Many people can afford one pig, or even ten, twenty, or thirty pigs.
There are also a few people who can afford hundreds or even hundreds of heads.
But there are only a few people who can afford thousands of pigs, and if you have tens of thousands or tens of thousands of pigs, you are definitely at the level of a wealthy person.
Whether it is this world or the real world, there is no difference in this purchasing power.
"Whoever can cure my son, I will pay you...five and a half liang!"
When Zhao Liang's father, Mr. Zhao, hurried to the county governor's house, not to mention Wang Ermazi and others thinking hard, Zhang Xuezhou was envious after hearing this.
But Zhao Liang's situation is indeed not good.
After regaining consciousness, Zhao Liang was foaming at the mouth, scratching with his hands, and lost his mind.
It would be correct to say that Zhao Liang was crazy at this time.
Normal diseases are easy to treat, but mental illnesses are difficult to treat.
Having suffered from mental illness since childhood, Zhang Xuezhou is well aware of the difficulty of this disease.
"Zhao Liang can subjugate a fierce tiger, so how come he has such a heartache!"
Also coming in a hurry was Wen Weng.
Seeing Zhao Liang, one of his right-hand men, getting sick, Wen Weng couldn't help but sigh.
But if Wen Weng is to be treated, Wen Weng doesn’t have the ability.
"Heart ailments cannot be cured by medicine or stone." Dong Zhongshu frowned and said, "He mumbled about snakes. Could it be that he was frightened by the Naba snake!"
"Zhao Liang is famous for being brave in Shu County. He..."
Wen Weng defended himself for a moment, but when he saw Zhao Liang's straight and frightened eyes, he had no choice but to take back the second half of his words.
"I laid the trap last night and squatted near the trap all night," Wen Weng said in a low voice.
If you are frightened by something, you can directly touch the other person at close range, which can effectively break the corresponding fear.
Wen Weng lamented that it is easy to think about things, but extremely difficult to do them.
"This trap is a long-term thing to trap the enemy. It can take as short as three to five days and as long as three to five years before it can be effective." Dong Zhongshu advised: "Brother Zhongweng can just send someone to guard it, why bother to guard it personally."
"You can't be careless about this matter. Let's wait for a short period of time before we talk about it!"
Wen Weng waved his hand, indicating that he understood.
"Wang Er, Doctor Jiang?"
After hurriedly communicating with Dong Zhongshu, he couldn't help but ask two well-known doctors in Shujun City.
"Isn't Taiqing Zhenshu able to cure this disease?"
"I tried, but it doesn't work!"
Dong Zhongshu was chatting with Zhang Xuezhou.
Not only was Zhang Xuezhou at a loss, but the knowledgeable Dong Zhongshu also lacked a solution. Wang Ermazi and others lowered their heads to discuss, but they did not come up with any good results.
Mr. Zhao raised his money to ten thousand dollars, but no one responded.
In the end, it was Wen Weng who was willing to send a message on behalf of the Zhao family to invite talented people from many areas in the three townships and five places to see if others could possibly treat Zhao Liang's disease, and this emergency was temporarily suppressed.
"Ten coins!"
The reward of ten thousand and a half taels was right in front of him. Zhang Xuezhou was envious when he saw it, but he didn't have the ability to take it.
Not only Zhang Xuezhou was distracted when he saw the money, but others also found it difficult to calm down when faced with such a large amount of money. The news of seeking medical treatment even detonated the city of Shu County.
"You said you are a monk..."
"A monk needs to eat, a monk also needs to buy medicinal materials, and a monk needs opportunities!"
Dong Zhongshu's persuasion was of no use, and Zhang Xuezhou fell directly into Qian's eyes.
If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't been unable to treat him, he would have jumped out to treat Zhao Liang.
"You care so much about money, why didn't you accept Zhang Shu's banquet?" Dong Zhongshu asked curiously.
Zhang Xuezhou was really interested in money. In addition to observing Zhao Liang for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou also opened Zhao Liang's eyes to observe, and then secretly went to Wang Ermazi and other doctors to observe.
This made Dong Zhongshu confused for a few seconds before asking Zhang Xuezhou.
"What's there to do in the banquet, other than eating and drinking?" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "I can just eat at the governor's mansion."
"Zhang Shu's kind of banquet is called a gratitude banquet. It's not just a banquet, but a real thank you gift." Dong Zhongshu said: "You have to know that the Zhang family also has a fortune, so their thank you gift should not be light! "
"What?"
After listening to Dong Zhongshu's explanation, Zhang Xuezhou felt his heart go cold, and the many coins in his head were broken into two halves.
"His family also has a fortune?" Zhang Xuezhou said in disbelief.
"They are all from wealthy families," Dong Zhongshu said, "otherwise, do you think anyone can work for a county governor, and how can the two of them hang out together all day long?"
"My heart... Master Dong, my heart is so cold!"
