It took about 20 minutes to pass, and the sky was already dark, and I could smell a smell of Chinese medicine from a distance.

Fortunately, the lights were on and the board was not on. I wonder if the public-private partnership had any impact on his business.

I walked to the door and cleared my throat, reached out and knocked on the wooden door, and then looked inside through the glass on the window.

Some older voices said, "Come in. It's cold outside."

Zhou Wenzhong opened the door, then opened the cotton curtain and walked in. The smell of medicine poured into his nose, and he couldn't stand it.

This storefront room has a store of about 60 square meters, and there are several sets of traditional Chinese medicine cabinets on the wall, covered with notes.

There is a wooden counter with a scale, a medicine mortar, and a medicine box with a strap. There is also a medicine bar? Anyway, it is a yellow-brown liquid, and there is something soaked in it. There are large papers on the table, abacus, and a brush.

There were iron balls hanging on the counter? Zhou Wenzhong had never seen these and did not recognize them.

There are slogans on the pillars, and they are also posted: All things are born in spring.

Then there are a row of flat glass counters, which contain glass bottles and pottery jars. There are no pennants or Chinese medicine acupoints on the wall.

An old doctor in his fifties and sixties had a kind face and a beard. He was wearing a cotton robe and was sitting on a chair with a medicine mill and was busy.

After seeing Zhou Wenzhong, he stopped moving his feet. He stood up and hammered his waist.

He gave in with his left hand and signaled to go to the table beside him to speak.

Zhou Wenzhong walked to the table, pulled open the stool and sat down. Then he pulled up the sleeve of his left hand and placed it on the cotton bag beside him.

The old doctor smiled when he saw Zhou Wenzhong's movements. The man was quite easy to deal with. Then he sat down, took out a pocket watch from his clothes and placed it on the table. He looked at the time.

“Where is uncomfortable?”

"I feel sore in my stomach. This pain is coming and going. I feel nauseous. I almost vomited at noon today and didn't vomit anything. I have chest tightness."

The old doctor reached out and touched Zhou Wenzhong's forehead, stroked his beard, then placed his hand on Zhou Wenzhong's wrist, looked at his pocket watch first, and then started to take his pulse.

After 3 minutes, Zhou Wenzhong changed his hand and took his pulse again.

After a while, the doctor withdrew his hand and asked Zhou Wenzhong: "Cough?"

“No cough.”

"Do you feel the pain around your belly button?"

Zhou Wenzhong recalled and replied: "Yes."

The doctor nodded, opened the drawer and took out a flashlight.

"Put open your lower lip and I'll take a look."

Zhou Wenzhong grabbed his lower lip with his hand and handed his head over.

The doctor nodded, and Zhou Wenzhong sat back on the chair.

"Insects."

The old doctor walked to the basin shelf beside him and washed his hands with water.

After hearing this, Zhou Wenzhong was so scared that he quickly stood up, lifted his cotton jacket and showed his belly and looked at it.

"What kind of insect? My stomach is not big."

"roundworms."

Zhou Wenzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh...that's good, prescribe medicine."

The old doctor wiped his hands. After other patients learned about the condition, they asked the first question whether it was serious or not? This young man was quite interested.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? Ascaris! Just open some roundworms to remove roundworms."

"The anti-robin sugar is an imported medicine. It costs 15 yuan a can in the pharmacy. It is 1,200 grams in it and it is not sold separately. Do you have that much money?"

Zhou Wenzhong shook his head and said indifferently: "No! Get me some black plums and betel nuts for me, and I'll cook water and drink it when I go home."

"Oh? You know very well? How much dosage will I prescribe for you?"

"I don't know this. The dose per day can be at most 1 tael."

The old doctor smiled, raised his hand to the counter baffle, walked in, held a piece of straw paper in his hand, opened several drawers to start loading medicine, including gentleman, rhubarb, betel nut, black plum... and started to distribute medicine.

[The main raw material of pagoda sugar is the Alpha Mountain Dao Nian in Artemisia ascaris. From 1950 to 1951, domestic raw materials for medicine were mainly imported from the Big Brother country. In 1952, 20 grams of Artemisia ascaris seeds were purchased from the Big Brother country and secretly escorted them to four places to plant, namely: Hohhot, Xi'an, Datong, and Weifang.

