Chapter 20: No Place for Use

After finishing their housework, Chen Qingqing and Chen Zhanshan rushed to Qingshui Town before it was too hot.

In the original owner's memory, Qingshui Town was not far from Nanshan Village, about ten miles away.

Although Nanshan Village is poor, Qingshui Town is prosperous and wealthy. There is a wharf there, similar to the service area on a modern highway.

Generally, merchants traveling from south to north would stop here to rest and disembark to replenish supplies.

Chen Zhancai is studying at the Kongfu Academy in Qingshui Town. When he makes money in the future, he will send his younger brother Chen Han to the academy. He is eight years old now, which is a good age for studying and cannot be delayed any longer.

Although the road was not far, Chen Qingqing was exhausted and out of breath.

In the past, she would stand for more than ten hours during a major operation, and occasionally there would be an emergency. This operation was just finished and it was connected to the emergency one, so she had no chance to breathe. But even so, she didn't feel tired.

Now, as I walked out of the village, I felt my legs were heavy and I couldn't walk anymore.

I can't help but sigh that the original owner's physical fitness is too poor. It seems that I need to exercise more in the future and practice the martial arts I learned in my previous life in my spare time, so as to strive for my physical fitness to be as good as before...

Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly. She had to make money to build a house, send her younger brother to school, and exercise.

The idea is very good, but the reality is very skinny.

Life is like a dream, let everything take its course!

After walking for about half an hour, Chen Qingqing's legs were numb. Finally, they arrived at Qingshui Town, which looked quite spectacular from a distance.

After entering the city gate, what comes into view are streets paved with bluestone slabs, rows of blue brick and tile houses, carved doors with wooden lattice windows, and the bustling passers-by on the streets, all of which demonstrate the prosperity of Qingshui Town.

Chen Zhanshan started to warn, "Qing girl, go to the restaurant to find your brother. I'll go to the dock to see if there's any work. Dad will come to find you there this afternoon. Don't run around, or you'll run into any bad guys."

"Dad, I know. Don't worry, just go ahead and don't do anything too tiring."

Chen Zhanshan forced a smile. These days, it was good enough to have a job. How could he dare to be picky?

"Okay, Dad knows." After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the dock.

Looking at Chen Zhanshan's receding figure, Chen Qingqing immediately retracted her smile. Her parents' expressions seemed relaxed, but she was not a sixteen-year-old child. She was a mature adult inside.

I have seen too much human warmth and coldness in my previous life, how could I not see the hidden thoughts in their eyes and the sadness in their brows?

Chen Qingqing was anxious. As a miserable reborn person, she could only rely on herself for everything.

She walked towards the street, planning to ask at a few clinics to see if she could find a job. At least earning some money would put her parents at ease.

Not far away, we saw a clinic called "Miaoshou Huichuntang".

Chen Qingqing was delighted and walked in.

In the pharmacy, a white-bearded doctor was taking a woman's pulse.

The waiter in the store saw a customer coming and hurried forward to greet her, "Miss, do you want to see a doctor or get medicine? Do you have the prescription with you?"

Chen Qingqing smiled politely, "Little Brother, I don't treat illnesses or prescribe medicine. I want to meet your boss. Would you mind introducing me?"

"The doctor in charge, Dr. Miao, is our boss. Once he finishes writing the prescription, you can go directly over."

"Thank you, little brother." Chen Qingqing moved to stand in front of Doctor Miao and saw that the doctor had finished taking her pulse.

"Doctor Miao, what's wrong with me? Why do I always feel chest tightness and no appetite recently?" The woman frowned, her expression very solemn.

"Madam, don't worry. Your chest tightness is caused by qi stagnation. I'll prescribe you some herbal remedies. Take them regularly for three days and you'll see results."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Doctor Miao is truly a miracle worker. To be honest, I did have a few arguments with my husband a couple of days ago, and I've been feeling chest tightness ever since."

"Please go over there, the waiter will get you some medicine."

The woman took the prescription, thanked him repeatedly, and got up to get the medicine.

After Doctor Miao finished his work, he looked up at Chen Qingqing and said, "Miss, you need to see a doctor. What's wrong with you?"

Chen Qingqing said respectfully, "Doctor Miao, I'm not here to see a doctor. To be honest, I'm also interested in medicine. I'd like to ask if you're hiring a doctor here?"

Doctor Miao was slightly stunned, then he stroked his beard and laughed heartily, "Little girl, I have been studying medicine since I was young, and I studied hard for more than twenty years before I dared to sit in the clinic and see patients. And you are so arrogant at such a young age."

The prescription written by Doctor Miao was rather sloppy, which was consistent with the doctor's handwriting, but Chen Qingqing could understand it. After all, she was quite accomplished in Chinese medicine.

She was neither anxious nor annoyed, and smiled calmly, "The prescription that Doctor Miao just wrote includes betel nut, tangerine peel, three-edged aconite, zedoary turmeric, magnolia bark, soapwort, costus root, and two ugly herbs. Grind them into fine powder. Take one qian each time, twice a day, with warm water.

This prescription is for opening the chest and relieving qi, dissipating stagnation, and treating qi stagnation, stomach pain, and bloating. Am I right?"

Doctor Miao was startled at first, then he stroked his beard and smiled, "You are quite interesting, but I'm sorry, I don't need anyone in my shop."

Although Chen Qingqing expected his words, she still felt a little disappointed. "Doctor Miao, since the shop is not short of staff, can you buy herbs?"

Doctor Miao raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Qingqing. He understood that she was a merchant selling medicinal herbs. He was almost frightened by her.

He knew that farmers had a hard time these days, but not many people knew about herbal medicine. If they could have enough food to eat, who would let a girl come out in public to sell medicinal herbs?

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled, "Ordinary herbs are not necessary, but if the young lady can gather ginseng, our store will take as many as you can."

"Thank you, Doctor Miao. If I can pick some, I will definitely sell them to you."

Chen Qingqing turned around and said goodbye. At this moment, she almost laughed. If ginseng was so easy to pick, anyone could make a fortune. However, if she was lucky, it was not impossible to dig it up.

After leaving the Miracle Rejuvenating Hall, she asked another pharmacy, and the answers were all the same: they had no shortage of doctors, nor did they buy any herbs, but ginseng was relatively scarce.

It seems that this way doesn't work. If I want to make money, I have to think of other ways.

She wandered around the streets and alleys of Qingshui Town. There were indeed not many medical clinics in ancient times, only two drug stores. This showed how scarce doctors were in ancient times.

If you open your own pharmacy, you will definitely make money.

But she had no capital and could only dream.

She sighed silently, thinking that all her medical skills were wasted and had no place to use them.

Forget it, let’s go to Qingfeng Restaurant to see Silly Brother!

Since I couldn't find any other way to make money, I had no choice but to venture into the mountains to dig ginseng...