tell you about the situation alone? ”

The man stared at Han Zhigao for a minute, then nodded.

"Thank you. Han Zhigao carried the box into the small courtyard, then went up to the bamboo building, and came to the middle-aged man's approach. After a few words with him, he opened the box, and then entered the bamboo building.