Rebirth of the miraculous doctor of counterattack

Chapter 1266 Brother Yin is unhappy?
Chapter 1282

"What are you talking about?" Wan Kun strode in, stood at the door, patted the snow on his body, and took off the hat he was wearing.

Nian Wen picked up the hand stove on the table and walked forward, stuffing the warm hand stove into his palm: "Didn't I tell you not to come these days? The snow is so heavy, and the road is not easy to walk."

Wan Kun laughed and said, "Whoever says the road is difficult, my horse can walk here with its eyes closed."

The guy on the side smiled and said, "That's Mr. Wan, you are here too often."

Nian Wen glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense, let's make tea."

After the clerk left, Nian Wen pulled him to sit down and asked, "Rongyutang is losing money every day, why didn't you tell me?"

Wan Kun said, "It's just a small amount of money, so there's nothing to say."

"But I just saw the guy's appearance, it doesn't seem to be Xiaoqian."

Wan Kun looked indifferent: "It depends on how your business is. When business is good, it is possible to lose a few thousand taels a day, and when business is not good, it is only a few hundred taels. Not worth the money."

Nian Wen's eyes widened in shock: "What? Losing a few thousand taels a day? I obviously got paid for selling medicine."

Wan Kun smiled and shook his head: "How much did you charge?"

Read the text and thought for a while: "Ten taels of silver for a bottle of medicine, isn't it enough?"

"Then have you calculated how much medicinal material is needed to refine a bottle of medicine? What is the cost price of that bottle of medicine?"

Read the text and shook his head: "I haven't calculated it, the medicine is all given by you, and I don't know the price."

Wan Kun shrugged: "Since you asked, I will help you to calculate the account. The most sold medicine in the store recently is Peiyuan Pill for nourishing qi and blood. Rongyutang also sold Peiyuan Pill in the past. Sell ​​by piece, 50 taels of silver for one piece, [-] pieces for a bottle.”

"However, refining a bottle of 500 Peiyuan Pills requires medicinal materials costing [-] taels of silver."

Nianwen silently calculated: "So, as long as I sell a bottle of Peiyuan Pill, I will have a net loss of 490 taels?"

Wan Kun shook his head: "You haven't factored in the labor costs yet. The fellows raised in the hall live in the hall every day for food, drink, and lodging. All of these cost money, and these money should be included in the consultation fee or In the medicine money."

Hearing this, his head grew dizzy: "I didn't understand this, and I didn't think about it at the time. Now that I think about it, it's really stupid. No wonder those people are all so happy, and some people want to buy several bottles at a time. .”

He smiled and pinched her nose: "You are stupid!"

The scene of him pinching Wen's nose happened to be seen by Yin Shuwei who had just entered the door. He frowned immediately, and his heart was filled with anger.

Suddenly there is a person at the door, which will naturally attract the attention of the people in the hall. Read the text and get up, "Brother Yin? Why are you here?"

Yin Shuwei suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a warm voice to Nianwen: "My mother is sick, and it's freezing in the cold, if I take her out to catch the cold again, I'll invite you to the house."

After reading the text, she nodded immediately: "Okay, wait a moment." She turned around and went to the clinic to get the medicine box.

Yin Shuwei's eyes fell on Wan Kun, and Wan Kun happened to be sizing him up.

"Young Master Wan is really free, I can meet you almost every time I come."

Wan Kun nodded: "Of course, I will be where Wen'er is. What's wrong? Brother Yin is not happy?"

Yin Shuwei hummed: "Young Master Wan, don't forget, people's words are awesome, you don't care about yourself, don't bother others."

Wan Kun raised his eyebrows, half-closed his handsome eyes, and stared at Yin Shuwei coldly: "The human words you speak are probably yourself."

(End of this chapter)