Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Chapter 033 One price, ten taels of silver!

"Help me prepare such a long piece of charcoal, preferably the thickness of my little finger."

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Jingxuan raised his head and gestured as he spoke. At this time, the gap between ancient times and modern times became apparent. Modern ball pens and fountain pens don't know how to throw brushes a few streets away.

"Good, sir, do you have any other orders?"

The shopkeeper's enthusiasm returned to his enthusiasm. With Ling Jingxuan's spirit, he still saw a little doubt in his eyes. With a mocking smile, Ling Jingxuan glanced at him lazily and walked over to the big man holding the child: "You take the child to the room first. , remember to help him clean first, and then let the staff wipe his body with alcohol to cool him down, and after the medicine is boiled down, he can go home in three days at most."

"Yes, yes... Thank you, Doctor."

The man hurriedly said yes, under the guidance of the man, the couple took the child to the backyard together. After the man found the charcoal he wanted, Ling Jingxuan sat in front of the table and started writing like a fly. The list is ready.

"This is a prescription for treating Datoufeng. Three bowls of water are boiled into a bowl. Take it three times a day. It will take effect after three days. After taking seven days, you will be cured. The other two are the medicinal materials I need, and each prescription is taken for ten days medicine."

Handing the written prescription to the shopkeeper, Ling Jingxuan ordered casually.

"Isn't this the prescription for Chengqi Decoction?"

The shopkeeper took the prescription and glanced at it. He couldn't help but ask with doubts. The suspicion in his eyes was even worse. Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes weakly: "Open your eyes and see clearly, in addition to the prescription of Chengqi Decoction, I also added huáng. Qin scrophulariae and licorice and other medicinal materials for purging evil heat in the lung meridian."

Datoufeng is originally caused by the entry of wind evil into the body. It is actually very simple to treat. It is enough to add two more herbs to Chengqi Decoction. However, most people regard it as a common cold, and it will be difficult to save it when the condition worsens.

Seeing that he seemed impatient, the shopkeeper did not dare to ask any more questions. With the attitude of a dead horse being a living horse doctor, he instructed the man to take the prescription to get the medicine and make the medicine. He himself helped Ling Jingxuan pick up the medicine he needed. .

"Son, this is the medicine you need."

About a quarter of an hour later, the shopkeeper brought several bundles of packaged medicinal herbs and placed them in front of him. Ling Jingxuan didn't even check it. He put down the teacup and asked casually, "How much?"

One of the two prescriptions is actually a prescription to prevent typhoid. Just in case, he decided to let everyone in the family drink it, so it was beyond his budget. Got left.

"No, I don't need money. I would like to thank the young master for helping us out today. No matter whether the child can be cured or not, I must thank the young master. These medicines should be regarded as my reward."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper waved his hands again and again, although he still doubted his medical skills until now.

"Thank you very much. After the symptoms of the child's fever are relieved, remember to use lime water to disinfect the yard where he lives, and cremate all the things he passes through. If there are other people infected, you can use that prescription for treatment. Bar."

With that said, Ling Jingxuan picked up the medicine and was about to leave. The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to block him. Facing his suspicious gaze, the shopkeeper rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Master, forgive the rudeness of the old man, that child is really a plague?"

"If you don't believe it, you can drive their family of three out."

He stopped, and the ridicule in Dan Feng's eyes was no longer concealed. The shopkeeper was an old doctor in his 40s or 50s. Let him say it so bluntly. What else can I do but believe in him?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper had to suppress the embarrassment, and smiled with both hands: "Don't get me wrong, sir, this old man has no intention of disbelief, since you can tell the child's symptoms, the prescription will certainly not be wrong. , But, that... The old man just said it straight, I must have seen it just now, there are too many onlookers outside, this matter will soon spread to the ears of the county magistrate, and he is not immune to the outward expansion. The yamen will definitely send troops to isolate this place, and even the entire Datong Town, so this old man wants to be cheeky and ask the gentleman for a prescription to prevent the epidemic, please forgive me."

The shopkeeper's argument was well-founded, but Ling Jingxuan could see that he was just afraid of contracting the plague himself. Although this is human nature, asking him to pay for his safety would be a bit too condescending to him. Such a kind-hearted person would never have been able to travel the world in his previous life, ranking among the top killers.

