The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 6 Going to the Market and Enlightenment

"Delicious carrots, delicious sweet potatoes, fresh and sweet, try first before buying, it's a rare opportunity." Wuyou yelled this time to draw people's attention back to the goods.

"How do you sell carrots? How do you sell sweet potatoes?" Several people asked Wuyou.Yan Zixiu was speechless, I am the owner and boss, okay?

"Carrots cost [-] cents, sweet potatoes [-] cents. They are sold at five catties, not retail." With Yan Zixiu's words, half of the crowd dispersed immediately.Most of the people who did not leave were to watch the birds.A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a calm temperament said kindly: "Young man, everyone knows the current price. Your price is several times higher, and you can't sell it even if you stop selling it."

Wuyou took over the words: "Thank you for your kindness. You get what you pay for. This is a high-tech agricultural product, and it tastes absolutely delicious. Why don't you try it first."

The middle-aged man with a square face said, "Oh, high-tech agricultural products? But I have a toothache recently, and it's too hard to eat."

"I'll try it." A young man with a red face picked up a piece of sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls, his eyes widened. stand up.

The people next to him were dubious, whether it was true or false, it couldn't be Trust, could it?
"If you have a share, you can taste it for free." Yan Zixiu handed out the plate.After everyone tasted it, there were satisfied smiles on their faces, as if they were reminiscing about some happiness.After a while of silence, people shouted explosively: I will bring five catties of carrots, and I will bring ten catties of sweet potatoes.They scrambled to hand over money to Yan Zixiu.

Yan Zixiu said decisively to the middle-aged man with a square face, "Uncle, please collect the money for me. You take one and I weigh one. When it's over, I'll give you ten catties for each item."

"Okay." The middle-aged man with a square face readily accepted, and said to the people: "Everyone come to my place to line up and pay. Hey, come one by one. The first one is five catties of carrots."

"Okay, five catties of carrots." Yan Zixiu beat the scale high, and then sent a small carrot or sweet potato as a gift.The middle-aged man with a square face saw it in his eyes and nodded slightly.

The portions are generous, plus a gift, Yan Zixiu learned from his grandfather.Grandpa is in the bean sprouts business. Every time he weighs bean sprouts for customers, he will give a full amount of bean sprouts, and then add a handful.Yan Zixiu witnessed it many times when he was passing by on his way to school when he was a child.It is conceivable that grandpa's bean sprouts business not only does not make money, but often loses money.But Grandpa loved the generosity and made friends.It can be said that making money is not my intention, and I like friendship the most.Every time my grandfather sold the bean sprouts for a little money, he sat down with friends from all over the world to eat and drink, and enjoyed the process very much.What should I do if I have no capital?Grandpa asked Yan Zixiu's father, Yan Sheng, some points.Yan Sheng is the third child.Grandpa said: Third child, my business is out of business.Yan Sheng gave three and five yuan.In fact, Yan Sheng was just a contract worker at that time, and his monthly income was more than 30 yuan. There were four children in his family, and he was short of food every year.In this way, Grandpa's so-called business can still be maintained.However, Grandpa died of lung cancer in 1984.Yan Zixiu felt that if it was now, he would definitely be able to use the resources of the Immortal Mansion to cure his grandfather's illness.It's a pity to think about it.Of course, maybe grandpa didn't regret it himself. At his funeral, many people came from all over the world, and the curtains given by the condolences could not be hung in a large courtyard.This is his life too.

After being busy for a while, gradually the carrots and sweet potatoes will bottom out.Yan Zixiu pulled out an empty sack, put two things into it, and put more than a dozen catties in it, reserving it for the middle-aged man with a square face.The middle-aged man with a square face is also very open, and the money he collects is always held in his hand to show that the accounts are clean.

Yan Zixiu took out a five-yuan one from his wallet, handed it together with a plate to a little boy next to him, and said, "There are too many people in the market, and I have a cart and a donkey, so I can't get in. Please buy me four." Shaobing, the rest of the money will be your errand expenses." The little boy was very happy and left in a hurry.

The middle-aged man with a square face said, "Seed cakes cost [-] cents each. If you give him that much, aren't you afraid that he will take the money and run away?"

Yan Zixiu said: "If you run away, just run away. Besides, I want to believe him. My father told me that when he was young, people in the countryside were very honest. My father sold steamed buns at home when he was young. The people who bought buns from the West of Heji to Dongtou were all on credit. Because everyone’s stuff hadn’t been sold, they had no money to buy buns. When the market was closed, they would collect money from West to East. No A person who owes money and runs away. Sometimes he pays late, and those who have not paid are still waiting in place.” (Kuai, dialect, meaning on the shoulders. A bucket, a round basket made of wicker.)
The middle-aged man with a square face said with emotion: "Yes, such trust is really touching."

