I add points to my martial arts in the real world
Chapter 9 Dispensing
Chapter 9 Dispensing
"Yeah, okay, thank you Grandpa Dong, I'll go back first."
Qian Dong carefully put the paper away, said hello and started walking towards home. During the whole process, his legs were lifted and put down gently, using mud steps. He is now trying to adapt to this way of walking. .
He would keep everything Mr. Dong said in mind, and then implement it honestly. Qian Dong knew who was good to him and listened to his advice.
Early the next morning, Qian Dong got up at three o'clock and continued to listen to the chickens and dance. Such days made him feel very fulfilled every day, and his previous habit of staying up late also changed.
I used to go to bed at around two o'clock every night and get up at ten o'clock in the morning when I was on the construction site. I felt that there was not enough time in the day. It seemed that after doing something in the afternoon, it was evening again.
Now he can feel that time is very long every day and he can do many things. Slowly, he begins to like this kind of life.
And now his overall energy and energy have been greatly improved, he has gained a lot of weight, and he seems to be much more energetic.
"Mom, I'm going to the city. I won't be back for lunch."
Qian Dong lowered his head and ate the noodles. He ate very quickly. His mother no longer used ordinary vegetable bowls to serve him the noodles, but used the same porcelain basin that used to hold donkey-hide gelatin to serve him the noodles. He ate it once for breakfast. I can eat a bowl.
"Hey, go ahead, you...you should think about yourself."
Mom looked at Qian Dong, hesitated to speak, finally sighed, and then said something ambiguous.
"Ah."
Qian Dong paused while eating noodles, but he didn't say anything more. He nodded and continued eating noodles. He knew what his mother meant.
After Qian Dong finished breakfast, he shaved in front of the mirror, combed his hair, took the car keys, and drove directly to the city.
When I was approaching the Municipal People's Hospital, I saw a Chinese medicine store on the roadside, so I stopped the car and walked towards the Chinese medicine store.
"Hello."
As soon as Qian Dong entered the store, a little girl sitting at the counter put down the book in her hand, stood up, looked at Qian Dong with a smile, and asked gently.
"Hello, I have a prescription here. I need you to mix it up."
Qian Dong didn't say much, took out the recipe given by Mr. Dong and handed it to the little girl.
"Ginseng, cinnamon, Ligusticum chuanxiong, rehmannia glutinosa... This is Shiquanbu Decoction. Who are you giving this to?"
The little girl took the list and looked at it, then looked up at Qian Dong. She saw that his face was rosy and he was walking energetically. He didn't look like he was eating by himself, so she asked.
"I just take it myself. I know this is a tonic. I need you to help me prepare 20 pairs."
Qian Dong was not in a good mood today, so he didn't say much and just stated his needs.
"Uh, please wait a moment, I'll ask my grandpa to come out."
The little girl seemed a little unsure, so she said something to Qian Dong, and then walked directly towards the back door without waiting for his reply.
Qian Dong had no choice but to look around in boredom. The interior layout was nothing special. It was not much different from an ordinary Chinese medicine shop. There was just a coffee table next to it with a tea set on it.
He lowered his head and looked at where the little girl was sitting. It was a book on traditional Chinese medicine. It had pictures of medicinal herbs and some text explanations. Qian Dong looked at it with some interest and wondered if he should buy one and go back to read it. Look, they say that there is no separation between medicine and martial arts. You don’t need to be proficient in it, it’s good to learn a little bit.
"It's a pity that I don't have time now, but I can find a book and read it in the future."
Qian Dong thought to himself. "Haha, little brother, this is what you need."
When Qian Dong was running out of ideas, an old man walked in from the back door. The old man did not have the ancient immortality in the novel, but an ordinary old man with gray hair, a somewhat fat body, and a slightly bulging belly. He looked Qian Dong up and down.
"Well, it's what I need, and I have to ask you to help me match it."
Qian Dong looked at the clock hanging in the store and became a little impatient. In fact, he could understand. Nowadays, when he goes to the drugstore to buy cold medicine, the clerk will ask if he comes to a Chinese medicine store to buy medicine. When very healthy people come to buy such a powerful tonic, they will definitely ask a few questions out of curiosity. However, Qian Dong was not in a very good mood today and was in a hurry, so it showed a bit.
"Well, Xiaowei will prepare the medicine."
The old man looked at Qian Dong, didn't ask any more questions, and ordered the little girl to start dispensing the medicine.
