Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 80

"This is Liu Xiliang, director of the supply and marketing cooperative."

As soon as the two of them walked out, Wu Guoan pointed to a fat man next to him and introduced: "Comrade Xiao Wang, tell him if you have anything to say."

With that said, he straightened his hat and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned around and added, "Old Liu, I'm leaving first."

"Secretary Zhou had a stomachache and took him to the county hospital. I have to follow him and take a look."

"Oh, no, Comrade Xiao Wang said he has a heart disease. Anyway, no matter what the disease is, it is quite troublesome."

When he was leaving the house, he patted him on the shoulder, got on his bicycle and left.

Wang Chengzhou felt grateful in his heart.

A seemingly unintentional sentence revealed his relationship with Secretary Zhou.

In that era, relationships were very important.

Sure enough, Liu Xiliang's eyes lit up, he smiled, walked over the counter, and walked out, "Comrade Xiao Wang, are you the doctor who just arrived in the village?"

"I've never seen you before."

"Come on, come on, stop talking, it's a heavy burden to carry."

Friendly attitude.

Wang Chengzhou breathed a sigh of relief, put Cang Zhu gently on the ground, and said sheepishly:

"Director Liu, I am not a village doctor."

"I am the health worker of Wangjia Village, Wangjia Production Brigade, and my name is Wang Chengzhou."

"By the way, I brought these herbs here just to see if the supply and marketing cooperative would accept them."

The female salesperson Xiao Xu and the male salesperson Xiao Gao stood upright at the counter, not even daring to breathe.

The two of them never imagined that they were just a fellow villager who went to the supply and marketing cooperative to sell local goods, how could he attract so many big shots?
"Village health worker?"

Liu Xiliang asked back, not believing it at all, "Comrade Xiao Wang, if you are from the village, how come you know Wu Guoshan?"

"Oh, wasn't it because you weren't here just now?"

Wang Chengzhou grinned, glanced at the counter intentionally or unintentionally, and found that Comrade Xiao Gao's face had changed, and continued with a smile:
"When I went out, I happened to meet the big guy sending Secretary Zhou to the county seat."

"I saw that he was in unbearable pain, so I gave him a few temporary injections to alleviate some of his pain."

"Secretary Zhou is approachable. He met me once when he went to the countryside. So, we can't just watch and ignore it, right?"

When Liu Xiliang heard this, he narrowed his eyes and became more and more affectionate, "That's it."

"Come on, Comrade Xiao Wang, please unpack and let me see for myself."

"These two wooden stakes, don't they know I'm behind them? They have no eyesight at all!"

The saleswoman Xiao Xu was scolded inexplicably and she pursed her lips angrily.

He glanced at the male salesman Xiao Gao dissatisfiedly.

He thought to himself: How could there be so many things if you hadn't interfered?

I was forced to be punished!

The male salesman Xiao Gao swallowed nervously and looked at the handsome young man in front of him in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Director Liu, these herbs are collected from Funiu Mountain and are called Cangzhu."

Wang Chengzhou raised the corner of his mouth, and then carefully explained the properties of the medicine again, "That's why I carried it to the supply and marketing cooperative early in the morning."

"In two days, Secretary Zhou will ask me to give lectures to health workers in each village, just to promote the role of herbal medicine in epidemic prevention."

"Compared with sterilizing and disinfecting sanitary products, these products are more affordable and affordable for ordinary people. Just buy a few pieces and smoke them at home, and it will have a very good effect."

In a few words, the market and functions are clearly introduced.

Especially the information revealed in it immediately moved Liu Xixian's conscience.

I couldn't help but pinch a piece gently, put it under my nose and smelled it, "Comrade Xiao Wang, is this thing really as effective as you say?"

"If it means sterilization and disinfection, of course."

Wang Chengzhou nodded firmly.

In a previous life, during the SARS period, a certain hospital used Atractylodes for disinfection. In three months, a total of 850 kilograms were consumed, achieving the miracle of not having a single case of nosocomial infection.

However, everything needs to be discussed dialectically.

It is a three-part poison. People with lung diseases and allergies should use it with caution.

As for the record in "The Legend of Immortals", some people took Atractylodes and lived to be 170 years old. They did not feel tired from carrying burdens and chopping firewood, and still looked like a 20-year-old. Everyone should be happy.

Liu Xiliang thought about it for a while and finally nodded, "Well, Comrade Xiao Wang, how much do you think is appropriate per pound?" Wang Chengzhou frowned, recalling Xu Xiaozhi's words, and whispered:

"Atractylodes smoke does not consume much. Two or three slices at a time are enough."

"In retail, 1 cent is feasible."

"As for how much it costs per kilogram, it's all mined from the Funiu Mountains and dug all over the mountains and fields. Director Liu can give it to him."

Liu Xiliang put his hand into the bag, grabbed a handful, and evaluated it.

It costs 1 cent a piece, and 100 pieces only costs a dollar.

There are dozens of pieces in this handful, weighing about a few taels.

After all, it’s about one yuan per pound.

Immediately, he grinned and said:
"to make!"

"Comrade Xiao Wang, I won't be polite to you anymore. Our supply and marketing cooperative is meant to benefit the people. It's not good if the price is too expensive."

"This way, it's 1 cents per catty."

Wang Chengzhou's eyes bulged, as if he didn't choke to death.

too dark!
Just cut it in half.

However, there is no way.

If you want to change money, this is the only place.

I could only twitch my face and nodded, "Okay."

Liu Xiliang was so happy that he immediately stood up and shouted, "Weigh!"

In fact, wherever a scale is needed, a small scale can be used.

A total of 27 catties and 6 taels.

The payment was 13 yuan and 8 cents.

Such a huge sum of money made Wang Chengzhou's heart beat loudly.

Those were the days when you could entertain guests for 5 yuan, and flour was only 1 cents and 8 cents per pound!

But he couldn't help but feel more and more worried about Liu Xiliang's evil intentions.

His eyes couldn't help but wander around on the counter.

"Here, Comrade Xiao Wang, a total of 13 yuan and 8 cents."

Liu Xiliang smiled broadly and shook it in his hand, "If it sells well, I'll give you a discount next time you come over."

"By the way, I got a lot of money. Is there anything you like about it?"

"How about spending some money?"

Wang Chengzhou smiled, feeling a little worried.

Looking at the dazzling array of products, I didn’t know what to buy for a while.

The main thing is, no matter what, you can refund more or make up for less, so you can't cheat this old thing.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Wang Chengzhou pointed to a few books on the shelf and asked: "Comrade Xiao Xu, help me get that set of "Dream of Red Mansions" to take a look."

"Oh, Comrade Xiao Wang, what a coincidence, this set of books is missing one book. Are you sure you want it?"

Saleswoman Xiao Xu didn't dare to neglect, stood on tiptoes and took down the pile of books from the top of the shelf.

I patted it a little sheepishly and blew the dust off.

Then, he handed it over and said truthfully: "This set of books has been lying around for a long time. One of the volumes was bitten by a mouse and is incomplete."

"It's okay, let me see."

Wang Chengzhou took it with a smile.

The cover is made of off-white kraft paper, with only the three characters "Dream of Red Mansions" printed on it, which looks very clean.

Printed on the side is a line of small words: People's Literature Publishing House.

Open the title page and you will see that it was written by Cao Xueqin and Gao E and was published in 1973.

Vertical printing of traditional Chinese characters.

The sense of age is overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)