I talked to the merchant about the details of the banknotes, and then placed an order of a few hundred yuan on a certain treasure, and waited a few days to see the sample of the banknotes.

After solving a troublesome matter, Yang Wenhua planned to go around the street to see how Wang Ming's Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine was doing in Xiangzi's hands?

Now that I am free, I can also push the traditional Chinese medicine soup configured with old mountain ginseng to the market to see the effect.

After making up his mind, Yang Wenhua first went home and got a few hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, and then greeted Yang Gui, saying that he would go to the street to buy meat, and then rode a motorcycle out.

When I came to the town, I went to the small clinic and found that there were quite a lot of patients inside, and many people were even queuing outside.

At the beginning, Wang Ming spent a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan to find a couple of retired professors of traditional Chinese medicine from the medical school next door to set up a laboratory.

The reason why the husband and wife were willing to come over was because Yang Wenhua promised them to bring six students with them, each of whom would give 6,000 a month, and a minimum of 10,000 after three months.

Yang Wenhua felt that so many people were eating dry food for nothing with such a high salary, so he felt a little distressed, thinking that they were idle, so he asked them to get a small outpatient clinic out.

While it is convenient for the people in the town, it is also good to earn some rent, water and electricity money.

Several people in the laboratory did not object, and several medical students who had just graduated even supported Yang Wenhua's decision, after all, no matter how good their grades were, they still need to accumulate experience after entering this industry.

Unexpectedly, after the outpatient clinic opened, the business was not bad, after all, Wang Ming could still take a fancy to the people he invited, and he still had some real skills.

In addition, this is a Chinese medicine store, the price is cheap, and the doctors here do not rely on patients to make money, and they prescribe suitable drugs when they prescribe medicines, so many people now like to come here to see a doctor.

A beautiful woman was on the ladder of the medicine cabinet, constantly grabbing the medicine according to the prescription, and Xiangzi pushed the slide over below, and the two of them cooperated well.

"Xiangzi, okay, you're planning to do chores in this pharmacy, right?"

"Brother, why are you here?"

Xiangzi turned around and saw that it was Yang Wenhua, said hello embarrassedly, and then explained: "I'm not worried that Sister Song is climbing so high, it's not safe, just help below." Hey. ”

"I'm idle, go around, then you are slowly busy." Yang Wenhua said a word and went to the laboratory inside.

Seeing that the old couple were busy inside, Yang Wenhua didn't bother, and after putting down the old ginseng, he sat down on the side and looked through a medical journal.

"Xiao Yang, you're here."

"Eh, Professor Song, you're done."

Hearing the greeting, Yang Wenhua hurriedly put down the magazine and said hello to the old man in front of him.

Professor Song smiled, "Xiao Yang, your recipes are good recipes, but it's not easy to achieve the effect of recipes."

We have used a lot of ginseng to experiment, and if we want to achieve the effect of your prescription, even if we buy 100 catties of ginseng in the market and use it to boil it into a bowl of soup, it will not achieve the kind of effect you want.

And using too much ginseng also makes the effect too violent, and ordinary people can't stand it, and it's too cost-effective to use the old ginseng you gave. ”

"It's okay, just use the old ginseng I gave, you can just sell the decoction at the price of the old ginseng."

"Huh?"

Professor Song asked with some hesitation: "In this way, the price is high, will anyone buy it like this?" And aren't you losing money in this way? Besides, there are so many old ginseng to supply? ”

"I can't lose, don't worry, as for the old ginseng, I still have a lot of it."

Yang Wenhua said and handed the old ginseng he brought to Professor Song, "There are more than a dozen of these, you can use them first, if it's not enough, ask me again." ”

After chatting casually, Yang Wenhua said goodbye and left.

After Yang Wenhua left, Professor Song was in a daze with the old ginseng in his hand, and muttered: "Hey, isn't it also a price to sell old ginseng, why do you toss so much?" ”

Professor Song's wife next to him frowned, and said hesitantly: "Do you think it is because he has a lot of such old ginseng in his hands, and he is afraid that the price will collapse when he releases it together, so he came up with such an idea?" ”

After leaving the small clinic, Yang Wenhua went to buy some mutton and a few kinds of milk powder, and after going home to accompany Yang Gui to have a good meal, he entered the Tang Dynasty with milk powder.

Seeing the panda happily drinking mixed milk, and cooing happily from time to time, Yang Wenhua squatted on the side and was in a better mood.

After cleaning up, Yang Wenhua took the panda and prepared to go out for a while.

The panda, which is more than half a year old, is already more than 70 centimeters tall, taking a figure-eight step, twisting and turning when walking, holding Yang Wenhua's hand, like a fat doll who has just learned to walk.

The panda was born a lazy thing, and he didn't want to go far before he was willing to continue walking, and Yang Wenhua was not far from the gate of the yard, so he squatted down and picked it up.

Although it was a little difficult to hurry, Yang Wenhua didn't care, anyway, holding such a fluffy panda, it felt pretty good, so it was a workout after lunch.

When he arrived outside the yard, Yang Wenhua led the panda for a stroll again, and after a few turns, he saw the chief with the two guys, pulling a cart to transport vegetables.

"Master Yang, did you come out to eat the iron beast?"

Looking at the smiling lieutenant in front of him, and then at the fat panda, Yang Wenhua felt a little happy, "Lieutenant chief, I think you can wander around more if you are fine." ”

The lieutenant felt a little sad, because he saw Yang Wenhua's gaze just now, and he patrolled back and forth between him and the panda twice, and naturally understood the meaning of Yang Wenhua's words.

However, thinking of today's purpose, the lieutenant felt that he couldn't care so much, after all, copper coins were the most important.

"What Master Yang said is that I will definitely wander around more in the future.

Mr. Yang, when will your shop open today? ”

"Did you bring the gold?"

Yang Wenhua heard the chief ask about the store, and suddenly became a little interested, "Do you bring much?" Too little, I'm too lazy to open the door. ”

"Yes, yes, more than ten taels."

Li Changsheng was afraid that Yang Wenhua would not believe it, so he slapped the heavy cuffs to prove that there was a lot of gold in them.

Yang Wenhua nodded, "Then go to the front and wait." ”

The lieutenant immediately happily gave Yang Wenhua a fist salute, and began to run forward with stubby legs.

Just when Yang Wenhua was about to bring back the panda playing on the side, the two helpers brought by the governor on the side knelt down for Yang Wenhua together.