"Grandpa, it's 20 pairs."
Xiaowei hesitated, looked at the old man, and asked again.
"Well, it's okay. Let's match it. Little brother, you have to match a bit too much. Sit down here and have a cup of tea."
The old man extended his hand to Qian Dong and gestured to go drink tea.
"okay."
Qian Dong nodded without saying much and walked towards the coffee table. The little girl had already begun to place brown paper on the counter and took out a small scale to start weighing the medicine.
"Which family's kung fu does my little brother practice?"
The old man sat down and started boiling water to make tea, and asked casually.
"Um, old man, I practice Youlong Baguazhang. Is this old man also a martial arts practitioner?"
When Qian Dong heard the old man's question, he immediately became energetic, raised his hands to the old man, and then told him about the kung fu he had practiced.
There is nothing that cannot be said. These days, it is not easy to meet someone with the same views. At the same time, while talking, he looked at the old man opposite him again, as if he wanted to see what was different about him.
"Hahahaha, no, no, I'm just a medical student. I just did a medical tour before, and I have seen a lot of strange people and strange things. I was not sure at first. I just saw you walking over there. That standard I can still see the steps in the mud."
The old man smiled and poured tea for Qian Dong. He looked at Qian Dong with a friendly face and looked at Qian Dong with some nostalgia.
"Haha, I've just learned this rudimentary kung fu for just a few days, and it's hard to catch your eye."
Qian Dong said humbly, he was quite respectful to the old man, and he also started to calm down and drink tea.
"Well, the medicine you prescribed is very suitable for those who are just practicing martial arts. It is just the medicine when you need a big supplement. This medicine is actually called Shiquan Dabu Decoction. It is perfect for making soup with some meat. I have also been fortunate enough to prescribe this for people several times. Medicine, so I knew just from looking at you that you should be a martial arts practitioner, and coupled with the way you lay on the mud when walking, it is easy to confirm."
The old man also talked eloquently, explaining to Qian Dong why he could also see that Qian Dong was a martial arts practitioner.
"The old man is well-informed, I admire him."
Qian Dong didn't have much to communicate about this. If the old man was a martial arts practitioner, he would definitely have the shamelessness to ask for advice, but it was a pity that he failed.
(End of this chapter)
"Yeah, okay, thank you Grandpa Dong, I'll go back first."
Qian Dong carefully put the paper away, said hello and started walking towards home. During the whole process, his legs were lifted and put down gently, using mud steps. He is now trying to adapt to this way of walking. .
He would keep everything Mr. Dong said in mind, and then implement it honestly. Qian Dong knew who was good to him and listened to his advice.
Early the next morning, Qian Dong got up at three o'clock and continued to listen to the chickens and dance. Such days made him feel very fulfilled every day, and his previous habit of staying up late also changed.
I used to go to bed at around two o'clock every night and get up at ten o'clock in the morning when I was on the construction site. I felt that there was not enough time in the day. It seemed that after doing something in the afternoon, it was evening again.
Now he can feel that time is very long every day and he can do many things. Slowly, he begins to like this kind of life.
And now his overall energy and energy have been greatly improved, he has gained a lot of weight, and he seems to be much more energetic.
"Mom, I'm going to the city. I won't be back for lunch."
Qian Dong lowered his head and ate the noodles. He ate very quickly. His mother no longer used ordinary vegetable bowls to serve him the noodles, but used the same porcelain basin that used to hold donkey-hide gelatin to serve him the noodles. He ate it once for breakfast. I can eat a bowl.
"Hey, go ahead, you...you should think about yourself."
Mom looked at Qian Dong, hesitated to speak, finally sighed, and then said something ambiguous.
"Ah."
Qian Dong paused while eating noodles, but he didn't say anything more. He nodded and continued eating noodles. He knew what his mother meant.
After Qian Dong finished breakfast, he shaved in front of the mirror, combed his hair, took the car keys, and drove directly to the city.
When I was approaching the Municipal People's Hospital, I saw a Chinese medicine store on the roadside, so I stopped the car and walked towards the Chinese medicine store.
"Hello."
As soon as Qian Dong entered the store, a little girl sitting at the counter put down the book in her hand, stood up, looked at Qian Dong with a smile, and asked gently.
"Hello, I have a prescription here. I need you to mix it up."
Qian Dong didn't say much, took out the recipe given by Mr. Dong and handed it to the little girl.