"It's not that there is no prescription, it depends on how sincere the shopkeeper is."

After sweeping away the coldness before, Ling Jingxuan's lips curved, and he sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at him meaningfully with his narrow and slightly hooked Danfeng eyes.

The shopkeeper's eyelids jumped, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "Young Master, please bid."

"Quick! I like a quick-witted person like you, so let's look at it for the sake of the folks in the eight villages and villages, and the price is ten taels of silver!"

Ling Jingxuan snapped his fingers handsomely, with a smile on his brows, hehe... he's not extorting, you know, he might not be able to save people when someone held a lot of money in front of him before, besides, life is always more than money The important thing is that the shopkeeper can spend 10 taels of silver not only to buy peace of mind for his own life, but also to sell it to others at a moderate price at a low price. The so-called small profits but quick turnover, he will not lose money, but also earn a good name.

"Okay, just ten taels of silver."

The shopkeeper is also smart. Ling Jingxuan can think of it, and he can naturally think of it. Although ten taels of silver is expensive, it is still within the range that he can accept. The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and agreed, but he was somewhat uneasy. That's it.

"One-handed money and one-handed goods."

Having said that, Ling Jingxuan is in front of him.

Pulling out one of the prescriptions in the medicine bag, the shopkeeper reacted instantly and stared at him, almost vomiting old blood. It turned out that one of the prescriptions he grabbed just now was to prevent the epidemic. I knew it earlier...

I knew that a thousand gold was hard to buy, and the shopkeeper had to take out a silver note of ten taels from his arms in frustration and handed it to him, and at the same time he took over the prescription like a hot potato.

"Hehe...Thank you!"

Glancing at the name of Daqing Tongdui on the bank note, Ling Jingxuan shook the thin paper as if to show off when he passed him. When his name came, he was no longer there in the shop.

"Ugh……"

The shopkeeper looked down at the prescription in his hand, and sighed deeply. He lived for several decades, but he never expected to be trapped by a young man who seemed to be more than two decades old.

It's just that there is no time for him to be depressed. Not long after Ling Jingxuan left, a large number of guests poured into the Ping An Hall, most of them were passers-by who had been watching the lively from a close distance before. They were all here to buy medicine to prevent the plague. In less than an hour, he earned back the 12 taels of silver he spent, but that night, as he expected, the yamen from the county really came, and he had to donate the prescription, although it was not. No matter how much money he made, he also gained a virtuous name for his skillful hands and benevolence.

A plague that was too late to break out was resolved in such a dramatic situation. Many years later, whenever the magistrate Hu, who had been exceptionally elevated for his achievements in preventing the plague, recalled the incident, he couldn't help but feel guilty. Ling Jingxuan gave a thumbs up for his medical skills, but at that time he was no longer the poor boy he is today, but the number one wealthy businessman in Daqing, the most frightening royal concubine!

Of course, that's all for later. Ling Jingxuan didn't know what happened next. Even if he did, he would probably just laugh it off? What he wanted was never a good reputation.

When the old and the young returned to the fish market, Ling Jingpeng had already sold out the remaining two buckets of fish, and all the things they bought at various shops were also delivered. At this time, they were all neatly placed in the one step ahead of them. On the ox cart of Zhao Dalong's family, the two buns saw Tie Wazi happily running up, and the three of them chatted together, changing what they had seen and heard today.

"Why do you buy so many medicines? Are they all for the second brother?"

Ling Jingpeng saw them from a distance and went up to them, and took the initiative to take the large string of medicinal herbs in Ling Jingxuan's hand.

"No, part of it was eaten by us. I'll tell you the details later."

Throwing a smile at him, Ling Jingxuan walked side by side with him to Zhao Dalong's husband and wife who were standing beside the ox cart: "Big Brother Zhao, Big Brother Han, I'm going to trouble you again."

"Look at what you said, why is it troublesome? Have you bought all the things you want to buy?"

Han Fei was still enthusiastic. As he spoke, he bent down and carried the children into the car. Ling Jingxuan smiled and nodded. The group climbed onto the ox cart one after another. When passing the meat stall, Ling Jingxuan suddenly jumped out of the car and strode away. past.

"Boss, how do you sell this meat?"

"Ten cents a pound for lean meat, fifteen cents for fat meat, little brother?"