Chapter 265

"What are you doing?" Lin Langzhong gave Lin Xiaofu a puzzled look.

"Originally, I went to the bookstore to buy a set of pens and inks for my younger brother after the dry goods were sold in the last episode, and sent him back to the village school next month."

"His pen has been bald for a long time, and I don't know if the ink stick can still be used."

"Now I can only wait until the end of the month for the next episode. If the second uncle has old ones, you can buy some for me. I will let the younger brother practice calligraphy first, and don't go back to the school to be scolded by the master."

"There are some ink sticks that are almost used up. I can give you free money. There is a pen that has not been used. I bought it for fifteen yuan each. Is it too expensive for Xiaolu to use?"

Lin Langzhong thought about it and said.

That pen was bought to write prescriptions on medical trips, so it’s worth talking about the price, and the old pen is more expensive, so it’s not easy to sell.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Let him use it first. After I buy a new one in the last episode, I can save this one for my husband."

When Lin Xiaofu heard that it was too expensive, he immediately wanted to buy it.

"If you have paper, buy some more for me." She urgently needs stationery such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"The paper can be given to you with a knife, and you can go back and cut it yourself. There are fifty cash for white bamboo paper and thirty cash for yellow bamboo paper."

Seeing Lin Xiaofu's eager look, Lin Langzhong couldn't laugh at her, because she was also doing things for the younger brother in the family, such a girl is worthy of admiration.

How did he know that Lin Xiaofu needed him more.

"Can I have a look at the yellow bamboo paper?" Lin Xiaofu immediately began to think about it.

Although it can be distinguished from the color, but she also wants to see the quality of the yellow bamboo paper, can you let her write the introduction to the pharmacopoeia.

The book she re-edited is called "Elementary Pharmacopoeia Encyclopedia".

When she was distracted, Lin Langzhong opened the cabinet and took out a knife of yellow bamboo paper, a thick stack, each sheet was the size of a tabletop.

Dr. Lin usually uses this kind of paper to write prescriptions, and it is very cost-effective to cut it small.

I usually use white bamboo paper to write some diagnostic experience, reading notes and so on.

Lin Xiaofu took one out and looked at it. Seeing Lin Langzhong's puzzled face, he quickly put it away, and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank Second Uncle for fulfilling it. Let's count the money together."

"The old ink counts two liters, how about rounding it up?" Lin Xiaofu saw that although there were not many ink sticks, they should still be used for a while.

Lin Langzhong said that he didn't need money, so he counted two renminbi just to make up the number, so he made this kind of affection just right.

Sure enough, Doctor Lin didn't refuse, and he took one sling including the money for the medicine, and gave Lin Xiaofu nine slacks.

Lin Xiaofu put the money, pens and ink sticks into the bamboo basket and covered it, then took the knife of yellow bamboo paper, left the medicine hut, and hurried back home.

"Little White Tiger, can you see what medicine is in the medicine house? Is there anything we need?"

"It's all ordinary medicine, no poison." The space elf muttered, and then fell silent.

Just now Lin Xiaofu stayed in the place where the medicines were dried and near the medicine cabinets in the medicine hut, just to let the space elves see if there are medicines they need, and whether it is necessary to buy them.

But the space elf didn't seem to see anything that interested him, and he wasn't in the mood.

"Then look for it when we go up the mountain." Lin Xiaofu could only comfort him.

When he got home, Zhao Zicheng couldn't help being speechless when he saw that she had bought so much paper.

"I remembered that I had heard a prescription, and I'll write it out later to see if it's right." Lin Xiaofu said happily.

When Zhao Zicheng came back from his master, he gave her the written prescription.

Lin Xiaofu wanted to try the pen himself, so naturally he would not write the same prescription again.

(End of this chapter)

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