"My father's leg couldn't be delayed, so I hurried here," Jiang Tuantuan said with a sigh.
Miss Jiang, don't worry, come with me.
When I arrived at the door of the clinic, I saw three big words "Tongji Hall" written on the plaque. There was a constant stream of people coming to see the doctor. Two apprentices were hurriedly grabbing medicine. The business was very good.
Su Qingming led Jiang Tuantuan and his group into the backyard. The yard was filled with the aroma of medicine. There were several rows of shelves with herbs drying on them.
Sitting in the middle of the yard was an old man with a white beard and wearing a gray-white linen robe. He was carefully rubbing the ointment in his hand.
"Dad, this is Miss Jiang I mentioned to you yesterday. She brought my father to see the doctor."
Old Doctor Su raised his head and smiled gently at Jiang Tuantuan. Although his face was full of wrinkles, he looked kind and benevolent, especially his eyes, which were very bright.
"Come here with me, girl."
When they arrived at the inner room, the furnishings inside were very simple, with a bed, a table, and two stools. Everyone helped Jiang Dafeng onto the bed, and Doctor Su touched his broken leg.
He stroked his beard and said calmly, "The bone is dislocated. It's not particularly serious, but the process of straightening it is very painful. You must endure it."
Su Qingming took a clean towel and asked Jiang Dafeng to bite it, while Jiang Tuantuan and Feng Xiaoli held Jiang Dafeng's body to prevent him from moving.
Su Qingming stretched and pulled his calf with all his strength, and Doctor Su pressed the joints, twisting and rotating them to restore the dislocated bones to their original shape.
Jiang Dafeng was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his forehead, his hands were twitching, and he almost fainted several times.
Every time this happened, Doctor Su would pull out one hand and quickly prick the philtrum, forcing the man to wake up from the pain.
Feng Xiaoli's tears of heartache welled up unconsciously. Jiang Tuantuan secretly thought in her heart, if there were anesthetics in ancient times, she wouldn't have to suffer so much.
After the bones were straightened, Doctor Su asked Su Qingming to take out the ointment he had just rubbed and apply it to the swollen part of the leg. The ointment was made from herbs such as Liushenhua and Wubai, and had the effects of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. After applying the ointment and clamping the bamboo board, it was finally done.
Jiang Dafeng looked at Doctor Su with great gratitude, "Thank you very much for your treatment, otherwise my leg would be useless."
Doctor Su shook his head gently. "This is what a doctor should do. And my son would like to thank my lover for his medical treatment back then. He should stay here for the next three days as a token of his gratitude for your help."
Jiang Dafeng fell into a deep sleep after drinking the medicine.
As they walked outside, Doctor Su couldn't wait to ask Xiang Jiangtuantuan, "The girl said that the red fruit is called persimmon, which is not poisonous, but eating too much can cause diarrhea, right?"
"Yes, this fruit is very delicious. It can be made into persimmon cakes after being dried. Persimmon cakes have the effect of clearing away heat."
"I never thought that even at my age, I still know less than girls. I'm so ashamed, so ashamed!"
Afterwards, Dr. Su pulled Jiang Tuantuan aside and asked him about knowledge such as disinfection. Jiang Tuantuan had no choice but to tell him everything he knew, which drew Dr. Su's praise.
Jiang Tuantuan scratched his head awkwardly. "There's a large field of persimmons on the hill behind my house. Can I ask your father to help sell some?"
Doctor Su agreed without thinking, "Let my son help the girl," and then he walked away, stroking his beard and smiling.
Su Qingming picked up the persimmons from the ox cart and was about to walk out when Jiang Tuantuan grabbed his arm. Su Qingming was stunned. It was really interesting how this girl could be so bold.
Jiang Tuantuan loosened his grip. "If you want to sell something, you should make a plan first. How can you just sell it straight away?"
Su Qingming immediately became interested.
We need to come up with a sales plan. First, we need to promote persimmons, letting everyone know that they are delicious and non-toxic. Second, we need to create the illusion that there are only a limited number of persimmons available, so as to pique people's curiosity. Finally, there's the issue of location. We must choose a place with a high foot traffic."
Just prepare a gong and drum, a large piece of paper and a pen.
Jiang Tuantuan immediately started preparing and Su Qingming was stunned. He admired her execution ability very much.
Su Qingming took Jiang Tuantuan to walk around the front street. It was a very prosperous place where wealthy children usually went shopping, had fun, traveled for business, and stayed in hotels. Tongji Hall was also on this street.
Jiang Tuantuan finally chose to set up a stall in the open space next to Tongji Hall.
It was written on the paper that this was the only county in Fujiang, and Su Qingming started beating the gongs and drums again.
Su Qingming is a doctor, but he has become a waiter here to serve customers. He is not used to it, but seeing Jiang Tuantuan's serious look, he can't help but want to help her.
Soon, people walking on the street were attracted to the scene. Jiang Tuantuan said loudly: "Sweet persimmons, 30 wen per pound. We only have this one basket today, and it will be gone once it sells out!"
No one had ever seen this kind of fruit before, and 30 cents was not cheap. What if it didn't taste good? So no one dared to buy it.
Jiang Tuantuan had anticipated this, so he simply broke open a persimmon and gave it to the people around him to taste.
A brave young man in his twenties stepped forward and became the first person to try something new.
The young man took a small bite and savored it carefully in his mouth. In an instant, his eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face. Then he ate half of the persimmon in big mouthfuls.
Everyone asked curiously: "What does it taste like? Is it delicious?"
The man nodded his head like a rattle, "It's very delicious, sweet and soft. It's the sweetest fruit I have ever eaten in my life."
The others also came forward to taste it, and soon four or five persimmons were given.
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