"Ginseng, cinnamon, Ligusticum chuanxiong, rehmannia glutinosa... This is Shiquanbu Decoction. Who are you giving this to?"
The little girl took the list and looked at it, then looked up at Qian Dong. She saw that his face was rosy and he was walking energetically. He didn't look like he was eating by himself, so she asked.
"I just take it myself. I know this is a tonic. I need you to help me prepare 20 pairs."
Qian Dong was not in a good mood today, so he didn't say much and just stated his needs.
"Uh, please wait a moment, I'll ask my grandpa to come out."
The little girl seemed a little unsure, so she said something to Qian Dong, and then walked directly towards the back door without waiting for his reply.
Qian Dong had no choice but to look around in boredom. The interior layout was nothing special. It was not much different from an ordinary Chinese medicine shop. There was just a coffee table next to it with a tea set on it.
He lowered his head and looked at where the little girl was sitting. It was a book on traditional Chinese medicine. It had pictures of medicinal herbs and some text explanations. Qian Dong looked at it with some interest and wondered if he should buy one and go back to read it. Look, they say that there is no separation between medicine and martial arts. You don’t need to be proficient in it, it’s good to learn a little bit.
"It's a pity that I don't have time now, but I can find a book and read it in the future."
Qian Dong thought to himself. "Haha, little brother, this is what you need."
When Qian Dong was running out of ideas, an old man walked in from the back door. The old man did not have the ancient immortality in the novel, but an ordinary old man with gray hair, a somewhat fat body, and a slightly bulging belly. He looked Qian Dong up and down.
"Well, it's what I need, and I have to ask you to help me match it."
Qian Dong looked at the clock hanging in the store and became a little impatient. In fact, he could understand. Nowadays, when he goes to the drugstore to buy cold medicine, the clerk will ask if he comes to a Chinese medicine store to buy medicine. When very healthy people come to buy such a powerful tonic, they will definitely ask a few questions out of curiosity. However, Qian Dong was not in a very good mood today and was in a hurry, so it showed a bit.
"Well, Xiaowei will prepare the medicine."
The old man looked at Qian Dong, didn't ask any more questions, and ordered the little girl to start dispensing the medicine.
"Grandpa, it's 20 pairs."
Xiaowei hesitated, looked at the old man, and asked again.
"Well, it's okay. Let's match it. Little brother, you have to match a bit too much. Sit down here and have a cup of tea."
The old man extended his hand to Qian Dong and gestured to go drink tea.
"okay."
Qian Dong nodded without saying much and walked towards the coffee table. The little girl had already begun to place brown paper on the counter and took out a small scale to start weighing the medicine.
"Which family's kung fu does my little brother practice?"
The old man sat down and started boiling water to make tea, and asked casually.
"Um, old man, I practice Youlong Baguazhang. Is this old man also a martial arts practitioner?"
When Qian Dong heard the old man's question, he immediately became energetic, raised his hands to the old man, and then told him about the kung fu he had practiced.
There is nothing that cannot be said. These days, it is not easy to meet someone with the same views. At the same time, while talking, he looked at the old man opposite him again, as if he wanted to see what was different about him.
"Hahahaha, no, no, I'm just a medical student. I just did a medical tour before, and I have seen a lot of strange people and strange things. I was not sure at first. I just saw you walking over there. That standard I can still see the steps in the mud."
The old man smiled and poured tea for Qian Dong. He looked at Qian Dong with a friendly face and looked at Qian Dong with some nostalgia.
"Haha, I've just learned this rudimentary kung fu for just a few days, and it's hard to catch your eye."
Qian Dong said humbly, he was quite respectful to the old man, and he also started to calm down and drink tea.
"Well, the medicine you prescribed is very suitable for those who are just practicing martial arts. It is just the medicine when you need a big supplement. This medicine is actually called Shiquan Dabu Decoction. It is perfect for making soup with some meat. I have also been fortunate enough to prescribe this for people several times. Medicine, so I knew just from looking at you that you should be a martial arts practitioner, and coupled with the way you lay on the mud when walking, it is easy to confirm."
The old man also talked eloquently, explaining to Qian Dong why he could also see that Qian Dong was a martial arts practitioner.
"The old man is well-informed, I admire him."
Qian Dong didn't have much to communicate about this. If the old man was a martial arts practitioner, he would definitely have the shamelessness to ask for advice, but it was a pity that he failed.
(End of this chapter)
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