At the beginning of May, a major event occurred in Ren County, which is at the junction of Qingguo and Qi State, and the famous yellow sand was planted by thieves. Not only did they lose more than half of the horse bandits, but the heads of the three leaders were also cut off, while Zheng County Lieutenant and Wu Zhubo and others became famous in one fell swoop.

It is rumored that Wu Zhubo reported urgently, and the county lieutenant Zheng led the arresters to ambush them halfway and capture them in one fell swoop.

When the matter spread, the heads of those yellow sand thieves had been sent to the royal capital to report their merits, and the Huang County Order and Zhang County Cheng had stamped the big seal, and for a while, both the people in the county and the landlords and gentry applauded. The Yellow Sand Thieves have risen for several years, robbing homes and houses, killing people and plundering, disturbing people within a radius of 100 miles, and the government has finally done a beautiful thing this time.

At the same time, the hunters united with the 500-strong sergeants of the first battalion of the 'Pingnan Army Hu Cavalry Battalion' stationed outside the city, and began to sweep the remaining men and horses of the Yellow Sand Bandits outside the city. With half of the horse bandits and the three masters missing, the strength of the Yellow Sand Bandits has dropped greatly, and it is a good time to clean up.

I don't know where the information is, there are really several insiders of the Huangsha thieves in the county, and they were arrested and interrogated, and some people were confessed, even a deputy helmsman of the Tiger Gang was also implicated. The Tigers immediately removed the identity of the deputy helmsman, expelled the rudder, and cleared up the implication, however, the deputy helmsman absconded when he heard the news, and the matter was over.

The sergeant of the Hu Cavalry Battalion outside the city went to sweep away the Yellow Sand Bandits, and the other party was caught off guard, and after the remaining Yellow Sand Bandits lost most of their manpower, only a few of them fled into the mountains, and among the people who escaped was the 'Ma Junshi'.

The Yellow Sand Bandits are gone.

On East Street, a new pharmacy opened today. The plaque in gold on a black background in Phnom Penh is 'Yonghe Hall'. No artillery battles, no flower baskets, no red cloths. There were no couplets on the doorposts, but cow dung and gravel were swept away in front of the door, water was sprinkled on the dusty ground, and plaques were hung.

That's right, there are four main streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest, many small streets and alleys, as well as two tall city gates in the north and south. The whole county is sandwiched between the mountains, which can be regarded as a small artery up and down the north and south, and there are merchants going south and north from time to time. It's just that. Both the streets and the alleys are dirt roads, dirty and messy.

Yonghetang occupies the original small village courtyard on East Street, and there is a façade shop at the front door, which is not a small place. Next to it is the main entrance of the small farm. There are more than a dozen large and small wings in the small courtyard. The bluestone slab-paved ground, stables, wells, and a small garden can be used for people to live and practice.

And such a village is considered medium-sized in the county, and if you want to buy it, you can't buy it without 600 silver coins. But if you rent it, it's much cheaper, and the rent is 60 silver coins a year.

Morning. The adults in the farm got up very early, after feeding 7 good horses and 2 mules. Began to stand on the pile, spit, boxing, and practice footwork.

It wasn't until an hour later that the practice came to an end, and most of the people dispersed, but there were still people who insisted on practicing hard.

The women went to cook, and there was a group of children in the small manor, who were reluctant to dress and wash their faces at the moment, and after breakfast, the private school teacher was going to come to teach.

Men, those who practice martial arts continue to practice martial arts, those who go to the medicine hall to help, and those who go out to buy vegetables and sell meat are also responsible.

It's just that Yonghetang has been open for a few days, and the front door is deserted, and not a single patient comes to the door.

In Yonghe Hall.

As soon as you enter, there is a new row of benches by the window on the right for patients to rest, and there is a room at the right end, with a white curtain, which is the doctor's lounge.

On the opposite side of the bench, there is a long black lacquer table and a chair, which is used by the doctor for diagnosis.

In the back, there was a counter blocking the way for visitors, and patients were not allowed to enter, because there were two large medicine cabinets on the left and right, and there were hundreds of small drawers on them, which were ready to store the prepared Chinese medicine. The guy who grabbed the medicine worked inside and was responsible for catching and weighing the medicine.

There is a back door behind the medicine cabinet, which leads directly to the small manor.

However, at this moment, Zhang Weidong is the only one in Yonghe Hall, that is, he is a doctor and a doctor who is also a doctor who catches medicine, and in addition, more than half of the medicinal materials are missing in the drawer of the medicine cabinet. From entering the city to settling down and opening a pharmacy, it was only half a month, although some were bought on the market and trusted, but it was not easy to obtain medicinal materials in these years. There are two other medicine halls on the East Street, the Holy Hand Hall and the Jishi Hall.

These two pharmacies seem to be time-honored brands, and the people of East Street are more trusting.

Yonghetang is just newly opened, the opening is low-key, and the fame has not spread, so naturally it cannot be compared.

Therefore, in the past few days since the door opened, there were many people who gathered outside the door to watch the excitement, but no one came to see the doctor.

Zhang Weidong is very idle.

"Sir!"

A person came in at the main entrance of the medicine hall. Generally, the back door is closed from the inside, so as not to let Xiao Yueyue and the dog come in and make trouble. Therefore, even the people in the village courtyard enter and exit through the main entrance of the medicine hall. The person who came in was Zhao Gongjian, who had now cleaned up the old image of a farmer, changed into a new cotton robe, brought a small hat, his face was ruddy, his waist was straight, and he was clean and tidy.

