To go to the Lion Building on Cross Street, you have to pass through Zhaoji Pharmacy on West Street.
Yun Chao stopped the ox cart and was about to go in and see if Manager Zhao had purchased goods. There was not much left.
Manager Zhao still remembers Yun Chao. After the two of them exchanged simple greetings, Yun Chao asked him if he had any stone.
Manager Zhao shook his head: "Little Langjun, you don't know that recently there are bandits in our Qingyang County, and many merchants have been robbed. My goods were also robbed a few days ago, and the soda stones that were imported were also together.
Has been robbed..."
Yun Chao frowned: "Shopkeeper Zhao, do you know where the bandits came from?"
"I don't know. Some people say it's from Erliangshan, some people say it's from Heisongling, and they all say it, and they can't be sure."
Since there is no Ash, Yun Chao does not intend to waste time and bid farewell to Manager Zhao and is ready to leave.
At this moment, a guest came and took a prescription and asked Manager Zhao to take medicine for him.
Yun Chao was very curious about Wu Chao's medical skills and was not in a hurry to leave. He was preparing to see how Manager Zhao took medicine.
I saw that Manager Zhao was useless even in scale. He just glanced at the prescription and took a bag of oil paper, opened several small drawers on the shelf, and pinched it with his hands a few times, and then grabbed the medicine after a while.
It's right.
After the guest left, Yun Chao asked curiously: "Shopkeeper Zhao, do you not need to weigh the medicine?"
Manager Zhao smiled slightly and pointed to a delicate small scale on the counter: "Little Langjun, it's not that I brag. My hand is more accurate than it. If you don't believe me, try it."
Yun Chao's curiosity was attracted: "Haha, then I'm not polite. Manager Zhao, just give me three cents of sugar!"
Manager Zhao opened a small drawer, took a piece of greased paper, grabbed a handful of it in the drawer, and then placed it on the small scale to weigh it...
Yun Chao's eyes were staring like a bronze bell: "Wow, Manager Zhao, you are so awesome, it's just right!"
It is rare to show off in front of a boy who is suspected of studying. Manager Zhao was happy and completely opened up the conversation...
It turned out that Manager Zhao not only knows how to catch medicine, but also collects medicine, makes medicine, and even sees doctors.
According to him, he started to go up the mountain to collect herbs at the age of seven.
He had been trampling on medicine for three years. When he was ten years old, the master saw that he had good character and started to teach him how to prepare medicinal materials.
After working for another three years, it was not until the age of thirteen that the master taught him how to get medicine.
It took three years to catch him. It was not until he was sixteen that his master taught him how to treat a doctor.
I studied for ten years, and it was not until I was twenty-six years old that Manager Zhao became a master!
Yun Chao was so stupid that he had to learn a skill for so long. After more than twenty years of hard work, he almost never learned anything else. If he specialized in one subject, how skill should he be so sophisticated?
No wonder Manager Zhao is accurate when he catches each other, and it is not bad at all. It turns out that he is trained by taking medicine every day!
"Shopkeeper Zhao, can you find out if a woman is pregnant?"
Manager Zhao glared: "What touches a woman? It's so ugly. It's just taking the pulse. It tells whether a woman is pregnant or not, whether she is pregnant or a woman. As long as she is a real doctor, she can do it!"
"ah?"
Yun Chao was really shocked this time. He watched some costume films and TV series in his previous life. The miracle doctor in it took his pulse and could tell whether a woman was pregnant. It felt quite awesome.
Unexpectedly, this was a basic skill in ancient times. Judging from what Manager Zhao said, if he didn’t know, it seemed that he wouldn’t be able to get through in the doctor circle!
But it is no wonder, how did Chinese medicine come from later generations?
After studying in school for a few years, I became a doctor.
Let’s look at how much hardships Zhao has suffered from an apprentice from childhood, how many days and nights of practice have been spent on students from later generations? How can students from later schools compare?
Yun Chao was not idle and had nothing to do. When Manager Zhao was taking medicine to the patient before, Yun Chao found that one of the medicines looked like sugar.
Now that I have confirmed, I have read it correctly, sugar is actually a medicinal herb.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, is this sugar also a medicine?"
When Manager Zhao heard Yun Chao ask about his professional field, he suddenly felt enlightened: "Of course! White sugar is sweet in taste and has a mild nature. It enters the lungs and spleen meridians. It moistens the lungs and produces fluid, eliminates phlegm and relieves cough, and nourishes the middle and benefits.
Qi, clearing heat, drying dampness, sobering up and detoxifying effects. It can be used to treat spleen deficiency, diarrhea, dry mouth and tongue, dry lungs, cough, middle deficiency, abdominal pain and other symptoms…”
"I've learned a lot!"
Yun Chao gave a thumbs up.
It’s not just a flattery, it’s the first time I heard that white sugar is actually a medicine.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, wait a moment, I'll go back."
As he said that, Yun Chao turned around and left the medicine shop, tinkered in the ox cart for a while, and walked back.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, what do you think this is?"
Yun Chao put a bag of oil paper on the counter and reached out to signal to Manager Zhao to see it himself.
Manager Zhao was not polite, so he reached out and opened the oil paper bag...
And then...and then nothing happened.
Manager Zhao was like a hole being lit by someone, and he was in a position and could not move for a long time.
"This...this..."
Manager Zhao was no longer in the mood to show off.
"Little Langjun, is this salt?"
Yun Chao smiled slightly: "Shopkeeper Zhao, you can try it."
Manager Zhao carefully pinched a small handful and put it into his mouth...
And then...and then nothing happened again.
Manager Zhao almost fell to his chin: "Sugar? This...this is this actually white sugar?"
It’s not because Manager Zhao’s fuss, he has never seen such white sugar before!
It is even whiter than the best refined salt he has ever seen, and it is even more attractive than the top snow skin in Qingyang County!
Seeing that Manager Zhao was so shocked, Yun Chao was not surprised at all.
Because he had carefully observed the white sugar in the shopkeeper Zhao's medicine shop.
It is said that it is white sugar, which is whiter than the brown sugar he bought at the Nanhuo Store.
The whiteness is very limited. It is more appropriate to say that it is brown sugar than white sugar. It is similar to the so-called good frosting used in Lion Building.
However, the frosting is fine powder and the sugar is small particles.
Although Yun Chao's purified sugar cannot reach the level of white sugar in later generations, it is also whiter than all the sugars he had seen in Wuchao, and it is much whiter!
That's why Manager Zhao was so shocked that he couldn't help but be more shocked.
"Little...Little Langjun, where did you get such good white sugar?"
Of course, Yun Chao couldn't say that he had purified it himself. From the reaction of Manager Zhao, you can see that this kind of white sugar is definitely rare.
It is not difficult to imagine what would happen if the news of purifying white sugar was spread.
Not to mention that Yun Chao is just starting out now, even if his power expands ten times, he will be eaten without any residue.
"Shopkeeper Zhao, just say, will you collect this kind of white sugar?"
Manager Zhao was stunned: "Cake it, collect it! Xiao Langjun, how many do you have?"
Yun Chao waved his hand: "Shopkeeper Zhao, don't ask me how much I have. How much do you want to pay?"