"Think big." Shen Xinran didn't know how to say it, this was not what she thought of, but the essence of Chinese culture for 5,000 years, and she just borrowed the wisdom of her predecessors to ride the yin.

"Ji Yi thinks broadly, it is the old man who is stranded. With such a heart, the old man is ashamed of himself. So when is this drug going to be put into use? "Somebody in the distance is anxious to put it into use in large quantities.

"Uncle Wen, 'You arrange people who study pharmaceuticals, I am responsible for teaching, I account for two ingredients, regardless of the source or market."

"There is a little problem, and I am still trapped in the capital before I can come over after the New Year." Uncle Wen was also anxious.

"Then after the year, don't worry!" Shen Xinran felt that this was not a problem! After the year, it will be the year after the year.

Anyway, it took me three months to perfect it as a modern person who knows the proportion of Chinese herbal medicines in the prescription. She didn't believe that someone could analyze it after a winter.

The feeling of dying in a hurry, but the stakes are too great to be missed, and this is made into medicine one day earlier, which will reduce the sin that fewer people can suffer. Lives matter!

"There is an urgent order, not for quantity, only for finished products!" Uncle Wen dipped his hand in tea and wrote the word 'army'.

Shen Xinran was shocked, only then did he know the difference between the sky before the year and the year.

If it is not perfected, Shen Xinran can shirk it, but he has already tried to develop it and can put it into use, but he gave it up for his own selfish interests. I can't get past this level in my heart. This medicine is undoubtedly a life-saving medicine in this era of cold weapons.

Yes, what Shen Xinran tried to develop is a copycat version of Yunnan Baiyao, although it is not as good as the real Yunnan Baiyao, but it is not bad.

Yunnan Baiyao is a well-known Chinese patent medicine in Yunnan, made of precious medicinal materials, which has the effects of removing blood stasis and stopping bleeding, invigorating blood and relieving pain, detoxification and swelling. It was successfully developed by Yunnan folk doctor Qu Huanzhang in the 28th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty (1902), and was originally known as "Qu Huanzhang Baibaodan". For more than 100 years, Yunnan Baiyao has been known as "a treasure of China, a holy medicine for injuries" for its unique and miraculous effects, and Yunnan Baiyao's prescription is a national secret prescription.

It was also by coincidence that I was fortunate to see Fangzi.

"Uncle made you embarrassed by this."

This really put Shen Xinran in a dilemma.

The suffocating atmosphere was pervasive, and Shen Xinran knew that he had to make a decision, and he took the initiative to hand over the prescription at the beginning, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it if he had no money and no power.

It turns out that no matter how many senior considerations there are, it is impossible to be alone in front of righteousness and power.

"I can make medicine, and when I can make it, I will need Uncle Wen."

"Don't worry about the herbs!"

"There is no urgency for medicinal materials, what is most lacking in front of me is a workshop, a pharmaceutical workshop." "How long will that take!" This aspect is not Uncle Wen's specialty, he said he doesn't understand!

"I don't know, but this workshop should be sooner rather than later."

"Then the workshop might as well be built in Yishan Village, so that you don't have to go back and forth."

"This is no problem, but it is also a problem for this workshop to build a small and a big one!"

"Money is not an issue!" Uncle Wen waved his hand, and it was all up to Shen Xinran to decide. "The three thousand taels will be handed over to you, and it will not be enough to come again."

No wonder they all want to be friends with local tyrants, and they are not afraid of such local tyrants.

"The mountains are good, go back and ask the village chief, and then it's manpower and material resources. If you want to build it, build it bigger. I can ask my father about the manpower, but the material resources of bricks and tiles will have to worry about you, Uncle Wen. ”

"Yes, Uncle Manpower will try to find it here, and strive to start work as soon as possible."

"Okay, let's ...... then" and the two of them were fully engaged in how to plan and carry out the plan.

Declined Uncle Wen's invitation to lunch, got on the carriage of Zhenghetang and hurried to the village.

When I got home, I found that the two of them had forgotten their mother, and asked the coachman to tell them on their behalf.

Only Shen Youshou and Shen Mengshi are at home, and Shen Ziran can also independently keep accounts and collect herbs, and it is almost winter, and the herbs are like locusts crossing the border in Yishan Village within a radius of ten miles, and there are no roots left, so there is no need for adults to be there, and a few small divisions of labor and cooperation can be completed.

Shen Xinran repeated the words of Shopkeeper Wen and let them know that it was serious and confidential, after all, this could kill the whole family if they were not careful, I am afraid it is a trivial matter!

"That Xiaoruo, you go to the field and bring your uncle back, saying that there is something to discuss." Although Shen Mengshi is a woman, she also understands the importance of things.

"Xiao Ruo, wait a minute, we just need to ask my father to ask for work, just tell Zhenghetang that he wants to do it with us, the medicine is going to be there, and the four of us will know."

"The more people who know, the more danger there is!" This medicine is both an opportunity and a crisis for a farmer who has no power or power!

"Got it, Dad!" After speaking, Shen Ruoran left.

"Third uncle, let's find the village chief and uncle to see if we can buy the wasteland in the back mountain as soon as possible!"

"All of them?" Shen Youshou asked in surprise.

"Well, we have to build a workshop before the winter, and there are not many herbs left that can be found now, and we can't make many medicines on our family alone."

"Okay, let's go to the village chief's house quickly."

Shen Mengshi, who had a heart, had already prepared two catties of pork belly on the side, and some candy was brought to the village chief together when they went, begging someone to do something, and there were empty hands.

This is Shen Xinran forgot that Shen Youshou is a man, not so hearty, there is an old man in the family.

The one who opened the door was Shen Liang, the daughter-in-law of the village chief, and Shen Liang, the daughter-in-law.

"Sister-in-law Liang, I want to find Uncle the village chief."

"Okay, come in and sit, my father-in-law is still taking a nap!" Shen Liang warmly beckoned them in, thanks to them this autumn, he made a lot of money, so he was extremely enthusiastic about them.

The village chief was woken up by the old woman and was very unhappy, "The girl of the Shen family and Shen Xiucai are looking for you, and the eldest daughter-in-law is entertaining you in the hall." ”

The village chief was overjoyed, there are not many herbs to dig now, and the big guy is still pouring into the Shen family to inquire, what other ideas do they have.

"It's Xiao Xin and Youshou!" The village chief picked up and walked briskly to say.

"Uncle Chief/Chief."

"Sit down, have you had lunch?"

"Eat, let's come here to think about something."

"The land, the land, tell me what kind of land you want." The land in the village is in his heart, and as long as they say it, he will know if there is anything that meets the requirements.

"Just the wasteland in the back."

"Wasteland! All? The village chief asked in surprise, thinking that what he wanted was fertile land, but he didn't expect it to be wasteland. Although wasteland is cheaper than fertile land, it is wasteland when it is reclaimed. That wasteland is more than twenty acres!" The village chief persuaded.

"We don't reclaim it, to be honest, the town's Zhenghetang plans to build a small workshop with us."

"Really, that's great. Then let's measure it now, Uncle will give Xiao Xin a cheap one, Liangchenjing, go get a ruler, and go measure the wasteland for me. "Liangchen Jing is the third son of the village chief, and there is a daughter, making up a beautiful scenery.