Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2261 Three catties each of ginseng, scorpion, and perilla

The phrase "in the field of traditional Chinese medicine" is slang among older practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine. It means that the man who pretends to be a shaman is actually a genuine master of traditional Chinese medicine, having been in the field for at least 10 years. At the same time, he possesses traditional martial arts skills, far surpassing Bian Mu's. Compared to him, Dian Shuhua is simply no match.

"Just leave him hanging like this?! That's not appropriate... No matter what, he's a senior after all. It was wrong of him to tease us, but we shouldn't play tricks on him like this, right?" Dian Shuhua seemed a little restless and couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"Whose fault is that?! We've matched up right now. If we make even the slightest mistake, all three state-owned medical clinics will be shut down and out of business before sunset this afternoon! So tell me, who's more cunning and ruthless?!" As she spoke, Mu Buwang glanced at the spot where the man was lying out of the corner of her eye.

Bian Mu didn't have much experience in the martial arts world. He could see through the "undersea eye," but he had no idea how to handle the situation properly. Naturally, he was a little uneasy. There's no such thing as a 100% accurate prediction. If he made a mistake and the man caused a scene in a fit of anger, his clinic would still have to close down.

When Liang Xiangyin suddenly developed "sparrow stiffness" at the town market, Bian Mu still couldn't be completely sure whether it was a momentary lapse of control or a test by Old Master Liang.

The field of traditional Chinese medicine is fraught with complexities, and the field of traditional Chinese medicine mixed with martial arts is even more unfathomable; a moment of carelessness can lead to complete defeat.

“That’s enough… He’s been holding his breath long enough…” Dian Shuhua was kind-hearted. On one hand, he was genuinely worried that something might happen to the middle-aged man in the middle of the process. On the other hand, he didn’t want to make enemies with such a master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. When you’re just trying to make a living on the street, you should just let it go. Both sides have to be reasonable.

"Getting impatient? You know, according to old customs, we should pay someone to put two buckets of manure on his head right now, one on each side, preferably the watery kind, to give him a good fumigation, am I right?"

"That's all ancient history. What era are we living in now? He's still a senior in the industry, so we can't let him lose face..."

"Sigh! Your soft heart will probably hurt you in the future... Alright! Let's go pay our respects to that senior!" As she spoke, Bian Mu couldn't help but purse her lips slightly, and she got up and slowly walked towards the spot where the man was lying.

As if granted a pardon, Dian Shuhua rushed forward like the wind and secretly pinched the "Fuliu" acupoint on the man's ankles a few times.

"Ah...choo..." The man suddenly sneezed loudly, and in one swift motion, he stood steadily on the side of the chair.

"You little brat, you're no good! I knew it all along... You made me freeze here for ages... You deserve a beating!" The man had an air of refinement about him, but surprisingly, he was full of vulgar language.

"This junior, Bian Mu, is young and ignorant, please forgive me, senior, and I apologize for my rudeness!"

"Junior Dian Shuhua apologizes to you!"

"Don't give me that! Take me somewhere else to eat something good! Otherwise..." The man sneered, gave Bian Mu a sidelong glance, and casually ordered.

"This...it was a bit rushed today, wasn't it? You can choose the location, and I'll definitely host a grand banquet to apologize to you another day!"

"No way! Find a teahouse nearby and serve three bowls of tea respectfully. Try serving less than one cup and see what happens!" the man suddenly threatened.

"Of course, of course! Please, senior!" Dian Shuhua was quick-witted and immediately stepped forward, bowing and inviting him sincerely.

"Hmph! You've got some sense, kid. Where are you going?"

"There's a Dr. Lu Tea House near the entrance, what do you think?" Dian Shuhua quickly asked, trying to curry favor. The owner, acting like a big shot, was only a temporary branch manager and naturally had to be humble; that's the custom on the street, you have to maintain a respectable image in public.

"Hmm! You're sensible! Lead the way!" After saying that, the man ignored Bian Mu and walked towards the door with his head held high and chest out.

The waiter standing nearby was dumbfounded, thinking these people were secretly filming a movie with cameras!
Bian Mu remained calm and unhurriedly called over the waiter to settle the bill. Before leaving, Bian Mu took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the waiter's hand, telling him not to tell anyone else. He explained that the man had just been drinking too much and would be fine once he sobered up.

Half-believing, half-doubting, the waiter hurriedly replied that it was no problem.

……

On the second floor of Dr. Lu's Tea House, Bian Mu peeked into the third room on the shady side, and sure enough, he guessed right. In the small cubicle, Dian Shuhua was enjoying tea with that industry senior, chatting and laughing. The two looked like old friends who hadn't seen each other for ten years, and they were as close as could be.

This is unbelievable!
"Senior! This junior apologizes to you!" With that, Bian Mu stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Fine! I'll let it slide for Doctor Dian's sake. Three catties of ginseng, three catties of scorpion, and three catties of perilla! Same as always, is that acceptable?" The middle-aged man gave Bian Mu a way out.

“No problem! Red-tailed scorpions from Hongnigou, perilla from Xujiatun in Nanjin, but how do we set the standards for ginseng?” Bian Mu responded with a few words of expertise.

"Sure! If I want some perilla leaves, can you give me some?" The man's response was quite straightforward.

"Well... I only have about a pound on hand, and I'm afraid it won't be enough for the time being. Could you give me some time to prepare?"

Upon hearing this, the man couldn't help but throw his head back and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... You brat! You never study properly, flipping through all sorts of random books! It seems you and Situ Yu got along quite well before. He was incredibly stingy when he was alive. Even when I visited him, he only allowed me to take two books at most. You're quite something, truly remarkable! Fine! I'll let you off the hook, one pound it is! As for the ginseng, whatever! I'm not picky!"

Hahaha……

The two exchanged a smile, thus acknowledging each other as fellow travelers.

Dian Shuhua couldn't sit still, so he quickly stood up, looking bewildered. He glanced at Bian Mu and then at the man, feeling like the two of them were acting. How did they even start using martial arts slang?!

Bian Mu and his companion didn't bother to explain further to Dian Shuhua. They exchanged a polite greeting and then found seats. Dian Shuhua was completely bewildered and could only sit down beside them, grinning foolishly. The tea had gotten a little cold, so he got up and went to the door to call a waitress over to get a fresh pot of tea. He also reminded her to add a little bit of Yunshan fragrant tea leaves to the tea.

That man always drank Yunshan Xiangpian tea.

During their conversation, the man introduced himself as surnamed Lu, from the city of Nanjin. He had grown up in Lijin, but learned his skills in Beiqi. He now runs a clinic in the eastern part of Beiqi and came here specifically to meet Bian Mu.