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Chapter Twenty-Five Saves a Life

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    The next day, Xia Yu took his younger brother Xia Ziyu together, and the two went to the county together carrying the herbs that they had prepared the night before.

    Today I want to find a store that buys their medicinal materials for a long time.  I know that it is difficult to find such a store at this time, but it is not impossible, it depends on how you communicate with people.

    Today she brought herbs for dysentery and heatstroke, and some for coughs.  It was an ordinary weed, but after being processed by her, it turned into a very good-looking herb.

    Xia Ziyu was very worried along the way, and she didn't know what was going on with her sister. Why did she pull up weeds that pigs wouldn't eat at home and sell them? Was she crazy about money?  How much can you sell for just two baskets of herbs?

    ?It seems that today is going to be a waste of time, but seeing that both parents support it, it seems unreasonable for him not to support it.

    "Sister! Can these things you make really sell for money?"

    When Xia Ziyu asked this question for the sixteenth time, Xia Yu couldn't help being angry no matter how calm she was.

    "Can you shut up for me? Are you four years younger than me? Why are you so wordy? Can you just follow me if you can sell it? Xia Ziyu! Just ask again, see if I don't shut your mouth.  Sew it up."

    The words are very fierce, and the momentum is also very strong, but it is hard to say whether the herbal medicine can be sold.  After all, she doesn't have any rare things like ginseng and deer antler in her hand, just these broken herbs, who knows if she can sell them all at once.

    But one can't just worry, one has to try to know, right?

    People's luck is good, and everything goes smoothly.

    What I'm talking about is Xia Yu.

    I took my younger brother Xia Ziyu into a state-owned pharmacy, and just happened to meet the purchasing director of the pharmaceutical factory who wanted to purchase a batch of raw materials for making ten drops of water.  What is that? It's Xia Yu's back basket, the most perilla in their village.

    Xia Yu, who had seen many big scenes in her previous life, immediately squeezed over to chat with the director, and also showed him the things in the basket on her back.

    "This kind of thing is everywhere in our village. As long as you say how much you want, I will go back and organize people to pick it for you."

    Originally, the little girl ignored her, but he couldn't stand Xia Yu's stalking, and gave her a pulse for free, and told the director's symptoms, which surprised him.

    Feeling that this little girl is not an ordinary person, I believed her and reported the quantity, asking her to prepare what she wanted in three days.

    Fresh perilla costs 10 cents a catty, and costs 500 catties. After picking it, I take it directly to the pharmaceutical factory to find him.

    When it was over, he left a phone number and name for Xia Yu.

    Xia Ziyu watched the whole process, feeling like she was dreaming.  He didn't know what basil was, but my sister said that it was everywhere in the village, so the money was just for nothing.  A dime is a catty, ten catties is one yuan, a hundred catties is ten yuan, and five hundred catties is fifty yuan.

    They can easily earn fifty yuan?  Three days, three days they can earn fifty dollars?  Why does it feel so unreal?

    He quietly twisted his thigh with his hand, hiss!  pain!

    It's not a dream.

    it is true.

    His father can't earn that much after shaving his head for a year, and he still has debts until the New Year, and some of them still can't be paid back.  Unexpectedly, his sister made more money than his father in a year, and it only took three days.

    After the director of the pharmaceutical factory left, Xia Yu and his younger brother were about to leave when they saw an old man in his seventies walking in the door.  The old man was very weak and looked shaky. He couldn't even walk steadily. He finally threw himself over the counter and fainted on the ground before he could even speak.

    Many teller leaders who were frightened ran out one after another, watching in panic, not knowing what to do.  No one knew who the old man was, where he lived, or what he was doing in the pharmacy.

    Xia Yu, who put down the basket on her back, rushed to the old man's side, grabbed his hand to feel his pulse, and after a while, his face became more serious.

    To the staff of the pharmacy: "One of you, go and make a cup of warm water with sugar and salt. This uncle has dysentery and is dehydrated. He must replenish water immediately, otherwise his life will be in danger."

    People at this time were very simple, and an aunt in the pharmacy immediately responded.  When the water was soaked, I handed it to Xia Yu, and she poured it for the old man.

    It's a pity that there are no silver needles, otherwise she would give a few needles casually, and the old man would not be unconscious.

    After pouring the water, Xia Yu pressed acupoints on the old man's head, neck, arms, and palms. After about ten minutes, the old man woke up leisurely.

    "Grandpa! Have you been suffering from dysentery for a few days? Your stomach is very bad, so don't eat watermelon." Xia Yu took the old man's pulse again, "You usually have a weak spleen and stomach! And rheumatism is also very serious.?The knee joint hurts when it sees the wind!  "

    She said it so calmly, as if she was chatting with an old man: "From now on, you should eat less starchy things, and watermelons. Your dysentery is not difficult to cure. If you believe me, I will give you  A handful of herbal medicine, boil it at home, and drink it for three to five days. It happens that I have it in the basket on my back, and I won¡¯t charge you, lest you think I¡¯m a liar.¡±

    The old man said nothing, but just looked at Xia Yu fixedly.  The little girl basically told all about her symptoms, and even knew that eating watermelon caused stomach discomfort, so why not believe it?

    This little girl is kind-hearted, kind and gentle, and she is a good child at first glance.

    Has he not vented the flood for several days?  I also know that eating watermelon has ruined it, but sometimes people get greedy when they are old, and they can't control their mouths.  It wasn't so serious in previous years. I don't know what happened this year. I couldn't stop it at the beginning. I stretched it several times a day, and my legs became weak.

    When the people in the state-run pharmacy heard that the little girl's herbal medicine was so effective, and saw that her behavior was full of traditional Chinese medicine, they all felt that the little girl was trustworthy.  He told all about the symptoms of the purchasing director of the pharmaceutical factory before, and now he cured the fainted old man. He is not a liar, he should be a hidden herbalist.

    ? After asking how to take the medicine for treating dysentery, I wanted to prepare a copy for my family members, just in case I got it, it would be easy to use.  But don't wait until everyone is dehydrated to realize it, it's too dangerous.

    "Little girl! I want this medicine no matter how it is sold."

    "Give me a handful. It's hot, so it won't hurt to have some ready."

    "Yes, yes, my mother is getting old, so I have to get some for her."

    Xia Yu is in trouble. This herbal medicine is intended to be sold to pharmacies, but she does not intend to sell it to individuals.

    "Uncle and aunt! The herbs are all picked by myself, so you can just watch and give them to me!"

    To be honest, she really didn't know how much to charge.  The people here are all working in the pharmacy, and they should know it in their hearts, and they will definitely not give her less.

    In order not to raise the price by myself, people will scold her in their hearts.

    "I see that your herbal medicine is neatly organized and processed well. How about giving you fifty cents a handful?" The one who spoke was the aunt who had just gone to soak in sugar water.

    "Huh?" Xia Ziyu made a discordant voice when she heard the words, Wumao?  Is it too much?

    "What? Too little? How about adding it to your six cents?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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