Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 148 Selling Qiuli Cream
After teaching a few people the Babu Vajra Kung Fu, Bai Yunxi took a catty of Qiuli ointment and prepared to go to town.

"Mother, do you want me to go with you?" Mrs. Li withdrew her move and approached with a smile.

"No, I'll do it by myself. You take Xiao Si and Xiao Wu to dig up all the sweet potatoes that were not dug last time. Seeing that it's going to be frosty, An Yan went to the backyard to dig a cellar, preparing to store sweet potatoes and vegetables for the winter .”

Baiyunxi handed Du Shi a piece of floral cloth that was dug out yesterday,

"I remember that Yaya's winter padded jacket is too small. I will make a new one for her this year. When I come back from town, I will bring some cotton and you will cut it out for her first."

"Okay."

Mrs. Du took the floral cloth, the small pink florals, at first glance it was the color of a young girl's clothes, since she moved to the shack, she has never seen her mother pull the cloth again, it seems that her mother has already prepared it for Yaya.

Looking at what my daughter is wearing, all her clothes have been made smaller. In the past six months, the sleeves have been shortened to a small arm. Originally, she thought about picking them up for her in a few days, so that she could wear them for another year.

I didn't expect my mother-in-law to prepare it in advance.

After the division of labor was completed, Bai Yunxi walked down the road to the town with a basket on her back, until she reached the town on foot, but did not meet the bullock cart.

After finding someone to inquire about the location of the medical center, Bai Yunxi looked all the way there, looked at the sign of Baohetang hanging on the door, and stepped in.

"Ma'am, are you taking medicine or seeing a doctor?"

As soon as he entered, he saw the boy standing at the counter with his fingers flipping the bound medicine bag, handing it to the person who took the medicine, and then he greeted Baiyunxi with a smile.

Bai Yunxi glanced at the lobby of the pharmacy, besides the two people who were grabbing the medicine, there was a consultation desk next to it, and a doctor in his forties or fifties was sitting behind him, wearing a cross scarf, a gray beard, and a gray cotton dress. He was squinting and calling an old lady for pulse.

"Little doctor, I don't take medicine or see a doctor. I just want to ask, do our pharmacies accept medicinal materials?"

Listening to Baiyunxi's inquiry, the boy glanced at the basket behind her,

"It's fine to collect, but ordinary medicinal materials are not worth much, and the price of fresh and unprocessed ones is not high."

The medical care in this period was backward, and a large part of the Chinese medicinal materials in the medical center came from private collection, and the cultivation of medicinal materials had not yet formed a large scale.

Fortunately, there is no pollution here. There are Chinese herbal medicines everywhere in the countryside, rivers and ditches, and in the mountains... Naturally, the most common medicinal materials that grow everywhere are really worthless. The real quality has to go to the deep mountains Lao Lin collects.

Those rare medicinal materials were collected by the mountain people at the risk of their lives, and ordinary people could not find them at all.

Bai Yunxi nodded understandingly, took out the prepared autumn pear cream from the basket, put it on the countertop,
"This is the autumn pear ointment I made myself. The quality is not bad. I want to come over and ask the price. How much can I charge?"

The young man opened the lid, smelled it, then turned his head to look at the doctor who was asking a doctor, saw that he was already writing the prescription by hand, so he didn't disturb him.

"Ma'am wait a moment, wait for my master to prescribe the medicine, and then I will identify the quality of this autumn pear ointment for you."

Bai Yunxi nodded, "May I ask your master's name?"

"My master's surname is Cheng, and everyone in the town calls him Doctor Cheng."

At this moment, there were no patients in the pharmacy, the young man was not busy, and his tone was kind, so Bai Yunxi chatted with him with a smile.

"When I entered the door just now, I saw that the little doctor is quick to apply medicine to people, and treats people kindly. Is he going to be a teacher?"

(End of this chapter)