In the third year of the reign of Emperor Yu of the State of Yu, there was the city of Zhenzhou in Jiangnan Road.
A morning rain in early summer washed away the turbid heat between heaven and earth.
On the Zhenzhou Bridge, there are many pedestrians and densely packed cars and horses.
Under the bridge, the wide and deep river flows quietly from south to north, carrying large ships loaded with salt, tea, grain and other goods.
There are thousands of giant ships, pulled by trackers or rowed by boatmen, and they never stop.
The Yu Empire inherited the water transportation system of the former Sui Dynasty, and Zhuzhou City was one of the important nodes on the water transportation route of the Yu State.
As the saying goes, "Wu gate turns to millet and silk, and Panhai mausoleum Penglai."
"The sails of clouds turn to the Liaohai Sea, and the japonica rice comes to Soochow."
Ships and cargo traveling from north to south have brought a large floating population and... business opportunities to this city in Jiangnan Province.
Shops along the street along the Qiaotou River in Zhenzhou were ready to open long before the sun rose.
Whether it is a teahouse, a restaurant, a restaurant, a rouge shop, a pawn shop, or a rice shop, all the stores are spacious and grand, and appear to be very popular. However, among the many shops, there is one whose door is closed and has no intention of opening at all.
It was a medicine shop with a plaque of "Security Hall" hanging on it.
"Snapped."
The rag that wiped the table of the drug store counter was thrown aside,
A palm belonging to a young man first scratched the antique paulownia wood tabletop, and then brought it under his eyes to examine whether there was any dust left on his fingertips.
"It's pretty clean."
The young man blew into the palm of his hand, threw the rag into the tub of water, stretched out and sat in the chair behind the counter.
He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a gray blouse with a short crimson shirt underneath, a bun and long boots. He had an ordinary appearance and a particularly calm expression.
Li Ang, this is his name.
In other words, it is his name in this life.
Four months ago, Li Ang's father, Li Hanquan, the former owner of the security hall, and his wife Cui Yi passed away due to illness. Li Ang himself, who was confused during the mourning period, also had an accident——
In his mind, messy and fragmented memory fragments began to appear continuously.
A bustling city full of skyscrapers, steel vehicles speeding on the streets, mobile phones, computers, the Internet...
And there is a being named Li Ang who lives in that world.
The source of the broken memory has the same name and surname as him, and even looks exactly the same. Is this Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or is this a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?
Or is it the legendary "time travel"?
Li Ang shook his head, put aside the messy thoughts, and glanced at the familiar Baodian Pharmacy in front of him.
The drug store is quite spacious. The ground is paved with bluestone slabs, and there are round stones under the four pillars. Three strings hang from the beams, and a thin wooden stick is tied to them. There is a package hanging under the thin wooden stick to emit the fragrance of medicine. Patent medicines, as well as small wooden signs with nourishing names such as "Xiao Qinglong Tang", "Ephedra Tang", "Rehmannia Jian" and so on.
Above the counter, there are flat bamboo baskets, medicine scales, medicine pounding mortars and other sundries.
On the wooden shelf behind the counter, there are wooden boxes and ceramic jars containing ephedra, kudzu root, black medicine, salvia and other medicines.
"Master... our family is running out of money."
A soft female voice interrupted his thoughts. Li Ang turned around and saw a girl wearing a blue maid uniform sitting in the corner of the shop.
She is about the same age as Li Ang. She has a cute oval face and is frowning slightly while placing a lot of coins on the table.
Chai Cuiqiao, a maid from the Li Ang family.
Eight years ago, a rebellion broke out in the Zhou State to the south of the Yu State. The rebels captured ten state cities one after another like a prairie fire. People in the northern part of the Zhou State who faced military disasters fled their homeland and poured into the Yu State.
At that time, the situation was turbulent, and there were many prostitutes who sold their children and girls. Li Ang's mother Cui Yi took the initiative and bought Chai Cuiqiao as Li Ang's maid.
As a major country in the world, the Yu State had a vast territory and strong national power. It also claimed to be the most civilized country. It was clearly stipulated by law that there should be servants but no slaves in the country.
Even a maid is by no means the private property of her master. She has the right to receive wages, and the right to decide her own marriage. If she is abused by her master, she can also go to the government, labor unions, or non-governmental mutual aid organizations such as the "Women's Society"
To file a complaint for redress of grievances and to forcibly break the master-servant contract.
"Hmm...how many more?"
Li Ang sighed, stood up from the chair, and walked towards the maid.
