Before leaving, Fei Jingting thought of the 50 kilograms of medicinal powder in his pocket, so he asked Huang Mingrui some prescriptions for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the body.
Monk Huang Mingrui was confused and didn't understand why Fei Jingting asked this, but he still wrote a few prescriptions to Fei Jingting.
Fei Jingting first went to the pawn shop, took out the pawn ticket and redeemed his watch. Although the watch was not expensive, it was brought from the original time and space, and it was considered a thought. Then he found a foreign bank and bought one.
Balance with weights.
Finally, he went to a traditional Chinese medicine store and bought some licorice, eucommia, walnuts, honey, and beeswax. He also went to a grocery store and bought a small grind. As for Codonopsis pilosula and the like, he didn’t buy it because he thought it was too expensive. Those are not the ones that have the best effect.
Precious medicinal materials.
Carrying these things back to the courtyard, Fei Jingting opened a fire for the rare occasion.
First, use a balance to weigh out the medicinal powder, use a small grinder to grind the licorice, eucommia, and walnuts into powder, put the honey into a pot, add half of the water, heat it, remove the scum, and filter it with gauze.
Put the filtered honey back into the pot, heat and concentrate. Then put the medicinal materials and medicinal powder into the pot, stir-fry until the color deepens. At this time, add the honey, stir evenly and take it out. Once cool, you can knead it into pills.
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This is not over yet, the Chinese medicine pills must be sealed with wax pills. Fei Jingting heated the beeswax and used the purchased mold to process them into wax pills.
After a lot of hard work, which lasted until eight o'clock at night, I made fifty pills sealed in wax pills.
Fei Jingting secretly complained that this work was too tedious and he had had enough of the processing this time. It seemed that he would have to find someone he could trust to help with the processing in the future.
Now that the pills have been made, new questions have arisen—how to sell them, and to whom?
Fei Jingting thought about his personal connections, but forget about Huang Mingrui. That guy was dedicated to practicing Taoism and had no desires. He had stopped interacting with his former friends.
The eldest son is a good customer, but his family has been restless recently, so he probably has no intention of doing so for the time being;
Mr. Yan is supposed to be able to use it, but the problem is that Fei Jingting is afraid of being beaten out by Mr. Yan;
Not to mention the remaining ones, Guan Xiyi, Ni Qiufeng and their colleagues in the school are all women, so it is difficult to sell pills with such a clear target customer.
After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that the only person I could use was my neighbor Li Zhizhang. It was just that this person was too unprofitable to start early, he was slippery, and he had a gangster temperament, so he was not easy to deal with.
Fei Jingting hesitated for a while and couldn't make up his mind.
The door opened and Fei Jingting looked up and saw Ni Qiufeng walking in.
The pretty widow glanced at the stove with burning eyes, sniffed the smell in the air, and said, "I thought you were turning on the fire to cook. Why did you boil the medicine? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I plan to make some pills to sell."
"Pills?" Looking at the wax-sealed pills in the dustpan, Ni Qiufeng asked curiously: "Do you still know medical skills?"
"Understand a little bit."
Ni Qiufeng said: "I see you came back in the afternoon and haven't gone out...have you eaten?"
"not yet."
"Then you wait."
Ni Qiufeng turned around and left. About twenty minutes later, she came back with a bowl filled with fragrant egg fried rice.
She said sheepishly: "There's nothing left at home, just some rice. I made egg fried rice for you."
Fei Jingting was really hungry, so he didn't give in anymore and took it and ate it.
Ni Qiufeng moved a chair and sat opposite Fei Jingting. She leaned forward, resting her chin on her knees with her hands, and asked with a smile: "Is it delicious?"
"Yes, Not Bad."
"What are you making these pills for?"
Fei Jingting thought about his words and said: "It is hard to explain the secrets of treating elderly men."
Ni Qiufeng thought for a long time before she understood. She blushed and spat: "Why did you think of making such an unorthodox pill?"
"I want to make money, and this medicine works wonders."
"Magic effect?" Ni Qiufeng said thoughtfully: "Then how do you plan to sell it?"
Fei Jingting said with a grimace: "I haven't thought about it yet...but this pill will cost at least one ocean."
"So expensive?" Ni Qiufeng was shocked.
"It's expensive for a reason. Besides, this medicine is not for the poor in the first place."
Ni Qiufeng rolled her eyes, obviously thinking about it, and said: "Since you haven't thought about it yet, why don't I help you sell it first?"
"You?" Fei Jingting asked in his heart, isn't this pretty widow afraid of being laughed at?
Ni Qiufeng said: "I sell rouge and gouache, but I know a lot of other people's wives. Madam, I can always sell some at the expense of my face."
Taking the lady route? It seems to be a promising idea.
Now that there is a way to ship the goods, Fei Jingting said happily: "Okay, I will give you two cents for selling one pill."
"Okay!" Ni Qiufeng smiled like a flower.
Fei Jingting thought that Ni Qiufeng could help him make medicine, so he said: "Also, if you have time, you can come over and help me make medicine. How about I pay you eight dollars a month?"
"I'm just doing you a favor, you don't have to pay me."
"If you don't want it, then I will hire someone else."
"Isn't eight dollars a bit too much?"
"Ok, deal."
Prices in Tianjin are high, but the salary is not much higher than other places. Take railway workers as an example, their monthly salary is only 10 yuan; primary school teachers are slightly more, but only 12 or 3 yuan; shop assistants, their monthly nominal income
It's only three or five yuan, and the rewards and the like add up to about ten yuan.
