Lu Chen glanced at his badge, which read Qin Bingxi, a first-class physician.
Qin Bingxi took the prescription, took a look at it, and then said: "We have these medicinal materials in our storage warehouse."
"However, full payment is required and the goods will arrive in three days, totaling 18 million."
Lu Chen almost bit his tongue and couldn't help but ask, "How much? 1,800...ten thousand?"
Qin Bingxi glanced at Lu Chen, pointed to the medicinal materials on the prescription and said: "Well, look, this is the Tianshan Snow Lotus you want. It only grows a dozen plants a year, and it is on the vast snow-capped mountains."
"Every year, three or five people have to die in order to pick snow lotus. Isn't it a lot to charge you 3 million?"
"This is a natural Polygonum multiflorum produced in the old forests of Northeast China. Nowadays, 30-year-old ones have been sold for 150,000 to 200,000 yuan. This one is at least 150 years old. I'll charge you 2 million yuan. It's not much, right?"
"And this one..."
After listening to Qin Bingxi's words, Lu Chen couldn't help but nodded. The other party's charges were indeed reasonable and fair.
Lu Chen said with some embarrassment: "Well... I'm sorry, I didn't bring enough money."
Qin Bingxi said with disdain: "I thought it was some big customer. It doesn't even have more than 10 million. It's a waste of my time."
Lu Chen was also very upset. He originally thought that these medicinal materials could cost up to 1.8 million.
So he brought a check for 10 million, thinking it would be more than enough, but he didn't expect it to be nearly half short.
He turned around to leave, and suddenly there were three scrolls hanging on the wall of the drugstore, with the words "Solving Problems for Ten Millions of Dollars" written on them.
It turns out that these scrolls were written about difficult and complicated diseases in traditional Chinese medicine that have been passed down for thousands of years, so they paid a lot of money to ask experts to solve the problems.
Solving the disease puzzle on one of the scrolls will reward you with tens of millions of dollars.
I saw the first scroll saying: Acupuncture: In the twisting and replenishing and purging method, turning the needle body to the right is for tonifying, and turning the needle body to the left is for purging. Why?
The second scroll reads: The human body's Qi mechanism rises to the left and falls to the right. Why?
The third scroll reads:…
"That's it, that's it? Is this worthy of being called an eternal puzzle?" Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, "This is much easier than winning the lottery. If there are a few more pictures, I will make a fortune from this in the future.
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So I took out a pen and wrote down treatment ideas on it.
"What are you doing?" Qin Bingxi screamed and quickly ran out to stop her.
These scrolls have been kept in Qingfeng Medicine Hall for hundreds of years, and no one has been able to solve any of the questions for a long time.
Therefore, these scrolls have long been regarded as cultural relics by the people in the store.
"Isn't it written on it that there is a huge reward for solving the puzzle? Of course I am solving the problem." Lu Chen pointed to the scroll and said to Qin Bingxi.
Qin Bingxi crossed her arms and said with a look of disdain: "These are for famous doctors to solve problems. They are not just for cats and dogs to touch casually."
"Furthermore, these three scrolls are at least hundreds of years old, and may be thousands of years old. So many famous doctors have not solved them yet. What do you, a layman, know?"
Lu Chen frowned slightly and said to Qin Bingxi: "It clearly says that everyone can solve the problem."
"Although I am not a famous doctor, this question is too simple for me. Why can't I solve it?"
"Haha, it's too simple? You really dare to brag." Qin Bingxi said with disdain: "There have been so many famous doctors over the past thousands of years, but only our curator has barely solved the mystery of the third disease.
question."
"No one can solve the other two paths so far."
"Aren't you afraid that you got greedy when you saw the huge reward?"
"You don't even weigh yourself. Are you qualified?"
When people who came to buy medicine heard the argument between the two, they couldn't help but point at Lu Chen.
"Oh, I'm afraid this young man really has some serious illness. He actually dares to solve a puzzle that even Mr. Da can't solve."
"I'm afraid it's another money-minded master. It's a pity that this young man's brain is broken at such a young age."
"I guess the most he can do is write an explanation. Hahaha..."
"That's much better than us. At least you have the courage to go up and write a word. Are you right?"
"Hahaha……"
"Bingbing, what are you doing? What's the chaos here?" Lu Chen was about to speak, when suddenly he saw an old man wearing a Tang suit, with white hair and a childlike face, walking out quickly.
Surprisingly, it was Qin Changsong, the contemporary curator of Qingfeng Medicine Hall.
"Grandpa, this man came to buy medicine, but he didn't bring enough money, so forget it and delayed me for a long time." Qin Bingxi pointed at Lu Chen and said angrily: "I sent him away politely, but he still refused.
I want to be so arrogant and write random scribbles on these scrolls."
Qin Changsong's face also became a little ugly, and he was just about to say a few words to Lu Chen.
He casually glanced at the words on the first scroll, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then his breathing became rapid, and he asked anxiously: "Little brother, did you solve the puzzle on this?"
"I solved a stupid puzzle." Lu Chen snorted and replied angrily, "It was just my scribblings on it."
"Oh, little brother, please don't say that." Qin Changsong said with excitement: "I didn't expect that this eternal mystery would be solved by my little brother."
"I think my little brother's medical skills must be very superb. Come on, let's have a good chat."
After saying that, Qin Changsong pointed to the seat next to him and said excitedly: "Little brother, take a seat. Have some ice and tea."
Qin Bingxi stood still and said angrily: "Grandpa, this person must be confused, or he has seen this puzzle somewhere before, so he wrote it down."
"Looking at his appearance, how could he have any advanced medical skills?"
"It's obviously a blind cat that met a dead mouse."
"Let me make him tea? He has a good idea."
"Haha, Qingfeng Yaotang, a century-old brand, has this kind of service attitude?" Lu Chen didn't save any face for the other party, and said directly to Qin Changsong: "Moreover, just now this little beauty said that I was a rookie and not worthy of solving this problem at all.
Where is the title on the scroll?"
"What? It's so outrageous." Qin Changsong's face darkened, and Qin Bingxi said, "Bingbing, hurry up and apologize to this gentleman."
Qin Bingxi stamped her foot angrily and said, "Grandpa..."
Qin Changsong glared and shouted sternly, "Hurry up!"
Qin Bingxi glared at Lu Chen with an angry look, gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I'm sorry."
"Little beauty, I know you are not convinced by me. You just said that I was deceived, right?" Lu Chen chuckled, then picked up the pen on the second scroll and started writing quickly again.
Everyone onlookers were also shocked and dumbfounded: "Brother, are you kidding me? Do you know the second question?"
The more Qin Changsong read, the more frightened he became, because what Lu Chen wrote was completely correct, directly solving this difficult and complicated disease that has been around for thousands of years.