While talking, the little boy came back from buying biscuits.Yan Zixiu thanked the little boy and gave him two carrots and two sweet potatoes.The boy left happily.Yan Zixiu said to the middle-aged man with a square face: "There are two of you in sesame seed cakes."

"Then I won't be too polite." The middle-aged man with a square face handed the money to Yan Zixiu, washed his hands with water from a thermos bottle, and slowly ate sesame seed cakes on his own.

Yan Zixiu counted, 456 yuan, good guy, it's worth another four months' salary.While cleaning up the stall, he asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"

"Miangui's surname is Wu, Koutian Wu, Wu Daguang. I live on Old Wanji East Street. Everyone here knows me. What about you?"

"My name is Yan Zixiu, and I'm from Xinliang Village in the east. I know it when I go there. These are carrots and sweet potatoes for you. If anyone else needs them, you can go to my house to buy them. Happy cooperation, Uncle Wu, see you next time .”

"Yan Zixiu, good. Happy cooperation, see you later."

On the way back, Yan Zixiu sat on the donkey cart and ate sesame seed cakes, and asked Wuyou, "By the way, why did you take the initiative to help me out today?"

"Looking at the situation at the time, if I don't help you, I won't be able to do anything in the morning."

"Thank you very much."

"Don't you see outsiders, we are a community of life."

Hearing the "community of life", Yan Zixiu trembled deep in his heart: "What do you mean?"

Wuyou suddenly recited in a very magnetic baritone:
we,

are the waves of the same sea;

we,

are leaves on the same tree;

we,

are flowers in the same garden.

After listening to Wuyou's recitation, Yan Zixiu was stunned for a moment, and entered a strange state, as if he and other beings were both integrated and independent of each other.Wuyou hurriedly stopped the donkey, and quietly accompanied Yan Zixiu.

After a while, Yan Zixiu returned to his normal state, and suddenly felt that the sky was high and the earth was far away, as if there was no one who could not forgive, and no one could not tolerate.He couldn't help feeling grateful, jumped out of the car and bowed deeply to Wuyou: "You are really my teacher, I will call you Teacher Wuyou from now on, okay?"

Wuyou smiled: "Hehe, we are brothers, you should call me Wuyou."

"Well, it seems that there is no pressure. That is, why put so much pressure on yourself. By the way, who said the passage you recited just now?" Yan Zixiu got into the car again and said.

"Seneca, ancient Roman statesman and philosopher."

"You know a lot." Yan Zixiu admired him sincerely.

Worry-free and indifferent: "I am between heaven and earth, just like small rocks and small trees are in the mountains."

"Whose famous quote is this?"

"Your hometown, Zhuangzi."

"Zhuangzi? I read that some books say that he is the representative of the declining slave-owning class."

"It is better to have no books than to believe in books. Do slave owners have the idea of ​​equality? Heaven and earth live side by side with me, and all things are one with me. Will people with such a mind belong to the class of slave owners? From the perspective of Taoism, there is no high or low. , who doesn’t even have the concept of high or low, which class will it represent? Speaking of which, Zhuangzi’s energy level is about the same as mine.”

Yan Zixiu felt that he couldn't keep up: "Yes, yes, it seems that I have to re-understand Zhuangzi when I have time. Energy level? What new concept is this?"

"You will gradually understand. I suggest that you have a comprehensive understanding of the Four Books and the Three Mysteries when you have time."

"What are the Four Books and the Three Mysteries?"

""University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects" and "Mencius" are the four books; "Book of Changes", "Laozi" and "Zhuangzi" are the three books." At this time, the list of treasures appeared, and in the Department of Sutras of [Zangjing Pavilion], added Four Books and Three Mysteries, appear for a while, and then disappear.

"Oh, alright."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Zixiu received twenty threshing machines from Xiao Chen at the intersection of Jiazhuang.

As soon as I came back and entered the village, someone asked curiously, "Zixiu, what's in your car?"

"Hand-operated corn thresher, come to my house to see it later, and anyone who helps can use it for free." Everyone is interested in this. Every year, the hands hurt from washing corn and peeling corn, and staying up late is uncomfortable. Nobody wants to suffer that.So Huhulala followed a group of people to Yan's house, and helped him unload the machine with all his might.

The uncle came over, unhitched the donkey, and led it out to let the donkey roll and stretch its muscles and bones, so that the animals would not get sick easily.

Yan Zixiu gave a demonstration for everyone, moved a thresher, set it up, then took a corn cob, turned the wheel with his left hand, and pushed the corn cob into the working barrel with his right hand. Sure enough, within a few seconds, the corn kernels Take it all off.The whole process is very easy and smooth.When I picked up the corn kernels on the ground, they were all intact.Everyone came up to try it one after another, and they all thought it was good, good stuff.This saves a lot of time, and it's easy.At this time, the uncle also came.

Someone asked: "Zixiu, why do you borrow this thresher?"

(End of this chapter)