Ni Qiufeng was so busy every month that he could only get seven or eight yuan. As for Fei Jingting, that was a special case.
Mr. Yan was kind and cherished Fei Jingting's Western education, so he offered him a monthly salary of fifty yuan.
Don't think it's too high, you have to know that university professors are really popular these days. Ordinary professors earn 120 to 30 yuan a month, and there are many Chinese scholars who earn 300 to 400 yuan a month.
That’s why some people commented that the Republic of China was the era that treated literati the best except the Song Dynasty.
Ni Qiufeng agreed with some reluctance, thought for a moment, and said: "Then... I'll take ten pills and give it a try first."
"good."
Ni Qiufeng stopped talking and stared at Fei Jingting with a smile as he finished the bowl of egg fried rice. After taking the bowl and chopsticks, she didn't stand up in a hurry and frowned: "I...you said, if I drive my mother-in-law away,
Isn’t it too vicious?”
Huh? Ni Qiufeng wants to drive away the Zhang Hu family? This makes Fei Jingting look at him differently.
He asked: "How to catch up?"
The Zhang family is a single generation of three generations and has no relatives in the city. There are some relatives in Zhang Hu's natal family, but they have not seen each other in recent years. Where can they drive her away?
Besides, Mrs. Zhang Hu’s temperament is like a copper pea that cannot be steamed, boiled, or hammered. How easy is it to drive her away?
Ni Qiufeng bit her lip and said, "I want to marry her off."
Ah? Is there such a magical operation?
No place to rush? Guarding your grandson and not moving away? Then just marry her!
It sounds like a fantasy, but after thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the only feasible way.
Ni Qiufeng continued: "There is an old widower in the north of the city. He keeps a courtyard by himself and has no children. My mother-in-law is not even fifty, and is a few years younger than the widower. I will look for an opportunity to make peace, but I can't say for sure.
It can be done.”
Fei Jingting raised his thumb and praised: "What a good idea!" After a pause, he added: "But the widower's conditions are good, can he like your mother-in-law?"
Ni Qiufeng gritted his teeth and said: "It depends on human beings."
This pretty widow is cruel and will not give up until she achieves her goal. Changing places, Fei Jingting may have already thought of killing Zhang Hu.
After speaking his mind, Fei Jingting not only did not criticize, but praised him, which made Ni Qiufeng relieved. Killing people according to ethics is no joke these days. Things are fine in the city, and the atmosphere is a little more open. In the fields, the clan still has the final say.
, as long as you are unfilial, no one will care about sinking into the pond.
She made up her mind, got up, wrapped ten pills in her lapel, and asked, "Brother Fei, are there any contraindications to this medicine?"
"Cardiovascular... Well, if you have a heart problem, you can't eat it."
"I remember. I'll try it with ten pills first."
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Ni Qiufeng returned to the west wing with the pills and the sea bowl in her pocket.
As soon as he entered the door, Mrs. Zhang Hu cursed: "You still know how to come back? You are just shameless, and you feed the wild man with your family's food. Are you worthy of Dongcheng?"
Ni Qiufeng put down the bowl and chopsticks, found oil paper to wrap the pills, and turned around to go out without saying a word.
Mrs. Zhang Hu scolded again: "I'm telling you, as long as I'm still here, you can't even think about remarrying!"
Two days ago, when her mother-in-law scolded her like this, Ni Qiufeng would always argue a few words and shed tears if she couldn't explain it. But now, her face was completely silent, and she just thought the scolding was the barking of a dog.
She went straight to Li Zhizhang's door opposite, knocked on the door and asked, "Is sister-in-law at home?"
"Who is it?"
"I am Qiufeng."
After a while, the door opened, and Zhao Di looked at Ni Qiufeng with some confusion: "Are you... okay?"
"Sister-in-law, please take a step to speak."
Ni Qiufeng pulled Zhaodi to the corner and whispered a few words in a low voice, which made Zhaodi startled.
"real?"
"Is there such a thing?"
"Sister, are you planning to trick me? Let me tell you straight, that sausage is an authentic red sausage. My brother specially brought it back from outside the customs. It weighs just over four kilograms, and the two yuan is only worth the original price. This
We haven’t even counted the travel expenses yet.”
"Sister-in-law, I've been living next to you for almost a year. When have you ever tricked someone?"
Zhao Dixin said, you have never cheated me, but you have often cheated the principal, Fei Jingting - you helped clean up the room, and your mother-in-law asked Bendou to seek favors.
Seeing that Zhaodi didn't speak, Ni Qiufeng simply put a pill into her hand: "In this way, you use this pill first. If it works, you can give me the money. No matter what, I don't want a copper coin. What do you think, sister-in-law?"
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She glanced at the wax-sealed pills suspiciously, and thought that Li Zhizhang hadn't touched her for almost half a month. Zhao Di felt heartbroken and said, "Okay, since sister said so, I'll take it first. Don't worry, if
You are so amazing, you can pay as much as you need, my sister-in-law will not be short of your money."
The two women looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant the somewhat tense relationship eased.
After bidding farewell to Zhaodi, Ni Qiufeng went around the neighborhood again. He didn't receive any money, and the medicine was taken out in three pills.
That night, Zhaodi's vigorous and rising singing voice came from the west wing and resounded throughout the courtyard.
Zhang Hu, who had been sleeping lightly, was so angry that she yelled: "Killing pigs, is it over yet?"
Wrapped in the quilt, Ni Qiufeng's originally worried heart was relieved, and a smile naturally appeared on her pretty face.