In April, Changyu was rainy and rainy. One by one, the people of the city walked heavily, exhausted, and dying......

In the Wangxue Tower, Dong Junqin was writing, and said while writing: "It's not enough to be dying, but the work of going into the water really has to be stopped." You follow this recipe and first grab the amount for three days. Three posts a day, if there is still no improvement, continue to grab medicine at any serious medicine store along the road. But not for seven days at most. If you still feel unwell after seven days, you can take my prescription to the Wuhe Pavilion in Lingzhou to find a doctor for a follow-up. ”

The middle-aged man at the table looked at Dong Junqin writing hard, and his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Young hall master, your recipe is not good, and the Wuhe Pavilion is even more useless." ”

Dong Junqin did not answer, and continued: "Pay attention to your diet, avoid alcohol and saltiness, and if you bathe, the water should be hot. The underwater work can be pushed as long as it can, and if it can't be pushed, let the young ones go. ”

When the man got the prescription, he couldn't take his eyes off it, and it was obvious that he didn't listen to the second half of the most important sentence.

Dong Junqin has seen a lot of such patients.

You say he's not sick, he does. You say he's sick, and he doesn't follow the doctor's advice. Anyway, most of them are holding a prescription and being comfortable for a few days. If you really want to take care of your illness, I'm afraid you will have to stay until you are old and have no money, fame and fortune before you can really think about it.

So Dong Junqin didn't plan to say anything, just told a few words about the steps of decoction, and let the guy send him out. After all, there are still many people around him who are staring at him.

When Uncle Zhang came back, he saw that several tables of diners suddenly appeared in Wangxue Tower, which had been deserted for several days. And Dong Junqin's table, with pulse pillows, paper, pen and ink, and a half-open wooden box, looks like a sitting doctor. Looking at the shopkeeper on the side, the corners of his mouth were already grinning to the root of his ears, and he almost erected a flag to beat gongs and drums and shout.

Uncle Zhang was quite displeased with this: "Old Zhou, you are too unkind. Our young hall master has been in Changyu for three days, and two of these three days have been greeting your 'relatives and friends'. What's the matter? They don't have any problems on weekdays, but when we come, it's not smooth here, and it's not comfortable there?"

Lao Zhou of Wangxue Lou has been in business for nearly 30 years, and his face has long been gone. He followed Uncle Zhang's words and said, "Hey, it's not! As the saying goes, if there is a pit, you have to jump, and if there is a doctor, you have to look at it." My 'relatives and friends' have incurable diseases, and I have not been able to see them well. When they heard that Dr. Gui's apprentice was here, they immediately rushed over. ”

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang and a few guys behind him were angry and funny: "This is the first time that our young hall master has visited the Changyu Medicine Dealer, and your plans have been ruined. If something goes wrong with the Chinese medicinal herbs entering the palace in the New Year, how about you please take these 'relatives and friends' to the Imperial Doctor's Office to have a look?"

When Lao Zhou heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't want any medical department, I will be sick if I am not sick by then." Moreover, I was not forced to see a doctor here, but the young hall master proposed it himself. ”

Uncle Zhang snorted coldly, and Lao Zhou said helplessly: "Don't believe it, I really just did my friend a favor at first." But the chief doctor of the young hall is benevolent and wants to be a good person to the end, if I drive everyone away, it will be too bad to give the young hall master face. Besides, the young hall master always treats the 'immortals', and it's good to relax once in a while. ”

Lao Zhou's words are seven points of nonsense, three points are exaggerated, but these three points are still tacitly approved by Dong Junqin himself. Uncle Zhang felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't do anything but shake his head.

About two hours later, the dinner market is approaching, and the diners gradually disperse and go back to their homes.

The Dong family came to Changyu this time to purchase the palace pharmacy. In the past, the procurement of medicinal materials by the imperial court was the responsibility of officials from the Monk Pharmacy of the Imperial Medical Department.

But during the rebellion of the family, there were countless casualties in all provinces and departments, in addition to the military department, the worst was the Monk Pharmacy of the Taiyi Department. After Emperor Xuanning ascended the throne, he selected some people from the Folk Medicine Clinic to come to the emergency. After coming and going, he really became a serious official.

It's just that the local saying often says that before the troubled times, they were all lackeys, biting the evil lord to death as a hero, and walking sideways in a hundred wastes, depending on who will live long in the end. These officials came from a business background, so the collusion between officials and businessmen has become a general trend, although it is not as domineering as Miyagichi in the past, but it is obviously not intended to make it a little easier for others.

Fortunately, Emperor Xuanning was not able to abdicate early, and after the new emperor Chenyang came to power, he strictly investigated the national drug stores to raise drug prices, and dismissed a large number of corrupt officials under pressure. In the end, Chrysostom opened: since there is a collusion, it should be close and stable in collusion, one party is powerless, two parties are fraud, or the three parties are the safest. As a result, Yanjiao Chongcaotang, who was born as a medicine farmer, has another identity as an imperial businessman, which can be regarded as a collusion between officials, businessmen and farmers.

