Doctors pay attention to looking, hearing, inquiring, and cutting, which is called four diagnoses. There are difficult scriptures: "The god who knows by seeing, the holy by hearing and knowing, the work that asks and knows, and the ingenuity that knows by cutting the pulse." "If you look at his complexion, you can know the crux of it, and such a doctor can be called a miracle doctor. The complexion here refers to the complexion, observing its complexion of blue, red, yellow, white and black, observing its five organs, liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and distinguishing the strength and weakness of the six intestines, the prosperity and decline of qi and blood, and so on, mysterious and profound.

Of course, this is only a medical theory, and medical skills must be obtained in practice. A true healer needs to diagnose and cure diseases over the years, and constantly think, explore, and sum up experience. It is impossible to follow the script, it is impossible to copy it rigidly, it is not achieved overnight, and there is no talent. This is true of everything, not to mention that the doctor's life is at stake, and smelting the sick and saving people requires not only clever medical skills, but also a benevolent heart.

Benevolence and ignorance, it can't be seen for a while, just looking at the medical skills of Monk Lingxiu, it is obvious that he has reached an extremely high level. However, after asking a few words, talking and looking at each other, the condition will be broken, and a prescription will be written in a moment, fast and neat. It's okay not to say it, you can also diagnose the pulse, the choice is up to you, and you are not rigid. In fact, everyone also has a number in their hearts, and they know their own problems, as the so-called long-term illness becomes a doctor, the great monk is quite accurate, but the key to this healing has to fall on the prescription. As for the prescription is not effective, there are Bodhisattvas shouting in front of them, and there are Grace Gongs shouting in the back, those who are convinced or half-convinced, or you can take it back and grab the medicine according to the prescription and try it.

Not to mention that it only costs a penny.

Da Mengzi is a security guard, so the second girl is the cashier. The cashier has never been so embarrassed in his life, and he has never been so excited as he is at this moment, although his little face is ashamed of a big red cloth, he still bows his head and does his job dutifully. If you want to say that Boss Guan does business, it is really called an authentic, and if you say that you will receive a penny, you will receive a penny, and you can't collect more than a penny. If you don't bring change, you might as well go back to get it after seeing the disease, and if you don't take it, the master will do it as a good deed!

Authentic, authentic, the performance is very good, everyone was touched by him! This is a good person! They all say that the business is a businessman, you see the boss of the people! Honesty is the foundation, the customer is first, the business has to do this, hello, I am good, everyone is good! Very good, very good, the hostage of Boss Guan is very good, it can be said that he is very, very successful, because as a middleman, the most important and even the most fatal thing is reputation!

It is also called word of mouth.

Business scriptures, business scriptures, you read me, everyone reads, business scriptures, business scriptures, buying is not as good as selling. It's strange and weird, how do you read the business scriptures of this old man? Earn this kind of copper plate by copper plate, and you can't make any great fortune even if you earn it in the year of the monkey! Don't talk about making money, paper doesn't need money? Kung fu is not money?

What's inside the big wooden box?

There are more and more people, and there is already a long queue. Sometimes the spread of news is eye-popping, and the boom in business is so sudden! Yes, this is popularity. Popularity is something that can't be seen or touched, but once it's focused, it's so amazing, it's hot to the touch! Hundreds and thousands, thousands and thousands, rushing to it, word of mouth, maybe someone is passing by, but they also follow to line up to see, so you come and I come, because they are all looking at that-

Twilight covers the land, what a long day.

It wasn't until dusk and the moon rose that the monk Lingxiu was able to collect the stall, and even so, the patients who came were less than thirty percent of the patients. People sighed, with a look of disappointment, and refused to leave for a long time: "Go back, go back, everyone go back, please be early tomorrow!" Guan Laohan shouted as he spoke, his face full of guilt. Manpower is sometimes poor, but it is fast and fast, and how many people can be healed at one time? dozens, hundreds, or-

Lingxiu slowly rubbed her shoulders, and under the hazy light and shadow, her face looked a little tired.

The box was opened, and it was filled with paper. No gold or silver, no secrets, a box of blank paper, that's all. Lingxiu stared at it for a moment, and sighed softly: "Old man, thank you for your hard work." Guan Laohan waved his hand and smiled: "Where is it, the master practices medicine to help the world, and the old man is just doing his duty." Guan Ling smiled and said softly, "Here you go." "But it's a gray cloth bag, trembling and sogging, copper plates, copper plates, what is the number?

