Three hundred and fiftieth sections perform their duties
If we talk about treating bruises, bone setting and even acupuncture, these are all common skills of people in the martial arts world - each sect also has its own unique secret recipe, and there are various panaceas that claim to cut hair and cleanse marrow.
It would be a disgrace to one's name if he did not carry seventeen or eight small porcelain bottles in his arms. On the contrary, poisons and intoxicants are rarely seen - this stuff is a kind of abuse. If it is used, it will damage your reputation, not to mention that if you are discovered by the Yamen
There will still be lawsuits: How can any good citizen run around with poison on the street?
Although each sect has its own "big threshold" as a backing, and many of the disciples come from gentry families, they are not ordinary people who can only kneel down and say nothing when meeting officials, but the government is still not easy to deal with. So this kind of thing
Although some people concoct drugs, they are not on the market.
"If you talk about opening a medical shop, I have the skills to set bones and set bones without any problem." The middle-aged man nodded and said.
"Uncle Jiao, your Beilongmen background is horse trading. Isn't this your profession?" Zhou Zhongjun looked very excited, "I don't have the ability to see a doctor. I can help you by bringing you something, tea and water.
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The person who is called Uncle Jiao is Jiao Gongli, the head of Beilongmen. His Beilongmen is a small sect in Shanxi. It is a martial arts sect rather than a horse trading group that goes to the west entrance.
Horses are very precious and delicate animals. Sometimes they are bound to suffer from fractures, injuries and other diseases. Most of the people who raise and sell horses know a little bit about bone setting and some unique herbal medicines. In addition to treating horses, they also treat people -
The effect was quite good. In the second generation of Ming and Qing Dynasties, the most famous orthopedic surgeon in the capital was the Mongolian who specialized in treating horses in Taipu Temple.
Beilongmen is a horse dealer organization. Bone setting is indeed an ancestral craft for Jiao Gongli.
Jiao Gongli looked slightly embarrassed, but said with a smile: "Miss Zhou came to bring me tea and water, how dare I, a rough guy, do it. If Master Miejing knew about it, she wouldn't skin me."
"Where, where, I don't know how to massage or see a doctor. What else can I do if I don't serve you tea and water?" Zhou Zhongjun was very enthusiastic about the idea of "opening a shop" - the Hengshan sect is all women and they have no control over their disciples.
She is very strict, and her daily life is boring and monotonous. She is very enthusiastic about this kind of new things.
Jiao Gongli laughed a few times. But Huang Zhen knew that this girl was just doing it for fun. Besides, her status was different. If she really wanted someone to serve tea and water, Nan Wan'er would be the right one.
However, her interest could not be dampened at this moment - her master Miejing Shitai was an important figure in the sect and fully supported this operation. She then smiled and said: "Miss Zhou is a versatile person in both civil and military arts. How can she serve tea and pour water?"
This kind of thing. Every time you open a medical shop, there must be someone to record prescriptions and distribute medicines. When the time comes, this is what you do."
Zhou Zhongjun just wanted to do it for fun, and it didn't matter what he did, so he immediately agreed.
Sima Qiudao sneered secretly in his heart. Huang Zhen was in charge of this place, so he couldn't say much.
"I also know a little bit about acupuncture, but I only know about gynecology..." Nan Wan'er said in a low voice, seeming a little lacking in confidence.
Before Huang Zhen finished speaking, Zhou Zhongjun sneered and interjected: "Don't show off your little tricks! In terms of acupuncture, are you better than Master Yi Ming Tai and Junior Sister An Hui?"
Nan Wan'er immediately said: "That's what I said...if...if it is useful..."
Huang Zhen still looked amiable: "Miss Nan is very kind. But we all have to rely on Miss Nan. I can't bear to let Miss Nan work anymore, haha, haha." After a few haha's, he
Covered the topic.
Sima Qiudao said: "Since we open a medical shop, we must have some medicine."
"It doesn't matter, I carry some bone-setting medicine with me," Jiao Gongli said.
Others also said that they carry medicine with them and can temporarily use it to top up their bills.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Sima Qiu said, "It's true that you all have some pills on your body, but it's too few for a medical shop. I'm afraid it won't be a day or two for us to open a shop here. What if the medicine runs out?
?Furthermore, the elixirs you brought are all carefully prepared by your own sect. Not to mention the precious ingredients, some of them took several years or even decades to make just a few pairs, just like this.
Wouldn't it be a huge waste to just take it out and benefit a few ordinary people?"
Everyone nodded. Sima Qiudao continued: "Besides, it's just a small medical shop. How can it accommodate so many people? The thief must be suspicious. It makes sense if he wants to collect medicine and medicine!"
Before he finished speaking, someone clapped their hands and laughed: "What my nephew said is true! With this name, we can go out to collect and buy medicine freely. It will be easier to move around!"
The person who spoke has a slim appearance, a tall and thin build, and is about fifty years old. He feels a bit like a superior person. This person has no family or sect. He is a rich man in the Funiu Mountains on the ground of Zhongzhou. His name is Song Shengying. He is Green Forest
Born in Jinpen, he washed his hands in a golden basin after middle age and returned to the right path. Rumor has it that he was eager for justice and devoted money to justice, so he had a wide circle of friends. Not only did he maintain a good relationship with the government, but people in the martial arts also called him "Huo Mengchang". This is
This time he would personally take action. Not only Sima Qiudao found it incredible, but even Huang Zhen found it unbelievable.
