Lin Jingzhi originally planned to go find Aunt Yu first and leave the house together, but the maid in the courtyard told him that Aunt Yu had left a message saying that she had something to deal with and had already left the house.
After hearing this, Lin Jingzhi thought for a while and guessed that Aunt Yu might have met with the Lin family's secret guards. Now that Wang Meng didn't have the guts to touch the Lin family, he had to take care of the secret guards and arrange their escape in advance.
No one can say what will happen, and it is always better to be prepared.
Aunt Yu was not here, the chief steward was very busy, and Shi Mo had to keep an eye on the kitchen to prevent the servants from being lazy, so Lin Jingzhi had to walk out of the Lin Mansion alone with seven or eight guards, and came to the street.
A refugee found out the location of Jishengtang.
‘What a great reputation!’
Lin Jingzhi muttered something to himself, then led the guards and went straight to Jisheng Hall.
As the number of victims increased, there was also a sea of people in front of Jishengtang. Fortunately, most of them just had colds, which were not difficult to cure. Speaking of which, the pills made by Tang Yuxiang were really miraculous. As long as you took two pills, your condition would be cured in half a day.
It will be greatly relieved, and it will only take two or three days at most to cure the disease.
Because Tang Yuxiang asked Zhidong to spread the word, the price of medicine was kept very low, so most refugees could still get treatment and buy medicine.
When Lin Jingzhi arrived at the door of Jisheng Hall, he saw hundreds of victims in ragged clothes, forming two long human snakes, moving forward slowly. As he was about to walk towards the door of Jisheng Hall, he suddenly heard
There was a loud shout next to him, and then he saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe, dressed like a butler, shouting "Make way" and ran in.
A trace of curiosity arose in his heart, and he followed.
As soon as he reached the door, he heard the conversation inside.
"Let me ask you, are the pills in Jishengtang for treating wind and cold really effective in curing illnesses?" After the middle-aged man who looked like a butler broke into Jishengtang, he asked urgently without even having time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Zhou Ding took the pulse of the nearest old woman and prescribed the medicine. Then he smiled at the housekeeper and replied: "Yes, the medicine will definitely cure the disease."
The butler didn't believe it when he heard this, and said: "Then bring it to me first."
"Okay." Zhou Ding responded, then took a small porcelain bottle from the side, opened the cork, poured out a dark brown pill, about the size of a broad bean, and handed it to the housekeeper, who took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
He looked at it, put it to his nose and smelled it, still looking suspicious.
Zhou had a good attitude and was not angry when he saw this. He just smiled. To be honest, at the beginning, he did not believe that the pills Tang Yuxiang gave him could cure wind and cold diseases. While diagnosing the pulse of the new patient sitting opposite him
, he asked: "Excuse me, guest sir, who are you going to get medicine for?"
"Give it to my young master!" The butler was not a pharmacist. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why. After replying, he said: "I won't hide it from you. My master has already found a famous doctor to give it to my young master.
The young master has prescribed the medicine,
But my young master thought the medicinal soup was too bitter and refused to drink traditional Chinese medicine. When he was at a loss, he heard that you have a kind of pill that can be taken directly to treat wind and cold symptoms. So my master asked me to come and ask about it.
Fan."
"So that's it. Sir, you have definitely come to the right place when you come to Jishengtang. Look at the refugees at the door. They all heard that the pills in Jishengtang are magical, so they gathered in groups.
The team members came to buy medicine."
At this time, a young clerk who was grabbing medicine at the counter suddenly answered, then rolled his eyes, turned around, and took out a wooden medicine box from the inside of the counter. This medicine box was dark purple and exquisitely made.
It was opened, and there was a medicine bottle covered with blue patterns lying inside.
Carefully taking out the pill bottle, the young clerk deliberately lowered his voice and said with a mysterious face: "Sir, I won't hide it from you. In fact, pills are divided into three, six, and nine grades. Those sold to refugees are the most common ones."
It's a good product, and if you want to buy it, you should buy this one. It's not expensive. It's five hundred cents a bottle. As long as your young master takes it for three days in a row, he's guaranteed to be cured of his illness! And I won't hide it from you, this kind of quality is good.
We don’t have many pills in stock.”
Zhou Ding was feeling the pulse of a patient, raised his brows, and then calmed down again without saying anything more.
"Five hundred coins a bottle?" The middle-aged butler was originally hesitant to leave, but when he heard this, his voice instinctively amplified by three points and asked.
The young clerk thought that the middle-aged butler thought it was too expensive, so he wanted to lower the price, but he saw the middle-aged butler snatched the medicine bottle into his hand, opened the bottle cap, just smelled it, and then carefully closed it again, "Here it is.
The quality of the pills is indeed better, but can it really cure the disease? Let me tell you, if it doesn't work after taking it and delays my young master's condition, my master will definitely report it to the government, so that you can't take it and walk around."
The young clerk hurriedly patted his chest and promised, "The medicine will definitely cure the disease, otherwise you can ask the government official to seal up the Jishengtang."
Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged manager finally made up his mind to buy a bottle, "Okay, then I will trust you once."
After that, he reached into his arms, threw down half the money, and ran out in a hurry.
The middle-aged housekeeper walked so fast that he almost bumped into Lin Jingzhi, who was standing at the door eavesdropping. After a slight hesitation, Lin Jingzhi did not walk in immediately, but still stood there eavesdropping.
Grabbing the half-money in his hand, the young man laughed loudly and said, "Haha, Dad, what do you think of the kid's idea? It's not bad. In the blink of an eye, I made a fortune of 500 yuan."
Zhou Ding glanced at the young waiter, but for the rare moment he didn't curse, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit.
It turns out that this young boy is Zhou Ding's son Zhou Bao. Ever since Zhou Ding gave Tang Yuxiang the medicine shop plate and redeemed him, he made up his mind to discipline his son well and no longer give him half a penny of pocket money.
Poor Zhou Bao's previous friends were all profit-seeking people. Seeing that he had no money, they stopped dealing with him. As a result, Zhou Bao, who used to invite those gangsters to dinner and drinks, could only stay here.
You can have a full meal at home.
It is true that Zhou Bao has no real skills. He usually idles around, either going to brothels to visit girls, or staying out all night drinking and eating meat with his friends. He can even be said to be a waste, but waste is a waste, but his mind is quite flexible.
No money on hand
After spending a few days in the drugstore, he came up with the idea of packaging the drugs in exquisite wooden boxes to raise the price of the drugs. At first, Zhou Ding disagreed because lowering the price of the drugs was the idea from above, and now he is just a storekeeper.
A good doctor would not dare to disobey the boss's orders.
But his ears were soft, and he finally couldn't stand his son nagging in front of him every day, so he boldly agreed.dd