Chapter 117

The street is particularly long and lively, with many stalls and vendors, pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages coming and going. But there is only one pharmacy at the end of the street, which is far from the medical hall.

Maybe it's because it's a bit more marketable.

Fu Zhaoning found a place, put down a large bag of things, and took out a small wooden stool from the bag.

She unfolded a piece of cloth and spread it on a small wooden bench on which a large . Large bamboo tube cups.

She sawed this bamboo cup in the Falling Moon Mountain, and she used it to drink water for three days.

After setting it up, Fu Zhaoning took out another piece of something like a small stump, used it as his own small stool, and sat on it.

On her left is a small tea stall, and there is a small charcoal stove on the cart with two large pots of tea, which is a lady watching, and on the right is an uncle, with a pair of bamboo baskets in front of her, and the bamboo shoots in the basket look quite a lot.

The aunt and uncle looked at this little old man, and they were a little strange.

"Uncle, what are you selling?" The eldest lady couldn't help but ask first.

She couldn't read, and she couldn't tell what was written on the cloth Fu Zhaoning spread on the small stool.

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"I'm this," Fu Zhaoning's voice raised, pointing to a few words written on his cloth, and reading them to them, "Treat incurable diseases!" ”

Fu Zhaoning actually wanted to sell medicine in the past, but her grandfather needed a lot of medicine, and she had deliberately dug up what her grandfather could use in the mountains before, if she sold the medicine, she would have to spend silver to buy it back at that time, which was not cost-effective at all.

She also thought about making some pills or selling them in dispersion, but this medicine that the pharmacy of the people's hospital could trust her was not so fast, and the recipes she had learned before were definitely a little different from those of this dynasty.

I'm afraid that people don't know how good her medicine is, but think that she is cheating.

Therefore, Fu Zhaoning thought of this method.

She remembered that there were actually many vendors in the neighborhood who were uncomfortable with themselves or their families, and that there were so many people here that if the reputation was to spread quickly, there were enough people here.

Many slaves from large families will also come here to shop and buy some things, and it is not difficult to spread fame to large families.

Hearing Fu Zhaoning's words, the surrounding vendors couldn't help but laugh.

"Old man, are you here to brag? We look at you very raw, we have never seen or heard of you before. ”

Fu Zhaoning waved his hand, disapproving, "It's okay, soon you will be familiar with it." My surname is Ning, you can just call me Old Man Ning. ”

If Zhong Jian was here, he would be surprised to find that Fu Zhaoning's voice now sounded like an old man's voice.

"Old man Ning, do you really know how to heal?"

"Of course, such a thing as curing diseases and saving people can still be deceived and abducted?" Fu Zhaoning said.

"If you can really cure incurable diseases, the medical hall has already invited you to be a sitting doctor," someone laughed, clearly not believing her words, "Doctor, do you still need to go out on the side of the road to beg for a living like us people?" ”

In Zhaoguo, the identity of the doctor is completely different, and his value is very high.

Of course, quacks don't count.

If the medical skills are really good, and they can spread their reputation soon, there will naturally be a medical hall to invite them, and even some dignitaries want to invite them to be resident doctors.

It is extremely rare for someone like Fu Zhaoning to come out and set up a stall to sell medical skills.

Fu Zhaoning was just about to speak, when someone suddenly screamed in front of a stall not far in front of him.