About 20 minutes later, the sky was already getting dark, and I could smell the smell of Chinese medicine far away.
Fortunately, the lights were on and he didn't get on the board. I wonder if the public-private partnership will have any impact on his business.
He walked to the door, cleared his throat, reached out and knocked on the wooden door, and then looked in through the glass on the window.
An older voice said: "Come in. It's cold outside."
Zhou Wenzhong opened the door, opened the cotton curtain and walked in. The smell of medicine poured directly into his nose, which was a bit unbearable.
This front room has an area of about 60 square meters. On the wall are several groups of Chinese medicine cabinets, covered with notes.
There is a wooden counter with a scale, a medicine mortar, and a medicine box with a strap. And a medicine bar? Anyway, it is a yellow-brown liquid with something soaked in it. There is a large piece of paper on the table, and there is an abacus.
, there is a writing brush.
There are iron balls hanging one after another on the counter? Zhou Wenzhong has never seen these and does not recognize them.
There is a slogan posted on the pillar, which also reads: Spring brings birth to all things.
Then there is a row of flat glass counters, filled with glass bottles and pottery jars. There are no banners or diagrams of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture points on the walls.
An old doctor in his fifties or sixties, with a kind face and a beard. Wearing a cotton robe, he was sitting on a chair, stepping on a medicine grinder, and was busy working.
After seeing Zhou Wenzhong, he stopped what he was doing. He stood up and punched his lower back.
He gave a gesture with his left hand, gesturing to go to the table next to him to talk.
Zhou Wenzhong walked to the table, pulled out 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 saw Zhou Wenzhong's actions and smiled. This man was very easy-going. Then he sat down, took out a pocket watch from his clothes and put it on the table. He checked the time.
"What's wrong with you?"
"My stomach hurts. This pain comes and goes quickly. I feel nauseous. I almost vomited at noon today, but nothing came out. My chest is tight."
The old doctor reached out and touched Zhou Wenzhong's forehead, stroked his beard, then put his hand on Zhou Wenzhong's wrist, first looked at his pocket watch, and then started to feel for his pulse.
After 3 minutes, Zhou Wenzhong changed his hand and felt for his pulse again.
After a while, the doctor took back his hand and asked Zhou Wenzhong, "Are you coughing?"
"No cough."
"Do you feel pain around your belly button?"
Zhou Wenzhong recalled it and replied: "Yes."
The doctor nodded, opened the drawer and took out a flashlight.
"Pull your lower lip open and let me 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 again.
"Insect disease."
The old doctor walked to the washbasin stand nearby and washed his hands with water.
After hearing this, Zhou Wenzhong was so frightened that he quickly stood up, opened his cotton-padded jacket and took a look at his belly.
"What kind of insect is it? My belly isn't big either."
"roundworms."
Zhou Wenzhong let out a long breath.
"Oh...that's good, let's prescribe the medicine."
The old doctor wiped his hands. After other patients learned about the condition, the first thing they asked was whether it was serious or not? This young man was quite interested.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of? It's roundworms! Just open some ascaricidal sugar."
"Ascaridose is an imported medicine. It costs 15 yuan per jar in pharmacies. It contains 1,200 grams and is sold unopened. Do you have that much money?"
Zhou Wenzhong shook his head and said nonchalantly: "No! Get me some ebony plums and betel nuts. I'll just boil some water for drinking when I go home."
"Oh? Are you quite knowledgeable? How much dose should I prescribe for you?"
"I don't know about that. The daily dose is at most 1 tael."
The old doctor smiled, raised his hand to the counter's baffle, walked in, holding a piece of straw paper in his hand, opened a few drawers and began to fill the medicine. Youshi Junzi, rhubarb, betel nut, ebony... took the scale and began to divide.
medicine.
[The main raw material of Pagoda Sugar is Alpha Mountain from Artemisia Ascaris. From 1950 to 1951, domestic pharmaceutical raw materials were mainly imported from Big Brother Country. In 1952, 20 grams of Artemisia Ascariae seeds were purchased from Big Brother Country and secretly escorted to
It has been planted in four places: Hohhot, Xi'an, Datong, and Weifang.
Because the environmental requirements were too high, only Weifang survived in the end, and it 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. Unfortunately, the machine for extracting Shandaonian has not been shipped yet.
So. Currently, the roundworm repellent sugars that can be seen on the market are all produced by the Big Brother country, and they are indeed very expensive. Many people say that Pagoda sugar was produced in 1975 or 1979, which is fine. Pagoda sugar and
Ascaridose itself has two names, but the raw materials remain the same.
