Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1717 Sword Qi
Ever since Bian Mu announced that he was going to buy precious folk prescriptions at high prices, people would come to his door from time to time to inquire about the market situation. Up to now, Bian Mu had only encountered one decent prescription, but the man surnamed Wu never came again, and he had no idea what the other party was planning.

Fortunately, the technology that the prescription can provide is limited. Initially, it is estimated that it cannot be compared with the family knowledge that Huang Boxi has mastered. Come on, come on! Good things take time, take your time, don't rush!
In recent days, no one has come to sell the exclusive secret recipe. Bian Mu thought that this method would hardly work. Perhaps, the truly valuable things are unlikely to be hidden in the hands of ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, another person came to sell prescriptions, and she was a lady.

She was about 40 years old, and her face was slightly yellowish. However, Bian Mu was sharp-eyed. He noticed that the skin behind the woman's ears was obviously much whiter. Moreover, at the age of 40, there was no wrinkle on her forehead, eyes, cheeks, etc. In other words, this woman was interested in "making herself look old"?! What was she trying to do? To gain sympathy?! So that Bian Mu could offer a high price?!
Is that necessary?
Not only that, the woman's clothes were also very simple. As the weather was getting hotter, she wore a casual shirt with large square plaid, a style from many years ago that is rarely seen on the street nowadays. The skirt and pants were not too old, but they were washed and faded. The sports casual shoes on her feet looked 70% new, but the style was also quite old.

She didn't have any watches, gold and jade jewelry, bracelets, or other accessories. However, it was better this way. She looked clean and refreshed, with her head held high. The woman looked quite energetic.

Out of gratitude, a family member of a patient made some candied fruits such as hawthorn, apple, and cantaloupe at home. The craftsmanship was very authentic and people praised them highly after eating them. They ordered a little of each and a pot of green tea. Bian Mu chatted with the woman for a while.

"Hmm! The taste is quite authentic, it doesn't look like the one bought on the street. Did you make it?!" the woman said with a smile while eating.

"It was given to me by a friend. I don't have the time for that. I wonder what's so special about your prescription?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"I have been a very righteous person since I was young. I always help others in need and do a lot of things to help those in need. Let me put it this way! If you encounter any difficulties when preparing medicinal materials, I will help you solve them." The woman said with full confidence.

"Really? Then...how many kinds of animal-based medicinal herbs did you use?"

"Two kinds. Mineral medicinal materials are more commonly used, roughly five kinds. I heard that you are an expert, so why bother wasting time on these details! Tell me, what problems have you encountered? I will charge you a corresponding reward for solving one of them. Of course, you have to be really willing to give it. I am not greedy for money! It's just that I lost a lot of money in business in the past few years, and my family can hardly make ends meet. The owner of the restaurant has some convenience, so you might as well give me a little more to help me out of my urgent need. As for you, you can save some time and make a fortune earlier. Then we can all benefit from it and have a happy cooperation!" The woman spoke with a big tone.

"Really? Well... once Chinese patent medicines are processed in batches in the workshop, their medicinal properties are often greatly reduced. For similar prescriptions, the effects of our self-made medicines are very obvious. This involves the issue of packaging the medicinal properties of each medicine. Do you have any good ideas?" Bian Mu tried to have a formal chat with the woman.

"Well... our ancestors lived on that little skill, and we haven't seen anything yet, so I can't say it's not true? Haha..." Okay! The woman calmly kept the secret.

It was something that was expected, and Bian Mu was no longer surprised. "From what you said, I have to pay a deposit first?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"You are a famous doctor, unlike them. Forget about the deposit. However... I heard that you got two decent Han swords from the Nie family. I have been sitting here idly for a while, but why can't I feel any sword energy?! Could it be... you took the real swords? Those placed in the hall are two fakes?!" While joking, the woman half-jokingly and half-seriously revealed the clinic's "undersea eyes".

This was the first time Bian Mu had heard of the sword energy. It was unclear whether it was true or false, and he had no way of judging the authenticity. However... judging from this woman's knowledge, it must have some origin.

"Oh! This is the first time I've heard of the term sword energy. What it means is...if there really is a good sword here, can you really feel it?" Bian Mu asked curiously.

"Of course not! This is not some metaphysics. The sword energy... forget it, that's a bit off topic. I'm a straightforward person and I say what I want to say. Since we've come to this point, I'll say a few more words. I heard that you come from an ordinary family, so you're always cautious when you encounter things. It's nothing to say, but... when you do specific things, especially when you do something difficult and big, the negative impact of that kind of psychology can't be ignored. They're just two swords. If they're lost, you can just find a way to track them down. Besides, just call the police! After all, since the Nie family gave the swords with good intentions, they have become yours. If they are lost, it's just an accident at most. What's the big deal! I heard that you make a lot of friends in your daily life. With their help, what can't you find? Right!" The woman was a little surprised when she suddenly said this new idea.

"You're right. There are some things that I really can't do. I have to be cautious. I have a weak foundation. I can only try to be careful."

"Haha... That being said, you are already quite accomplished. As far as I know, at your age you have already independently established a traditional Chinese medical clinic. The young are really formidable! Well! You've been tired all day, and it's time for you to go back and have a good rest. Let's stop here for today. Before you leave, let me remind you a few words! The key to encapsulating the medicinal properties of various ingredients in Chinese patent medicines is temperature. Each medicinal material has a corresponding temperature problem in order to fully exert its unique medicinal properties. Once it reaches the stage of mass production on the workshop assembly line, most of the time, the temperature is generally too high, and sometimes, it is too low. Either the medicinal properties are consumed in advance, or the medicinal properties are hardly brought into play. Think about this idea first and come to visit me another day!" After that, the woman said nothing more, drank the remaining tea in the tea bowl, said hello, and left.

Bian Mu couldn't help being a little stunned, and had to send the gift out the door without knowing what was going on. He watched the woman walk briskly and quickly disappear in the crowd, and Bian Mu couldn't wrap his mind around it for a long time.

"Who is this person? He comes and goes without a trace. Is he a master? Or a swindler?" After standing at the door for a while, Bian Mu couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Back in the lobby on the first floor, Bian Mu walked to the table, took out the shorter fake Han sword, and looked at it carefully from top to bottom.

"Although it's a fake, Uncle Yang found skilled craftsmen. If this sword is put online, it can be sold for at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. It should have some sword energy, right?" After standing there quietly for a while, Bian Mu finally decided to keep the sword as it was. The real sword still had to be kept in the bank.