Section 143: Trip to Foshan (9)

Liu San didn't know what the way this Gongji Hall came from, but seeing that Yang Shixiang's face was changing, he thought it was not a good place to go. I only heard him say, "Big brother! Gongjitang's - medicine - you are not unaware. How can you find such fine goods as borneol and musk? Wouldn't these two kinds of medicines be a waste when they go there, and what situation can they sell? I also want to ask the eldest brother to give me a lot of help. ”

"It's not that big brother, I won't help," Yang Shiyi snorted vigorously, "It's really hard to disobey the ancestral training." ”

"Could it be that I am also an outsider, little brother?!" Yang Shixiang couldn't bear to say.

This ruthlessly defeated him. The ancients paid the most attention to "kinship, benevolence and righteousness" in the clan, Yang Shixiang is not only not an outsider, but also an authentic close relatives, although the distance is far away, his status in the clan is not low. He wants to consign the medicine, and if Yang Shiyi uses the medicine in the store, he must be cautious to shirk it, and others have nothing to say; Using "ancestral teachings" as an excuse is actually going back on its word.

"It's serious, it's serious!" Yang Shiyi was extremely embarrassed, and had nothing to say for a while, so he had to shirk it first, "Let's discuss this matter again, discuss it again!" Several elders wanted to see their brothers, but they hadn't seen each other for many years. Let's meet you at the back house first. ”

Yang Shixiang saw that this cousin had no room to turn around, so he had to stand up and follow him into the inner house. Liu San is inconvenient to go with him, there is a messenger here to invite him to the living room to wait, Liu San wants to sit and wait alone, it is better to go to the outside - medicine - shop hall to sit and see, but also to learn more about the customs. So he let the messenger take him out, and sat in the guest room in the lobby outside.

Liu San sat bored, thinking that his abacus had made a mistake. I thought that this method of using cash to purchase raw materials to win over feelings and then ask for consignment was a "win-win" idea, and the other party would definitely accept it, but I didn't expect it to be wishful thinking - everything in the world can fall into his own calculations.

If the consignment matter cannot be negotiated, the sales of Chinese patent medicine on the mainland can only rely on Guangzhou Station to develop, and they have now opened a lot of industries, and then they are not too big to spread the spread of the pharmacy store, and I heard that the silver is not too loose.

However, Yang Shiyi proposed to sell a "Gongjitang" brand, but listening to Yang Shixiang's meaning, this brand is very unbearable, I don't know what the specific situation is, if it is a small brand, you can also consider supporting it by the crossing group......

was thinking silently, a guy came over to add water, and Liu San stopped him: "Little brother, ask you something." ”

"Sir, please command."

"What kind of place is Gongjitang?"

The guy was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Master, how do you know about this place?" ”

"That's what I heard. Is it your semicolon? ”

"Master, that's complicated." Said the guy. It turns out that this "Gongji Hall" is a semicolon of "Yang Run's Opening of the Hall". This semicolon is different from the general semicolon, first of all, it is jointly funded by all the "Xijia" of the whole "Yang Run Kaitang Ji", that is, the hired personnel, regardless of the level, from the chief steward to the apprentice, everyone contributes, and each person is three taels of silver. If you can't afford it, you can deduct it from your salary every year. The profits earned are all equal dividends of all "Xijia", which is regarded as a kind of employee welfare. "Gongjitang" sells goods-color-all of them are the inferior goods eliminated from the sales-medicine-materials of "Yang Run Kaitang", so the price is cheap and very popular with the poor people.

"......'Gongjitang' is located next door to our store, specializing in stores, and it should also be wholesaled by some township small pharmacists."

"That's right." Liu San knew that Weishenme Yang Shixiang was unwilling to put the medicine on the "Gongjitang" for sale. Isn't that a notch at all?

As he was talking, he heard a commotion in the courtyard, and some people began to watch from under the steps in front of the main hall.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it." There are already stewards who have come out to maintain order.

"What's going on?" Liu San couldn't see it really, so he asked the guy.

"Someone is probably suffering from heat stroke." The guy sighed, "It's not too hot now, and in June, there are a few people in the yard who suffer from heat stroke every day." ”

“weishenme？” Liu Sanqi said, could it be that the courtyard where Yang Run opened the hall is particularly prone to heat stroke?

"This is also a little kindness on the part of the shopkeeper of our medicine shop," the man pointed to the two tents set up in the courtyard, "on the one hand, the dry grass tea that we brew ourselves in our shop, and it is specially for the guests who come to wait to catch the medicine; On the other hand, there is the 'peace soup' of the summer heat, which specializes in curing the evil and evil of the summer heat. There are a class of poor people, beggars on the streets, and workers in the foundries, who are infected with the epidemic and have no money for diagnosis and treatment, so they come here to drink a bowl of 'peace soup'. However, some people are seriously infected, and they still have seizures after drinking, and they can't get on in one breath, so they lose their lives. Alas! ”

"I see." Liu San nodded, is it still good to have a sense of social responsibility in the traditional Chinese medicine-medicine-industry, and continue to drink tea-suddenly he remembered, isn't this a good opportunity to promote his own medicine?