Despite the Zhuang Zhou Mengdie episode and countless fragmented memories, Li Ang's mental consciousness has not changed.
After his parents passed away suddenly, his childhood sweetheart Chai Cuiqiao became the person he was closest to and trusted in the world.
By the way, the servants of the Yu people should call their male masters "Alang", "Master", or "Dalang", "Erlang" or "Sanlang" according to the master's ranking in the family.
However, Li Ang, who had awakened the fragments of modern memory, always felt that the title "Da Lang" was strange.
I have a sense of déjà vu that I will get up and drink medicine in the next second.
So she asked Chai Cuiqiao to call him Master or just by his first name when there were no outsiders.
"Three thousand two hundred and eighty-four for ordinary money, seven hundred and fifteen for two cents, seven hundred and seventy-nine for three cents, four hundred and twenty-one for five cents, two hundred and twenty for ten cents, thirteen pieces of silver
Two, twenty pieces of flying money..."
Chai Cuiqiao pointed her slender onion-like fingers in mid-air, tilted her head, her face looked a little tangled, "The total is..."
"Thirty-one chapters and three hundred and fifty-six articles,"
Li Ang walked to the table and sat down, "Add thirteen taels of silver."
The State of Yu used copper coins as its base currency. The so-called Ping Qian was a small penny, which was the smallest monetary unit in the copper coin system.
At present, the most widely circulated flat coin among the people is Kaiyuan Tongbao, which is round in shape and eight cents in diameter. It is composed of copper, tin, and lead, and has a star and moon pattern on the back.
Others include Qianyuan Chongbao, Dali Yuanbao, etc., which are year-name coins issued by previous emperors.
And discount two qian, discount three qian, discount 5 qian, and get ten qian. As the name suggests, its value is respectively two qian, three qian, five qian, and ten qian. Furthermore, there are 20 qian, 30 qian, and 40 qian.
, when it's fifty or even when it's a hundred, it's like a thousand coins. If the face value is enough for every thousand coins, it's consistent.
As for the flying money, it was the paper exchange ticket of the Yu State. Because the copper coins had a small face value, were heavy, and were inconvenient to transport, paper bills of exchange (similar to bank checks) were born.
The piece of flying money now placed on the table of the Security Hall is larger than a palm. It is made of fine Xuanzhou hard yellow paper, which is tough and not easily damaged. The words "Two Ten Guan" are written in the middle of the paper, and the money is marked below.
The time, place, bank and person responsible for handling relevant procedures, and the edge of the paper is a circle of complicated and exquisite anti-counterfeiting patterns.
"The recent price of silver is about eight hundred cents per tael. Thirteen taels of broken silver equals ten to four hundred cents. Adding them all up, there are forty-one to seven hundred and fifty-six cents."
Looking at the coins stacked on the table, neither master nor servant spoke, and fell silent for a while.
What is in front of them is all the available funds accumulated by Li Hanquan and Cui Yi after running Bao'an Tang Pharmacy for more than ten years.
Forty-one principles, say too much but not too much, say too little too much.
Li Ang sighed, "The prices in the city haven't changed much recently, have they?"
"should not."
Chai Cuiqiao said with her fingers: "White rice is 70 Wen per bucket (1 bucket is about 6 kilograms, 10 buckets is 1 stone), pork is 42 Wen per catty, grass carp is 30 Wen per catty, Hu cake is 2 Wen per catty, sour filling
(That is, vegetable buns) 3 Wen each, 1 pear 3 Wen, salt 40 Wen per catty..."
"If daily life only counts food, the average cost for two people is 50 Wen per person, 100 Wen per day. But this only includes rice, salt, firewood, seasonings, oil, vegetables, etc. If you want to make one or two more dishes, soup, the cost is about
130 articles per day.
There is also money to buy clothes, coal, stationery, books and periodicals, fruits and snacks, candles..."
Li Ang made some calculations and found that the daily living cost for him and Chai Cuiqiao was 150 Wen.
If you want to maintain the previous well-off life, it will be 170 to 200 fen per day.
“Without any income, if we just sit back and have nothing, 41 yuan will only be enough to live on for about half a year.”
Li Ang rubbed his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the first problem he faced during time travel was not a fatal disease or corrupt officials, but the most realistic crisis of bankruptcy for a well-off family.
"Master, um, actually..."
Chai Cuiqiao rubbed the corners of the maid's uniform, hesitated for a long time, and said in a voice like a gnat: "I still have some private money."
Li Ang didn't hear clearly, "What?"