One hundred and eighty-three.

Lingxiu smiled and took it gently: "No Zen-"

Wu Chan held the cloth bag, and he didn't know why for a while. Lingxiu smiled: "Wuzen, let's go eat." Wu Chan smiled: "Master, Master, what do you want to take Wu Chan to eat?" Lingxiu shook her head and said nothing, her eyes seemed to have deep meaning. Wuchan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly patted his head: "Yes, yes, big sister, you go too!" Yes, yes, it doesn't matter what you eat, it's a matter who eats, the big monk finally made money, and he wants to invite everyone to eat: "Uncle Guan, Brother Meng, go to dinner-"

Several people all laughed, and the scene was warm for a while.

There is a noodle stall not far away, selling soba noodles in clear soup, a bowl of three pennies, and the steaming noodles are fragrant!

"Excuse me—"

The old noodle seller shouted, and five large bowls were served at the front and back: "The guest officer uses it slowly, and it is not enough to call it again." ”

"Five more bowls!"

"Five more bowls!"

"Five more bowls!"

"Five more bowls!"

The monk Wuzen let go of his belly and ate many, many bowls in one go! After eating bowl after bowl, he erected a tower of Babel, and stacked arhats with sea bowls! The diners present were all shocked, dumbfounded, and amazed! Brother Da Meng was not convinced at first, and ate seven or eight bowls impulsively, and he couldn't sit still if he didn't want to sit still: "Experience! History!" Everyone laughed, Wuzen laughed, Lingxiu just shook his head and smiled, Guan Ling smiled but was thinking: "Zen Zen is so edible, the future will be——" The girl eats one bowl, the young man eats eight bowls, the old man eats two bowls, the big monk has two bowls, and the little monk has to calculate it well!

Copper plate, copper plate, how many bowls were eaten?

The copper plate does not know arithmetic, the copper plate is just the copper plate, and the copper plate only knows how to fold many brothers, this time it is said that-

One hundred singles and eight Hans.

The branches and shadows are heavy, and there is a water lake.

The distant lanterns are reflected, and the waves under them are rippling, and thousands of gorgeous lights are far away, and countless Zhu Ge Yuyu is covered.

Singing, suddenly-

"When you sing about wine, what is your life?

Slowly, dissipated, turned into wisps of resentment-

"Long song should cry, what is love? The concubine is still flowing water, who is Lang's heart?"

The prosperity is over, and the green silk is white, and it will eventually turn into a deep sigh like this night sky.

"A little sorrow and sorrow, how many romances flow away, heaven and earth think that the time is a reverse journey, and the death of life and twilight only sighs that it is a mayfly. ”

mayflies, mayflies, mayflies do not lament, only laugh early and late;

Mayflies, mayflies, life is too short, why not watch mayflies.

Four people take a walk, two by two.

Guan Ling has no Zen in the front, and the monk is an old man in the back.

Laughter, laughter, a few words of gossip, plain. Monk Wuzen has to eat, drink and play in the east and west today, and he has made a lot of money, and his mouth is crooked! Look at the clear water waves, look at the curved moon, whose pretty face does it shine on? And whose soft intestines it arouses? The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, the wind and snow and the moon are nothing more than that, and the long whip sings happily from side to side, sprinkling the sweet time like silver bells all the way.

It's still not as good as, the old Han Guan Haishan. All the twists and turns, all the foreshadowing, just to win this once-in-a-century battle, and then get money that can never be spent in a lifetime. The time and place are favorable, and the opportunity is taken advantage of by the hand, the old man, the old man, it is too difficult to win! Guan Laohan's heart has long been happy, and the smile stretches out in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which cannot be hidden! It has to be said that Lingxiu, the monk is still as indifferent as before. He understood, he didn't say anything, just smiled and walked the road under his feet, just smiled at the scenery in front of him, just smiled and listened to the endless gossip.

"Master, did the old man do a good job?"

The monk nodded and smiled.

"Master, do you know the old man's business scriptures, and how do you recite the Fa next?"

The monk just laughed.

It has nothing to do with the monk, it really has nothing to do with it, the monk is just here to see the doctor, not to recite the scriptures. What about the big man, the big man didn't come, the big man respected the old and loved the young, and reluctantly stayed to watch the scene, and the big man still liked to be angry: "One, two, three, four, five, five, three, two, one, the father is unreliable! One, two, three, four, what's in that big box? Five, six, seven, eight! Smell, smell, good-"

Fragrant!;