Zhao Gongjian was originally a farmer, occasionally went into the mountains to hunt, and knew a little about some medicinal materials, so he came to the medicine hall to help. As for Zhao Erbao, he is responsible for feeding livestock, Zhao Tiedan is responsible for building some furniture used, Zhao Falcon and Zhao Hound brothers are diligent in practicing martial arts and guarding the door, Xu Qing and Zhao Lanlan are responsible for cooking and taking care of children.

"Are you still used to it?" asked Zhang Weidong with a smile.

"Back to the master, get used to it, this day is like a dream!"

Eat well, eat well, wear new clothes, get a salary every month, and don't do much every day, and start learning martial arts, maybe you can become a martial artist in the future, which makes Zhao Gongjian satisfied.

"That's good, as long as everyone works hard, the future will be better!"

"With the master here, everyone has confidence!"

Zhang Weidong nodded with a smile and said: "We have just arrived in the county, we are not familiar with the place, we still have to keep a low profile, by the way, I will give you a task, Yonghetang lacks a lot of medicinal materials, I have drawn some pictures, you according to the map, go to the medicine picker, and the medicinal materials in the hands of the medicine picker in the future can be sold in Yonghetang, and the price can be appropriately increased, of course, it would be better if you could catch the line of the pharmacist, in addition, you have to buy some pharmacy books back." ”

"Okay, sir, I'll make a note of it, I'll go. Zhao Gongjian took 1 silver coin, and there was a stack of straw paper, on which there were some common pictures of medicinal materials, there were no words, they were all herbal medicines, as for some non-herbal medicinal materials, they had to find another channel to buy.

According to Zhang Weidong's prediction, it would be very good to be able to buy sixty or seventy flavors of medicinal herbs in Ren County. Since he collected medicines and purchased medicinal materials in the town a few years ago, he has only collected twenty or thirty kinds of medicines, and prepared a few prescriptions, broad-spectrum medicines for common diseases such as wind cold, typhoid fever, sores, and dysentery. These prescriptions came from him, and with a slight modification, the effect is wonderful.

Moreover, Zhang Weidong is worried that the medicinal materials on this planet are more or less different from what he understands, which is normal, so to be a good doctor, you must also understand the medical skills and medicines here.

Zhao bowed and arrows went out, and Zhang Weidong saw that there was no business, so he closed the door and went to the street alone. It just so happened that the tea leaves at home were also drunk, and I needed to buy some.

On a street on East Street, separated by a small alley, there are many courtyards and shops. Let's just say that the neighbors of Yonghetang, on the left is a 'Zhao Ji Noodle Restaurant', but the business is average, there is a grain and oil shop 'Lao Lin Rice Oil', the business is not bad, after all, the people in the county, whether they are rich or aborigines, have to buy grain and meat, and they don't produce it. In addition, there is a wonton stall outside the small manor, which is run by an old couple, and Zhang Weidong did not chase them. On East Street, there are more than 40 storefronts and snack stalls, which is not a few.

The other three streets are similar.

However, East Street should be the worst of the four streets, like a slum, people wear old clothes, there are many malnourished, there are no good restaurants, there are no good inns, it seems that all the shops are one grade lower than the other three streets.

Zhang Weidong wanted to buy some good tea and spirits, but he couldn't buy them on East Street, so he had no choice but to go to South Street.

When you arrive at South Street, it is like being in another world.

The street is clean, the bluestone paving is paved, the shops are one after another, and it is not uncommon to see two-story small buildings, and the red lanterns can be seen everywhere. It is the people who enter and exit this street, bustling, it seems that they all have a high status, dress a higher grade, and their mental outlook is also ruddy and shiny, which is very different. At the same time, the roadside stalls are gone, and you want to eat, so you have to go upstairs.

Also on this South Street, there is a green building 'sale, soul, cave'.

At the door, several clever turtle men were soliciting customers, and when they saw those who were dressed enough, they immediately greeted them with excessive enthusiasm.

On the attic on the second floor, young women dressed up in flowers, sitting on the railing, with white flowers on their chests, throwing flattering eyes at people passing by, calling them 'uncle'. And some men wearing this silk don't shy away from suspicion at all, and when they enter in groups of people in groups of three or five, they are open-minded, and they are full of red light, but their legs are weak.

And more people passing by, either women despise and spurn, or men are shy in their pockets, bow their heads and leave in a hurry.

"Uncle, come on, come in and have some wine and have some fun, right?"

"Little brother—"

"What a handsome man—"

"Maybe there will be a chick, sister, I'll give you a red envelope!"

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Zhang Weidong passed by, looked at it curiously, and immediately attracted the attention of many red people, waving the scarf diligently, behaving boldly, and smiling and flirting.

Not far away, there is a 'Tianyun Tea Workshop', and this red cloth is hung on one side of the door, and a big golden word 'tea' is embroidered on it.

Zhang Weidong didn't stop, and when he entered the tea shop, he was greeted by the mixed fragrance of tea. On the quaint and atmospheric shelves, there are small porcelain jars, sealed with rice paper and covered with wooden lids. There were only two people in the entire tea shop, a teenage guy and a middle-aged man in charge.

Seeing that a guest had entered the door, the young man was about to come forward to greet him, but the shopkeeper sent him away and came to greet him himself.

"The contemptible surname is Lin, the shopkeeper of Tianyun Tea House, what tea do guests want to order?" (To be continued.) )