Father Wang took An Ran and strolled to the pharmacy and looked above. There were several big characters written in square regularity, Hui Chun Tang.

This is the largest place for medical treatment in this town, and the doctor is the well-known Dr. Ji Zhongboji.

Dr. Ji not only has superb medical skills, but also never charges any medical fees for treating patients. Some scholars praised Dr. Ji with the reputation of "the sacred hand of a holy heart brings spring back, and the wonderful medicine and silver needle cures diseases."

The snow in front of the threshold of Huichun Hall has long been trampled, and the men, women, and children coming in and out are carrying medicine bags in their hands.

The hall was very busy. An Ran turned around and saw a silver-haired old man taking someone's pulse.

Not far away, medicine was being boiled in a small courtyard in the hall. Father Wang regretted bringing Fu Bao here.

Because there were seriously ill people everywhere, there were coughs one after another, and there were also the sounds of children crying.

"Those who want to see a doctor should queue up first. You can wait here first." The medicine boy thought they were here to see a doctor and asked them to wait on the bench over there first.

There are long stools in one area of ​​the medicine hall, and patients sitting on them, probably suffering from wind and cold, and some children with fever, are drinking medicine.

"This little doctor, we are here to sell medicine. I have some medicinal materials here. I heard that you collected them here."

The last time he came to sell ginseng, he just talked with Dr. Ji. Dr. Ji said that his medicine storehouse was very short of some medicinal materials after it was destroyed by the flood, and he would take whatever he had.

Just because the herbs wither in winter, some missing herbs and things cannot be found, and the ones purchased from other places are far inferior. Especially the precious medicinal materials are the treasures of all doctors.

"Let me take a look at what's there first. My master is busy right now."

Father Wang opened the bag pinned under his belt and handed it over.

The big bag was divided into many smaller bags, each bag containing different prepared medicinal materials.

The medicine boy opened one of the bags and found Panax notoginseng inside, which was good medicine.

The same is true for several other bags, including qianghuo, cinnamon, platycodon, gastrodia elata... about a dozen kinds of medicinal materials, five or six of which are very hard to find.

"Where did you get all these things? They are all good medicinal materials." The medicine boy looked at the two of them. They didn't look rich, they came from the countryside.

"Just tell me whether you want it or not. If you don't want it, I'll go to other places and ask." Father Wang had already thought of his words and was just waiting for Doctor Ji to ask him.

Upon hearing this, the medicine boy quickly stopped the person and handed the medicine bag to the master who was busy reciting the prescription.

"Master, you see these are all good medicines. This uncle brought them."

Doctor Ji took a look at the medicine in the hand of the medicine boy, and he knew it was a good thing just at a glance. The good thing about the medicine was not the medicine itself, but the person who prepared it. He seemed to be an experienced hand, clean and neat, and the effect of the medicine was well preserved.

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"It's Brother Wang, are these your medicines?"

Doctor Ji raised his eyes and recognized the person who gave him ginseng last time. There were six ginsengs in total. No one was so generous, but he told him not to inquire. Now that he has sent so many medicinal materials, he needs to find out where they came from.

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"Shan Ming, you come here to have a consultation. I will come as soon as you go as a teacher."

Doctor Ji took out the medicinal materials in the bag and observed them carefully. He smelled the familiar smell and felt happy. Someone brought him a pillow when he fell asleep.

"Brother Wang, these things really came in time, but I have to say one thing. Our medicine hall does not accept things from unknown sources.

At first glance, these things of yours are concocted by people within the sect, with skillful techniques and profound pharmacology."

Father Wang sat on the stool with Fu Bao in his arms and said: "Someone asked me to sell it. It's not convenient for him to come forward. The things were all given by that person. These things were not stolen or robbed, so why?"

Is there some illegitimate reason?

Don't worry, Doctor Ji. How could you take it out if the source is unknown? The man sold it after he said the price was right. He knew that Doctor Ji was a good man who helped the world by hanging the pot, and he wanted these medicines to help the poor people."

Doctor Ji habitually stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "If the person behind the scenes has this ability, why don't he become the famous doctor who helps the world? Why do he need to borrow the help of others?"

"Oh, I'm just a person who helps sell medicinal materials. Who knows what he wants to do? Everyone has their own secrets, and I don't dare to pry into them."

Doctor Ji also felt that he couldn't get anything out of the question. This old man Wang was just a farmer in the village, helping others run errands.

But the person behind this is really powerful. Even he has to spend some time to get these things. There are very few people with good medical skills here.

"I don't know what kind of price the master wants. Although it is a medicine for emergency relief, I am still short of money now, and my savings are all spent on these medicines."

Father Wang said: "These are two taels of silver together. I wonder if Dr. Ji can accept it."

"Tongyuan, go get 2 taels of silver and give it to this old man Wang. Next time he comes to deliver medicine, he will give Shanming an eye. The price will be whatever he says."

Doctor Ji chatted with Mr. Wang for a while, trying to get clues about the person behind it from Mr. Wang.

In fact, just those few ginseng plants made him puzzled. They were very fresh and had only been unearthed for about two days. He seemed to have a clear idea of ​​what grew on which mountains in this area.

These ginseng are all of the same age and size, so they must have been grown together, and the people who can grow them are definitely ordinary people.

Father Wang was not as open as the lion, and the price he asked for was the price Fubao agreed to. In fact, the price was twice as high as two taels of silver.

The grandfather and grandson went out from Huichun Hall and met Fang Cuiying who was looking for them everywhere.

"I said where did your grandson and grandpa go? He disappeared after just a quick glance, which made me look for him for a while."

"Where's Chunlan, does anyone want to buy our things? This is four taels of silver, use it to buy some cotton to make quilts." Dad Wang smiled, he was happy to have income today.

"My dear, Dad, where did you get so much money?" Fang Cuiying made a tooth mark on the money. It's true.

"I'll tell you later tonight." Father Wang just wants to keep it secret, and he won't tell you until he can't hold it any longer that day.

Fang Cuiying felt that the silver in her hand was very hot. It was as heavy as a few stones, but it seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.

She had a bold idea. In fact, their father had hidden some private money, or there might have been something valuable at home.

Most of the people in the market have dispersed, and there are still some vegetables that are not selling well on the vegetable stalls, but some stall owners are still waiting to sell them.

Their rabbits sold quickly, and they were picked up by a restaurant buyer, and the price was negotiated well. A total of ten rabbits plus their own radishes, cabbages, etc. were sold for more than 50 yuan, 568 Wen.

"Dad, you're here. The stall has been closed. Let's go get some cloth and cotton." Liu Chunlan put the basket on her back. There were still a few pickle lumps in it.

"As for Yong'an, his legs haven't recovered yet, so don't move the goods. Let's make some bamboo knitting at home and sell it."

There are several cargo ships docked at the dock, and those coming from the south and the north are all coming from other places. Their Mengtang Town has no industrial output and relies on a transit hub.

Merchant ships coming from the south and north will stop here for supplies. Of course, Mengtang is not the only county and town along the Changshui River.

The wharf is where most work and business take place, and the surrounding area is filled with food stalls, grain shops, inns and various grocery stalls.

Since the money for repair work was changed to reduce taxes, there were fewer workers, and in some places, ground piles were just started to be driven.

An Ran saw his father's figure, helping people on the side of the boat to carry goods.

Because Mengtang Town needs to be rebuilt, a large amount of infrastructure materials are needed, especially wood, stones, river sand from Luobotan, etc.

These are very heavy things and require strong men to work, so all four pillars of the Wang family are here.
Chapter completed!