Beijing, Lantern Festival.

Even after the coldest three or nine days, the cold wind in the capital is still raging, the snow on the roadside has not receded, the ice under the eaves is bright, and the biting cold wind blows the pain on people's faces.

But no matter how cold the cold wind can not extinguish the enthusiasm of the people of the capital for the Lantern Festival, on the day of the Lantern Festival, the main roads of the capital are lit up with lights, all kinds of lanterns, colorful colors decorate every pavilion, under the reflection of the fiery red lanterns, it is like a young girl in a big red flower wedding dress, beautiful and enchanting.

The faces of passers-by were full of New Year's joy. Ruixue is a good year, and this year is another good year.

The sound of firecrackers, the laughter of children, the sound of literati students guessing lantern riddles, mixed with the ubiquitous shouting of every corner, this is the New Year!

In the quiet alleyway, the lights are dim and hazy, the man bows his head and walks quickly, the road is very quiet, occasionally one or two adults with children, all of them walk briskly, leading their children to quickly integrate into the lively and bustling streets, the children are wearing a festive red new clothes, holding a string of sugar gourds in one hand, and holding a rabbit lantern in the other, urging their parents to go quickly.

The man was wearing an old gray coat, his hands were wrapped in his sleeves, his back was weakly hugged, the cotton shoes under his feet were not thick with snowflakes, water stains could be vaguely seen with every step, his legs trembled slightly, and he walked alone in the deserted alleyway silently, and the lonely figure was incompatible with the prosperity behind him.

Scattered snowflakes fluttered, dripping on the man's head, shoulders, and uppers.

Finally, the man stopped in front of an open shop and looked up.

There are also two big red lanterns hanging under the eaves, and the words 'apricot forest' come into view under the light.

This is a newly opened pharmacy that did not exist before.

The door is open and is open.

The man stretched out his hand, and in his clenched fist were a few copper coins, a piece of broken silver, less than two taels, which had been tightly pinched by him, so that the palm of his hand was deeply imprinted by the silver.

The man's eyes hesitated for a moment, and finally walked into the pharmacy.

After a while, the man walked out quickly, with tears shining in his eyes, tightly hugging the three packets of medicinal herbs in his arms as if holding the world's most precious treasure, and kept rushing home.

With the disappearance of the man, the remote streets slowly regain their tranquility, and the noise in the distance is still bustling and bustling.

In the Xinglin Hall, scattered candlelight shines in the small hall, and a white smokeless carbon fire is lit in the carbon basin in the lobby, but no one enjoys the heat it emits.

On the desk next to him, there sat an old man with a half-white beard, a steaming carbon basin at his feet, a delicate and small stove in his hands, sitting on a flowered and wooden chair, and half-squinting eyes at the busy young man at the medicine cabinet.

There were only two of them in the entire Xinglin Hall, one old and one young, moving and quiet, and there was the sound of candlelight bursting in the air from time to time.

The old man took a sip of hot tea, enjoying the comfort of the hot soup extending from his throat all the way to the stomach, the new owner was paid enough, he had no objection to the duty of the New Year's Festival, anyway, it was close to home, half a step away from home, he was not interested in shopping, it was better to stay in the shop to earn more wages.

Triple the salary.

However, he is still in a bit unhappy at this moment, what is going on with this cautious little brother in front of him? The owner is not there, and he indiscriminately gives people credit for medicinal materials, and he is not a person he knows, and he doesn't know where he lives, what if he runs away, this money is not wasted. Micro book bar

Five taels of silver was worth his salary for most of the month, and he could see that he had put several pieces of ginseng in the medicine.

Ginseng, precious things, how can these people afford to eat them.

Young people! I don't know how expensive oil, salt and rice are.

We're not doing things under the owner, and you're too inauthentic to make decisions with the owner's things.

Although you are a little steward, I have to say about you.

Therefore, the old man, who had been deflated for a long time, decided to speak, and he wanted to teach this young steward who did not know the height of the sky and was disloyal to the owner.

"I said, I would like to say that little brother, you are not doing the right thing, the three packs of medicine just now are no less than five taels of silver, you only charged half a penny, and the owner rents a shop and hires a partner, don't you let the owner lose money."

This Beijing city is worth every inch of land, if you mess around like Jinyan, the owner will not lose money!

Therefore, in line with the principle of thinking about the owner, the old doctor who has only been working for a few days has a sense of responsibility, but he has to take on this responsibility and be worthy of this salary.

There are many poor people in the world, and no one's money is blown by the wind.

Jin Yan raised his head, stunned before coming back to his senses, when he was in Ping'an Town in the past, Dr. Min was often like this, the really poor people would give money for treatment, and if they didn't have money, they would give it on credit first, and then Dr. Xiao would do the same afterwards. Guangjitang is accustomed to it, they never worry about whether the other party owes or not, if there is a sincere intention, then it will be blacklisted by Guangjitang, several major pharmacies in the town are headed by Guangjitang, once they are blacklisted, then the reputation will be stinky.

Therefore, Guangjitang has never been afraid of not paying back the money on credit.

Today, I would like to see that he looked sad, his clothes were shabby, his hands were rough and calloused, and his silver was only more than two taels, and his expression was sincere, so he knelt down for him in order to get medicine for his mother.

So, as usual, he grabbed the medicine for him.

Who knows, acting in a different place will be disapproved of by the newly hired old doctor, so for a while, Jin Yan, who has not yet changed, was stunned.

The pharmacy outside the city has not yet been arranged, and Dr. Xiao has been too busy these days, so he is only in charge of this newly opened Xinglin Pharmacy for a few days.

What should he say, generosity is a fine tradition in their hometown.

"What Dr. You taught me is, but I think that person is really in trouble, five taels of silver is only five taels of silver for us, and for him it is his mother's life, let's open a medical center, isn't it just to save people."

When Dr. You heard this, he shook his head, confused! Young people lack the reality of beating, the first time they came to the capital, they can't figure out how deep the water in the capital is, so they act recklessly, but they don't know that your kindness will cause you a lot of trouble for yourself: "It's true that you save people like this, but this kind of behavior is unacceptable, if your behavior today is known, those traitors who are greedy for money and take advantage of them have come to our apricot forest, how to run this shop." ”

A good heart is a good thing, that is, there are many people who have insufficient hearts.

He's seen this kind of thing a lot.

Dr. You said that the old man has eaten more salt than you walked.