After writing the medical record, he read for a while. After all, next month's assessment of the provincial medical system would not be possible without reading.
Although I stayed in the clinic for a long time, there are still some differences between the examination and clinical things.
Chen Nan also had to actively prepare for war.
The book was given to Chen Nan by He Duankang, and it was the book he used for the exam at that time.
In his words, he was very happy.
Lao He didn't come at all in the afternoon, which made Chen Nan miss the opportunity to eat.
He Duankang has a good family background. Both his parents work in public institutions, so his life is not stressful.
If you have a well-organized job, all you need is a satisfying wife.
After Chen Nan left work, he delivered takeout for two hours.
This point is the peak period.
Chen Nan looked at some food delivery tips shared in the food delivery group and delivered a dozen orders in two hours. He was very lucky.
One order was almost late, but the other person was very nice to talk to and didn't leave a negative review.
This made Chen Nan feel empty!
I always feel like something is missing.
At around seven o'clock, Chen Nan arrived at the vegetable market. The black-bone chicken from last time was gone. He planned to buy another one, and then buy some beef to supplement Chen Wenyin's food.
Chen Nan has already withdrawn the 10,000 yuan that Tian Menglan gave him as a thank you.
I also have a little more money on hand.
The suburban vegetable market is very busy every day.
People from the surrounding villages set up stalls here to sell vegetables.
Many of them are grown by themselves.
So the price is not expensive and relatively fresh.
Chen Nan chose a relatively large black-bone chicken and bought some eggs.
When I was about to buy beef, I suddenly saw a lot of people gathering there.
"Wow!"
"What do you think this is?"
"Niubao huh?"
"This thing must be expensive, right?!"
"Expensive? Haha, don't you understand? There is a price but no market!"
Chen Nan was a little curious when he heard the voice, and couldn't help but move closer.
At this time, more and more people were watching.
The meat seller is an old man in his sixties. He is not tall, a little thin, has old clothes, and has many wrinkles on his face. He looks like he is dressed like the surrounding villagers.
The old man was riding a tricycle with half a cow on it, as well as some bits and pieces of tripe, heart, and whip... and the like.
It seems that they have just killed a cow and come here to sell the meat.
But at this time, the old man was nervously looking at the man buying meat in front of the stall.
"Brother, I won't sell this liver!"
The other party was a bald man in his thirties, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, wearing a white vest that revealed the tattoo on his back!
The man stared at the old man fiercely and pointed at him with his right hand: "I said I was ready to buy it, why didn't I sell it?"
"I'm telling you!"
"Don't even think about it!"
"Whatever is in here has nothing to do with you!"
The old man was so nervous that he was sweating: "Brother, you can't do this..."
"You haven't bought it yet, and besides...I haven't sold this liver yet."
"You can't be so domineering, right?"
The man frowned and said angrily: "What's wrong? Didn't I just say that? I want this liver!"
"You old thing, you see there are good things in it, why don't you sell it?!"
"How can you do this kind of business!"
"Everything is on the scale. Do you want me to take it?"
The old man was a little nervous when he spoke: "What you bought was a liver. I will give you the liver. Can't you do it if I don't want the money?"
"The things in here don't belong to you either."
The man suddenly slapped the table angrily: "Fuck!"
"What I bought was the liver, and the things in it are also mine!"
"Are you going to give it to me or not!?"
At this time... the surrounding audience was also talking a lot.
"It's just that this meat seller is not kind. If he sees that there is something good in the liver, he won't sell it."
"You are talking nonsense. What they are selling is beef liver, but the contents are not sold. Isn't this an unreasonable statement?"
"Tsk, tsk, this bezoar is worth a lot of money, at least two to three hundred per gram, right? Such a big bezoar, at least thirty or fifty grams, right? How come it's not worth ten or twenty thousand!"
"That's it! No wonder we are quarreling!"
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Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Chen Nan also figured out what was going on.
When the young man bought beef liver, the old man found something in the liver duct. He took it out and found it was bezoar.
No, the young man feels that he has already bought this thing.
But the old man was reluctant to give it.
This caused a dispute.
At this time, more and more people were watching.
The discussion became louder and louder.
After all, this kind of excitement is not easy to encounter.
At this time, the crowd suddenly said: "Just split up half of you!"
"That's right, why bother!"
And at this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly walked out: "No, no, no!"
"Never cut it!"
"Such a big bezoar can only be sold at a good price if sold together. If they are separated, the price will be discounted!"
"Old gentleman, can I take a look at this bezoar?"
The old man frowned and asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"
"How do you deal with it if you rob it?"
The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly laughed: "Haha... stole it? No, no, you underestimate me, Qian!"
"A friend of mine is in the medicine business."
"No, I came here to buy groceries, and I happened to see it."
"If your bezoar is qualified, I will buy it. How about it?"
"When the time comes, wouldn't it be easy to share the money with each of you half?"
Hearing what the man said, the man with the tattoo on the vest nodded immediately: "Okay, what price can you give me?"
"I'm telling you, don't fool me."
"This bezoar costs at least 200 grams per gram. There is no problem in selling such a big bezoar for 10,000 to 20,000 yuan!"
The man smiled: "Can I take a look first?"
After hesitating for a moment, the old man handed the thing over: "Be careful!"
"If you break it, you'll have to pay for it!"
The man in the suit nodded and smiled, holding it in his hand and looking at it. After a moment, his eyes lit up: "It's pretty good!"
"How much do you want?"
The old man nodded excitedly: "Ten thousand!"
At the same time, the man with the tattoo on the vest said: "Twenty thousand!"
And this time!
The more Chen Nan looked at this posture, the more he felt something was wrong.
Is this... a scam?
He frowned slightly and looked carefully at the bezoar in the man's hand!
As the saying goes!
Those who sell medicine have two eyes, those who take medicine have one eye, and those who take medicine have no eyes.
What it means is that people who sell medicine must know not only the properties of the medicine, but also the quality of the medicine.
Doctors are the ones who administer medicine, and they only know the properties of medicine.
The patient knows nothing.
There are so many people around, and everyone is a novice. How can you know whether this thing is real or fake!
I just heard the name and knew it was a good thing.
However, after Chen Nan obtained the proficient level of [Herbal Tasting], his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine exceeded that of most practitioners.
When he saw the man in the suit holding something in his hand, he already had a judgment in his mind!
What's more, he has a ready-made bezoar in his hand.
Natural bezoar is loose, coarse-grained, and layered, but the one in the other person's hand doesn't match it at all, and is more like a handicraft product!
In other words, it is made of artificial bezoar.
The most important thing is that when the other party played with it like this, even rubbing it on his nails, there was no "nail hanging" phenomenon.
The bezoar at this time is moist. Under normal circumstances, it can be dyed when applied on the nails. The jargon is called "hanging nails".