Yingtan, the station.
Gu Yu and Xiao Zhai came out carrying two large wooden boxes, which attracted the attention of passers-by. These two boxes are boxy, rough in appearance and weird in appearance, and even the handles are new.
Inside are medicinal materials for alchemy.
Two prescriptions, a total of 34 kinds of medicine, they each prepared seven copies, which is within their ability. Alchemy is a big job, strength, technology, and luck are all indispensable, if you are not careful, you will have to overthrow it and start over, so the success rate of alchemy has never been high.
They didn't hold out much hope, seven medicines, one success is not bad.
Yingtan is a small city, there is nothing to see, so we have to take a taxi to Longhu Mountain after leaving the station. Xiao Zhai got into the car first, and Gu Yu was about to take a step when he paused suddenly, only to hear a loud slogan not far away:
"New Fenghan Ganmao Granules, brand new on the market, produced by Emei Pharmaceutical Factory, one dose is effective, one dose is effective!"
Um
The two of them looked at each other, and the word Emei Pharmaceutical immediately stirred up nerves.
"I gonna go see!"
Gu Yu immediately turned around, ran to the pharmacy across the street, opened the door and said, "Take a box of cold pills."
"Do you want to get medical insurance?" the clerk asked.
"Uh, cash."
He was sweating, feeling a little ashamed for no reason.
It is said that pharmacies have a hidden rule, cheap and easy-to-use medicines must be included in it. Expensive and ordinary medicines are mostly displayed on the bright side.
As soon as the clerk reached out, he took out a box of medicine from the counter. Gu Yu took a look. The packaging was ordinary, but the name of the factory was conspicuous. The formula read: ephedra, kudzu root, perilla leaf, windproof, osmanthus twig, angelica dahurica, tangerine peel, bitter almond...
Efficacy: relieve sweating, expel wind and cold, used for cold, fever, headache, cough, etc.
6 bags, orally, 1 bag at a time.
"Hey, how many times do you eat this a day?" He asked.
"As long as you don't have a bad cold, you can basically eat a bag." The clerk said.
"I had a cold a few days ago, so I ate it well, and I washed a bag of it!"
At this time, the aunt next to her had the potential to be a trustee, and interjected: "This medicine is very effective, so you can buy it with confidence."
"Uh, thanks."
Gu Yu was sore, and asked again: "Does Emei Pharmaceutical have any other products?"
"..."
The clerk gave him a strange look, and said, "There are two more, Dieda Zhitong Ointment and Sangju Drink."
"One box each."
A few minutes later, he went out with three boxes of medicine and got into a taxi. The vehicle started, left the station, and went straight to Longhu Mountain 20 kilometers away.
Xiao Zhai slumped on the seat, his head was resting on his boyfriend's thigh, his two long legs were curled up awkwardly, and he felt a little bit awkward with no place to rest his feet.
She fiddled with the medicine box and checked it carefully. The three medicines were all relatively common ingredients, and the formulas were also very moderate.
They haven't found it in Baicheng yet, so they're not sure if it exists in the north, but one thing is certain: this should be a product developed by the government and may be promoted to the whole society.
"It's not that bad, it's finally turning to livelihood projects."
Xiao Zhai manually liked it and asked, "Hey, how much did you spend?"
"Here!"
He handed over the receipt.
She took a look and was a little surprised. Different manufacturers of the same type of medicine often have different prices. For example, Tongrentang’s cold granule is 13.5, Baiyunshan’s is 11, and the corrected one is 25.
But this Emei factory costs 36 yuan.
There is also Dieda Zhitong Ointment, Baiyun Mountain’s is 36.5, Diannan Baiyao’s is 19.5, and this one costs 58. Plus the 32 yuan Sangju drink, a total of 126 yuan was spent.
In terms of commonly used medicines, it is indeed more expensive, but I thought about it again. If it is really as effective as advertised, would you rather buy a box of 999 Ganmao Ling, which may not be good after eating, or would you rather spend a little more and buy a box of Emei products
Especially now, most urban residents have medical insurance, which basically does not pose any pressure.
