Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Jiang Baizhi looked on coldly, and finally determined that Biejia was not playing tricks on others, but really valued medicine.

Although my elder sister Jiang Fuling has some friendship with Bie Jia, but it is limited to friendship, and they occasionally do convenient things with each other, which cannot benefit themselves.

Fan Zheng didn't lean towards medicine in his personal capacity, but publicly announced in his capacity as a court official that Yongzhou would pay special attention to medicine.

In fact, from the perspective of state studies, medicine is really more practical than classics, but few people care about whether it is practical or not.

"Shut up if you're talking about trivial matters." Jiang Baizhi waved her hand. "Don't worry, I saw it too. There is a lack of everything in medicine. It doesn't matter if there is no place to open a medicine garden. The mortar has broken a lot."

"Weighing scales, pestles and mortars, medicine mills, Boshan stoves, mortars, medicine buckets, and a wide variety of medicinal materials are all in short supply."

The scale is a scale that is specially used by the pharmacy and weighs extremely accurately, and the Boshan furnace is a kind of incense burner, aromatherapy furnace, and incense burner.

"Not to mention anything else, at least let them serve as teachers in the future, don't use radish as ginseng, concocting torment to save common people."

Don't think that there are no counterfeit medicines in the Tang Dynasty. As long as they can make black-hearted money, countless people will go forward and succeed.

Jiang Baizhi was partly trying to make things difficult for Fan Zheng, partly because she really wanted to make up for the needs of medicine.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have been many officials in Yongzhou, and only this one is willing to favor medicine.

Fan Zheng wrenched his fingers distressedly, and lamented: "Forget it, let the official cook cancel the official's snacks, and help make up for the gap that Min Cao will have."

"Inform Sihu to join the army Wang Fuzheng, and Sicang to join the army Li Jingheng, even if the official is hungry, he must provide all the medical needs."

Jiang Baizhi couldn't believe it: "Don't drive, aren't you trying to coax people? After all these sevens and eights are configured, you can't beat them with five hundred guns!"

The price mentioned by Jiang Baizhi is still the real price of the medicinal materials and utensils he bought from Jiang's Medicine Store in his capacity.

Even in the most conscientious medicine store, the price of the same item is divided into several grades.

Those sold to ordinary people, officials, and merchants all have different qualities and prices.

If you don't make money, it's not a medicine practice, it's accumulating virtue and doing good deeds.

Fan Zheng covered his face and waved his hands, quite distressed: "Is it alright not to talk about Aduwu? I want to be quiet."

The number of five hundred guan is not a problem for the Hou Mansion of Jianguo County in Huarong, but it is really different for Yongzhou.

The Yongzhou family has a big business and a big stall. Don't expect to accumulate a lot of surplus food over the years. If there is no gap, it is the conscience of the previous officials.

You have nothing to do when you meet someone with black eyes all over your body, causing a lot of famine to your next generation.

To be honest, this has already affected Fan Biejia's freedom of snacks.

Li Jingheng, who was too idle to panic, rushed to the medical clinic excitedly, and after listening to Fan Zheng's request, he didn't have any objections.

The money and food are all in the warehouse, so you can use them however you want.

Wang Fuzhen led Luo Binwang to arrive, and when he heard Fan Zheng's words, his nose turned red: "This will not work! The money and food in the warehouse are so directional!"

"If you don't insist on doing it, you will be an official, and you can only follow the dead uncle, go home and live in seclusion!"

King Luo Bin's eyes widened.

It's wrong to join the army, don't you respect Biejia?

Your easy-going and refined manners don't match your current strong appearance.

Wang Fu snorted coldly in his nostrils, reverence is one thing, but there is no way to take out the last three melons and two dates from Min Cao's broken pocket!
Fan Zheng could only persuade him with good words: "Well, join the army, the state government has a little savings, doesn't it? Let's go to medicine first."

"Not to mention anything else, they have learned the real skills, even if it is for the army to get a massage to relieve fatigue."

