Chapter 31 The second little grandfather is really good at robbing money

On the way, Lu Wen stared at the cotton masks on the faces of the three of them several times, and finally couldn't help asking, "Childe, what are you wearing on your face?" ”

Wangcai said triumphantly: "Masks." ”

According to the drawings drawn by Zhang Yang, Wu Yong found someone to make a large number of double-layer cotton masks, and the officers and soldiers of the Jingxi Defense Battalion walked in the crowd and covered most of their faces, which was very different.

"What is it for?"

Wangcai squinted his eyes and glanced at him, pretending to throw out the professional vocabulary of Zhang Yangjiao, "Prevent the virus from entering the body from the mouth and nose." ”

I don't know if Lu Wen understood, nodded and praised: "Good thing." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Wen asked a little embarrassedly, "This, is it for sale or not?" ”

Zhang raised his head and said without looking back: "Sell!" After high temperature sterilization, the price is a little more expensive, 50 wen apiece. ”

The cost of such a mask made of a small piece of cloth does not exceed 5 yuan, and the second little grandfather actually asked for 50 yuan, Wangcai bumped Zhaocai's arm and whispered: "The second little grandfather, you can really grab money." ”

Fortune is preoccupied, and he is not in the mood to gossip about wealth at all.

Is it expensive? Zhang Yang doesn't think at all, 50 wen is already the price of conscience, isn't a life worth 50 wen?

That Lu Wen was also a cheerful person, and immediately took out his usual money, "Bring me twenty first." ”

Don't bargain, don't complain, it's generous enough.

Zhang Yang looked back at Lu Wen, and saw that he was dressed in a pale blue rhombic brocade shirt, well-dressed, low-key and calm, and looked like a businessman.

"Wangcai, give him one first, and find someone to send him to the house."

"Howler!"

Lu Wen got the mask, took it in his hand and studied it over and over again.

Wangcai looked at him and snickered in his heart, regretting it, it was made of two pieces of cotton cloth sewn together, and it was not worth anything at all.

Lu Wen put it on his face, tied the rope behind his head, and said: "There is a lot of gauze in the warehouse below, which is light and breathable. ”

Free giveaway? Is there such a good thing in the world?

"Gauze couldn't be better for masks." Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "If you don't have merit, you can't accept your gauze in vain." ”

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Seeing that Brother Lu is also a businessman, you have the materials, I have ideas, why don't you make money together and make a fortune together?" ”

Lu Wen has been in the shopping mall for more than 20 years, and instantly knew that Zhang Yang wanted to pull him to make masks and sell them for money, so he immediately refused: "This matter must not be done." The gauze was given to the son, and Lu Wen was willing. However, at the moment of the plague, selling masks at a high price may anger public opinion and be heavily reprimanded by the imperial court. ”

Wangcai also came to Zhang Yang's side and reminded in a low voice: "Second little grandfather, if you make ill-gotten gains, you will cut off your head." ”

One sentence shocked Zhang Yang into a cold sweat, and the two of them reminded him that if the "Heat Clearing Antidote" was effective against the epidemic, he would take the opportunity to make a lot of money, and at the same time, he also spent the Pudilan medicinal materials in the mansion and occupied three warehouses.

Think about it, during the plague, firewood, rice, oil, salt and other daily necessities were controlled by the imperial court, and the price was not allowed to increase at will. The Praetorian Guards control all aspects of the capital's resources, how can they allow Zhang Yang to sell medicine to make money?

The gates of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute were closed, and all the doctors and doctors in the capital were called to the relocation center in the northern suburbs, and there was no one inside.

On weekdays, Wangcai was about to kick the door when he raised his foot, but was stopped by Zhang Yang with his eyes, "If you kick it, will you pay for it?" ”

Isn't it just a door? Since then, the second little grandfather has become so stingy.

"Second little grandfather, you wait here, I'll climb the wall and go in and open the door for you." Zhaocai ran to the side of the courtyard, and a runner rushed to the courtyard wall, and soon came over to open the door for the three of them.

"Here?" Lu Wen followed behind, curiously looking at the room full of Chinese medicinal materials and all kinds of bottles and cans.

"The Institute of Pharmaceuticals, which specializes in drugs for common diseases." Zhang Yang said as he took down the packaged medicine from the shelf, one for Zhaocai and one for Lu Wen, "There is medicinal powder inside, three times a day, one small packet at a time, and take it with water." ”

Zhao Cai was stunned, "Isn't this "Heat-clearing Antidote"?" Is it effective against epidemics? ”

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yang is not completely sure.

"According to the symptoms, this epidemic can rule out dysentery, smallpox, and plague, but what exactly causes it, frankly speaking, I don't know very well, and I can't do the symptomatic medication. However, if you have symptoms of fever, it will definitely be useful to take "Heat Clearing and Detoxification". As for how big the effect is, I don't dare to boast about Haikou. ”

Seeing that Zhaocai's eyes were red and his will was depressed, Zhang Yang's heart was full of sympathy, and comforted: "Go back, the house is cleaned, ventilated, and the mattress is washed and sunned." took the medicine to let Yingniang rest more. If the heat is too bad, rub her body with hot water to cool down, so as not to burn her brain and internal organs too high. If you cough, boil some Chuanbei loquat water. ”

"Rest assured, we have our own immune system, the epidemic is not terminal, and there is a certain survival rate. You are so good to take care of your life and have a chance to survive. ”

Hearing this, Zhaocai raised his head, looked at Zhang Yang and smiled bitterly, and said, "Second little master, what is the difference between what you said and what Master Mingjing said in Huguo Temple?" They are all life and death, and wealth is in the sky. ”

Fool, he talked bitterly for a long time, and if he didn't listen to it, he didn't forget it, and he even compared himself with the swaggering monk.

Zhang Yang was suddenly unhappy, and his face was long, "Don't compare me with the swaggering monk!" Do you really think that if you drink the monk's incense ashes, you will be able to recover your health? If the monk had that ability, he would have been on an errand in the Imperial Palace's Imperial Doctor's Office! ”

"Ye said it clearly at the beginning, more or less effective, try it to know if it works. If you don't believe me, you can go to the monk, as long as you are willing to pay, how can there be incense ashes that you can't buy! As he spoke, Zhang Yang took out the three times of the money and fell on him angrily.

He said that he was discouraged, drooping his head, lowering his eyes, and staring at his toes in silence.

Lu Wen had been listening quietly beside him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that the two were arguing, he stepped forward instead, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you for the medicine." The epidemic is so serious, the doctors of the Tai Yi Department are helpless, and it is good to have a medicine to try, which is better than any Fu water. At that time, he went to Huguo Temple, that is, he went to the temple to seek some comfort, and never believed that monks could cure diseases.

Zhang Yang remembered something, walked to a cabinet, opened the drawer through a handkerchief, and found a bottle of medicine, divided it into two, and divided it among the two people.

"This is the newly developed "Typhoid Powder", which is effective for cough and fever caused by typhoid fever, you go back and try it. Some people are born with stronger immunity than others, and the same infection is serious, some are mild, some die, and some are like having a cold......"

Having said this, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something, and stared at Lu Wen with a suspicious expression, "Brother Lu, your five children are sick, but you are not sick?" ”