Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 224 The History of 224 Million Bamboo Island

As a businessman, if you are not active in seeking money and profit, you will be ashamed of the title "businessman".With just one cup of tea, 360 taels of silver was respectfully held in Mengcheng's hands, and Mengcheng stood on tiptoe, nodding in satisfaction.

The businessman smiled and said, "You just count them?"

Mengcheng smirked and said: "It doesn't matter, thank you!" He picked up the corpse and left straight away.

The businessman glanced at Mengcheng, who was leaving, and walked away quickly, leading Su Yong, and said to himself: "Fool! If I knew this, I would have put a few more stones just now."

Crossing the bridge at the west end of the street, I heard that there was a coffin shop. I searched for it in Mengcheng, and saw a signboard with the word "Shou" hidden by the door from a distance.It’s not that the coffin shop is so poor, it’s true that all the birthday shops in ancient times follow one characteristic: the location is remote, there is no signboard in the shop, they don’t shout or drink, and they are secretive.This kind of ancestral handicraft, the business of the dead, eats the food of the dead, and does hidden things. If it is bright and beautiful, you will be willing to let the living people eat enough?

Although the front of the store is facing the street, the main workshop is in the deep alley. Passers-by will not feel dirty when they look in. The door is a double push plate, which can be installed and disassembled, and the door width can be adjusted freely. This design is widely applicable to There are couplets on both sides of the shops facing the street: lest the business is too good, I hope the employer will not come.

Meng Cheng carried the corpse into the shop, and put it down carefully. The shopkeeper's bronze skin was strong and strong, and he looked at ease. Maybe it was because he was used to seeing life and death, so he had the aura that he wanted to cry.

He entertained Mengcheng, invited him to sit down and served tea, but his face was expressionless, he looked at Mengcheng, looked at the body bag on Mengcheng's back, sighed and shook his head, with a bitter expression on his face, "My condolences!"

Mengcheng's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, and he said, "A coffin."

The shopkeeper asked: "30 taels of poplar wood, 80 taels of mahogany, which one do you want?"

Mengcheng: "Is there any other best?"

The shopkeeper: "The best thing is of course a dragon wooden coffin. It will not seep water for a hundred years and will not rot for a thousand years. It is hard and has a woody fragrance that repels insects. It can keep the corpse from rotting for thousands of years. This wood is difficult to grow locally, and it is all imported from the Condor Empire. Fees, shipping costs, labor costs, and lost work costs, all these factors add up, and the price is naturally several times more expensive than others. We ordinary people are reluctant to use it, and it is enjoyed by dignitaries, so we didn’t talk about this wooden coffin.”

Meng Cheng sighed, "No matter how expensive the coffin he used, he can't use too much."

The shopkeeper: "That's right! If you are tired all your life, you have to get a good night's sleep once in a while."

Mengcheng murmured: "Yes! During his lifetime, he took care of all kinds of affairs and devoted all his energy. In order to let others sleep soundly, he himself has never had a few solid sleeps. Now he should let him sleep comfortably. Shopkeeper, you said the dragon wooden coffin How many taels do you want?"

Shopkeeper: "Three hundred and two."

Mengcheng asked: "Is there any ready-made?"

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Yes."

Meng Cheng swiped and poured the broken silver on the coffee table, "Count it."

The shopkeeper looked at the one-two-one-two piece of silver, and said, "Sui Sui is safe, good omen." The shopkeeper was obviously born as a carpenter, good at counting, took out a wooden ruler, and fiddled with it a few times to get the number, "A total of 340 Ninety two."

Mengcheng looked at the few extra gravels on the table and just smiled wryly. He counted 19 taels and hid them in his pocket. He cupped his hands and said to the shopkeeper, "Please help my elder brother to dress up so that he looks more decent."

The shopkeeper replied: "It should be so."

Mengcheng: "Thank you!"

Shopkeeper: "You're welcome!"

Mengcheng asked, "Is there a pharmacy near here?"

The shopkeeper turned his hand sideways, pointed in one direction and said, "Just take a few steps forward and you will be there."

In the battle of Lanling, Mengcheng was seriously injured. Although his skin was thick and he recovered quickly, the pain in his muscles and bones was still there, and he still needed some bruise medicine.Mengcheng followed the shopkeeper's instructions, and within a hundred steps, he found a pharmacy.Really answered the sentence: Xianglaishou shop is opened by a doctor, who doesn't buy medicine before death?

This pharmacy is special. The old plaque reads "Yaozhilin", but under the old plaque there is a new red lacquer sign, which reads "Wanzhumen Branch", and a couplet is hung on the door. ".

The word "Wanzhu", Mengcheng vaguely remembered that Khan had mentioned it, and the merchant had mentioned Wanzhu Island, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

Mengcheng lifted his feet to enter, and saw that the room was clean and tidy, with medicine shelves stacked on top of each other, and the mixed aroma of Chinese patent medicines filled the whole room.

The pharmacist wore a medical gown, blinked his triangular eyes, nodded and bowed with a smile, and said, "What do you want?"

