Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 301 - 60: Chinese Herbal Medicine Expert (Fan Ticket Bonus) (Part 3)

"Wild ginseng is gone; mountain ginseng grows in remote areas and only experienced ginseng pickers can locate it. At the end and beginning of the year, ginseng farmers in the northeast are celebrating the New Year, none of them are willing to go to dangerous terrains to harvest ginseng. However, there’s no need to worry, in my store there is still a half piece of hundred-year-old ginseng left over from a few years ago. A bureau chief in the city was on his last breath, and with half of it, he was saved and brought back to life. The other half is still left, I’ll package it for your boss, let him take a slice every day, his spirit will be guaranteed to last from the beginning to the end of the year." Another person was sent off, happily heading to the medicine cabinet to buy that so-called old ginseng anchored at the bottom of the stock.

"Your wife doesn’t need any medicine. She has weak limbs, no appetite, and isn’t it because she stayed up for three consecutive nights playing mahjong since New Year’s Eve? And she’s had the bad luck of losing money. This year is her zodiac year, and to get her Qi back, buying Chinese medicine isn’t as good as buying some lucky zodiac year clothes. Win money, and she’ll have energy," the old man finished, and everyone around laughed out loud.

Xiao Xian and Zeng Xuerou also laughed along. This old farmer named Pharmacist Huang really had some reputation, getting rid of the unsalable goods, the poor quality items, and the haphazard diagnosis all in a few words.

The crowd around him dispersed one after another, and Pharmacist Huang, with his throat gone dry from all the talking, took the chance to drink some water. Having quenched his thirst, he noticed two young girls who had been buying medicine for a long time still standing in the shop.

"Hehe, young girls, are you also here to buy medicine? Or are you here to learn from others and buy flower tea?" The shop where Pharmacist Huang worked was different from some other shops in the street; it did both wholesale and retail, so it was common for him to encounter young people who followed the trend and drank flower tea.

Just as Zeng Xuerou was about to speak, she felt her hand squeezed tightly several times. Looking at Xiao Xian, she saw a meaningful look from her and fell silent too.

"We came to buy flower tea; we just don’t know what to drink?" Xiao Xian was still holding a few peach blossoms with buds in her hand.

"Both of you want to buy? Take it easy, flower tea isn’t something to drink recklessly. Let me have a good look," Pharmacist Huang scrutinized Xiao Xian and Zeng Xuerou, then had them stick out their tongues and pulled down their eyelids to take a closer look.

"The teas nearby aren’t suitable for you two, and the teas you both need to buy are different." Pharmacist Huang first said to Zeng Xuerou, "Your eyes have dark circles; do you frequently feel inexplicably chest tightness and shortness of breath, and sometimes feel nauseous and vomit when you get up in the morning?"

As soon as Zeng Xuerou heard this, she quickly nodded, especially in recent times, this feeling was very obvious.

"Overwork and insomnia at night, such a big kid, and you hide so much in your heart. What in the world can’t be let go? You don’t need to take medicine, just exercise appropriately and learn to be cheerful, and everything will be smooth." The old man’s answer was unexpected yet reasonable to Zeng Xuerou. After her father’s death and her admission into Sacred Heart Middle School, she was constantly under pressure not to disappoint her mother nor her teachers.

Learning to be cheerful sounds easy, but it is extremely difficult to do.

"As for you, little girl, full of vigor, you exercise enough, but your tongue coating is yellow and greasy. It seems you ate too much over the New Year. I’ll give you some hawthorn and red dates to boil and drink for a few days, and you’ll be fine." Pharmacist Huang was right; Xiao Xian had indeed been overeating with meat and fish during the New Year holidays, often feeling bloated. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

This old pharmacist was not only superb in medical skills but also had good character. He didn’t dismiss or patronize them because of their age but instead seriously inquired about their conditions.

Zeng Xuerou also understood Xiao Xian’s intention, which was to see what kind of person Pharmacist Huang really was. Now that they had a clear read on him, it was time to ask about serious matters.

"Pharmacist Huang?" This name still made Zeng Xuerou a bit uncomfortable, as Hong Kong TVB’s The Legend of the Condor Heroes was currently a hit on TV at the time, with Huang Yaoshi being a Yin and Yang indistinguishable character from the Evil Sect, "Actually, we didn’t come to buy flower tea, we came to buy medicinal materials, especially good ones, right, Xiao Xian?"

In the aspect of Chinese medicine, Zeng Xuerou completely deferred to Xiao Xian. Although she also thought that compared to an old pharmacist like Pharmacist Huang, who had deep experience, Xiao Xian was just scratching the surface, but Zeng Xuerou vividly remembered the scene where Xiao Xian discussed the age of the medicinal materials.

"We need a large amount of unprocessed Pueraria Root with every root being at least three years old," when Xiao Xian put forward her demand, she particularly emphasized the three-year mark, according to her calculations, very old ones were too rare and it was a waste of money. If too young, it would affect the efficacy. All things considered, three years was the best age, but that’s under the condition that the store had the right herbs.

After listening, Pharmacist Huang took another deep look at Xiao Xian and Zeng Xuerou, pondering to himself as if there was something unspoken. As the oldest traditional medicine storefront in Beijing, even if the store did not have the stock, he could coordinate some with his colleagues.

These two young girls had been in the store for quite a while, looking serious and not joking, meaning they were indeed intending to buy. But the problem followed, they wanted to buy Pueraria Root? Pueraria Root was not a high-priced Chinese medicine; ordinary stores would not care so much about the age for non-expensive medicines. If they had asked for something expensive like ginseng, the chances of being misguided would have been much lower.

Even Pharmacist Huang himself might not be able to accurately identify it. Three-year-old Pueraria Root, not too old nor too young, and the price must also be moderate.

"We do have a batch of Pueraria Root in stock in our store, but I can’t guarantee the years, how about I take you to have a look first? We can look at both the expensive and inexpensive ones, and talk further if you find what you like," Pharmacist Huang insisted on fair trade when selling medicine. But he was also a businessman, and a businessman needs profit. That’s why he suggested Xiao Xian go into the warehouse to check for herself.

"Fine," Xiao Xian agreed without hesitation.

Just about to leave, a woman in her twenties, dressed in a fur coat, entered the drugstore, "Where are people? I have a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng here, come and give me an estimate."

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