Fan Zheng actually wanted to talk about treating Wang Fu's family in the future, but when he said it, it seemed like he was cursing people for getting sick, so he could only talk about massage instead.

Wang Fuzhen gritted his teeth, and it took a long time before he said: "Yongzhou can only use two hundred guan for spiritual activities! No matter how much, don't drive, I will fire the lower officials!"

All these family properties have been used, and if anything happens, Yongzhou will have to be caught blind!
This is the most basic sensitivity of a Sihu joining the army!
The local government has a lot of troubles, such as floods and droughts, relief, and aid to Ji County, which one does not cost money and food?

Drive the age of slaves?

Laugh, in what year can the annual service be kept until autumn?

There are still many ordinary people who have served the annual service for two years in advance, and they have opened a lot of talismans, okay?

King Luo Bin was dumbfounded when he saw it. Mr. Wang Fujin, a good man, transformed himself into the Yongzhou version of the Strong Order. The contrast is too great!

Fan Zheng pointed to Wang Fuzheng: "Stubborn donkey! Use [-] Guan first this year, and make up for medical needs first after the first day, okay?"

"It's really not possible. With the official's salary, we must also have enough medical materials and utensils before the end of the day, so as not to be scolded in the future, saying that quack doctors are all from Yongzhou."

Fan Zheng's words are of course half true and half false.

This year, only [-] guan can be used flexibly, but three of the four seasons of this year have passed, and the rest will be arranged after the first day of the year. Who can say otherwise?
No matter how Fan Zheng behaved, at least his move to complete medicine was true.

Jiang Baizhi crossed her arms and bowed, and twenty medical students also saluted.

It's only one season, medicine can't afford to wait.

As for Fan Zheng posing...

As long as he is willing to pay, what if the medicine treats him as a teacher and a father?
These days, there are often people who sing impassionedly in a high-pitched manner, but when it comes time to pay for it, they don't take it away, or simply disappear.

Those who can really produce Aduwu, no matter what others say, at least they really did it.

Why, people really paid for it, why don't you have a mouthful?
Fan Zheng's arbitrariness naturally made Li Shushen and Qi Guanzhi quite critical.

How can we say that we are also in the middle of governance, can we discuss it anyway?
Fan Zheng waved his hand: "You and I are both officials of Yongzhou, so we need to take care of the future of Yongzhou."

"With more qualified medical workers, Yongzhou will have more confidence in facing patients in the future."

Don't always rely on the Taichang Temple's Imperial Medical Office, they will only take action unless there is a large-scale epidemic.

Qi Guanzhi thought about the old things, and his eyes showed vigilance: "Shangguan thinks that in the past two years, there will inevitably be epidemics in Yongzhou?"

What kind of comprehension is this!

Fan Zheng smiled without saying a word, pretending to be profound.

No matter what, it is absolutely right to strengthen the construction of medical science. No matter whether it is in the court or in the world, Fan Zheng can speak plausibly.

On the other side of the official cook, Fan Zheng kept his word and cut off Bie Jia's supply of snacks.
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King Luo Bin, Sihu Shi, was full of admiration: "I didn't expect that joining the army would be so tough, and he could fight hard with reason."

Wang Fumin smiled wryly: "Guapi, Min Cao's biggest problem is here. Shangguan needs money everywhere, but there is a fixed amount of money in the account every year."

"If you don't rely on the Shangguan, you may not be able to secure your position in the army; if you rely on the Shangguan, what should you do if there is an extra gap?"

Even if you wash yourself clean and put it on the butcher's chopping board, you won't be able to sell it for so much money.

"Yongzhou has a vast land and a lot of people, so disasters are more or less inevitable. If you run out of money and food, why cry when something happens?"

It is not uncommon for the imperial court to come forward to provide relief, but it has been achieved to a certain extent.

The person who manages the accounts works hard, wow! (end of this chapter)