Need for money

Zhou Ding had also worked as a shopkeeper before, so he knew a thing or two about business operations. As soon as his son's proposal was mentioned, he reckoned that this method was likely to succeed. The ten copper coins bought by the refugees sold two pills, which were the same, and Tang Yuxiang asked Zhidong to send them over.

Rich people are like this, always feel that the higher the selling price, the better things are.

In fact, the reason why he agreed to his son's request was because it did not affect the refugees' ability to buy medicines. He was also quite helpless. If he could find something for him to do, he would leave him in the pharmacy. If Zhou Bao stays in the pharmacy for a long time, he will feel too boring, and then he will go out to hang out with those cronies, maybe he will be able to do something someday Shocking event.

If Zhou Bao went to borrow usury to gamble again, and then owed a huge debt, and asked him to redeem it with 800 taels of silver, then he would have no choice.

Prescribing a prescription for a patient, seeing Zhou Bao put half a penny in his arms and planning to go out, Zhou Ding's face darkened, "Why are you going?"

"Father, don't worry, my son is going out to buy more exquisite wooden boxes and more beautiful porcelain vases." This was Zhou Bao's first time earning money since he was a child, and he was very excited.

Zhou Ding frowned when he heard the words, and asked: "The money is in your hands, I don't worry about being a father, why don't you let your mother follow you to buy it?"

"No, the boy can go alone!" Zhou Bao felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head when he heard these words, his previous excitement subsided all at once.

Zhou Ding saw that his son was disobedient again, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and he was about to use violence when he raised his hand. He was really worried about this wicked son carrying money on his body, but his wife hurried up and hugged his arm, "Don't fight, don't fight, Xiaobao has grown up and can make money by himself, so you just let him go alone."

"You, you are still protecting him!" Zhou Ding glared at his old wife, and ruthlessly shook off his sleeves.

"Father, mother, the boy went shopping."

Taking advantage of the gap between his parents' words, Zhou Bao yelled, and ran out of the pharmacy gate with the money in his pocket. He had been beaten by his father a lot these two days, and now his buttocks and back were still bruised, purple. One piece.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Zhou Ding stomped his feet heavily, sat down again, and checked the patient's pulse.

Staring at Zhou Bao's back for a while, Lin Jingzhi smiled slightly. He didn't dislike Zhou Bao's approach, but admired it very much. Changing the packaging of medicines can not only help refugees, but also earn money. Why? Why not do it for fun?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the shopkeeper inside was not simple.

But he didn't expect that this idea was just thought up by an unprofessional trash on the spur of the moment. In fact, it was quite normal for Zhou Ding to come up with such a method based on Zhou Ding's usual deceitful temperament.

He came here because he had business to do, so he patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, then raised the curtain and walked in. The guards of the Lin family were worried about the safety of the master, so several people discussed it, and two of them followed.

"Young master, may I ask if you are not feeling well, do you want to see a doctor?" Lin Jingzhi is handsome, wearing a white brocade gown, gentle, full of extravagance, Zhou Ding's eyes are not blind, and he can tell Lin Jingzhi's background at a glance The rich man didn't dare to take it easy, he quickly stood up from the chair, ignoring the pulse of a patient who had just checked halfway, he got up and greeted him.

The sick man also saw that Lin Jingzhi was not an ordinary person, so he lowered his head, not daring to be dissatisfied.

Most of the children of wealthy families are arrogant and domineering, sometimes just because of a small matter, they will be furious, so Zhou Ding will be so careful with him.

"No, I'm not here to see a doctor. I have something to discuss with you." After Lin Jingzhi entered the room, he turned around and looked around, only to see that the Jishengtang was just as his wife said, just a small area. Big little pharmacy.

"Look at the villain's mouth, it's time to hit him! My son is healthy and strong, so there is no discomfort." Zhou Ding said as he walked to the side.Poured a cup of warm tea, although Zhou Ding was relatively honest by nature, but after being a shopkeeper for so many years, he was tempered to be quite tactful in his dealings with others.

Lin Jingzhi was also polite, walked to the side, found a chair and sat down, took the tea, he didn't drink it, and put it aside casually.

"Excuse me, my lord, what do you want to discuss with the villain?" When Zhou Ding said this, his heart beat like a drum, and he was very nervous. He didn't know Lin Jingzhi before, so he suspected that Lin Jingzhi knew that Jishengtang had curative effects After taking Feifan's pills, he had an idea.

He has been practicing medicine for decades, and he knows the value of pills very well. It is less troublesome than boiling traditional Chinese medicine soup, and it is more convenient and effective. If it can be produced in large quantities, it will definitely make a lot of money.

It's just a pity that he doesn't know how to make this kind of pill himself, and the female shopkeeper who hired him doesn't seem to have any plans to teach him.

"I'm going to Lin Jingzhi!" After thinking for a while, Lin Jingzhi felt that it was better to show his own banner first, and then discuss business matters.

