Not long after Yang Mu left the bar, he received a call from Guo Yunhe.
On the phone, Guo Yunhe told Yang Mu that all the medicinal materials he needed had been gathered, and asked if Yang Mu was at home now and wanted to help him deliver the medicinal materials.
Yang Mu was naturally not at home, and there was no one at home at this time. There was no way he would let Guo Yunhe deliver the medicinal materials and leave them at the door of his house.
If you lose something worth 10 million, you won't feel bad, but your whole body will be broken!
"Brother Guo, I'm not at home now. I'm going to Jixuan Hall to buy some medicinal materials. How about you drive to Jixuan Hall and we meet there. Then I'll trouble you to take me home?"
"Ah, what a coincidence?"
"What's such a coincidence?"
"Haha! I originally wanted to go to Jixuan Hall. It would be perfect to meet there. By the way, what medicinal materials are you going to buy there? Just the ones you asked me to help purchase, go over there.
But you can’t buy it.”
"It's just some common medicinal materials, not the ones I asked you to help buy. If I buy such precious medicinal materials in the future, I may need to continue to trouble you, Brother Guo."
Yang Mu thought for a moment and realized that he had no way to purchase precious medicinal materials on his own.
The Guo family's channels were more powerful than he imagined. He never expected that the other party would collect the medicinal materials so quickly. If the other party was still willing to help in the future, it would save him a lot of trouble.
Guo Yunhe agreed without thinking, and even said "no problem". It was not difficult to help purchase medicinal materials, and it could also shorten the distance between him and Yang Mu, the miracle doctor. Why not do it.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Mu turned sideways helplessly. People in the bus were next to each other, making it difficult to move.
Guo Yunhe would never have imagined that the mysterious Doctor Yang in his eyes was squeezing the bus to "Jixuantang" with a look of helplessness, just to save some taxi fares.
"Jixuantang" is a famous Chinese medicine shop in Tianhai City. It is only a few bus stops away from "Bianan Bar". Yang Mu plans to go there to buy the medicinal materials for making Wu Yanmei's ointment.
After getting off the bus, Yang Mu saw the extraordinary and classical "Jixuan Hall" not far away.
At the gate of "Jixuantang", people were constantly coming in and out, and business was obviously very good.
Just when Yang Mu was about to enter the "Jixuan Hall", a surprised voice came from not far away.
"Yang Mu?"
Yang Mu turned around and saw a young man looking at him with surprise. After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he was also surprised: "Zhang Zesong?"
This young man turned out to be his high school classmate Zhang Zesong.
Speaking of which, before he dropped out of school, he had a good relationship with Zhang Zesong.
First, because both of them are very good at studies, and second, because their family backgrounds are not very good, so they can talk to each other relatively well.
Of course, although Zhang Zesong's family is poor, it is still much better than that of Yang Mu, who is living under someone else's roof.
After Yang Mu dropped out of school, their life trajectories became completely different. They had never been in contact, and they didn't expect to meet here.
Yang Mu walked up to Zhang Zesong and said with a smile: "Old classmate, we haven't seen each other for several years. If you calculate carefully, this year should be the year you graduate from college? Which university did you go to?"
"Tianhai University of Economics and Business!" Zhang Zesong was equally happy to meet old friends again.
"Congratulations! This is one of the most famous schools in Tianhai. I remember you were eyeing this school from the beginning, so you got what you wanted." Yang Mu said with a smile.
Zhang Zesong showed a bit of pride on his face, then sighed and said regretfully: "Your grades were also very good back then. If you hadn't dropped out of school -"
"Everyone has their own choices in life, and I have never regretted it." Yang Mu said with a smile.
Zhang Zesong nodded and said no more, sighing in his heart, Yang Mu was undoubtedly being tough. For children from poor families, the only way to change their destiny is to study!
Once this relatively fair road is blocked, it is basically impossible to turn around in this life!
