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Chapter 888 Folk remedies

For this kind of small businessman, he does make money through these things. But now that Xiao Chen has spoken out clearly, wouldn't that mean his business is gone?

"Boy, I don't care who you are. If you dare to do business here, you are ruining my job. I will kill you if you don't."

In fact, the middle-aged boss has already guessed that the young man in front of him is probably the little miracle doctor Xiao from Xiaojiacun.

However, he didn't take it seriously at all. Now that Xiao Chen is tearing down his brand in front of so many people, will he continue to do business?

Ruin my job?

Xiao Chen didn't expect that even after he said that, the other party still did the same.

It seems that he is risking his life for money.

Now he not only wants to make money, but also wants to harm people.

Is this even more important?

If we don't meet each other, it's just good luck.

However, when meeting Xiao Chen now, Xiao Chen would definitely not let him do that.

Xiao Chen grabbed a handful of these colorful medicinal powders and stuffed them directly into the other person's mouth. When the middle-aged man wanted to struggle desperately, how could Xiao Chen be so strong?

Xiao Chen made the other party swallow the powder down his throat in a few seconds.

When the other party was desperately trying to vomit it out, Xiao Chen said: "Everyone, let's watch the show!"

Going to the theater?

The unknown people around didn't know what was going on.

I just heard that this middle-aged boss was selling fake medicine here and was caught by this little miracle doctor from Xiaojiacun.

But the other party still refuses to admit it.

Now Xiao Chen took out a piece of yellow paper again. After Xiao Chen drew the talisman on the yellow paper, he grabbed the thermos bottle that the middle-aged boss had brought with him.

Those around him didn't know what was going on, so Xiao Chen burned the talisman to ashes and dropped it into the thermos.

When the middle-aged man wanted to run away, Xiao Chen grabbed him and poured it into his mouth.

After asking the other person to drink all the water in the thermos bottle after a few clicks, the other person wanted to spit it out just like before.

Xiao Chen was counting down while looking at the place.

"5,4,3,2,1!"

Just after Xiao Chen finished speaking, something was obviously wrong with the middle-aged man's eyes.

"May I have your name?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"My name is Li Ah Liu."

"Which village

Zhuang’s?”

The other party still said the same: "He is from Shapo Gaotu Village."

In fact, everyone is from far away from each other. When someone tells them where they live, they basically all know each other. Even if they live in the town next door, many people know them.

The villagers did not expect that the middle-aged man was from Shapo.

I have long heard that there are many people selling fake medicines in Shapo.

"What medicinal materials are you selling?"

"It was dug in the nearby mountains."

"Are there some powders made from tree roots?"

In fact, Chinese medicine draws from a wide range of materials, and many Chinese medicines include some tree roots.

However, they are just some tree roots, not all tree roots, and some tree roots are completely useless. Some tree roots can be used as medicinal materials, but they cannot be abused.

The other party said everything there one by one.

What Xiao Chen and the surrounding spectators couldn't believe was that the middle-aged boss really used tree roots dug from the mountains, then used a machine to grind them into powder, then added pigments, and then brought them to the market to buy.

As for how effective the medicine is.

This has no medicinal effect at all, because some of them are not medicinal materials at all. If you really eat them, you will not die, but it may cause physical discomfort or even make the condition serious.

Xiao Chen didn't expect that this middle-aged boss had been selling for a long time in order to make money. At other times, he would go to other towns and villages next door to sell.

Just to deceive the ignorant villagers.

Nowadays, even women like Widow Wang want to buy it to treat some leucorrhea abnormality. Just by looking at it, you can tell how much money this man has made selling this kind of evil.

The people around them became angrier and angrier.

"As long as you don't kill people, people like this who are just trying to make money have no humanity at all."

As soon as Xiao Chen walked away, the angry crowd around him began to beat the middle-aged man.

Widow Wang was a little worried and asked: "Xiao Chen, will this kill someone?"

Just now, she was too embarrassed to go to Master Xiao Chen and her wife for treatment because she had too much leucorrhea, and wanted to buy these things to go back and treat her.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, I saw that these were all scammers.

Even Widow Wang is very angry now, but she is also afraid that these people will beat the boss to death and the police station will look for Xiao Chen.

"It's not me who did it, so many people around me did it.

He was beaten and disabled, and no one knows who hit him."

Tang Bing has no pity for this kind of person at all.

This kind of person deserves to die, and in order to make shady money, he deceives patients by claiming that Chinese medicine can cure all diseases and has no side effects. This kind of death does not deserve sympathy a thousand times.

When Xiao Chen pulled Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan away, Widow Wang followed behind.

Along the way, Xiao Chen walked and walked, but Xiao Chen didn't say anything to the real medicine sellers, such as ointment patches, wind-removing medicated oil, dampness-removing medicated oil, and analgesic medicated oil.

Because these are indeed true, and they are still effective.

Xiao Chen would often see these when he came to the market in the past.

These are obviously folk Chinese medicine prescriptions, probably left by their ancestors hundreds of years ago. These prescriptions are indeed very effective.

However, they have no way to expand the market for those proprietary Chinese medicines, so they can only make some money themselves.

For example, some anti-dampness and pain-relieving potions are very cheap, costing 10 yuan for three bottles, and the other party said there is no need to pay for them if they have no effect. They set up a stall every day.

For these low-income farmers, they dare not or are afraid of going to the hospital because it costs too much money, so they still buy some of this medicine for home use.

If these are effective, they must be of high quality and low price.

If it doesn't work, it won't cost much.

As for Dr. Xiao in Xiaojia Village being so famous, why don’t these patients go there?

Xiao Chen knew that it was not that they didn't want to go, but that it was very difficult to cross the mountains. If the illness was not serious, they would not go to Xiaojiacun to see Doctor Xiao at all.

There are more than a dozen such stalls along this street.

Xiao Chen occasionally stopped to communicate with them. If they were willing to give him those prescriptions or home remedies, Xiao Chen would give them a few hundred dollars.

Of course, some are willing to sell folk remedies, ranging from more than a dozen yuan to dozens of yuan a piece.

For example, they sell home remedies for infertility for 20 yuan a piece.

"Xiao Chen, what do you want this for?" Widow Wang asked strangely.

Even if someone is really infertile, Widow Wang thinks that Xiao Chen and his master's medical skills are so good, how can it be impossible to cure it?

Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan were also very surprised. Why did Xiao Chen want such a folk remedy?

"I just bought it for fun."


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