Meng Cheng stared at the mole on his face, looked at the black hair on his mole, didn't pay attention to what he said for a while, and forgot to reply.

The pharmacist was obviously used to being scrutinized by others, and with a normal face, he repeated: "Guest! What do you want?"

Mengcheng: "Oh! I want Dieda Cream."

Pharmacist: "Did you hurt your tendons?"

Mengcheng: "En!"

Pharmacist: "Then I suggest you use the dog skin plaster made by Wanzhu Island, and keep it for you to stick one on each."

Mengcheng: "Dog skin plaster?"

Pharmacist: "Don't think the name is indecent, but the effect of the medicine is indeed useless."

Mengcheng: "Then try a pair."

The pharmacist took out three pieces of black cake and said with a smile, "Two taels."

Mengcheng watched the "dog skin plaster" have an accident, although he felt remorse in his heart, he took the money unambiguously, and asked, "Do you still have Dieda plaster?"

The pharmacist nodded and said, "Yes, one or two."

Mengcheng: "Give me another pair of Dieda ointment."

The pharmacist took out another porcelain bottle, collected the money for change, and confessed: "Of course you know how to use Dieda ointment. It's a trivial matter to get your hands dirty when you apply it on the sore spot, but it's always troublesome to get it dirty on other places. It is necessary for me to tell you how to use the dog skin plaster, you only need to tear off the paper and stick it on the pain, it is easy to use and convenient for life.”

Mengcheng nodded, and according to the pharmacist, tore a piece on the spot, pasted it on the back of his ear and neck, and asked, "Pharmacist! Can I ask you something?"

Pharmacist's triangular eyes flickered, looked at Mengcheng rubbing his fingers, and said with a sinister smile: "Do you understand me?"

Mengcheng asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Pharmacist: "I mean."

Mengcheng: "What does that mean?"

Pharmacist: "It's meaningless for you to say that."

Mengcheng: "I really don't know what it means."

The pharmacist shook his head and said, "You are really boring."

Mengcheng: "If you say what you mean, I will naturally understand what you mean."

The pharmacist clapped his hands and said, "Do you know Jianghu Inn?" Seeing Mengcheng nodded, the pharmacist continued: "The Jianghu inn specializes in buying and selling news, and it can make a lot of money a year. No one in Jianghu dares to say three times. On the other hand, everyone still calls that information fee. If you ask for directions, I am naturally willing to help others, but if you ask for secrets and information, my words are naturally not worth the value of information, but you have to give me a cup of tea. Make up your saliva? Do you understand what I mean now?"

Meng Cheng nodded and said: "Understood." He took out two pieces of silver and put them on the table.

The pharmacist didn't answer, and said with a smile: "The hero is so generous, it seems that I'm a philistine. But I also have my own principles. If I can't answer or help you with a question, then I will only smash these two pieces into pieces." I will return the silver with both hands, do you think this is feasible?"

Mengcheng nodded and said: "It's also particular."

The pharmacist smiled and said, "Then ask carefully!"

Mengcheng asked, "Is Wanzhu Island full of bamboo?"

Pharmacist: "You are asking the right person. Wanzhu Island is located in the middle reaches of Fengjiang River in Qingzhou. There are, and they are very lush. A few decades ago, Taoism came out with a female Taoist named Xuansu. The poor people were often bitten to death by poisonous snakes, so a flower called Wangjiangnan was specially introduced from the Eagle Empire. Bamboo leaves are locked on the island so that they cannot harm the people at will."

Mengcheng was in awe.

The pharmacist said again: "More than ten years ago, an old man brought a child there, and the inaccessible island became popular. At the beginning, everyone was worried about the old man and the child, for fear that they would get into the belly of a snake. Only later did we find out. , this old man is a holy doctor. The poisonous snake may be dangerous to others, but it has become a medicinal material in his hands. This is the first time everyone is worried about Zhuyeqing. The old man has saved lives and healed countless people. His medical skills are truly amazing. Nothing to say, it's just a eccentric nature and straightforward speaking. I don't know how many people came to learn from his teacher, but he ruthlessly rejected them, and I was one of them. Guess how the old miracle doctor rejected me at the beginning?"

Mengcheng said: "Why did you refuse?"

The pharmacist said: "I knelt on the bridge and begged for half a day, but he only spent a cup of tea with me. Then he said that I am not enlightened enough, and I am greedy for profit. He asked me to learn other things as soon as possible, and don't waste my medical skills. You are angry. Man, I walked away on the spot, because of this blow, I have worked hard to study medicine since then, and finally became a pharmacist, but half my life has passed, I have to admit that the old genius doctor is too accurate, it seems that I have been studying medicine all my life, but I have to admit that I really don’t have enough understanding, and I like money more than prescriptions. If I had listened to the old genius doctor and didn’t go to study medicine, no matter what I did, I wouldn’t be as embarrassing as I am now. If I were in business, it would definitely be another Some weather."

(End of this chapter)