The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 39 There is a lot to do
After leaving the Army General Academy, Li Shengli did not go with Xiao Hu. After reminding him to pay attention to safety, the two parted ways.

Xiao Hu's kung fu is not shallow, and he still has a nickname on the street, so he shouldn't be a fuel-efficient lamp.

I am also familiar with the place where I go to exchange gold, so there should be no risk, and I don't need to accompany her.

After parting, Li Shengli didn't go home directly, but went to Zhima Alley where Master Liu lived with the medicine jar in his arms.

Dabai tablets and sugar candies are very valuable, and if you take them home, you will inevitably be questioned again. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

Walking more is better than being scolded by the old lady.

Still beating the door knocker to call the door, hearing the bell to enter the courtyard, the sun is good today, Master Liu is holding a small teapot and leaning against the south wall to bask in the sun.

"Yo...you are old and elegant!"

Seeing Master Liu's attention to detail, Li Shengli also patted him.

But his note was obviously slapped on the horse's leg. Master Liu took a sip of the tea soup, frowning and cursing before opening his mouth.

"Fengya's fart, I was afraid of suffering since I was a child, so I drank the soothing soup you prescribed.

Your technique is good. It is said in medical books that the tendons move with the bones, and the tendons follow the bones. In the past two days, I can really feel it.

There is no problem at all when I walk dozens of steps without sticking on a stick, but the wound is still slightly hot, which means that the Qi, blood, muscles and bones are smooth.

Your method is worthy of everyone's reputation.

I am an inheritance from a medical family, and you are a genius, we have a lot to do along the way! "

Master Liu's backhand was very useful to Li Shengli. Although his bone-setting technique is not as good as everyone else's, it is similar, and it is just around the corner to catch up.

But in terms of words, he still dare not be arrogant, there is a definite number for people who are crazy to accept.

"Master Liu is absurd, it's just a coincidence.

These are the painkillers and candies I bought, and the candies are mine. "

Glancing at Li Shengli, who was not telling the truth, Master Liu pointed at the threshold, showing no intention of letting him in at all.

Li Shengli put down the two medicines, and took a dozen sugar tarts. The family must need them. He took out one at the same time and gestured to Master Liu.

"That thing is too expensive, and country people don't know what to buy, how much can you exchange for a jelly bean?

I really met someone who wanted to cure ascariasis, so he ordered some rhubarb to make the soup base, crushed sugar tarts and added it to the medicinal soup, so that he could get money and food.

What I have advanced in the past has been knocked down by myself, Master Liu is not short of such things. "

It's not a free gift to send a glance by mistake, Master Liu's method of curing diseases and selling medicine is considered unique.

Rhubarb is good for defecation, and with sugar tart, it is no different from a laxative. As long as there is enough sugar tart, the effect of the medicine is absolutely awesome.

After taking the decoction, within a short time, the roundworms and pinworms paralyzed by the medicine will inevitably spurt out.

It's not bad at all if the effect is perfect, the effect is like a drum, and it stands up.

If the patient is young and middle-aged, this medicine is barely enough, if it is a child or the elderly, it will be a bit immoral, and it will definitely hurt the foundation of the person.

When encountering a patient with a serious illness, that is, a patient with a serious underlying disease, this hidden medicine is Duanchang Powder, which can be fatal.

Chickens don't urinate, each has its own way, as long as Master Liu doesn't kill anyone, then it makes sense, after all, it's all about saving lives.

Chinese medicine practitioners in hospitals sometimes prescribe wrong prescriptions. Misdiagnosis is also inevitable in the process of practicing medicine.

It's just that Mr. Liu's starting point is relatively bad, which is a bit unacceptable.

"You always know the way!"

After mocking Master Liu, Li Shengli got up and prepared to go home.

Master Liu, who was ridiculed, smiled and explained.

"I wouldn't take this medicine if I wasn't a middle-aged man or a rich man. It's true that Master Liu has a dark heart, but he never disregarded human life.

Traveling doctors, if you want to be safe, the first thing is not to kill people, otherwise you will be beaten to death by the sick.