Because of the high environmental requirements, only Weifang survived and eventually became a key agricultural project. In the late 1950s, it was directly expanded to more than 8,000 acres of land for planting Artemisia delta. Unfortunately, the machine for extracting Shandao Nian has not yet been shipped.

So. At present, the anti-rose sugar that can be seen on the market are all produced by Big Brother's country and are indeed very expensive. Many people say that the pagoda candy is from 1975 or 1979, and there is no problem. The pagoda candy and the anti-rose sugar are two names. However, the raw materials remain unchanged.

The anti-rose sugar sold on the market is bought from the elder brother, changed the packaging, increased the price, and then sold it to the market. Not only the elder brother produced it, but also the anti-rose medicines transported from Hong Kong Island. As long as there are Chinese places, there will be assistance!]

Zhou Wenzhong bent down and looked at the bottle at the glass counter.

"Doctor, is this big glass bottle filled with tiger bone wine?"

"Um."

"Doctor, is there a tiger whip soaked in this glass bottle?"

"Deer Whip."

"Doctor, is this bottle filled with a tiger whip?"

"Suoyang."

"Doctor, did you notice that my kidney water was insufficient when you took my pulse just now?"

"No. Insufficient kidney water is caused by kidney yin deficiency."

"Then do I have kidney yang deficiency?"

“A little bit.”

"Ah? Doctor! How to sell deer whip wine? I have to replenish it."

The old doctor had already started packing the tether.

"A bottle of 6 yuan is one pound. You don't have much trouble, you don't need to make up for it. When you go back and eat more good food, you can use some cinnamon, it's not very troublesome."

"I don't believe it! I know my body best."

The old doctor looked at Zhou Wenzhong with some fun and asked, "Since you know your body best, what medicine do you think you should prescribe?"

Zhou Wenzhong blurted out without even thinking about it and said: "Deer antler, Cistanche, Suoyang, Morinica, Eucommia ulmoides, Chive Seeds, Cuscuta, Epimedium, Shayuanzi, Fenugreek, Xianmaru, Yizhiren. Haima, Haima. Kidney."

"Haha... In the future, don't make medicine and make wine by yourself. OK, don't look at it. Here are 6 packs of medicine, one pack a day. It costs 40 cents in total. Take your medicine and go home. After boiling 3 bowls of water, boil it on low heat for another 10 minutes. Remove the heat and cover it with a lid and simmer for 15 minutes. Take it at night, remember to be empty-handed."

Zhou Wenzhong stood in front of Lubianjiu without moving.

"Didn't bring the money? It doesn't matter. Take the medicine back first, and give it to me when you pass by my door another day."

After saying that, he pushed the medicine forward.

"Then does your public manager allow it?"

"It's not a big deal, I still have this face."

"Doctor, just sell me a bottle of Deer Whip Bar."

"I said everything, you don't need it."

"No, my father has been cold since he was a child, so I bought it for him."

"What you are talking about is kidney yin deficiency, so you can't drink it."

"Ah? I remembered it wrong. My father often has a sore waist and knees. I bought it for him to respect him."

"Then you are so filial."

“Many people say that to me.”

The old doctor stroked his beard and thought for a while, then walked out of the counter, opened the glass counter, carried the large dark brown glass bottle out, and took out an empty wine bottle, a wine spoon and funnel.

He filled Zhou Wenzhong with a full bottle, tightened the cap and handed it over.

"Drinking up to 4 yuan a day."

"Hey, don't worry."

Zhou Wenzhong reached into his arms, took out the 10 yuan given by the novice gift package from the space, and handed it over.

"Doctor, how do you sell this ginseng wine?"

"You don't need it."

"My mother has a bad spleen and stomach, she is often sleepy and weak, has a rapid breathing, is still in a state of indifference, and..."

"Okay! I already know that you are filial. There are 3.60 cents left. I won't ask you for it. I'll give you some ginseng tiger bone wine."

This time the glass bottle was filled with 7 points and handed it to Zhou Wenzhong.

"This is the real medicinal wine, not wine! It's enough to drink 2 ounces of ginseng and tiger bone wine a day. Never drink too much, including deer whip wine. Once your health improves, you have to stop immediately. Don't take it seriously."

"Thank you, doctor. I got it, thank you."
To be continued...