"Comfortable!"

Mu Xuan sat in the bathtub and couldn't help moaning.

Before the medicated bath, he looked at the green liquid in the bath tub and thought it would be very painful or a little uncomfortable, but now that he feels it, it is called a comfort!

Mu Xuan lay in the bathtub and began to go through the contents of the medical scriptures and pharmacopoeia from his mind.

After the medicinal bath, Mu Xuan washed his body again and stretched his waist before going to bed to rest.

The day went by.

Early the next morning, Mu Xuan went to the opposite inn, found Xiucai, and asked him to write a recruitment notice for him.

Because some of the medical scriptures in my mind are written in small seals, some in block letters, and some in cursive script, Mu Xuan knows some of the various fonts, but knowing, and being able to write, are completely different things.

Mu Xuan tried it himself, his words really couldn't bear to look at directly, and in desperation, he could only go to Xiucai, an expert.

"How?!"

Inside the inn, Xiucai looked smug and put the brush aside.

"Very good!"

Mu Xuan nodded.

Lao Bai came over, looking like a comment, "It's just a little thin, not atmospheric enough!" ”

When Xiucai heard this, he immediately glared at Lao Bai, "You haven't read a book, are you embarrassed to judge me?" ”

"Yes, you have read it, and the ancestral property you read has been lost!"

Lao Bai did not show weakness and ran directly.

In the past two days, Mu Xuan has become familiar with the way everyone in the inn gets along, and it is normal for the two to fight each other.

"Yes, you two go on, I'll post the notice first."

Mu Xuan took the notice and walked outside.

Taking the paste that had been prepared in advance, Mu Xuan posted the recruitment notice on the wall.

"The changes in Seven Heroes Town are big enough!"

On the street, a rickety old man walked slowly down the street, turning his head left and right to look at the scene on the street, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?"

The old man was looking at the scene in the street, and a young man who was posting a notice came into his eyes.

The old man's eyes were full of surprise, and he immediately stepped forward and looked carefully behind Mu Xuan's back.

"Let's work!"

Mu Xuan looked at the job posting on the wall and patted the dust on his hands.

There is a bookkeeper, which requires being proficient in arithmetic and accounting, six dollars of silver per month, not to mention various benefits, compared with the monthly salary of two dollars of silver on the other side, Mu Xuan's six dollars of silver, the treatment is already quite generous.

Then there is the buddy, Mu Xuan recruits the buddy, mainly to ask the guy to help catch the medicine.

You can't Mu Xuan prescribe medicine to people while still having to catch the medicine himself, right?

This is too embarrassing, not to mention that he is still tired, Mu Xuan doesn't want to be so tired, so he simply finds a guy.

This guy is responsible for catching medicine, so he must know some knowledge of medicinal materials, right?

Even if you don't know it, you have to be literate and smart!

A wall of medicine cabinets, if the other party is illiterate, how to grab medicine?

If the other party is not smart, how can they remember the location of the medicinal herbs?

Mu Xuan had already thought about it, if the other party knew the knowledge of medicinal materials, then the monthly salary would be the same as the account room, which would be regarded as six dollars of silver.

After all, one who knows how to settle accounts and the other who understands medicinal materials can be regarded as technical talents.

But if the other party doesn't understand medicinal materials and is just literate, then I'm sorry, and the monthly salary will have to be cut in half.

No way, that's the reality!

Mu Xuan shook his head, sighed, and turned around to walk back to the medical hall.

"Oh my god!"

As soon as Mu Xuan turned around, he saw a person coming forward with a smile, and a big face had almost touched Mu Xuan's body, Mu Xuan was startled by this person, and he took a few steps back, leaning against the wall. After careful inspection, I saw the appearance of this person.

The man was an old man with white hair, hunched up, his face wrinkled, dressed in coarse cloth, and holding in his hand a straight cane that had been pulped for a long time.

"This son, are you in the accounting room?"

Seeing that it was an ordinary old man, Mu Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The man appeared behind him silently, scaring him enough!

"Little brother, are you in the accounting room?"

As soon as Mu Xuan wanted to enter the house, the old man crossed the crutches and asked with a smile.

Mu Xuan glanced at this person up and down, nodded slightly, but then slowly shook his head.

He wanted to confess to the account room and the man, but this man ...... Too old, right?

Even at the wrinkles on this old man's face and his rickety figure, Mu Xuan didn't dare to recruit him!

and he had ten thousand taels of silver on him.

But it had already cost four hundred taels of silver to buy medicinal materials, and Mu Xuan had to buy all kinds of rare medicinal materials later.

There are many places to spend money like water.

This old man is so old, if he suddenly falls ill...... Mu Xuan shook his head, he didn't dare to think about it!

"Uncle......"

Mu Xuan shook his head, and just as he wanted to speak, the old man spoke again, "The old man knows a little about medicinal materials and is literate, I can also do this work of catching medicine!" ”

"Poof~"

Mu Xuan almost laughed out loud, "Uncle, come, come!" ”

Mu Xuan took the old man to the entrance of the medical hall and pointed to a wall of medicine cabinets facing the door.

"It's okay to say the bottom, but the medicine cabinet at the top needs a ladder!"

"You're climbing a ladder at your age...... Uncle, I run a medical center, and I do my duty, but I don't want to get into trouble like a murder! ”

Mu Xuan said with a smile.

When the old man heard this, he also smiled, "Okay, you don't need the old man, the old man has no problem!" ”

The old man sat down in the seat beside him.

These seats are placed opposite the inn to give passers-by a place to sit and rest.

Mu Xuan didn't pay attention to him, walked into the house, and began to wait for people to come to the door.

The conditions he prescribed, in all walks of life in his peers and Seven Heroes Town, were considered top-notch treatment, and he didn't believe that no one came to the door.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Xuan's front feet were posted, people came one after another, but the strange thing was that those people had just arrived at the door, and before they came in, they hurriedly left holding their stomachs.

It wasn't until the tenth that Mu Xuan saw that the other party was holding his stomach and leaving again, and he couldn't hold back any longer, walked out quickly, and grabbed the man's wrist.

This is not the first time Mu Xuan has diagnosed the pulse of others, the last time he diagnosed the pulse, it was Mu Xuan who diagnosed his own pulse, when Mu Xuan was diagnosing the pulse, the symptoms corresponding to various pulses were reflected in the medical scriptures, and the knowledge in the medical scriptures, as if with its own retrieval, appeared in Mu Xuan's mind.

After a while, Mu Xuan saw that this person's symptoms and causes were still there.

"Catch a cold?"

Mu Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

The first nine, plus this one, are they all cold?

"Brother, I call you brother, I won't apply for the job, don't hold me!"

The man who was grabbed by Mu Xuan's wrist had tears in his eyes, clamped his legs, and said with a slight cry.

Mu Xuan's face was embarrassed, and he let go of his hand and let the man leave.

Seeing Mu Xuan let go, this person walked away quickly, holding his stomach while chanting, "This shop is really a bit evil!" Whoever comes has a stomachache, it's really not fooling! ”

Mu Xuan's face was ugly, looking left and right, it was still a little early before the sun went down, there were still many pedestrians on the street, and in the corner of the wall, there was a beggar millet, who was begging for food.

A little farther afield, the old man sits, his head drooping, a little, a little, obviously dozing off.

"Hell it, I don't believe it anymore!"

Mu Xuan shook his head and reflexively went back to the medical hall.

The old man's shaking head was raised, and he glanced at Mu Xuan's back, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.