Thinking that he personally declined Zhang Shu's banquet, Zhang Xuezhou felt like he was going crazy.
But if he wanted to lower his face and let Zhang Shu forcefully host a banquet, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he couldn't do it.
"Zhang Shu seems to have said that he will hold a banquet after Zhao Liang recovers from his illness!"
He thought about it and felt that it was more important to treat Zhao Liang.
Regardless of who cured Zhao Liang, it was Zhang Shu who treated him anyway, and he was indispensable for the banquet between the two families.
This made Zhang Xuezhou jump up and down, and then he joined a group of people studying the disease to get information.
"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust. None of these five virtues seems to prevent Confucian students from loving money. A gentleman who has the right way to acquire money is also a gentleman!"
Zhang Xuezhou's behavior made Dong Zhongshu doubt his life.
Among the many great scholars Dong Zhongshu had met, none had such a greed for money.
Even though Shen Peigong and others had some conflicts with Dong Zhongshu, these people all adhered to the corresponding moral character, and except for ideological disputes, they rarely had bad temperaments.
In the end, he comforted himself and accepted this somewhat special figure of great Confucianism.
It has to be said that as long as you like a person, even if the other person's behavior is a bit outrageous, you can still find a corresponding explanation.
Dong Zhongshu was undoubtedly very pleased with Zhang Xuezhou, and he even began to join the people discussing Zhao Liang's condition.
"There must be evil in his head, so he rushed into Chaos and killed people!"
"It's a pity that I don't have Bian Que's skills. Otherwise, if I cut his head open, I would definitely be able to drive away the evil spirit!"
"Only people like Miracle Doctor Bian Que can earn this kind of money!"
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Wang Ermazi and Doctor Jiang were blushing.
People with good family backgrounds are less likely to get sick if they are well fed and clothed, while those who practice martial arts are less likely to get sick.
They finally bumped into a wealthy family who got sick, but the Zhao family's money could only be heard, and neither of them had the ability to get it.
"I have a life-threatening soup. Not only can it cure Commander Zhao's illness, but it can at least save his life!"
Wang Ermazi took the lead in making suggestions.
County Lieutenant is Zhao Liang's official title. This official title is not low among the county guards, and he also has the power to control the security and arrest of thieves in Shu County.
Zhao Liang's official title was not small, and the Zhao family worked hard to protect it, and the money they paid was real.
He also did not ask himself to cure Zhao Liang. As long as Zhao Liang recovers from his illness in the future, his contribution will not be less.
The other party drank his life-threatening soup, which at least allowed him to participate in the treatment.
"I have a prescription for replenishing essence, which can extend Zhao Junwei's essence and keep it within a month." Doctor Jiang said: "This will prevent Zhao Junwei's health from getting worse and worse, and it will also cause more diseases." disease!"
Seeing that Wang Ermazi had taken countermeasures, Dr. Jiang, who had a certain competitive relationship with him, also made a diagnosis.
The diagnosis plan for both of them is procrastination.
This made Wen Weng a little disappointed. Mr. Zhao, who was suffering from an acute illness and sought medical treatment indiscriminately, responded repeatedly, reminding the two of them not to care about money and quickly brewing the medicinal soup.
"What a big deal!"
Seeing the physically strong Mr. Zhao taking five hundred and a half taels of money directly from his waist to use as medicine, and then looking at the other half of taels of money that he had not taken off from his waist, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Mr. Zhao was covered in money. .
When Zhang Shu said a few words in Mr. Zhao's ear, Mr. Zhao immediately looked over with a pair of bright eyes.
"Doctor Zhang, I hope you can use your magic to save my little boy!"
Among the many officials and doctors who came to the county governor's office, Zhang Xuezhou was too young and too inconspicuous.
If Zhang Shu, who also belongs to another wealthy family, hadn't reminded him, Mr. Zhao would not have known that the other party was a monk who was so skilled that the injury was healed. The other party even healed the sword wound on Zhang Shu's shoulder in just a few moments and removed it silently. Zhang Shu's internal injuries caused by punching Zhao Liang.
Compared with doctors, monks' techniques are unique and mysterious, and some techniques are full of miraculous creation.
It is not an anecdote that if the power of medicine and stone is difficult to treat, but the magic method is effective.
Mr. Zhao even knew that there was no lack of healing techniques and medicines among the senior officials, and he had rescued some people who were destined to die.
"Money is easy to talk about," Mr. Zhao said with hope after thinking.
"Is money easy to talk about?"
Zhang Xuezhou murmured. Money that was easy to talk to Mr. Zhao was the hardest thing to talk to Zhang Xuezhou at the moment.
If he had real ability, how could he wait until Mr. Zhao came to ask for help.
But this encounter also made Zhang Xuezhou figure out something.
There is little difference between the arts in his eyes, but there is a huge difference between the healing arts and the attacking arts in the eyes of ordinary people.
Even the treatment of the former is no less than the grace of reconstruction, far outweighing the help brought by the latter.
