My name is Ye Cheng, I graduated from college a few years ago and I never got a job. It is also unlucky, when I applied for the college entrance examination, I chose the most unpopular Chinese medicine major because of my brain, and I fell into a field where I was unemployed after graduation.

I looked for several pharmacies in a row, and as soon as others heard that I was a Chinese medicine professional, they swept me out of the house.

That day, I was kicked out of the pharmacy by someone else, and my girlfriend from college, Lin Ying, happened to bump into this scene. She asked me how I was doing, and said that she was about to get married, and that it was good for her to come back from studying abroad, and asked me if there was anything I needed help with. I said no, so I found an excuse and left in a hurry.

Squatting on the streets of the ancient city of Shaobei, I feel very bad in my heart, to be honest, I cherish this love until now. But the ideal eventually lost to reality, and in the year of graduation, Lin Ying chose the rich second generation between me and the rich second generation.

Just as I was about to flee the city full of sadness, my college roommate Chen Liang called me and told me that there was a Chinese medicine shop on Shaobei West Street that had a contract and the boss was willing to pay 30,000 yuan in wages first. If you can do it for a long time, you can give an old house as a benefit.

At first, I couldn't believe it, but now that the business of the Chinese medicine shop is bleak, even profitability is a problem, how can it be possible to send the old house? Because I still had some reluctance in my heart, with the attitude of giving it a try, I found the pharmacy according to the address given by Chen Liang. : Black ||Rock | |閣即可免费費無彈窗觀看

The pharmacy is in an alley in a busy street, the alley is very quiet, there are old houses on both sides, and at the end of the alley is the Chinese medicine shop I am looking for, which is antique and very charming

In the lobby, I met the owner of this pharmacy, an old man in his seventies, Hong Gang. In the summer, Hong Gang wore a cyan robe, a bit like a teacher in the Republic of China.

When I entered, he was leaning back in a large mahogany chair, yawning pleasantly. After seeing me, Hong Gang's eyes suddenly lit up, he sat up straight, looked at me, and said: Are you here to apply?

I said, "My friend introduced me."

Hong Gang said: I know, but the people who come to me must be bold and careful, open from 12 o'clock to 4 o'clock in the evening, what do you like to do at other times, you can eat and live in the store, the monthly salary is 8,000, do you think you are suitable?

Doors open at 12 p.m.?? I thought I had misheard.

If you're not happy, then forget it, I'll find someone else. Hong Gang simply didn't explain it to me.

I'll do it, I'll do it! Except for the strange opening time, the salary he gave was quite good, and I didn't want to look for a job on the street, so I agreed.

Hong Gang glanced at me, and then said, "Okay, you sign this contract, and you can come to work in the evening, but there are some things I want to remind you."

I was afraid that the boss would regret it, so I nodded while signing the contract and said: Well, you say!

Be sure to open the door on time by twelve o'clock! If a customer comes to grab the medicine, you must read carefully, and you must not catch the wrong one! Between 12 and 4 p.m., you must not leave the pharmacy, even if someone outside wants to save your life, you can't go out! Do you understand?

Abiding by professional ethics is itself a doctor's talent, and Hong Gang's request is not unreasonable. But if there is really someone outside asking for help, if I, as a doctor, don't I go out, wouldn't it be too impersonal?

Do you remember what I said? Hong Gang looked at me and asked.

I said I knew, and I saw Hong Gang dragging out a wooden box from the counter, looking at me with a smile and saying: Then this place will be handed over to you, I will go far away!

I took a closer look at the drugstore. The architectural style of this pharmacy is still the same as it was in the late Qing Dynasty, and the stairs are wooden, and I felt particularly cold when I went up to the second floor of the attic. The rooms on the second floor were locked all the way out, and the locks were rusty and looked like they hadn't been opened for a long time.

I moved all my clothes and bedding from the rental room, cleaned up a room in the building, and fell asleep because I was so tired.

When I went to bed, I always felt that someone was walking back and forth upstairs, as if there was still the sound of someone talking, because I couldn't hear what they were saying because of the wooden plank.

I don't know how long I slept, but a cool breeze suddenly blew open the window, and I woke up from my dream, sat up, and it was completely dark outside. It was at this moment that the footsteps and voices of the upstairs disappeared, as if they had never been there.

I glanced at the time, and my heart tightened, and I felt like I was crawling out of bed.

Oh no, no, it's almost twelve o'clock!

Remembering what Hong Gang told me during the day, I quickly got up from the bed, and after getting dressed in a hurry, the moment I pushed open the door, a cool breeze poured in, and I couldn't help but shiver. Consciously glanced at the time, 11:59, just after the time. With a long sigh of relief, I poked my head out and looked outside, the weather didn't seem to be good, and it was foggy outside, blocking out the lights of the bustling streets in the distance.

Strange, why is it so quiet outside today? With this doubt, I returned to the counter and leaned leisurely on the wooden chair, thinking that it was so late, no one should come to buy medicinal herbs, right?

Hey, the shopkeeper has changed again? Suddenly, a small old man appeared at the counter, and I didn't know when he came in, startling me.

I was shocked, and after calming down, I said: The shopkeeper has something to do, and I am a new man.

The old man snorted and said, "The young man is very bold, this is the medicinal herb I want to buy" As he spoke, the old man handed me a prescription.

According to the medicinal materials written on the prescription, I caught him a wooden butterfly for one penny, an Annanzi for three coins, and a bellflower for five cents. They were all cough medicines, and after they were packaged, I handed them to the old man.

Later, at the time of checkout, strange things happened. The old man gave me an old version of a hundred dollars for change, and I gave him seventy dollars, but he said that the money I gave him was fake. No matter how I changed it, he said that the money I gave was fake, and said that he would go to my boss for an explanation. Later, there was really no way, so I returned the hundred dollars to the old man and gave him the medicine for free.

When the old man was leaving, he was still chattering and scolding me, which made me depressed for a while.

But this night, except for the old man, the customers who came behind were very talkative. It was about three o'clock when a little boy walked in outside the door. That is, after the little boy walked into the pharmacy, no one came in again.

The little boy was expressionless, and there was a black mole on his eyebrows, which was very uncomfortable to look at.

Uncle, I'm going to buy five coins honeysuckle The little boy walked to the counter, lowered his head, and said.

I found the honeysuckle that the little boy wanted from the third drawer in the third row of the medicine cabinet, wrapped it for the little boy, handed it to the little boy, and asked, "Little brother, why are you still going out so late?"

The little boy did not speak, but after taking the change I had found, he squatted down in a corner of the room and counted them one by one.

In the corner of the room, the light was already dim, and the little boy could barely see his face as he buried his head in counting the money.

At first, I thought that the little boy was careful, afraid that I would find less money, but then I realized that something was wrong. The little boy counted the dozens of dollars in his hand over and over again, almost tirelessly, repeating an action.

For a long time, the little boy had been crouching in the corner.

When the little boy arrived, there were no more customers in the pharmacy. It was nearly four o'clock, and I was thinking about letting the little boy go out to get ready to go to bed. When I looked back, I realized that the little boy was gone, and I didn't know when he left.

Later, when I returned to the counter to settle the accounts, I found that I couldn't calculate the money, because there was an inexplicable extra 100 yuan on my counter, and it was the old version of the renminbi that had long been out of circulation in the market.