He quickly stood up and walked a few steps to the bottom of the steps. I saw a big man lying in the shed, who looked to be only in his early twenties, and he was tall in this time and space, with a foot of 1.7 meters. Strong body. Dressed in a rag shirt that could not be distinguished, with a rope wrapped around his waist, and a pair of bare feet, the whole person was gray-faced. There is also a wooden stick and a broken baggage by his side. It is simply the standard attire of a beggar in the Ming Dynasty.

Liu San felt strange, this person's figure was strong, not like a beggar who had been struggling on the hunger line for a long time, but his face was haggard and yellow, and he was obviously malnourished, which was obviously not disguised.

No matter what kind of person he was, this man was now lying on a broken straw mat, already breathing more and less breathing, his teeth were clenched, and his face was pale. Liu San reached out and touched his forehead.

"This man—" The guy who was guarding him hurriedly stopped.

"I'm a doctor!" Liu San said in a deep voice. The man was silent. The crowd watching the lively soy sauce crowd on the side saw that a man appeared to treat the beggar, and they all quieted down.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat. Liu San took the pulse, and the pulse was weak and weak. He asked the guy who was in charge of administering the medicine:

"This man fell to the ground suddenly?"

"Yes, he asked for a bowl of peace soup, and he ...... just a few sips"

Liu San nodded, this is the danger of being closed inside and getting rid of qi. If you don't rescue people, it's easy to die. According to the treatment mode of traditional Chinese medicine, at this time, it should be closed and solid, and the first thing to blow into the nose with the clearance is cleared, and the sneezing is cleared.

Liu San didn't have a clearance in his hand, but he had Zhuge Marching Scatter, so he hurriedly took it out and poured some out on paper, and gently blew it into the beggar's nose.

As soon as the medicine was introduced, the patient reacted almost immediately, his body began to move, and his eyelids opened.

"Wake up! Wake up! There was a burst of screams from the people around him. Liu San pressed his fingers on his Zhongzhong and Neiguan-acupoints-, and when he saw that his mind was completely clear, he ordered the guys on the side: "Feed him some water!" Then he got up.

There were already a lot of onlookers around him, asking him what the name of this medicine was. Where to sell. Some people were so anxious that they simply asked him to sell him the medicine around him.

"Fellow fathers." Liu San shook his head and said in his broken Cantonese vernacular, "In Xia Liu San, I just arrived in your place today." This - medicine - called Zhuge Xingjun San, is prepared by himself in the next, because the summer day travel, take it with you to keep a peace, you want to buy it, it is really difficult to be in the next-"

Advertising on other people's turf should be done in moderation. Just explain the name of the medicine and the name of the person. When the time comes, the common people will naturally follow the map.

Liu San made a gesture again, explained again, and said several times before the crowd slowly dispersed. Liu San's confidence soared -- Zhuge marched and dispersed such a summer medicine -- there was a big market.

was proud, but saw Yang Shixiang walk out of it, looking very lively-obviously there was nothing to gain from going inside.

Back at the inn, Yang Shixiang said: "Brother Liu, I'm afraid that this matter of asking 'Yang Run to open the hall' for consignment sales can't be implemented." My cousin, you've seen it too, and you're very good! ”

Liu San nodded: "Still don't agree?" ”

"It's not a refusal. It's just a strong circle, and I don't know what idea to play. Yang Shixiang took the handkerchief sent by the servant, wiped it, and drank another cup of herbal tea, "Brother Liu, where did you get your ticket?" ”

"Naturally, it's Guangzhou, isn't it written on the ticket that Guangzhou Long Bank?"

"Delong, hehe, it's probably your Australian property. Long grain line, as well as grain stamps. Yang Shixiang said with a smile, "My eldest brother, I don't care much about consignment sales, and I asked where I got this ticket." And I asked you where you came from. ”

"What did you say?"

"Tickets, naturally, mean that the customer gives a deposit." Yang Shixiang laughed at himself, "If you kill him, you won't believe that I have fifty taels of silver in cash to use." As for you, I just say that you are a doctor who has recently arrived in Lingao, and you are a skilled doctor. Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to believe it. ”

"There may be a turnaround in this matter." Liu San thought to himself, Yang Shiyi is still very discerning, and he saw the main point at a glance. It seems that the matter of consignment sales is not desperate, and if we can make good use of the prestige accumulated by Guangzhou in Guangdong, it may not be able to succeed.

"What could be the turnaround? I think we'd better pack up and go home tomorrow when the goods are ready. ”

As he spoke, Huang Tianyu also came back, he took Chen Tong around Foshan this afternoon, and invited a guy from the inn to be a guide, specifically to see the handicraft industry in Foshan. By the way, let's see if there are any people to take back. Compared with Liu San and them, Huang Tianyu's harvest in this half day is much greater.

He went to several foundries and several ceramic kilns. I saw a large number of civilian utensils such as bell and ding incense burners being cast, and there were also many artillery pieces -- I heard that the imperial court was casting cannons on a large scale in Guangdong to supply Liaodong for use because the iron in Guangdong was not brittle, and many foundry factories were too busy.