In the first few years, Dong Junqin's father personally handled the acquisition. But this year, there was an insect plague in Yanjiao, and dozens of acres of tea plantations were in danger, so Dong's father immediately threw Dong Junqin to Uncle Zhang and stayed in Yanjiao. After all, this tea garden grows not only tea, but also medicinal materials that also want to enter the palace, which is no lighter than the acquisition.

The purchase of herbs is essentially a business. Uncle Zhang has followed Mrs. Dong, who was born in a businessman, for many years, and when it comes to business, even Dong's father has to sigh to himself. Therefore, the young hall master who was born in the medical Tao only pretended to be a scene for those big pharmacists to see on this trip.

But unexpectedly, Dong Junqin only showed his face for a long time, and he nested in the inn to become a doctor. Although Uncle Zhang made mental preparations, in the face of reality, he realized that he was not prepared enough.

Fortunately, Dong Junqin is not a nerd, and he still knows the words sophistication.

No, he knocked on Uncle Zhang's door, and the guy behind him followed with a smile with a smile on the wine and food for two.

Uncle Zhang sighed: "Why didn't the young master go out with them, now that the rain has stopped, the streets are more lively." ”

Dong Junqin personally laid out the table, and said while making the cloth: "The outside is cloudy, and the room is warmer." Or is Uncle Zhang unwilling to dine with me?"

Uncle Zhang sighed again: "How come? The old man just thinks that you should spend more time with your peers." ”

Dong Junqin filled his wine glass: "Don't worry, I often work with my peers." ”

"Except for Mu Daxia. Uncle Zhang glanced at Dong Junqin one by one, only to see him smiling and silent, as if he didn't plan to pick up, "I've seen so many mortals in the past few days, can I be different from the children of Xuanmen?"

Dong Junqin filled his cup again and shook his head: "Uncle Zhang, there are mortals in the world, and the children of Xuanmen are just talents that some outsiders don't have." ”

"That's it?" Uncle Zhang chuckled, "If you say this, they won't accept it, right?"

"What's not to believe. Isn't the Son of Heaven just a mortal who has no cultivation? And don't all the sects and parties bow down to this mortal and dare not make a mistake?" Dong Junqin lowered his eyebrows and smiled, but there was a tension in the room.

Uncle Zhang said after a while: "You dare to say this." ”

"That's true. However, considering that Uncle Zhang spared his life, Dong Junqin still changed the topic, "Did the visit go smoothly in the past two days?"

The topic turned blunt, but Uncle Zhang liked it, so he quickly answered: "Thanks to the young master, this year has been quite smooth." ”

"That's good. How many families are there tomorrow?" Dong Jun asked.

Uncle Zhang thought that Dong Junqin was going to go together, so he said with interest: "Three." Chang Girl on South Street, Bitang, and Lin Dingtang, the largest medicine store in Dongfang. ”

Dong Junqin pondered for a moment: "Except for Bitang, everything else should be fine." Then Uncle Zhang will be busy for another day. ”

After speaking, Dong Junqin raised his wine glass and signaled.

Uncle Zhang couldn't cry or laugh, and he thought too much about daring to love.

The man removed the plate and replaced it with a pot of good tea, and some seasonal fresh fruit.

Looking out of the window of Uncle Zhang's house, it was facing the port of Changyu. It's a small peak season, and the ships in the distance are swaying slowly, and the sporadic fires should reach the sky, and seem to have dissipated some of the hidden fog.

Uncle Zhang looked at Dong Junqin drinking tea and was silent, and his heart became anxious again: "Young master, why don't you also take a look for me and see if there are any incurable diseases?"

It's just a joke, planting grass, pharmaceuticals, buying and selling, where does the old guy in Chongcaotang need someone else to see a doctor for him?

Who knew that Dong Junqin did not refuse, but just put down the cup and looked at him for a while before reporting the prescription. When Uncle Zhang heard this, this recipe was aimed at his spleen and stomach that did not stop all year round.

"In addition, Uncle Zhang, your shoulder injury still needs regular injections. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, or the juniors will ...... today," Dong Junqin said as he took out a roll of silver needles from his sleeve.

Uncle Zhang didn't expect that there was something hidden in this inconspicuous sleeve, and hurriedly refused: "How dare you bother the young master to apply the needle himself." I'd better go back and ask Dr. Lu to come.

Perhaps Uncle Zhang's expression was too frightened, so Dong Junqin had no choice but to pretend to be helpless to put away the guy and continue to drink tea.

Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and thought: I almost lifted a stone to hit myself in the foot. God knows how much he doesn't like acupuncture cupping. Wait!

recalled the prescription that Dong Junqin reported, at first glance, it sounded the same as what he commonly used, but the three flavors of the medicine were gone, but there was one more that he had never used. And this flavored medicine is what Lin Dingtang sells exclusively.

At this time, a guess popped up in Uncle Zhang's mind: "Young master, you won't have a few flavors of medicine on the prescriptions you have prescribed in the past few days, you have to go to the families we visited to buy them, right?"