As for why Yang Mu said he didn't regret it, that's normal. Men of this age are very proud of themselves. Even if they regret it in their hearts, they will still be stubborn and refuse to admit it.
"What are you doing now?" Zhang Zesong asked with concern.
Yang Mu smiled and said: "I mainly work as a waiter in a bar, and I also do other part-time jobs."
"That's it..."
Zhang Zesong opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He couldn't say what a good job this was without his conscience.
I originally wanted to talk to my old classmates about the several offers I had received from big companies recently, but after thinking about it, I decided not to do it. It seemed like I was deliberately trying to hurt them.
"Don't just talk about me. Why are you here to buy medicine? There's nothing wrong with your body, but you're just not in good spirits. You didn't sleep last night?" Yang Mu asked.
"Uh... you can guess this?"
Zhang Zesong was stunned and didn't think much about it. For some reason, his expression became a little embarrassed and he said sarcastically, "It's not about buying medicine. Come over here to do some personal things..."
Seeing that the other party seemed inconvenient to say more, Yang Mu stopped asking.
The two chatted for a few more words, but now the two people with completely different life paths had nothing to talk about. After recalling some things in high school, they left each other's contact information. Yang Mu turned around and walked into "Jixuan Hall"
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Although there are no top-grade precious medicinal materials in "Jixuantang", the common medicinal materials are basically all available. The 13 medicinal materials that Yang Mu needs to prepare the ointment are all available here, and the quality makes Yang Mu quite satisfied.
The quality of Chinese medicinal materials has a great impact on the final efficacy, which is why Yang Mu came here specially.
Many medicinal materials can also be purchased in ordinary Chinese medicine stores, but the quality is not as good as here.
"Sir, if there is no problem, I will settle the settlement for you now?"
The female shop assistant in classical clothes had a smile on her face and felt helpless. She thought she was a big customer. It turned out that although this person bought many types of medicinal materials, she only needed a little of each type, which added up to less than two hundred yuan.
There is no commission.
Although a little disappointed, her service is still warm and thoughtful based on the concept of customer first.
Although the old clerk taught her that if you want to make money, you have to watch people order dishes, and different people have different ways of dealing with it. Xiao Wei, a female clerk who just came to Tianhai City from the countryside, still has a simple concept. She believes that no matter what kind of customer she is,
Everyone should serve with heart.
Several old shop assistants not far away looked at this scene and secretly shook their heads in amusement. They just felt that this kind of yellow-haired girl was too young.
They saw Yang Mu walking in earlier than Xiao Wei, but they didn't even greet him.
As long as they take a look at this kid, they will understand that he has no luck at all!
Yang Mu didn't know the female clerk's psychological activities, and secretly lamented that this was a time-honored drugstore, and the service was much more considerate than those of small shops. Just when he was about to nod and ask the other party to pack and settle for him, hysterical sounds came from outside.
"Chen Rong, why on earth! Tell me, why on earth are you doing this to me? I have always wanted to give you my heart, why are you doing this?"
"In addition to being richer than me, he is better than me. Isn't it just a few pennies? For this little money, what's the matter with you! Is it just for money that people live?"
"I don't even want dignity! In your eyes, what is the relationship we have had for so many years? Ah? Tell me! I really didn't expect that a person once told me that no matter how miserable or poor we are, as long as two people are together, everything will be fine.
The woman in my family has become so money-worshipping in a blink of an eye. Why don’t you want to believe me? I work really hard and I can really give you a future!”
Yang Mu looked outside the door in shock. The hysterical voice was actually Zhang Zesong's.
In his memory, he had never seen Zhang Zesong cry.
Children from poor families seem to be stronger. He is the same, and so is Zhang Zesong.
However, at this time, Yang Mu heard from the hysterical roar that reached his ears that Zhang Zesong seemed to be crying.
"Another poor boy who was beaten to tears by life..." Yang Mu didn't know what he recalled, smiled to himself, turned around and walked out.