There are nine types of medicines sold in Shiyaotang. Occasionally, there may be less than nine types due to temporary shortages.
But at most, there are only nine kinds.
Only less, not more.
Baiyao Hall sells ninety-nine kinds of medicines, followed by Thousand Medicine Hall, Wanyao Hall, and so on.
This is the rule of Wanyao Sect that has lasted for countless years.
Wen Donghua can develop his own medicines, but the medicines he develops, no matter whether they are good or bad, cannot be sold in Shiyaotang's pharmacy.
If you are someone who is sensitive to business or economics, after understanding this, you will immediately know that there is a great possibility that there is a drug store related to Wen Donghua in Wuyun City, outside of Shi Yaotang!
This is also true.
The medicines developed by Wen Donghua, as well as the medicines developed or tried by several of his disciples, were all sold in another small pharmacy.
The profit from the sale can be regarded as a small supplement to Wen Donghua's family.
Wen Donghua actually does not need the money, but his disciples and disciples do. There are more than ten disciples + disciples, and the families of these people, old and young, are at least more than a hundred people.
However, regardless of whether it is needed or not, when it is allocated, Wen Donghua will definitely still take the majority.
This is the rule.
This Qingye Pharmacy was bought by Wen Donghua.
He has no shortage of connections, and he has no shortage of money either. The two-pronged approach allowed him to open the store in less than half a month, including all the necessary procedures for opening a drug store, as well as the interior decoration, etc.
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The main thing is the procedure.
Pharmacies in this world are not something you can open just because you want.
It can be said that any pharmacy in Wuyun City has a corresponding "background" behind it.
No exceptions.
Based on Ye Xiaoye's wishes, Qingye Pharmacy opened quietly.
Ye Xiaoye himself serves as the shopkeeper.
Wen Donghua, on the other hand, volunteered to abandon Shi Yao Tang and work as a waiter in this medicine shop.
Of course, this person is also the master of the Ten Medicine Hall. Even if his actual position is that of a boy, it is impossible for Ye Xiaoye to let people who walk into the store think so.
So Wen Donghua wore the shopkeeper's clothes and sat on the shopkeeper's chair.
As for Ye Xiaoye, although he is sitting on another big shopkeeper's chair, people who step into the store will only think that he is Wen Donghua's nephew or something.
The truth is actually pretty much the same.
Isn't Wen Donghua Ye Xiaoye's teacher?
Just go to the Ten Medicine Hall and ask, "Who is Ye Xiaoye?"
Wen Donghua's disciples and disciples will definitely answer, "He is the teacher's disciple, our little junior brother."
Although this "junior brother" is not very close to them and has very little contact with them.
Mu Qingfeng is a frequent visitor to Qingfeng Restaurant.
In fact, it's not because the name of this restaurant coincides with his, nor is it because of how delicious the food at this restaurant is, it's just because of the short distance.
Come out of the place where he lives, walk down a short street, then turn a corner, and you're almost there.
Mu Qingfeng was considered a casual cultivator. By chance, he obtained a cultivation method and embarked on the path of cultivation.
But the road is not easy to walk. In a sense, it can even be called a miserable road.
Sometimes, looking at the ordinary people walking around in a hurry on the street but with relaxed and calm expressions, Mu Qingfeng's heart flashed with envy more than once, and then he thought more than once that it would be better to give up practicing and just be an ordinary person.
People get it.
Ordinary people are pretty good too!
But after practicing regularly every night, Mu Qingfeng still couldn't bear to give up.
Once, Mu Qingfeng was so severely hit by his decadent mood that he really gave up his practice.
For nearly half a month, he did not practice even once!
But one night I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Then, the moon rose.
The moonlight is really so clear and so peaceful.
Mu Qingfeng couldn't help it and started practicing again.
The next day, he turned himself into a cultivator again, and then gave up the idea of living a good life as a craftsman, and picked up his old trade again, digging herbs in the mountains.
Many pharmacies in the city have lists of medicinal herbs. Most of them are not too precious but not very common herbs. They are dug up in the mountains and provided to these pharmacies. Although the income is generally not very rich, it is still a good income.
In addition, for herbal collectors who often provide medicinal herbs, pharmacies will have considerable discounts on medicine sales.
