When it comes to treating bruises, bone setting and even acupuncture, these are all common skills in the martial arts world - each sect also has its own unique secret recipe, and various panaceas that claim to cut hair and cleanse marrow can be as good as five hundred. Not carrying seventeen or eight small porcelain bottles in my arms would be a disgrace to my reputation. On the contrary, poisons, drugs and the like are rarely seen - these things are considered dirty. Not only will it harm your reputation if you use it, but you will be sued if the government finds out: How can any good citizen run around with poison on the streets?
Although each sect has its own "big threshold" as a backing, and many of the disciples come from gentry families, and are not ordinary people who can only kneel down and speak when they see officials, the government is still not easy to deal with. Therefore, although some people concoct such drugs, they are not on the market.
"If you talk about opening a medical shop, I have the ability to set bones and set bones without any problem." The middle-aged man nodded and said.
"Uncle Jiao, your Beilongmen background is horse trading. Isn't this your profession?" Zhou Zhongjun looked very excited. "I don't have the ability to see a doctor. I can help you by bringing you something, tea and water." .”
The person called Uncle Jiao is Jiao Gongli, the head of Beilongmen. His Beilongmen is a small sect in Shanxi. It is better to say that it is a martial arts sect than a horse trading group that takes the west entrance.
Horses are very precious and delicate animals, and sometimes they are bound to suffer from fractures, injuries and other diseases. Most people who raise and sell horses know a little bit about bone setting and some unique herbal medicines. In addition to treating horses, I also treat people - the results are quite good. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, the most famous orthopedic surgeon in the capital was the Mongolian who specialized in treating horses in Taipu Temple.
Beilongmen serves as a horse trading organization. Bone setting and bone setting is indeed an ancestral craft for Jiao Gongli.
Jiao Gongli looked slightly embarrassed, but said with a smile: "Ms. Zhou came to bring me tea and water. How dare I be a rough guy? If Master Miejing knew about it, she wouldn't skin me."
"Where, where, I don't know how to massage or see a doctor. What else can I do if I don't serve you tea and water?" Zhou Zhongjun was very enthusiastic about the idea of "opening a shop" - the Hengshan sect is all women and they have no control over their disciples. Very strict, daily life is boring and monotonous. Very enthusiastic about this new thing.
Jiao Gongli laughed dryly a few times. However, Huang Zhen knew that this girl was just here for fun and novelty. Moreover, her status was different. If she really wanted someone to serve tea and water, Nan Wan'er would be the right one.
However, her interest could not be dampened at this moment - her master Miejing Shitai was an important figure in the sect and fully supported this operation. Then he smiled and said: "Miss Zhou is a versatile person in both civil and military affairs. How can she do such a thing as serving tea and pouring water? Every time you open a medical shop, there must be someone who records prescriptions and distributes medicine. When the time comes, this is what you do."
Zhou Zhongjun only did it for fun, and it didn't matter what he did, so he immediately agreed.
Sima Qiudao secretly sneered in his heart. This place is dominated by Huang Zhen, so he can't say much.
"I also know a little bit about acupuncture, but I only know about gynecology..." Nan Wan'er said in a low voice, seeming a little lacking in confidence.
Before Huang Zhen finished speaking, Zhou Zhongjun sneered and interjected: "Don't show off your little tricks! Are you better than Master Yi Ming and Junior Sister An Hui in terms of acupuncture?"
Nan Wan'er immediately said: "That's what I said...if...if it is useful..."
Huang Zhen still looked amiable: "Miss Nan is very kind. But we all have to rely on Miss Nan. I can't bear to make Miss Nan work any more, haha, haha." After a few haha's, he Covered the topic.
Sima Qiudao said: "Since we open a medical shop, we must have some medicine."
"It doesn't matter. I carry some bone-setting medicine with me," Jiao Gongli said.
Others also said that they carry medicine with them and can temporarily use it to top up their accounts.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Sima Qiu said, "It's true that you all have some pills on your body, but it's too few for a medical shop. I'm afraid it won't be a day or two for us to open a shop here. What if the medicine runs out? ?Furthermore, the elixirs you have brought are all carefully prepared by your own sect. Not to mention the precious ingredients, some of them have taken several years or even decades to make just a few pairs, just like this. Wouldn't it be a huge waste to just take it out and benefit a few ordinary people?"
Everyone nodded. Sima Qiudao continued: "Besides, it's just a small medical shop. How can it accommodate so many people? The thief must be suspicious. It makes sense if he wants to collect medicine and medicine!"
Before he finished speaking, someone clapped their hands and laughed: "What my nephew said is true! With this name, we can go out to collect and buy medicine freely. It will be easier to move around!"
The person speaking has a slim appearance, a tall and thin build, and is about fifty years old. It feels a bit like a superior person. This person has no family or sect. He is a local tycoon in the Funiu Mountains on the ground of Zhongzhou. His name is Song Shengying. He was born in the green forest. After middle age, he washed his hands in a golden basin and returned to the right path. Rumor has it that he was a man of great justice and devoted himself to wealth, so he had a wide circle of friends. Not only was he well maintained in the government, but people in the martial arts also called him "Huo Mengchang". This time he would take action personally. Not only did Sima Qiudao find it incredible, but even Huang Zhen found it unbelievable.
