Chapter 283

"When it comes to the fact that we know each other, we have to talk about one person." Mr. Xiong twisted his beard, and then he called out a name with one voice: "Xu Hai, general of the sea."

Song Xijiao blinked her eyes in surprise. It turned out that the general of the sea was surnamed Xu. She thought her surname was Hai.

Mr. Xiong continued: "general Haida is the younger brother of Xu Guifei. He is young and ambitious. The small families in the border are basically dressed up by him. At that time, the one who always followed the general was me and the other was him. "

Hao Lang nodded and said, "I followed the general at that time. I was a military doctor. Later, I was injured on the battlefield, so it was not convenient for me to continue to move and gallop with the general. The general sent me to the capital. After I recovered, I was recommended by Princess Xu Guifei and general Haida and went into the palace to become a royal doctor. "

They don't have to say that song Xijiao knows the rest.

Later, when Xu Guifei was poisoned in her bed, Hao Langzhong could not detect it. Seeing Xu Guifei pass away, he left the Imperial Palace and returned to Jinzhou City. She lived in the suburbs and was isolated from the world.

After general Hai was killed by spies in the army, Mr. Xiong also came to Jinzhou City and chose another mountain to live in seclusion.

But I didn't expect that these two people were met by themselves. In this way, she and the general of the sea are also predestined.

The two old men had not seen each other for a long time. They had a lot to say, but some people were not used to it. Song Xijiao, Qingmao and Wu Er Ge withdrew together.

Song Xijiao took the opportunity to take the moss to sell medicine to make pills. Wu Er elder brother had nothing to do, so he simply practiced martial arts under the peach tree in the backyard.

"Elder martial brother, I want to make more pills and sell them at a low price in the drugstore. What do you think? Those poor people, who are ill, can't afford a doctor. They don't know what medicine to take. With this pill, at least they will be infected with cold again, which will not kill them

When moss heard the speech, she sighed: "younger martial sister, you are kind-hearted, but master didn't remind you that you should not only prescribe the right medicine to the case, but also prescribe medicine to people. Even if your medicine is useful to most people, if one or two of them are taken and something goes wrong, you can jump into the Yellow River and you can't wash it

"I know that, so I carefully selected the ingredients and replaced them with mild ones to ensure that there will not be any medicine that can cause discomfort to others."

Moss see her insist, no matter what he said is useless, can only helplessly shake his head.

Song Xijiao has always been a person who would do it immediately when she said so. At noon that day, she made more than 120 bottles of pills with Lichao. With the vials, the cost of each pill is about two dollars. The drugstore adds a knife, and song Xijiao makes a knife herself, which is a bottle of four dollars. Even the poor people can afford such a price even if they live frugally.

As for the name of the medicine, simply played the simplest "wind cold medicine", lest those people do not know the role.

Originally, it was just out of a kind heart and a little work. Song Xijiao did it and didn't take it to heart.

As a result, after only three or five days of Kung Fu, the names of "fenghan Shenyao" and "Miss Song Shenyao" gradually became famous in Jinzhou City. Only because this medicine is aimed at improving people's immunity, it can not only treat the wind and cold, but also has marvelous effects on many serious and minor diseases caused by the decline of immunity.

Even Hu que bought two bottles and gave them to the sheriff. If the drugstore had not been out of stock, he would have bought more bottles for his grandfather. It's just that the drugs are out of stock, and others can't buy them, but he has a lot of ways. For example, come directly to song Xijiao.

"It's medicine that's toxic. What do you want so much for? You can't eat it as a meal." Song Xijiao laughs when she hears the lion's big mouth and asks her for ten bottles.

Hu que said: "your medicine is more nourishing than those ginseng and deer antler! My father used to cough a lot. No matter which doctor looked at it, he didn't cough after taking your medicine! It's strange, you say

"Often cough, that is chronic pharyngitis, it is useless to take medicine alone, but also to abstain from alcohol, do not eat spicy, stimulating food, enhance physical fitness, improve immunity, in order to effectively prevent and treat recurrent respiratory tract infection."

Hu que listen to a Leng a Leng, what pharyngitis, what respiratory tract, how he can not understand a sentence? However, song Xijiao often said something that made him confused. She was used to it and asked, "can it be cured?"

Song Xijiao shook her head helplessly, not to mention this era, even after thousands of years, this disease is also a very difficult disease to cure. It can only be restrained and slowed down, and it is difficult to eradicate it.

"However, it's really useful to take some of my pills for this disease, but remember, don't take more. You can only take one bottle a month at most. Otherwise, it will be counterproductive if you take some of my pills."

Song Xijiao opened the wooden cabinet and took two bottles to him.

Hu que took the two bottles of medicine, and with a happy smile, he said, "do you know what you are called outside now?"

"Doctor of Song Dynasty." Song Xijiao had no choice but to smile, and the guys told her, because many people took her medicine and had a long time of illness. After a few days, they naturally recovered. As a result, many people regard this medicine as a panacea. This is also the reason why song Xijiao decided not to be in the second batch in a short time.She is really afraid that these ignorant people will take this medicine as food!

Moreover, things quickly changed.

Although she no longer supplements the source of medicine, the number of people who go to the drugstore to ask for medicine every day is still countless, almost breaking the threshold of the drugstore. Some people even began to pay a high price to change hands, but within a few days, four dollars a bottle of small medicine was fried to 60 dollars a bottle.

When song Xijiao learned about it, she had to make another batch. However, this batch was very cautious and only made 50 bottles. Who knows that 50 bottles have just been put in the drugstore, they were robbed.

It is not the people who need the medicine but the drug dealers who want to resell the medicine to earn a high price difference. Song Xijiao had no way to deal with it.

Because even if she sold the medicine to the poor people in the bamboo paper farm, those drug dealers would also hire the poor people to buy them. As the saying goes, the road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. She can't compete with people who live on this business all day long.

So, song Xijiao thought about it. Instead of selling medicine, she found a sunny day and asked her staff to put the prescription on the wall in the form of a notice and gave it to everyone for free.

Now the poor can make their own pills according to the medicine on the prescription. Although it's more difficult, it's cheaper, and the drug dealers can't afford to pay high prices with strange goods.

Poor only poor song Xijiao a person, painstakingly developed the prescription, a knife money can't earn, so give out in vain.

As a businessman, it's really painful!

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