Chapter 11 What kind of silver needles does a veterinarian need?
Upon hearing this, the servant beside the young man secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and immediately explained with a smile, "Madam, what our young master means is that our Tongji Pharmacy offers absolutely high-quality products at reasonable prices, and we won't overcharge you. This wound medicine is made with carefully selected ingredients; the musk and borneol are hard to come by, and the annual production is very limited. The same quality wound medicine sells for one and a half taels of silver at the Renhe Medical Clinic next door. If you buy it, you definitely won't lose out."
The handsome young man pursed his lips, as if he had thought of something. He put down the fat worm, looked up and sized up Jiang Nuanzhi, then came out from behind the counter and whispered with a wink, "Auntie, is this medicine expensive? Can't you afford it?"
"Look, I have a compromise. A couple of days ago I had a cough, and my mother gave me a bottle of wound medicine. I only used it once. I'll sell you this bottle of wound medicine for only five hundred coins, consider it making friends with you. What do you say?"
Jiang Nuanzhi's head buzzed. Watching the boy's mouth open and close, the phrase "Auntie, Auntie" kept playing on repeat in her mind.
Who are you calling "auntie"?
Even though Jiang Nuanzhi was already thirty years old before she transmigrated into the book, she took good care of herself, so children rarely called her "auntie" and most of them called her "sister".
Now that she's transmigrated into the book, the original owner is only 15 years old. Although she's a bit chubby, the boy looks like he's older than 15, right? How dare he call her "auntie"? Has he never been beaten up before?
The handsome young man shrugged and grinned mischievously: "Are there any other middle-aged women here?"
Jiang Nuanzhi took a deep breath and suddenly smiled kindly: "Alright, you really are my good nephew. It's a pity that five hundred coins is too expensive, I can't buy your medicine, my good nephew."
Upon hearing the term "good nephew," the boy's smile cracked into a painful grin: "Hey! You're taking advantage of me!"
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "Yes, that's right."
Jiang Nuanzhi patted her fist reassuringly, repeatedly reminding herself that this was this kid's territory and she absolutely could not fight.
The main reason was that she couldn't afford to pay the fine.
The servant boy ran up and grabbed his young master, saying pitifully, "My little darling, the master is seeing patients at the clinic right next door. You should be a little more careful! If the master finds out that you sold this used wound medicine to customers, he'll probably punish you again. Your face isn't even healed yet."
"I'm afraid of him!" The boy immediately stiffened his neck and glared fiercely at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Hey, even if you want to buy it now, I won't sell it to you. Even if you beg me, it won't help."
Jiang Nuanzhi spread his hands and looked at the servant with a smile, saying, "Young man, please help me pack five qian of tea, five qian of rosin, three qian of musk, five qian of frankincense, five qian of camphor, five qian of myrrh, two qian of dragon's blood, and eight qian of beeswax."
This kid's being stubborn, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't be bothered with him.
Indeed, at that time, wound medicine was not intended for poor families.
If a child from an ordinary family gets a cut or scratch, they can simply sprinkle some wood ash on it and tie it up with a strip of cloth.
In the end, it all comes down to her not having any money.
The servant was surprised to hear this: "Is your wife a pharmacist?"
Having frequented clinics and pharmacies for many years, he naturally knew that the medicine this woman bought was for preparing wound medicine.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "I'm a veterinarian and I know some herbs, but I can't be considered a pharmacist."
The boy couldn't help but sneer, "Hey, don't say I didn't warn you. Medicine isn't so easy to make. You're treating beasts, you've got some nerve."
The servant chimed in, "Madam, what the young master said may be hard to hear, but it makes sense. If you mix it yourself, you might not be able to control the dosage properly, and you could end up wasting medicine and money, which would be a loss. It would be more cost-effective for you to just buy a whole bottle."
Jiang Nuanzhi knew the servant meant well, and smiled, "What you say is true, but I don't have much money left, and besides, one bottle is really not enough. Weigh the herbs for me first."
The servant responded and quickly went to wrap the medicine.
The young master, on the other hand, angrily tilted his head back and glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi every now and then.
Seeing that Jiang Nuanzhi's gaze fell on the silver needle case placed on the counter, she crossed her arms and said, "Don't look at it, you can't afford this, a set costs ten taels of silver."
Jiang Nuanzhi clicked her tongue in amazement: "It's really expensive. It must be a good product."
The young master immediately became smug: "Of course, our family's is different from others. It has all nine needles, and twenty-seven commonly used acupuncture needles. It's more than enough for common illnesses. My father specially ordered this. I wouldn't give it to him if I wanted it."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded to herself: "Really good."
Unfortunately, she couldn't afford it.
The servant smiled and said, "If you want to buy it, madam, it only costs eight taels. Our master said that those who can perform acupuncture are destined for the medical profession, and our Lü family is willing to help them achieve that destiny, so we can waive two taels of silver."
The young master rolled his eyes again: "Ah Yong, are you bored? Why would a veterinarian need silver needles?"
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes: "Yes, yes, you're right."
Turning to Ah Yong with a smile, he said, "Brother, do you buy medicinal herbs here? It looks like it should be time to harvest the dandelion flowers in a few days."
Ah Yong laughed and said, "Viola yedoensis is worthless. Poor people mostly pick it to exchange for money. Washed and dried Viola yedoensis is only worth one or two taels of silver, not worth much. However, if you happen to find wild ginseng, red ginseng, or grass ginseng in the mountains, you can bring them to our shop. There are plenty of Schisandra chinensis, Rehmannia glutinosa, and Gentiana scabra in the mountains of our Gu Kui City. When the season comes, ordinary people often come to sell them. If you recognize them, you can pick them to exchange for silver. The price is much higher than Viola yedoensis."
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at the smiling, simple-minded A Yong and couldn't help but smile as well: "Thank you, brother. Thanks to you for telling me the truth, it saved me a lot of trouble. You are a good person and will surely be blessed in the future."
Jiang Nuanzhi knew that making money by collecting and selling herbs was no longer an option.
The Great Wilderness is much colder than Shengjing. In March, the snow has barely melted, and the grass is just beginning to sprout green. Even in the height of summer, easily harvested medicinal herbs like violet flowers are unlikely to fetch high prices. Even if other herbs are more expensive, the income is too unstable. If one wants to make money, one will probably have to find other ways.
Ah Yong quickly waved his hand, "My lady is magnanimous; it's good that you don't hold it against my young master. He just has a sharp tongue, but he's actually kind-hearted and sincere."
The young master next to him immediately bristled: "Hey! Do you think I don't exist? Huh? Haven't you ever seen me lose my temper before? Huh?"
"Lu Shizhu! You bastard! I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Suddenly hearing such a loud shout, the young master, who had just been bristling with anger, instantly covered his head and, in the blink of an eye, scurried into the large cabinet under the counter, his movements so practiced they were astonishing.
Jiang Nuanzhi turned her head in a daze and saw the Lü family's physician, who had just been dignified and composed at the clinic, now bursting into the pharmacy with his eyes wide with anger, wielding a large stick. Two burly men followed behind him.
"Where's that bastard Lü Shizhu? Get out here and explain yourself!"
He glanced around but didn't see anyone, so he went straight to the counter and soon dragged the young master out by the ear.
"Dad! My dear Dad, let go! Ouch! It hurts!"
"You better explain yourself clearly, did you send Ah Zhong to the neighboring Sanjiazi village to castrate pigs for the Qian brothers?"
Jiang Nuanzhi originally wanted to stay away from trouble, but when she heard that they were going to castrate pigs, she immediately stopped in her tracks.
She knows how to castrate pigs!
(End of this chapter)
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