"..."
Gu Yu simply waved his hand, imposed a restraint, and said: "Wang Qi is right, it really is a big move, it's a big move!"
"Heh, it's a cold medicine now. If you don't have it in the future, there will be Qi Buqi Powder, Energizing Capsules, and Life Renewing Ointment. After two or three generations, the overall physical fitness of the people will improve. Tsk, it is indeed very visionary and very profitable." Xiao Zhai said.
"No matter who is in that position, they will think about their own family. Let's say it negatively, as long as in the process of benefiting, the food is not so ugly, and people's livelihood can be taken into account, it is actually pretty good." Gu Yu said.
Are these three new drugs good for the common people? have!
Can the top dignitaries controlled behind the scenes make money? More!
In most countries, this is already a very conscientious result.
The two were whispering, their lips were moving all the time, but no sound came out. The driver master drove for a while, and seemed to notice it, so he glanced at the rearview mirror.
Gu Yu felt it himself, and wanted to keep silent, but Xiao Zhai put his arms around his neck, lowered his head abruptly, and began to smack his lips with his tongue.
have to!
When the master saw it, he could only sigh secretly.
…
"What a fairy family atmosphere!"
Gu Yu carried the suitcase, looked up at the three vermilion lacquered doors, and sighed insincerely.
"Hey, it's too fake!" Xiao Zhaite disliked it.
"When you come to the ancestral court of other people's sects, don't you have to say that?" He took it for granted.
Tianshi Mansion is also a scenic spot now, but today there are no tourists. The three vermilion doors are closed on the left and right, and the middle door is wide open. It is obvious that it has been prepared for a long time.
"Are you Layman Gu and Layman Jiang?" A well-known guest stepped forward to salute.
"That's right, I'm here to pay a visit to Heavenly Master Zhang." Gu Yu returned the salute.
"The master is waiting in the inner palace, please follow me."
Saying that, Zhike led them into the courtyard, first turned to the dormitory to settle their luggage, and then arrived at the third gate.
The three gates are the private buildings of the Tianshi Mansion. When you enter the gate, you will first see the courtyard wall, and after passing through the courtyard wall, you will find the Tianshi Hall, which is composed of three halls. The front is the hall, the middle is the living room, and the back is the inner house.
Zhang Jintong sat cross-legged on the inner couch.
This man was nearly sixty years old, his complexion was withered and yellow, he seemed not very energetic, and he looked quite depressed. He was wearing an ordinary blue cloth coat, and seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
Speaking of Sihan Tianshi Mansion, it is a pile of bad debts.
After Xia Guo established the dynasty, he suppressed religious forces, regardless of Buddhism and Taoism. The 63rd generation of celestial masters could not bear the pressure and lived overseas, so that there was no celestial master in the mainland for a time.
The old Tianshi has a nephew who set up an altar overseas and claims to be the 64th generation.
Zhang Jintong was originally a relative, the grandson of the old heavenly master. Later, when the government allowed him to preach, he was supported and changed his surname. And that Zhang Miaoxian is a descendant of the Zhang family who is serious about the Eight Classics, and is the grandson of the younger brother of the old master.
As a result, he was squeezed out to the Xishan Longevity Palace, where he became an idle host.
Therefore, Zhang Jintong is a monk halfway, his status has always been difficult to convince the public, and there are rumors of slander from time to time. However, his contribution to Longhu Mountain is not small, restoring ancient temples, carrying forward the orthodoxy, and cultivating a direct successor like Zhang Shouyang.
"Master? Master?"
The Taoist knower came in and called several times before Zhang Jintong opened his eyes and said, "Oh, the guest is here?"
"It's here, it's in the living room."
"Well, you go down, I'll entertain."
He drove his disciples out, adjusted his clothes first, and then walked into the living room. I saw a man and a woman sitting and drinking tea, and what they were serving was extraordinary, elegant and dusty.