Get out, don't think that Master Liu is blind and deaf, your character cultivation is barely passable, Master Liu thinks you are good. "

After listening to Master Liu's explanation, Li Shengli grinned. This is the best way, otherwise, after he stands still, he will definitely kick this conscientious old man away immediately.

Practicing medicine and consultation, although it is also a livelihood, is subjectively deceiving people for money, or using other people's illnesses and lives as a cash cow.

According to my old lady Han Jinhua, it is a loss of virtue, and when the retribution comes, most of the family will be ruined and the body will die.

Even if Master Liu was the only one doing it, Li Shengli, as a partner, would inevitably be implicated and suffer unwarranted disasters.

With the picture book in hand, he strolled back to the courtyard, saw the front yard was full of clothes, praised the neatness of his old lady, and Li Shengli pushed the door open and entered the house.

The accusations he was already familiar with and used to came over his face, but his tone was not so blunt.

"Read more if you have nothing to do, don't wander around everywhere.

I found two sets of jackets for you, both of which are worn by old folks, and they are durable.

The trousers are for the feet, and you need to wear leggings when you wear them. If you don’t know how to do it, just say, I’ll teach you.

There are two sets of silk cloth, which are old clothes, take them back and change them. "

After listening to the old lady, Li Shengli put down the album and took out the candy from his pocket.

"Mom, I'm not just wandering around, it's not for Jianshe and Yinghong to search for picture albums for studying medicine.

This is sugar tart, used to fight roundworms, everyone in the family can eat some, no harm.

Mom, you can do this well, and you can still see that it is a gift for the elderly. "

After explaining, he didn't forget to pat his mother a little, and stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face.

"Your grandfather was the second shopkeeper of the clothing estimate shop back then, and he often went home to teach your uncle the skills, and I just listened to it and got it.

Alright, I've been walking for a day, I'm going to read a book and have a rest, and I'm going to stew rabbits tonight. "

A little out of tune with his son's talkativeness, Han Jinhua pointed at him, and Li Shengli obediently rolled back to the house.

It's just that when she looked at the candies on the table, the corner of her mouth twitched.

Li Shengli, who rolled back to the house, was not idle, and had to pick and choose the two packs of books he got back from the trust store.

He first opened the bag containing the golden mirror of Yizong, and kept the one that looked better for himself.

The remaining two sets were also carefully screened, and those that could be replaced with worn-out books were replaced with worn-out books. The younger brothers and sisters read the text, not the quality of the thread-bound books.

Good-looking books should be kept as the bottom of the box, and classics are also the heritage of a family of Chinese medicine.

As for the package of Song, Yuan and Ming remnants, when I opened it, I found that they were really remnants, some of which were only half volumes left, not to mention the entire set of books, even the whole volumes were not many.

Such old books are more of cultural relic value, which may be of some use as a collection of books.

Although this is also a leak, but the price/performance ratio is really not high.

Repack the selected books and put them on the top of the cabinet to prevent moisture.

Li Shengli took a look at the scrubbed leather backpack, and felt his mother's difficulty.

The study books of the younger brothers and sisters are only short of Guwen Guanzhi, and they will have to figure out a way tomorrow.

In the evening, the family ate a full meal again. After doing tricks for Mr. Li, the three brothers and sisters read a book for a while, and then went to bed.

Early the next morning, Xiao Hu, who was frowning, came to Li's house and found Li Shengli mysteriously. He didn't say a word, but motioned him to go out with him.

After greeting his old lady, Li Shengli followed the somewhat mysterious Xiao Hu out of the courtyard.

"Xiao Hu, what are you doing so mysteriously?"

"Uncle, Youfang and the others brought back a cart full of food, my father asked me to ask you what to do?"

"Isn't this nonsense?

Go and see! "

The Li family has just been sued by Mrs. Jia, and the troubles caused are still vivid, and the Zhao family brothers brought another cart of grain, which is just adding to the chaos.

After hearing Xiao Hu finish speaking, Li Shengli's voice rose an octave, and the anger in his heart also rose.