Relying on this discount, Mu Qingfeng could barely afford the Qi Ning Pills from that drug store for his practice. But in this way, it was basically working for that drug store in vain.
This is already very good.
Many people want to work for free, but they can't.
This time, Mu Qingfeng brought enough dry food and stayed in the mountains for more than a month, almost turning himself into a savage.
But he was in a good mood.
Because, I dug up more herbs than in the previous half year!
After going down the mountain, back to the city, and back to the courtyard where he rented, Mu Qingfeng lay on the bed and fell asleep without saying a word.
But he slept until noon the next day, when he woke up.
After a good cleansing from the dust, Mu Qingfeng headed towards Qingfeng Restaurant as usual. During the more than a month on the mountain, his mouth was almost like a bird, and he was almost chewing himself to death every time he gnawed on dry food.
Over the past month or so, while on the mountain, he had thought of the food at Qingfeng Restaurant countless times.
Even all the meals he had eaten at Qingfeng Restaurant over the years, one by one, were all thought about in his mind.
The more I want it, the more I think about it, and the more I think about it, the more I want it.
Today, no matter what, I must order at least four dishes!
I want to have a good meal!
After walking out of the house for the first ten steps, Mu Qingfeng thought about the first dish he wanted to order. After walking the second ten steps, Mu Qingfeng thought about the second dish he wanted to order.
After walking the third ten steps, Mu Qingfeng had thought of the three or four remaining dishes he wanted to order!
There is already a lot of saliva in my mouth!
Maybe it was because he had just washed away the dust all over his body, Mu Qingfeng only felt that he was light and healthy, and his feet were strong. When he went up the steps at the corner, he even tiptoed lightly and jumped over the three steps.
Then, one, two, three...
In just about nineteen steps, he would arrive at the door of Qingfeng Restaurant.
This time, there was wind at Mu Qingfeng's feet, and he only counted sixteen steps before reaching his destination.
only……
Um?
Mu Qingfeng subconsciously looked to the left and right. Yes, there was a wine shop on the left and a grain and oil shop on the right. The gate he was standing at was, of course, Qingfeng Restaurant.
Just why, now the plaque of this shop has been changed, both in style and size, and then, the name has also changed?
Became "Green Leaf Drug Store"?
Mu Qingfeng is no stranger to medicine shops. Before he became a medicine collector, he visited almost all medicine shops, large and small, in Wuyun City. Logically speaking, when he saw a newly opened medicine shop, he would even feel guilty.
There is an instinctive kindness.
But at this time, what Mu Qingfeng felt for the first time was only disappointment!
Huge disappointment!
The Qingfeng Restaurant, which he had eaten at for several years and had some feelings for, was gone.
It was replaced by some kind of Green Leaf Pharmacy.
Standing at the door, Mu Qingfeng even said goodbye to the ordinary, the trivial, the vulgar and all kinds of life plans for a while. He began to feel inexplicably the impermanence of life, and a vague but melancholy emotion arose in his heart.
It was obvious that he was on a busy street.
Here, at this time, it seems to be lonelier than in the mountains.
After a long while, Mu Qingfeng felt that the various sounds around him returned to normal and filled his ears in a jumbled manner.
Shaking his head, Mu Qingfeng turned around and wanted to leave.
If under normal circumstances, for example, after eating and drinking at Qingfeng Restaurant, then after coming out and seeing such a newly opened pharmacy while walking on the street, Mu Qingfeng would definitely go in and take a look.
You don’t have to buy anything, just take a look.
It can be considered a professional habit.
But at this time, he was just melancholy and just wanted to eat.
Turn around, face forward, and keep walking.
Before leaving, Mu Qingfeng subconsciously glanced inside the pharmacy.
Just this glance stopped him in his tracks.
"Wen... Hallmaster Wen?"
The memory didn't seem to be very deep, so Mu Qingfeng took another look to confirm.
That’s right!
It’s Hall Master Wen of Ten Medicine Hall!
But, why would Hall Master Wen appear in such a newly opened pharmacy? Moreover, he is not a customer, not a shop visitor.
He is standing behind the counter!
The huge curiosity immediately dissipated Mu Qingfeng's melancholy and diluted his hunger. His body almost spontaneously walked towards the Qingye Pharmacy.