When I arrived at Jishitang, someone soon greeted me.

He is a middle-aged thin man in his forties, with a mustache, small eyes, and shrewdness.

"Shizi, you are here, the little one is the shopkeeper of this Jishitang."

When Li Changkong heard this, he glanced at him and asked unhurriedly, "What is your origin?" How long have you been following me? ”

"The younger one was born in Renhua County, Jin'an Prefecture, Yangzhou, and has been following Grandpa Guo for more than 20 years."

Li Changkong nodded and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Little Zhang Quan."

For more than 20 years, he can be called an old man in the Dingguo Mansion.

And being able to do the position of the shopkeeper of Jishitang shows that the ability is also good, but it is trustworthy.

"Do you know what this son is doing this time?"

"I know, I know, Grandpa Guo has already explained, let me and others try their best to cooperate with the prince."

"Okay, then I'm going to completely disappear within a month, can I do it?"

"Ah....., Lord Shizi, aren't you joking with the villain?" Zhang Quan was dumbfounded, wondering if he had misheard something.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Li Changkong's words were sharp, and his tone suddenly rose.

When Zhang Quan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had figured out something, he pounced and knelt down directly.

"Lord Shizi, did you offend you when the little one didn't open his eyes?"

"You adults have a lot, don't worry about the small ones, the small ones are here to make amends for you."

After speaking, he knocked his head up, not ambiguous at all.

Seeing this, Li Changkong waved his hand and said, "This matter is not as difficult as you think, but there is a quiet room to discuss with this son?" ”

"Yes, yes, please come here." Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, Zhang Quan immediately got up and led Li Changkong inside.

In the quiet room, Li Changkong took out the recipe for the ointment and said, "With this thing, can you make the hanging pot disappear within a month?" ”

Seeing this, Zhang Quan immediately stepped forward to pick up the prescription to check, and after half a ring, he was shocked.

This is actually the recipe for the pig ointment that has been popular all over the Taiping Fang for a long time.

I didn't think that this thing was actually from the hand of the Marquis of Wuling, which was really a bit unexpected.

With this thing, he is indeed a little sure, but Zhang Quan is still embarrassed.

"Shizi, the time for January is a bit tight, can it be in March?"

Li Changkong didn't say a word, and came up with several formulas again.

Seeing this, Zhang Quan's eyes straightened.

Pick them up one by one and take a closer look.

Guizhi Soup, Wu Zhu Yu Soup, Zhi Zhi San, Suzi Qi Lowering Soup, Gui Peony Dihuang Pill......

"It's... Aren't these all recipes that work wonders like pig ointment? ”

Li Changkong nodded and said, "Is it enough?" ”

The recipes he gave are all well-known recipes in "Zhang's Medical Tong", and they have proven their worth in history.

It is listed as a traditional Chinese medicine classic prescription and is widely used in clinical practice of Chinese medicine.

Compared with some of Daqian's current traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

If you can't use the business war to make the hanging pot disappear from Taipingfang within a month, then Zhang Quan, the shopkeeper, will be done.

"Enough is enough, enough is definitely enough."

"Don't worry, the little one will put the words here. Within one month, absolutely according to your wishes, let the hanging pot house disappear completely in Taipingfang! ”

Seeing this, Li Changkong nodded with satisfaction: "Do it well, don't let me worry about such a trivial matter." ”

"When the thing is done, this son will naturally ask Shibo for credit for you."

"Thank you, Lord Shizi!"

Zhang Quan's heart blossomed, at first he thought that Li Changkong was a living Hades king who came to ask for his life.

Now let's see, where is the living Hades, it is clearly the God of Wealth.

If these recipes are all true, once they are made out, not to mention the hanging pot residence, I am afraid that the entire Taipingfang will have to be the world of their Jishitang.

After explaining the matter, Li Changkong returned to the mansion and once again lived a leisurely life of not going out of the gate and not stepping out of the second door.

It's just that unlike before, this time he has money, and his life is a lot more luxurious.

There are fresh melons and fruits every morning, and the lunch must be the wine and food of the famous Qiandu Mansion - Zuixian Building, and the evening is lighter, and the dinner is probably Wanghailou.

After more than ten days in a row, Li Changkong felt as if he had gained a lot of weight.

However, the outside world probably didn't know that he was so idle, and the business war between Hanging Huju and Jishitang had reached a fever pitch, and both sides almost beat their brains out.

Zhang Quan is a person who does not understand the business wars of later generations. But I have been a shopkeeper for more than ten years, and I have some doorways.

He first made prescriptions such as Guizhi Soup, Zhiyu San, and Gui Shao Dihuang Pill, and then spread them out and made a reputation.

It's the same as the path to making a fortune from the ointment.

At this time, Jishitang did not show any posture against the hanging pot house at all, but only developed itself.

However, when the reputation of these medicines was completely established, there was an endless stream of customers who came for them.

Jishitang was completely troubled.

It is claimed that all guests who come to Jishitang to buy medicine can no longer go to Hanging Huju.

Otherwise, once discovered, the medicine will never be sold.

As soon as this news came out, it was undoubtedly directly inserted into the main artery of the hanging pot.

In just a few days and nights, the number of visitors to the Hanging Huju has plummeted.

The daily turnover dropped from nearly 100 taels of silver to tens of taels of silver!

Is this still worth it?

Hanging Huju immediately launched a counterattack, claiming that all guests who came to Hanging Huju to buy medicine were not allowed to go to Jishitang again.

Otherwise, once discovered, the medicine will never be sold.

However... There is no use for fart.

Footfall is still pitiful.

Several new drugs from Jishitang have completely opened up the market in Taipingfang, and if Hanging Huju wants to use such a way to hurt the enemy and damage eight hundred, it is tantamount to lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

And today, in addition to some old customers who have been in the Hanging Pot House for many years, the patients of Taipingfang have basically gone to Jishitang.

In the capital city uncle's mansion, the capital city uncle was pacing back and forth, his face was extremely ugly.

In just a few days, the revenue of Hanging Huju has dropped so much.

What is this trying to do?

Murder for money and death?

The key is that it is the property of the Duke of Dingguo, and he is an earl, and he can fight with the Marquis of Wuling, who is a down-and-out marquis.

But in the face of a top-notch noble like Dingguo Gong, if he dares to come to the door to provoke, I am afraid that he will not even know how to die.

But this silver is missing, and he is distressed!

It hurt so much that I couldn't sleep all night.

Seeing this, the housekeeper tentatively proposed: "Master, it is said that the new medicines of Jishitang were all made up by Li Changkong. ”

"Or, let's go and admit our mistakes to him and ask others to raise their noble hands?"

When Du Chengbo heard this, he was immediately furious.

"What are you talking about?"

"When the lord left the Marquis of Wuling's mansion, he put down his arrogant words, claiming that Li Changkong was desperate in the future, so he didn't want to come to me."

"Now you let my lord and I beg him, what is your intention?"

"Could it be that I don't want to be embarrassed, master?"