The two rushed to the open space where the car was unloaded, and Boss Zhao was leaning on the car and taking a nap.

Obviously, for this cart of food, the two brothers of the Zhao family have suffered a lot.

Seeing the bundles of twigs and firewood on the carriage, Li Shengli felt more at ease.

Master Hai and Zhao Mankui are seasoned figures, they know how to cover up, otherwise it will be a matter of time before someone asks about the glaring cartload of food.

When the food arrives, there is a high probability that it will not be able to be pulled back. How to unload the truck is a troublesome matter.

When unloading the car in the courtyard last time, Li Shengli turned his head three times at a step, but no one saw them.

What happened? Mrs. Jia ordered the Li family without waiting for the food to go into the pot.

If it wasn't for the bravery of the old lady, if it wasn't for sharing half with the Xiao family, the Li family would most likely be charged with speculation.

Turning around to check, there were almost twenty patched sacks and cloth bags on the car.

There were five or six old baskets in the front and back of the carriage. No matter if they were divided into three or two families, there were too many of these things.

"Zhao Youfang, wake up, what do you say about the things in the car?"

There were roughly enough things in the car, and Li Shengli woke up the talkative Boss Zhao with one punch.

Without him going back to add oil and vinegar, Haiye would not have brought a cart of grain over.

"Uncle, this is a little thought from us. Your family shares a share with Uncle Xiao's."

Although he was woken up by Li Shengli, Li Shengli's hand strength is not strong enough. To the strong boss Zhao, this strength is not malicious.

As soon as he regained his senses, he began to show his merits. Seeing his beaming face, Li Shengli couldn't bear to hate him.

"Split fart?

Is it troublesome to split up?

It's not like you haven't seen it in my house last time. You almost beat someone to death because of that little thing.

Where did things come from? "

Judging by the clutter of sacks and cloth bags in the car, it is obviously not a family thing.

According to Li Shengli's impression, the Zhao family didn't have so much food, and the source of these things was mostly related to the broken bedding that was pulled back.

"Change.

The past two years have been going well, and my grandfather hasn't brought anything back for more than half a year.

This time there were a lot of old cotton needs in the village, and there were a lot of people, so they called for it at the village headquarters.

A total of 18 yuan and more than 700 catties of miscellaneous grains were exchanged for the broken bedding in the cart.

Almost a catty of miscellaneous grains was exchanged for half a catty of cotton, which made the villagers very happy. "

The so-called business is an auction, and the highest bidder wins. After hearing what Zhao Youfang said, Li Shengli's face brightened, and this business was done.

Zhao Youfang took the time to go back and break the bedding this time, which was just right.

In the countryside below, except for the free time in late autumn and early winter, it is almost all year round.

I work in the fields in spring, summer and autumn, and also serve as volunteers distributed by the commune. From winter to Chinese New Year, there are also concentrated volunteers who have to go out.

Repairing bridges and repairing roads, digging mountains and afforestation, digging canals, opening reservoirs, all tasks that people can do are covered by volunteer workers in the commune.

The few leisure hours left are for repairing houses, reorganizing private plots, and making clothes and bedding.

After going through the difficult period, after several years of development, private bartering and trading places such as Pigeon Market have also developed.

Wali relies on mountains to eat mountains, and the amount of miscellaneous grains is large, so the days are getting better and better.

If you have a lot left in your hands, you will naturally have more demands. When you are full of warmth and lust, it is almost the same.

Cotton and cotton cloth can not be exchanged for work points, unless they are from the place of origin.

It is difficult for workers in the city to buy, let alone the rural areas where they don't get a few dollars a year.

If you can't buy new ones, you get old ones. There is a big market in rural areas for broken bedding and old clothes, which is also forced by the situation of material supply.

However, Li Shengli has no idea that half a catty of old cotton can be exchanged for a catty of miscellaneous grains.

"You Fang, is cotton so expensive?"

Seeing that his uncle Li Shengli didn't know the sufferings of the people, Mr. Zhao thought for a while, and decided to give him a practical lesson of remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness.

(End of this chapter)