Huang Zhen nodded in agreement. This idea was obviously smarter than simply opening a medical shop. This "freedom of movement" was worth thousands of dollars. Although the thief did not restrict the movement of people, if people like him frequently traveled to the county without valid reasons,
Everywhere in the country, I am afraid that sooner or later the thieves will pay attention. Now, whether you are going to the mountains, forests or towns, you can use collecting and buying medicine as an excuse.
"Master Song Zhuang is indeed very experienced in the world, and he is worthy of being a hero in the green forest!" Zhou Zhongjun was unwilling to be left alone, and added another sentence. Song Shengying suddenly looked angry, and Sima Qiudao knew that he was very taboo about others talking about his past in the green forest when he was young, so he secretly felt it in his heart.
Funny - but also a little worrying.
As an elder, Song Shengying naturally cannot argue with juniors like Zhou Zhongjun, not to mention that now that everyone is in the same boat, it would be no good for anyone to fall out. He coughed and said: "I know how to use gunpowder and combination medicine. And Meng Liang, Meng Liang, etc.
With just your help, our medical shop can do a great job!"
Huang Zhen knew that these two brothers lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round, and collecting herbs was their main livelihood. People in the martial arts forest could not eat the wind and drink the dew, nor could they blatantly "rob the rich and give to the poor" like the green forest. Even those with a good sect could.
Relying on industry, people like Meng Liang and Meng Guang either have subsidies or support, or they rely on their own skills.
The two brothers were nearly middle-aged, usually taciturn, and showed no emotion or anger. When Song Shengying said this, the two of them just nodded slightly in agreement.
Song Shengying continued: "As the shopkeeper, I naturally have to rely on you, Brother Huang. If we want to survive here, we can't rely on acting, we have to work hard! So everyone, put aside seniority and so on. You, brother, just pretend to be the shopkeeper."
It’s just a frame of mind that tells us to work hard.”
Huang Zhencai wanted to say a few polite words, and Zhou Zhongjun said happily: "Yes, yes, Senior Huang is most like a shopkeeper!" When talking about opening a shop, she seemed to be more enthusiastic than anyone else. Suddenly she frowned, "Sima Daxia has no job yet.
Where's the secretary? I think he's perfect to be a copywriter - he's usually very literate all day long, most like those poor writers."
Sima Qiudao laughed and saw that everyone had no objection to the distribution. Then Sima Qiudao said: "I won't stay in the store."
Zhou Zhongjun asked curiously: "Young Master Sima, where will you go if you don't stay here?"
Sima Qiu said: "It's not good for us all to stay here in Nanbao Town. Although it is a strategic place for the Han and Li people to attack, it is not a strategic location for the Kun thieves. Although we are relatively safe here, we are deaf and blind. What's going on?
Everything will be slow..."
Although "Seventh Master" would try to pass the news every few days, and Sima Qiudao and others also took turns to go to Dongmen City to contact Xinnachun, the message transmission was still inconvenient. Frequent communication and contact itself contained a lot of meaning.
Therefore, in the last secret letter, "Seventh Master" told them to try to send a person to lurk in Dongmen City. In this way, they can use secret codes in public places to communicate without having to go through Xin Nachun or letters.
A few days ago, he and Huang Zhen had discussed this matter. It was decided that Sima Qiudao would go to Dongmen City to lurk, and Huang Zhen would take charge of Nanbao.
"I want to go to Dongmen City too!" Zhou Zhongjun said hurriedly, completely forgetting his enthusiasm for opening a store just now, "Young Master Sima, please take me with you."
Staying in this mining town for a long time has made her feel depressed, and she has heard about the bustling Dongmen City for a long time, so she wanted to see the sights and relax.
Sima Qiudao smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "How is this possible? Miss Zhou and I went there alone, it would be very inconvenient..."
Only then did Zhou Zhongjun realize that her request was too abrupt. Both of them were unmarried, and they were living alone together. If word spread, her reputation would be greatly hindered. She couldn't help but blush. However, she always refused to take advantage of her words and spat:
"Who is alone with you? You have a nice idea. We just went to Dongmen City together to find out what happened to the thief Kun."
Sima Qiudao nodded and smiled: "It's great that Miss Zhou has such a heart. Please stay here and go to the front station first. It won't be too late for Miss Zhou to come back."
Song Shengying asked with concern: "In what capacity will my nephew go to Dongmen City? You know the Book of Changes, so you can pretend to be a gold dossier. You are free and don't attract attention."
"Seventh Master said that under the rule of the thief Kun, all business in the world could not be opened. If he was caught, he would be sent to dig out sand and smash stones. I have been to Dongmen City several times, but I have never seen a fortune teller." Sima Qiudao frowned and said, "For the current plan, as Miss Zhou said, the only way is to find a shop in Dongmen City to find a job as a copywriter - but in this way, you will not be able to act freely." (Unfinished) To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!