"Comfortable!"
Mu Xuan sat in the tub and couldn't help but groan.
Before taking the medicinal bath, he looked at the green liquid in the tub and thought it would be painful or uncomfortable, but now that he felt it, it felt so comfortable!
Mu Xuan lay in the tub and began to read the contents of the medical classics and pharmacopoeia in his mind.
After taking the medicinal bath, Mu Xuan washed himself clean and stretched before going to bed to rest.
One day passed like this.
Early the next morning, Mu Xuan went to the inn opposite, found the scholar, and asked him to write a recruitment notice for him.
Because some of the medical scriptures in his mind were written in small seal script, some in block letters, and some in cursive script, Mu Xuan knew some of the various fonts, but knowing them and being able to write them were completely different things.
Mu Xuan tried it himself, but his handwriting was really unbearable to look at. In desperation, he had no choice but to go to an expert like Xiucai.
"How about it?!"
Inside the inn, the scholar looked proud and put the brush aside.
"fine!"
Mu Xuan nodded.
Lao Bai came over and commented, "It's just a little thin and not impressive enough!"
When the scholar heard this, he immediately glared at Lao Bai, "You have never read a book, how dare you criticize me?"
"Yes, you have read it, and all the ancestral property you read has been lost!"
Lao Bai didn't show any weakness and just ran.
In the past two days, Mu Xuan has become familiar with the way everyone in the inn interacts with each other. It is normal for the two of them to argue with each other.
"Okay, you two continue, I'll put up the notice first."
Mu Xuan took the notice and walked outside.
Taking the paste that had been prepared long ago, Mu Xuan posted the recruitment notice on the wall.
"The changes in Qixia Town are big enough!"
On the street, a stooped old man walked slowly on the street, turning his head left and right to look at the scene on the street, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Um?"
The old man was looking at the scene on the street, and a young man who was posting notices came into his eyes.
The old man's eyes were full of surprise, and he immediately stepped forward, stood close to Mu Xuan's back and looked at it carefully.
"Work together!"
Mu Xuan looked at the recruitment notice on the wall and dusted off his hands.
There is an accounting office, which requires proficiency in calculations and accounting. The monthly salary is six cents of silver, not to mention various benefits. Compared with the monthly salary of two cents of silver across the street, Mu Xuan's six cents of silver is already quite generous. .
Then there was a clerk. Mu Xuan recruited the clerk mainly because he wanted the clerk to help him get the medicine.
Mu Xuan can't prescribe medicine for others and at the same time have to take the medicine himself, right?
This was too humiliating, not to mention tiring. Mu Xuan didn't want to be so tired, so he simply found a buddy.
This guy is responsible for getting the medicine. He must know some knowledge about medicinal materials, right?
Even if you don’t understand, you still have to be literate and smart!
There is a medicine cabinet on one wall. If the other party cannot read, how can he get medicine?
If the other party is not smart, how can he remember the location of the medicinal materials?
Mu Xuan has already thought about it. If the other party knows the knowledge of medicinal materials, then the monthly salary is the same as that of the accountant, which is six cents of silver.
After all, one who knows how to calculate accounts and the other who knows medicinal materials are both considered technical talents.
But if the other party doesn't understand medicinal materials and is just literate, then I'm sorry, but my monthly salary will be cut in half.
There is no way, this is reality!
Mu Xuan shook his head, sighed, turned around and wanted to walk back to the hospital.
"Oh my goodness!"
As soon as Mu Xuan turned around, he saw a man approaching with a smile, his big face almost touching Mu Xuan's body. Mu Xuan was startled by this man and took a few steps back. Against the wall. After looking carefully, I could see what this man looked like.
This man was a white-haired old man with a stooped body and a wrinkled face. He was wearing coarse clothes and holding a straight crutch in his hand. The crutch was already patinated, and he had obviously been using it for a long time.
"This young master, are you the accountant?"
Seeing that he was an ordinary old man, Mu Xuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This man appeared behind him silently, scaring him so much!
"Little brother, are you the accounting clerk?"
Just as Mu Xuan was about to enter the house, the old man crossed his crutch and asked with a smile.
Mu Xuan looked the man up and down, nodded slightly, but then slowly shook his head.
He wanted to recruit the cashier and the clerk, but this guy... was too old, right?
Even with the wrinkles on this old man's face and his stooped figure, Mu Xuan didn't dare to recruit him!
He has ten thousand taels of silver on him.
But buying medicinal materials already cost four hundred taels, and Mu Xuan would have to buy various rare medicinal materials later.
There are many places to spend money like water.
If this old man suddenly fell ill at such an old age... Mu Xuan shook his head, he didn't dare to think about it!
"Old man..."
Mu Xuan shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, the old man spoke again, "The old man knows a little about medicinal materials and is literate. I can also do this job of making medicine!"
"Pfft~"
Mu Xuan almost laughed out loud, "Old man, come on, come on!"
Mu Xuan took the old man to the door of the medical center and pointed to the wall of medicine cabinets facing the door.
"The ones below are fine, but the medicine cabinet at the top requires a ladder!"
"You're climbing a ladder at such an old age...Old man, I run a medical clinic and I do my job well. I don't want to get into trouble like a murder case!"
Mu Xuan said with a smile.
When the old man heard this, he also smiled, "Okay, if you don't use the old man, then the old man can't do anything!"
After the old man said that, he sat on the seat next to him.
These seats were placed by the inn opposite, giving passers-by a place to sit and rest.
Mu Xuan ignored him, walked into the house, and started waiting for someone to come to the door.
The conditions he offered were considered top-notch among his peers and all walks of life in Qixia Town, and he didn't believe that no one would come to his door.
Sure enough, as soon as Mu Xuan posted his front foot, people started to come one after another. But the strange thing is that those people just arrived at the door and left in a hurry, holding their stomachs before they came in.
It wasn't until the tenth time that Mu Xuan saw the other person clutching his stomach and leaving again. He couldn't bear it anymore, walked out quickly, and grabbed the person's wrist.
This is not the first time Mu Xuan has diagnosed the pulse of others. The last time Mu Xuan diagnosed the pulse, it was Mu Xuan who diagnosed his own pulse. When Mu Xuan diagnosed the pulse, the symptoms corresponding to various pulse conditions were reflected in the medical classics, and in the medical classics The knowledge appeared in Mu Xuan's mind as if it was self-retrievable.
After a while, Mu Xuan could see the symptoms and the cause of this man's disease.
"Caught a cold?"
Mu Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
The previous nine, plus this one, are all still catching a cold?
"Brother, I call you brother. I won't apply for the job. Don't catch me!"
The man whose wrist was grabbed by Mu Xuan had tears in his eyes, clamped his legs and said with a slight cry.
Mu Xuan looked embarrassed and let go of his hand, letting the man leave.
When the man saw Mu Xuan let go and left quickly, he held his stomach and muttered something: "This store is really a bit evil! Whoever comes here will have a stomachache, it's really not a lie!"
Mu Xuan looked ugly. He looked around and saw that it was still early before the sun went down. There were still many pedestrians on the street. In the corner next to him, Xiaomi, a beggar, was sitting, begging for food.
A little further out, there was the old man sitting, his head drooped, obviously dozing off.
"Damn it, I still don't believe it!"
Mu Xuan shook his head and returned to the medical center.
The old man raised his shaking head, glanced at Mu Xuan's back, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
