Zhaoyang didn't sleep all night to digest this medical database.

She got the true inheritance of the master in the palace, and her medical skills were actually higher than Zhao Boheng.

It is precisely because of this that as she digests the medical database, she is more amazed by the miracles created by later generations of human beings in medicine.

Many of the diseases that now seem terrible have been cured at their roots by later generations.

For example, leprosy, for example, smallpox......

Zhaoyang remembers that when she was six years old, there was an outbreak of smallpox in the Great Jin Dynasty, when her father had already neglected political affairs, and the powerful Empress Dowager and her brother, who had become prime minister, directly ordered that the infected person be buried alive.

Even those who had developed smallpox and were slowly getting better were not spared.

This incident caused turmoil in the Great Jin Dynasty at that time, and later the imperial court suppressed it, and since then the tens of thousands of people who died have become taboo and are not allowed to mention it again.

However, the doctor tried his best to study and cure the infectious disease of smallpox, but there was no progress in the slightest, and the people who contracted smallpox were still resigned to fate.

Those who carry the past will survive, and they will not be infected by smallpox in the future, and if they can't carry it, they can only die.

Smallpox makes people smell and change.

But now Zhaoyang knows that smallpox can be prevented by vaccination!

These 80,000 points are well spent!

Zhaoyang was immersed in the surprises brought to her by the medicine of later generations, and when everyone in the Yu family got up and started making pho, she realized that the night had passed like this.

Zhaoyang calmed down, ran the internal strength for two weeks, and the tiredness suddenly dissipated a lot, and then got up to help.

As soon as Mrs. Yu saw her, she drove her back to sleep: "It's enough for us here, you are still a child, you have to sleep more, go back quickly." ”

Zhaoyang: "......"

Fifteen isn't a child, is it?

Pei Xuan had also gotten up, but he didn't help today, so he watched and taught them from the side.

Pho is not technically difficult, they can learn it as soon as they learn it.

It was a little bright outside, so Old Man Yu asked Yu Baishun and Yu Yuanlin, father and son, to send twenty catties of pho to the Yang family who set up a stall.

Pei Xuan waited for them to be almost done, and then instructed Yu Jinping to make a big bowl of yesterday's sauce.

In addition to the twenty catties that had been sent away, the Yu family also made fifty catties.

Zhaoyang and Pei Xuan also went out with Yu Jinping today.

As soon as they arrived in the town, before they started setting up their stalls, there were already many people waiting to buy them.

"Bring me two pounds."

"I want three pounds."

"Young man, weigh me five pounds!"

……

They are scrambling to pay, this kind of food that they have never seen before is fresh, and they are afraid that they will not be able to grab it if it is slow.

Yu Baishun saw that the business was so good, he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and today he was also out of the stall for two quarters of an hour, and all of them had been sold.

The sauce made by Yu Jinping did not come in handy at all.

After the sale, Yu Baishun said happily: "If there is such a business every day, then our family will not have to live as hard as it is now." You are really a lucky star, and you have brought good luck to our family. ”

Zhaoyang smiled.

At this time, Aunt Yang came in a hurry, and when she saw them closing the stall, she immediately said anxiously: "It's sold out so quickly?" Ouch, I still want to buy another 20 catties, everyone who comes to eat noodles today wants pho, this little half a day's effort, it's almost sold! ”

"Are you in a hurry?" Yu Yuanlin asked.

"It's not in a hurry, it's definitely sold out this morning, we still have to do business at noon, right?"

As soon as Aunt Yang's words fell, someone arrogantly interjected: "This pho is what you sell?" ”