"Ten, ten passes."
Chai Cuiqiao's face was slightly red, and she said coyly, "My wife will give me monthly money every month and let me buy what I want. In addition to buying some fruits and snacks, I have been saving..."
"What are you thinking about?"
Li Ang smiled helplessly, reached out and flicked Chai Cuiqiao's head gently, "Just keep that little money for yourself, I won't have to rely on the maid to support myself."
Chai Cuiqiao covered her forehead with her hands and pouted her mouth in silent protest.
"Ahem."
Li Ang coughed lightly, patted his thigh, and said seriously: "I plan to reopen the medical clinic."
"Eh?"
Chai Cuiqiao put down her hands with a look of shock on her face, "Hey!"
"Hey, what the hell, we have to find a way, we can't just sit back and have nothing."
"But..."
Chai Cuiqiao opened her mouth but stopped talking.
Li Ang glanced at her, picked up the tea cup from the table and took a sip of tea, "Are you afraid that I am too young and no one will believe me? Or are you afraid that my medical skills are not good and I accidentally kill someone?"
"Well..."
Chai Cuiqiao raised her eyes to the sky and stared at the rafters.
"Hey, you girl."
Li Ang pretended to be angry and stretched out his hand to slightly mess up Chai Cuiqiao's hair. In the latter's protest, he said seriously: "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Diseases," "Qian Jin Prescriptions", "Qian Jin Yifang", "Supplementary Materials on Materia Medica",
I have read the books "Emergency Prescriptions" and there is absolutely no problem in treating people.
I've taken care of this myself, so you don't have to worry.
By the way, what’s left to eat at home?”
"Master, are you hungry? There are still two bunches of noodles, seven or eight eggs, two small jars of sauerkraut, and pickles in the kitchen..."
"Then let's make two bowls of fried egg noodles and have a quick meal first. After dinner, I'll go out. After the filial piety period is over, it's time to greet the teacher and ask about the state exam. If I can pass the provincial exam,
With Juren status, all kinds of things including opening a medical clinic will be much easier."
"oh oh."
Chai Cuiqiao nodded in understanding, turned around, lifted the bead curtain, and went to the kitchen, but there was still a little worry on her face.
Li Ang watched her back disappear around the corner and sighed softly.
Her own family knows her own affairs, and as Cui Yi's half-daughter and future daughter-in-law, Chai Cuiqiao can be said to be the person who knows Li Ang best in the world.
Even she is worried about Li Ang reopening the medical clinic, so there is no need to talk about what outsiders think.
Li Ang gently brushed his messy hair with his fingers, and his eyes under his fingers became brighter and brighter.
No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to run a medical clinic and pharmacy at this age, but...
Li Ang stood up from the chair, closed his eyes, and held his breath. Under the dim sunlight shining through the thin window paper, his hands hung in front of him, his palms were clasped, as if he was grasping something.
Scalpel, cut open the skin.
Retractor to expose the abdominal cavity.
Suction device to remove accumulated blood.
...
Li Ang's hands were like a conductor on the stage, gentle and steady.
Incision, hemostasis, ligation, drainage.
Excision, reconstruction, retrieval, transplantation.
An image of a virtual humanoid lying horizontally appeared before his eyes, with eyes, nose, mouth, ears, heart, liver, spleen, and lungs. As Li Ang used a scalpel to cut open the skin, the virtual humanoid's blood vessels, bundles of muscles, and...
The root nerves are all exposed to the field of vision, showing every detail.
The weak sunlight that filtered through the window paper was like a shadowless lamp, and the sound of slippers dragging on the floor of the sterile operating room seemed to be heard in my ears, and various smells emerged from the memory fragments.
The smell of antiseptic soapy water when washing hands.
The smell of high-frequency electric knife burning flesh and blood.
Even...the sour smell of various lesions.
Li Ang's arms hanging in mid-air paused. He still couldn't remember his specific life experience in another world.
Whenever I think about it hard, I can only find clear information in the ocean of memory, neatly arranged like a library bookshelf.
Inorganic chemistry, organic chemistry, biochemistry, cell biology, pathophysiology, pathological anatomy, medical immunology, medical microbiology, specimens, diagnosis, ultrasound, imaging, ECG...
Fuzzy and profound emotions flooded into my heart, including the hardships of studying, the fear of holding the scalpel for the first time, the tiredness and satisfaction of completing the operation...
Li Ang slowly lowered his arms and opened his eyes, his eyes shining.
I am a surgeon myself.
This chapter has been completed!