The ascarid candy currently sold on the market is bought from Big Brother, then the packaging is changed, the price is increased, and then sold on the market. And not only is it produced by Big Brother, there are also candies shipped from Hong Kong Island.
Medicines. Wherever there are Chinese people, there is help!】
Zhou Wenzhong stooped down and looked at the bottles on the glass counter.
"Doctor, is this big glass bottle filled with tiger bone wine?"
"Um."
"Doctor, is the stuff in this glass bottle filled with tiger penis?"
"Deer whip."
"Doctor, is this bottle filled with tiger penis?"
"Cynomorium Cynomorium."
"Doctor, when you took my pulse just now, did you find that my kidney water was insufficient?"
"No. Insufficient kidney water means kidney yin deficiency."
"Then do I have kidney yang deficiency?"
"a little bit."
"Ah? Doctor! How can I sell deer penis wine? I have to make up for it."
The old doctor had already started packing and tying the rope.
"It costs 6 yuan for a bottle, which is one pound. It's not a big deal for you. You don't need to replenish it. You can eat more good ones later. If it doesn't work, just mix it with some cinnamon. It won't be a big deal."
"I don't believe it! I know my body best."
The old doctor looked at Zhou Wenzhong teasingly and asked, "Since you know your body best, what medicine do you think we should prescribe?"
Zhou Wenzhong didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Deer antler, Cistanche deserticola, Cynomorium cynomorium, Morinda officinalis, Eucommia ulmoides, leek seeds, Cuscuta seeds, Epimedium, Shayuanzi, fenugreek, curculigo, Pleurotus chinensis. Seahorse, seal dog
kidney."
"Haha... From now on, you must never prepare your own medicine to make wine. Okay, okay, don't look at it. Here are 6 packs of medicine, one pack per day. The total is 40 cents. Take your medicine and go home.
Okay. After boiling 3 bowls of water, fry on low heat for another 10 minutes, remove the heat and cover with a lid and simmer for 15 minutes. Take it at night, remember to have an empty stomach."
Zhou Wenzhong stood in front of Lubianjiu and made no move.
"You don't have any money? It doesn't matter. Just take the medicine back first, and you can give it to me again when you pass by my door another day."
After finishing speaking, he pushed the medicine forward.
"Then does your official manager allow it?"
"It's not a big deal, I still have some face."
"Doctor, just sell me a bottle of Deer Whip Bar."
"I told you, you don't need it."
"No, my father has had cold hands and feet since he was a child. I bought it for him."
"The situation you are talking about is kidney yin deficiency, let alone drinking."
"Ah? I remembered wrongly. My father's waist and knees are often sore and weak. I bought it as a filial piety to him."
"Then you are so filial."
"A lot of people say that about me."
The old doctor stroked his beard and thought for a while, then walked out from the counter, opened the glass counter, took out the big dark brown glass bottle, and took out an empty wine bottle, a wine spoon and a funnel.
He filled a bottle full for Zhou Wenzhong, tightened the cap tightly and handed it over.
"The maximum number of drinks a day is 4 qian."
"Hey, don't worry."
Zhou Wenzhong reached into his arms, took out the 10 yuan gift package for newbies 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. She has shortness of breath and lack of energy. And..."
"Okay! I already know that you are filial. There are still 3 yuan and 60 cents left. I won't give it to you. I'll give you some ginseng and tiger bone wine."
This time the glass bottle was filled to 70% full and handed to Zhou Wenzhong.
"This is real medicinal wine, not wine! Just drink ginseng and tiger bone wine for 2 yuan a day. Don't drink too much, including deer penis wine. Once your health improves, you must stop immediately. Don't take it seriously."
"Thank you, doctor. I understand, thank you, thank you."
"Sigh... you must remember that you can drink up to 4 qian of Lubian wine a day. For you, 1 qian is enough. No matter how much you drink, it will make you weak. In fact, you really don’t need to drink it. Eat more beef.
Just use mutton to replenish it.”
"Don't worry, I've kept it all in mind. By the way! Can I trouble you again?"
"explain."
"Can you give me some matches? I can't afford any more matches."
"Then where did you get 10 yuan?"
"This is my first salary. Apart from buying medicine for myself, I have spent it on being filial to my parents. I really have no money."
The old doctor opened his cotton robe, took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket and handed them to Zhou Wenzhong.
"Thank you, doctor. My name is Zhou Wenzhong. I carry big bags at the Second Grain Station. When you buy grain, remember to come to me. I guarantee that it will be the grain that just arrived."
"Okay, I'll keep it in mind."
Zhou Wenzhong carried all the things, bowed slightly to the old doctor who was shaking his head and sighing, and walked out of the pharmacy.