Huang Zhen nodded in agreement. This idea was obviously better than simply opening a medical shop. This "freedom of movement" was worth thousands of dollars. Although the thief does not restrict the movement of people, if people like him frequently travel to various parts of the county without valid reasons, I am afraid that sooner or later the thief will attract the attention of the thief. Now, whether you go to the mountains, forests or towns, you can use the medicine to buy Drugs as an excuse.
"Zhuang Master Song is indeed rich in experience, and he is worthy of being a former green forest hero!" Zhou Zhongjun, unwilling to be left alone, added another sentence. Song Shengying suddenly looked angry. Sima Qiudao knew that he was very taboo about others talking about the past of wandering in the green forest when he was young, so he was secretly amused - but also a little worried.
As an elder, Song Shengying naturally cannot argue with juniors like Zhou Zhongjun, not to mention that now that everyone is in the same boat, it would not be good for anyone to fall out. He coughed and said, "I know how to make gunpowder and compound medicine. With the help of Meng Liang and Meng Guang, our medical shop can do it!"
Huang Zhen knew that the two brothers lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round, and gathering herbs was their main livelihood. People in the martial arts forest could not eat the wind and drink the dew, nor could they blatantly "rob the rich and give to the poor" like the green forest. Those who are well-connected can still rely on industry to survive, while people like Meng Liang and Meng Guang either have subsidies or rely on their own skills.
The two brothers were nearly middle-aged, usually taciturn, and showed no emotion or anger. When Song Shengying said this, the two of them just nodded slightly in agreement.
Song Shengying continued: "As the shopkeeper, I naturally have to rely on you, Brother Huang. If we want to survive here, we can't rely on acting, we have to work hard! So everyone, put aside seniority and so on. You, brother, just pretend to be the shopkeeper." His airs are just for us to work hard."
Huang Zhen was about to say a few polite words, and Zhou Zhongjun said happily: "Yes, yes, Senior Huang is most like a shopkeeper!" When talking about opening a shop, she seemed to be more enthusiastic than anyone else. Suddenly she frowned, "Sima Daxia has no job yet. Si! I think he is perfect to be a copywriter - he is usually depressed and literary all day long, most like those poor writers. "
Sima Qiudao laughed and saw that everyone had no objection to the assignment. Sima Qiudao then said: "I won't stay in the store."
Zhou Zhongjun asked curiously: "Young Master Sima, where will you go if you don't stay here?"
Sima Qiu said: "It's not good for us all to stay here in Nanbao Town. This is a mixed area between Han and Li. Although it is a strategic location, it is not a strategic location for Kun thieves. Although we are safer here, we are deaf and blind. What's going on? Everything will be slow..."
Although "Seventh Master" would try to deliver news every few days, and Sima Qiudao and others also took turns going to Dongmen City to meet with Xin Nachun, the news delivery was still inconvenient. Frequent communications and connections inherently contain great dangers. Therefore, "Seventh Master" informed them in his last secret message that they should try to send someone to lurk in Dongmen City. In this way, they can communicate using secret codes in public places without having to go through Xin Nachun or letters.
He and Huang Zhen had discussed this matter a few days ago. It was decided that Sima Qiudao would go to Dongmen City to lurk, and Huang Zhen would take charge of Nanbao.
"I want to go to Dongmen City too!" Zhou Zhongjun said hurriedly, completely forgetting his enthusiasm for opening a store just now, "Young Master Sima, please take me with you."
Staying in this mining town for a long time has made her feel depressed, and she has heard about the bustling Dongmen City for a long time, so she wanted to see the sights and relax.
Sima Qiudao smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "How is this possible? Miss Zhou and I went there alone, it would be very inconvenient..."
Only then did Zhou Zhongjun realize that his request was too abrupt. Both of them were unmarried and living alone together would be a great hindrance to his reputation if word spread. He couldn't help but blush. However, she always refused to take advantage of her words and spat: "Who is alone with you? You have a nice idea. We went to Dongmen City together to find out what happened to the thief Kun."
Sima Qiudao nodded and smiled: "It's great that Miss Zhou has this kind of heart. Stay here and go to the front station first. It won't be too late for Miss Zhou to come back."
Song Shengying asked with concern: "In what capacity will my nephew go to Dongmen City? You know the Book of Changes, so you can pretend to be a gold dossier. You are free and don't attract attention."
"Seventh Master said that under the rule of the thief Kun, no business could be done in the rivers and lakes. If caught, they would be sent to dig sand and smash stones. I have been to Dongmen City several times, but I have never seen a fortune teller." Sima Qiudao frowned and said, "For the current plan, as Miss Zhou said, the only way is to find a shop in Dongmen City to find a job as a copywriter - but in this way, I will not be able to act freely." (Unfinished) to be continued..)
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