Upon arriving at the town gate of Shanshui, we found that there weren't many refugees there, but many more soldiers had been added to guard the gate. Refugees were not allowed to pass through the gate, but the surrounding villagers were.
As long as they presented their documents and household registration certificates, they could pass through. The villagers of Yegou Village entered the town relatively smoothly. In fact, they didn't have much to buy; they mainly bought some salt, and those with money bought some rice and flour.
Zhao Guihua and Zhou Laoda went straight to the pharmacy. There were only three pharmacies in Shanshui Town. They went to two of them, but both said they wouldn't accept the medicines. The reason was that the pharmacies had fixed suppliers of medicinal herbs and generally wouldn't accept the small amount from farmers.
Unless it is a particularly rare and precious medicinal herb, such as wild ginseng, he shou wu, or wild ling zhi.
"What should we do? If we can't sell them, will Xingxing cry?" Zhao Guihua now knows that the flowers in the basket are honeysuckle, and they can indeed be sold for money.
The problem is that the pharmacies won't accept it, because they all have fixed suppliers and generally don't accept herbs from individual farmers, saying it would break the rules.
"There's another pharmacy, let's ask there," said Old Zhou, wiping the sweat from his brow.
The first two pharmacies were unwilling to take it, and this last one is the largest in town, so it's probably even less willing to take it. But there's no other way at the moment, so we can only give it a try.
The two arrived at the last pharmacy with trepidation. This pharmacy was usually avoided by poor people and only frequented by wealthy families.
There's no other reason than that the medicines at this pharmacy are ridiculously expensive. I've heard that the doctor is highly skilled, but his consultation fees are outrageously high, making it unaffordable for most people.
As soon as he entered the pharmacy, he was sure that the people inside were dressed in unusual clothes. Zhou Laoda had an urge to run away, but his wife was there, so he didn't dare to leave.
"Doctor, I... I want to ask you something." Zhao Guihua spoke nervously, her words barely coherent.
The young apprentice glanced at them indifferently, quickly sizing them up from head to toe. He recognized them by their eyes; they were two penniless wretches. But since they had come all this way, he guessed they had some kind of intractable disease that hadn't been treated elsewhere, so they had come here.
He pointed to the inner room and said, "Go there and wait in line for your doctor's appointment."
"We didn't come here for treatment. We brought some medicinal herbs. Can you tell me how much they're worth?" Zhao Guihua asked with a fawning smile.
The young apprentice's impatience flashed through his mind, and his tone was not very good, "We won't accept it, take it away quickly."
"Cough cough cough... Doctor, you said I ate too much fried food and got a sore throat?" Suddenly a hoarse cough came from the inner room. The person said in a hoarse voice, "Do I have to take medicine again? The medicine is too bitter. It's torture to take it every day."
"I can't change this habit. I just love fried food. It tastes so good. I don't like anything else. Doctor, can you think of a way for me to eat delicious fried food without having to drink bitter medicine? Money is not a problem. Just give me a suggestion."
Before long, the doctor's aged voice came, "It's not necessarily necessary to decoct medicine and drink it. You can also brew some herbal teas. For example, honeysuckle with honey can effectively relieve sore throat, and chrysanthemum can clear the liver and improve eyesight..."
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