Need for money

Lin Jingzhi originally planned to find Aunt Yu first and go out of the house together, but the maid in the small courtyard told him that Aunt Yu had left the house because she left a message saying that she had something to deal with.

Lin Jingzhi thought for a while after hearing the words, and guessed that Aunt Yu might have gone to meet with the hidden guards of the Lin family. Now that Wang Meng has no courage to touch the Lin family, he must take care of the hidden guards and arrange the way out in advance. What will happen, no one can say for sure, it is always good to be prepared.

Aunt Yu was away, the chief manager was very busy, and Shi Mo had to keep an eye on the kitchen to prevent the servants from being lazy, so Lin Jingzhi had to leave the Lin residence alone with seven or eight guards, and came to the street. A refugee found out the location of Jishengtang.

'The name is not small! '

Lin Jingzhi murmured something to himself, and led the guards straight to Jisheng Hall.

With more and more disaster victims, there are also huge crowds of people in front of Jishengtang. Fortunately, most of them just have a cold, which is not difficult to treat. Speaking of which, the pills made by Tang Yuxiang are really miraculous. As long as you take two pills, your illness will be cured within half a day. It will be greatly relieved, and it will take at most two or three days to cure the disease.

Because Tang Yuxiang let Zhidong spread the word and lowered the price of the medicine, most refugees can still see the disease and afford the medicine.

When Lin Jingzhi arrived at the gate of Jisheng Hall, he saw hundreds of victims in ragged clothes, forming two long human snakes, moving forward slowly. He was about to walk towards the gate of Jisheng Hall when he suddenly heard There was a loud shout from beside him, and then he saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe who looked like a housekeeper, and ran in while shouting 'Give way'.

A trace of curiosity rose in his heart, and he followed.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the conversation inside.

"Let me ask you, are the pills for wind and cold in Jishengtang really effective in curing the disease?" The middle-aged man with the appearance of a butler broke into Jishengtang, and asked urgently without even wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Zhou Ding took the pulse of the nearest old woman and prescribed the medicine, then smiled and replied to the housekeeper: "Yes, the medicine will definitely cure the disease."

The butler didn't believe what he said, and said: "Then you bring it to me first."

"Okay." Zhou Ding responded, and then took a small porcelain bottle from the side, opened the cork, poured out a dark brown pill, about the size of a broad bean, and handed it to the butler, who took it in his hand and looked at it carefully After looking at it, I put it up to my nose and smelled it, still with suspicion on my face.

Zhou Ding has a good temper, and he is not annoyed when he sees this, he just laughs. To be honest, at the beginning, he didn't believe that the pills Tang Yuxiang gave him could cure the cold and ailments. , he asked, "Excuse me, guest officer, who are you going to get medicine for?"

"Give it to my young master!" The butler was not a pharmacist. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see why. The young master has prescribed the medicine, but my young master thinks the medicine soup is too bitter, so he refuses to drink Chinese medicine. When he was at a loss what to do, he heard that you have a kind of pill here, which can be taken directly to treat wind-cold symptoms, so my master let it I'm here to ask."

"So that's how it is, guest officer, you came to Jishengtang, you must have found the right place, look, the refugees at the gate gathered in groups because they heard that the pills in Jishengtang were magical. Team members came running to buy medicine."

At this time, a young man who was grabbing medicine at the counter suddenly answered, then rolled his eyes, turned around, and took out a wooden medicine box from the inside of the counter. This medicine box was dark purple and exquisite in workmanship. It was opened, and there was a medicine bottle covered with blue patterns lying inside.

Carefully taking out the medicine bottle, the young man deliberately lowered his voice, and said again with a mysterious face: "Guest officer, I won't hide it from you, in fact, the pills are also divided into grades, and the ones sold to refugees are the most common ones." Goods, and if you want to buy, you should buy this, the price is not expensive, [-] Wen a bottle, as long as your young master takes it for three days in a row, the medicine will be cured! And I will not hide it from you, this kind of quality is good There are not many pills in stock."

Zhou Ding was taking the pulse of a patient, his brows were raised, and then he calmed down again, without saying anything.

"Five hundred cash a bottle?" The middle-aged butler was hesitant to leave, but when he heard this, his voice was amplified by three points instinctively, and he asked back.

The young man thought that the middle-aged butler thought it was too expensive, and just about to cut the price, he saw that the middle-aged butler snatched the medicine bottle in his hand, opened the bottle cap, just sniffed it, and then carefully closed it again, "Here The quality of the pills is indeed better, but is it really able to cure the disease? Let me tell you, if taking it doesn’t work, and it delays my young master’s illness, my master will definitely report to the officials, so that you can’t take it anymore and walk around.”

The young man hurriedly patted his chest and promised, "The medicine will definitely cure the disease, otherwise you can let the yamen's tolerance seal the Jishengtang."

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged steward finally made up his mind to buy a bottle, "Okay, then I'll trust you once."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his hand into his bosom, threw down half a bag of money, and ran out in a hurry.

The middle-aged housekeeper walked too fast, and almost ran into Lin Jingzhi who was standing at the door listening, hesitating for a moment, Lin Jingzhi didn't go in immediately, and was still standing there listening.

Grabbing the whole half of the coin in his palm, the young man laughed loudly and said, "Haha, Dad, what do you think of the idea that the boy came up with? It's not bad. In the blink of an eye, you've made five hundred coins."

Zhou Ding glanced at the young man, and rarely yelled or cursed, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

It turned out that this young man was Zhou Ding's son Zhou Bao. Since Zhou Ding gave Tang Yuxiang the medicine shop last time and redeemed him, he made up his mind to discipline his son well and stop giving him half a penny of pocket money. Poor Zhou Bao used to know friends who were all unscrupulous people. Seeing that he had no money, he stopped dealing with him. In this way, Zhou Bao, who used to invite those cronies to eat and drink, could only stay in the Only at home can we have a full meal.

Zhou Bao really didn't have any real skills, he idled about on weekdays, either went to whore girls in brothels, or drank and ate meat with his friends, and didn't return all night. He could even be said to be a waste, but waste belongs to waste, but his mind was quite flexible. He had no money to spend, so he stayed in the pharmacy for a few days before he came up with the idea of ​​packaging in exquisite wooden boxes and raising the price of the medicine. At first Zhou Ding disagreed, because lowering the price of the medicine was the idea of ​​the higher-ups. Now he just A doctor who looks after the door of a store dare not disobey the orders of the boss.

But his ears were soft, and finally he couldn't stand his son talking in front of him every day, so he boldly responded.