Although thousands of years later, those literary and artistic young people who have read a few books roughly have pinned many exaggerated beautiful imaginations on Bianliang, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty.

But in this capital, it still bears the unique imprint of the Middle Ages.

For a "predator" like Deng Yunzhou, he benefited from the rules of the Bianliang Medicinal Materials Guild, and as the leading figure in the medicine store, he hated all the people who did not follow the rules of the medicine store.

For example, the lotus leaf Weng in the Jade Immortal Temple.

As far as the medicine store is concerned, when a businessman from other places enters Beijing to sell medicines, he can only transfer the goods to various drug stores, and he must not come forward to sell them himself. And those who sell painkillers, hangover pills, sandalwood cakes and other places in places such as Panlou Street, Cross Street, Ghost Market, and Sangjia Washe must also go to the medicine store to worship the ancestral master - Shennong's, Bian Que Immortal Master, and Sun Zhenren, the king of medicine, and pay a sitting fee according to the routine in order to have the qualification to practice selling medicine.

Although this rule can't control the Taoist temple, but a local snake like Deng Yunzhou also has a disgusting way.

He listened to the guy in his pharmacy point his fingers, and asked first: "That Taoist priest, did you wear a gold medal jade talisman?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "That gentleman is dressed plainly, and I haven't seen him bring any gold and jade." ”

Deng Yunzhou listened to this answer, and then smiled coldly: "If you don't have a gold medal jade talisman, then you are not a Taoist official, then you are a foreign Taoist who doesn't know whether to live or die." He stood up, took an embroidered bag, which was bulging with some unknown content, and threw it to the worker: "Take it, and go to the bottom of the state bridge, there is a stall selling soup cakes." You put it there, say 'There is wine and meat to eat in the Jade Immortal Temple,' and come back to do things." ”

The guy was honest and wondered: "That Yuxian Temple is a Taoist temple, and most of them eat fast on weekdays, why did they break the fast?"

Deng Yunzhou glared at him and scolded: "You have a lot of things to do, just do it honestly, how can there be so much gossip?"

When the man saw that his owner was angry, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he picked up the embroidered bag and trotted all the way away.

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At this time, in the Jade Immortal Temple, there was a sea of people, and it actually steadily overwhelmed the Dongyue Temple and the Ten Kings Palace.

It's not like those palaces and temples, where they are all waiting in line for incense, or when it coincides with a temple fair, people rush to the market. I saw that inside the mountain gate, a wooden table was set up under an old tree, and a stool was placed, and Xu Xuanling sat behind the table, and in front of him were patients who came to consult.

Not far away, the Taoists in the Yuxian Temple carried out a large cauldron from the dining hall, and they didn't know what kind of medicinal herbs were boiled in it, but the fragrance of medicine came to their faces.

All the patients that Xu Xuanling has seen will receive a bamboo card, and if it is a bare board on it, he will get a bowl of medicinal soup with the bamboo plate in front of the cauldron and drink it on the spot.

If there is a word on it, arrange to go to the side hall to rest, and wait for the diagnosis and treatment later.

Different from ordinary Langzhong consultations, Xu Xuanling only glanced at the future a few times, and then arranged for the patient to go to the side to drink a bowl of soup and medicine, or go to the side hall to wait for treatment.

It seems that there are a lot of people, but according to such a diagnosis method, at least more than 200 people can be treated in an hour. Among them, there are few who are arranged to the side hall, and many who are sent to drink medicinal soup.

An hour passed, and the number of people was a little smaller, and Wang Zhengyi, the head Taoist priest of the Yuxian Temple, walked over and said to Xu Xuanling: "Senior Brother Xu, it is certainly a good thing that you have such a free clinic. However, Xiaodao is also a master of medical skills, but when I see you, I don't want to ask questions, and I don't prescribe medicine, just rely on this pot of medicinal soup, but how can you cure all diseases?"

Xu Xuanling smiled and arched his hand to the old Taoist and said: "The master is serious, you see this pot of medicinal soup, but use some ordinary medicines such as Coptis chinensis and magnolia, but how do you know that the poor Dao in the medicinal soup has another taste of elixir, common miscellaneous diseases, drink this bowl of medicinal soup, it will naturally work." As for those serious diseases that are difficult to treat with medicinal soup, the poor road naturally has another wonderful method to diagnose and treat them, and to manage and ensure the rejuvenation of each skillful hand, which will never make it difficult for the viewer. ”

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "If that's the case, it's a good thing." It's just that junior brother, you are here to provide free medicine for free, won't it ruin the business of others? Those crude medicine shops, where are they willing to accommodate junior brothers?"

Xu Xuanling was surprised and said: "Where did the Lord come from? Poor Dao travels all over the world, and often hears people say that the official family is benevolent and benevolent, and has set up a Huimin Bureau in Bianliang, which is dedicated to administering medicine to the people of Pingtou, and does not take a penny. Since these crude medicine shops can accommodate the Huimin Bureau, how can they not tolerate poverty?"

Wang Zheng glanced at Xu Xuanling, then shook his head and sighed: "Senior brother is traveling outside, and you can always see a familiar medicine in various military states?"

Seeing Xu Xuanling nodded, Wang Zhengyi said: "The cooked medicine was left by the prince when Emperor Shenzong was in charge of selling medicine. In the hands of today's officials, it was changed to the Huimin Bureau, which sells medicine and sees doctors, and when the epidemic occurs, it administers medicine to the people and does not take a penny. However, although the Huimin Bureau is still seeing a doctor, there is no medicine to buy!"

When Xu Xuanling heard this, he was slightly surprised, and asked, "Since the Huimin Bureau was originally a place to sell drugs, why is there no medicine to buy?"

A man who was sent by Xu Xuanling to drink medicinal soup on the side drank a big bowl of soup and medicine, and was sweaty, and suddenly felt refreshed, so he came over and said: "Mr. Xu, you are a person who travels in the clouds, and you have not lived in our Bianliang City permanently, so you don't know the tricks here." Originally, the Huimin Bureau monopolized the sale of cooked medicines, and did not compete with those crude drug shops for business. It's just that later, the medicine stores in Bianliang City were all sent to the Huimin Bureau to buy large quantities, directly to the medicine warehouse to pick up the goods, and buy the drugs of the Huimin Bureau. After going back and forth like this, where is there still cooked medicine in the Huimin Bureau? If you are sick and ask for a doctor, you still have to go to those pharmacies to grab medicine!"

Xu Xuanling sighed slightly when he heard this, and said, "It turns out that there is still this reason." Fortunately, the poor road is a decoction, not a cooked medicine, and those who want to come to the medicine store will not take the jar and go to the poor road to scoop it!"

When he said this, everyone laughed. saw Chen Liqing dressed in Taoist costume, held a tea tray, and put a bowl of tea in front of Xu Xuanling.

Xu Xuanling looked at Chen Liqing and said, "Thank you for the tea." ”

In Xu Xuanling, this was just a polite remark, but Chen Liqing turned her head and said, "You don't have to thank me." I'm just that you have been seeing a patient for a long time, and you haven't rested, and you have sent this tea to quench your thirst. But it's not to thank you for taking care of me that day!"

With that, she turned around and walked towards the back of the hall.

Xu Xuanling glanced at the girl's back thoughtfully, and then was about to beckon the sick family to come forward, but he heard someone outside the gate of Yuxian Guanshan shouting one after another: "It's amazing! The big worm in the state bridge is coming to the sour jujube gate today!"