It turns out that this cooling ointment is not a personal secret recipe, but an ancient recipe from medical books that anyone can replicate. It all depends on whether you have the ability.
Wu Jindi saw something was wrong and quickly shouted, "Impossible! Our cooling ointment is completely different from the ones sold outside. It's much more effective. Everyone in our village who has used it says so. It's obvious that you, Yuncaotang, stole our cooling ointment secret recipe." After saying that, Wu Jindi took out their own cooling ointment and said, "If you don't believe me, just look at it."
The old man also asked someone to bring out a jar of Yuncaotang cooling ointment and showed it to everyone.
Everyone gathered around to compare and found that the taste of the two cooling creams were indeed similar, but the cooling cream from Yuncaotang was obviously greener in color, the cream was finer in texture, and the smell was better.
The cooling ointment that Wu Jindi took out was obviously rough, and it was obvious that the person who made the ointment was not skilled enough.
"That doesn't mean anything. It does smell a bit similar, but it's quite different from the ones sold in hospitals."
Someone also asked Wu Jindi, "You keep saying that Yuncaotang stole your secret recipe. How did they do it? You're not locals, are you? I just heard you say you two have only been in Jingshi for a month, but you've been selling this cooling ointment for a long time, much longer than a month."
This question stumped Wu Jindi. She had no idea how Yuncaotang got the recipe.
Wu Jindi looked at Lu Dabao, and Lu Dabao didn't know how to answer. Both of them felt guilty.
Seeing the situation was not good, the woman hired by Wu Jindi was afraid that she would not get the money, so she quickly chimed in, "You should ask how Yuncaotang stole the secret recipe, why are you questioning the victim?"
Wu Jindi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and started a new round of pulling.
The commotion here was so big that someone even reported it to the police. The police came quickly to investigate the situation, but when they learned about this kind of thing, they didn't know what to do for a while. After all, each person had his own reasons, and there was no real evidence.
The police asked Wu Jindi, "Do you have any concrete evidence?"
Wu Jindi winked at Lu Dabao.
Lu Dabao understood and took out the original secret recipe hidden in his pocket.
The paper with the secret recipe looks very long. Before the recipe is even opened, everyone has already believed half of it.
"Would it be convenient for you to open it and take a look?" asked the police officer.
Lu Dabao was a little hesitant. This was a secret recipe worth three hundred yuan. What he had given to Jihetang before was just his handwritten version. He had never shown this original version to anyone.
Seeing Lu Dabao's petty look, the old man sneered, "I just said that the recipe for the cooling ointment is the same. The difference lies in the method of making it. If you don't believe me, I'll have someone bring the medical book to you."
The old man asked a clerk to go to his clinic and fetch a medical book. He turned to the page with the recipe for the cooling ointment and showed it not only to Lu Dabao but also to everyone else in the room. "Take a look at it, and then look at the recipe in his hand to see if there's any difference."
The police officers also came over to take a look. The ointment formula was not difficult to remember. As long as one could recognize the characters, one would remember it after reading it twice.
It doesn't mean that you can make medicine just by memorizing the ointment formula. Many pharmaceutical skills are passed down from generation to generation. Different people use the same formula to make medicine, and the efficacy of the medicine they make varies greatly. This is why Song Yunming, who is considered to be very good at making medicine, still wants to continue learning from Zhong Guochang.
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