Zhou Ding was born and raised in Luo City, so he had heard of Lin Jingzhi's name, so he quickly bent down and gave another salute, and said respectfully: "So it's the second master Lin, the villain has no eyes, so I couldn't recognize you. Also please forgive me."

"Come on, you don't have to be so polite. In fact, I came here this time to discuss something with you." Lin Jingzhi smiled and gave him a polite hand.

"Second Master Lin has any orders, just say it, the villain dare not obey!" The Lin family in Luocheng is not something that a small Jishengtang can compete with, so Zhou Ding is as humble as a servant of the Lin family.

"You don't have to be so polite, just sit down and talk." Lin Jingzhi pointed to a chair and let Zhou Ding sit down, and then he started talking about the business, "Actually, I came here this time to cooperate with Jishengtang. Let’s work together to help the refugees.”

Zhou Ding still couldn't figure out what Lin Jingzhi's plan was, so he just sat on the chair with half of his buttocks empty, and asked inexplicably, "How does Second Master Lin plan to cooperate with Jishengtang?"

"It's very simple. Jishengtang still sells medicines as outpatient clinics as before, but only half of the medicines sold to refugees can be collected, and the other half is paid by the Lin family in advance. In addition, in Jishengtang's A sign was erected in front of the door, and a letter was written to the Lin family in Los Angeles, and the doctor at Jishengtang had to explain to the patients after prescribing the medicine, telling them that the reason why the cost of seeing a doctor was not much was because the Lin family paid half of the medicine for them. .”

After hearing this, Zhou Ding was a little confused. Could it be that he was thinking wrongly, and he had no idea of ​​taking pills at all, so he asked again, "Apart from this, does Second Master Lin have any other orders?"

"It's gone, it's just such a small thing." Although he knew that Jishengtang didn't have any good tea, Lin Jingzhi felt dry after talking for a while, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip. bitter.

Zhou Dingyuan was still thinking that if Lin Jingzhi really wanted to take pills, he would have to think of a reason to procrastinate him, first stabilize him, and then greet the female shopkeeper to see how to deal with it. Now he heard that it was just such a trivial matter, He slapped both palms directly, and said, "If Second Master Lin just talked about this matter, then the villain will be able to deal with this matter for the master."

"Oh? Aren't you the owner of Jishengtang?"

"No, the villain is just a doctor, responsible for diagnosing diseases and prescribing medicines." Zhou Ding explained.

Lin Jingzhi frowned, feeling that something was wrong. Since this middle-aged man is not the owner of the pharmacy, does the owner know about changing the packaging of medicines to earn money?

He heard it clearly just now, and it seems that this method has just started to be used.

"Then who is the owner of Jishengtang?"

"Back to Second Master, the family name of the master of Jisheng Hall is Qin, who lives in Jiancheng. He is busy with affairs on weekdays and rarely comes to Luocheng, so if Second Master Lin wants to meet the master's family, it may be very difficult. According to Zhiqiu's order, Zhou Ding told a lie.

Even though he knew that it was impossible for Lin Jingzhi to expose this lie, he was still so nervous that he lied to the Patriarch of the Lin family face to face with cold sweat on his forehead.

The master's family doesn't often come to Los Angeles to manage the pharmacy business, so wouldn't it be easier for the doctor who looks after the store to make ill-gotten gains?

Lin Jingzhi shook his head when he heard the words, but as long as Jishengtang can cooperate with the Lin family, whether Zhou Ding really makes money from the master's family has nothing to do with him, "Oh, so that's the case? Then let me ask you, over the past few days, have you calculated how much money you can earn by prescribing medicines for refugees every day?"

Zhou Ding thought for a while before replying: "Second Master Lin, it's hard to say this number, because there are more and more refugees in Los Angeles, and the number of patients treated by the villain today is fully double that of yesterday."

Because he had some doubts about Zhou Ding's character, Lin Jingzhi was a little worried when he saw that he didn't give a rough figure. He could give out more money to help the victims, but he didn't want an irrelevant person to deceive the Lin family. Half a copper coin, "If that's the case, then I'll go back to the mansion and find a servant who can read and write to make a record, and let him help you here by the way."

"Okay, the villain has no objection." Zhou Ding replied.

After discussing the cooperation with Zhou Ding, Lin Jingzhi said goodbye and left. Walking on the street, he thought about it and decided to go to the porridge place to inspect it. When he approached the city gate, he saw a few ruffians The young men who looked like huddled in the corners one by one, looking at the place where the Lin family opened a shed to help the porridge, whispering, a few words were heard in a slightly louder voice, clearly,

"The Lin family is so fucking ruthless. They hacked to death seven or eight brawny men making trouble in one fell swoop, and in the end, Master Zhang, who guarded Luocheng, didn't dare to do anything to them!"

"That's right, that's why those gangsters paid me money to make trouble on the Lin family's land, but I didn't agree!"