After leaving Nie's Mansion, Yi Ning walked toward Beicheng.
There is a building over there called - Immortal Pill Pavilion.
He wanted to go to the Immortal Pill Pavilion to get some information first, and then decide how to treat Nie Lang.
It was not too late yet, so Yi Ning was not in a hurry. He walked around and took in the information provided by Lou Weng to understand every bit of this city.
Chaoyang Mansion still belongs to the northern border of Daqian Kingdom.
Therefore, the severe cold in Fucheng is actually not much weaker than that in Mangmang Mountain.
For literati, winter is full of wind, flowers, snow and moon.
For city officials, auspicious snow in winter heralds a good harvest.
But for ordinary people, the snowflakes in winter are like pieces of life-threatening talisman. Their mud houses with cracked doors and broken tiles cannot withstand the cold wind and snow at all.
As a result, the most popular place in Chaoyang Mansion now is the Immortal Pill Pavilion, the only place where you can get medical treatment in the city.
Also paved with bluestone, the streets around the Immortal Pavilion are wider.
Because of this transcendent building, there are no shouting vendors, no hot steamed buns, only people queuing up to see a doctor in the cold wind.
Most of the people were skinny and skinny and did not dare to speak loudly. They kept their thoughts in their arms and squirmed quietly with the team.
Yi Ning stood on the side of the street, looking at them, frowning slightly.
"Young Master, don't you want to queue up?" At this time, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came over and asked in a low voice.
Yi Ning looked at him and asked: "This Immortal Pill Pavilion is run by the Immortal Family. Is there any way to jump in line?"
The skinny monkey man looked around to make sure no one else was paying attention, and then explained in a low voice: "Of course I don't dare to jump in line, but there are people from us in the Immortal Pill Pavilion. If you can afford the money..."
The man didn't finish what he said, but the meaning behind it was beyond words.
"Ancient scalpers?"
Yi Ning muttered, and then asked, "How much does it cost?"
Hearing this, Huang Niu's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to make a sign.
Yi Ning thought for a moment and then reported higher: "Twenty cents?"
"..."
The scalper was visibly stunned, wagging his finger and said, "It's two taels of silver!"
"So expensive?!" Yi Ning was shocked by the price quoted by the other party.
He knew the consumption situation in this world, which was probably similar to that in the Tang Dynasty. A normal person's consumption would only be ten taels of silver a year.
According to Yi Ning's first life conversion, one tael of silver is about 5,000 RMB. Now it costs 10,000 RMB to join a queue?
"One tael of silver!"
Seeing Yi Ning's hesitation, scalper pretended to be in pain and added one more finger, "It's actually not much. It's just a drop in the bucket of what the immortal master in the pavilion charges. If the patient is delayed because of waiting in line, the loss will be more than a tael of silver."
"Just a drop in the bucket to see a doctor?" Yi Ning's brows were already furrowed into the word "Chuan" at this time.
Li Dafu had told him before that it was expensive to seek medical treatment from an immortal master, but people in the mountains only knew it was expensive, but they didn't know how expensive it was.
"This is common sense, you don't know? Look, look over there." Huang Niu pointed his finger at the entrance of the Immortal Pill Pavilion, at the front of the line.
Yi Ning looked over there.
Under the attic, I saw an old man wearing a light blue Taoist robe sitting on the Taishi chair. There was a table in front of him, and opposite the table was a long queue of people.
If you don't look at the long queue, it is no different from the traditional Chinese medicine consultation on earth.
The old Taoist priest looked at the person doing the rounds and said calmly: "Diagnosis money."
"Okay, Immortal Master, wait a moment."
A woman was supporting a man with a flushed face. When the old Taoist priest spoke, she quickly took out five taels of silver from her pocket and placed it respectfully on the table.
Immediately, two Taoist boys came forward and took away the money.
The old Taoist's expression remained unchanged, and he roared angrily: "The eyes of heaven are open."
He touched his finger in front of his eyes, and in an instant, the Taoist's eyes flickered a little blue, and then he began to look up and down at the weak man.
During this process, the woman was extremely nervous, her hands kept touching the silver in her pocket, and her mouth opened and closed silently, as if she was praying for something.
moment,
The light in the old Taoist priest's eyes disappeared: "The evil blood has been rising for too long, which has delayed the best time to eliminate it. It takes three talismans to suppress the evil blood."
The woman nodded and bowed when she heard this, shouting that the Immortal had great power, but panic clearly flashed in her eyes.
Yi Ning's hearing is now extraordinary, and he can hear the old Taoist's words clearly.
Isn’t this man suffering from high blood pressure caused by the cold weather? Is that so sinister?
And the scalper beside him also spoke: "Do you see the panic on that woman's face?"
Yi Ning didn't answer, just nodded.
"She should have only prepared the normal amount of money for the talisman. After queuing for a long time, I'm afraid it won't be enough now after the delay." Scalper said confidently.
The progress there is indeed as good as what the scalpers said.
The old Taoist's tone was cold: "The three talismans total sixty taels of silver, or they can be treasures from heaven and earth."
His words made the woman's face turn pale and her voice trembled: "I hope Master Xian will be kind, but all my savings are only thirty taels of silver..."
Before she finished speaking, the old man said softly: "Next one."
The woman wanted to say something else, but the old Taoist priest had already raised his head and looked at her, as if he was looking at an ant.
"Let's go...Madam, go back and try earthwork." The weak man opened his mouth with difficulty.
As a resident of Chaoyang Mansion, the man knows the consequences of messing around.
"Um."
The woman wiped the tears from her eyes, supported her husband, and walked out of the queue.
The man behind him clasped his hands together and prayed, then took the woman's place.
The old Taoist priest continued to repeat his previous words without any emotion: "Money for diagnosis."
The outside of the team.
"I'm not lying to you, one tael of silver is definitely a bargain!" The scalper was still selling in a low voice.
"No." Yi Ning shook his head and walked towards the corner of the street.
There were two people there. One was sitting on the street crying and the other was comforting them. They were the couple just now.
Yi Ning came to the woman in a few steps and spoke softly, with a gentle tone: "Madam, would you like me to make a diagnosis?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, stopped crying, raised her head with her husband, and looked into Yi Ning's eyes.
Understanding what Yi Ning meant, the woman's eyes burst out with hope: "Are you an immortal master?"
"I'm not an immortal."
Yi Ning explained, "But I know a little bit about how to save people."
After saying this, he saw the light in the woman's eyes dissipate: "The way to save people that the young master said is the earth. We can do it, so don't bother."
"Your husband's blood pressure is too high due to the cold. If you don't get treatment, your life may be in danger. It's not a joke." Although the woman refused, Yi Ning still wanted to step forward and feel the man's pulse.
The woman's face began to look unhappy: "Why is high blood pressure a mess? Just now, the immortal master said it was an upwelling of evil blood. Are you trying to defraud money?"
At this time, the man stood up staggeringly: "Let's go home."
The woman supported the man and walked towards the distance.
Yi Ning stood there, with his hand still stretched out in the air, and opened his mouth to persuade him to stay, but in the end he could only sigh.
There has been no medical knowledge in this world for a long time, and the only way to cure diseases is through the Immortal Pill Pavilion. The words of the immortal master are the holy judgment. This idea has been deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people.
If you want to spread Chinese medicine in this environment, even if the Immortal Pavilion doesn't stop it, it will be difficult for the people.
Moreover, will the Immortal Pill Pavilion really not stop it?
