After finishing their housework, Chen Qingqing and Chen Zhanshan headed towards Qingshui Town while it was still cool.
In the original owner's memory, Qingshui Town was not far from Nanshan Village, about ten miles away.
Although Nanshan Village was poor, Qingshui Town was prosperous and affluent, with a wharf that resembled a service area on a modern highway.
Merchants traveling from the north and south would usually stop here to rest and replenish their supplies.
Chen Zhancai is studying at the Confucius Academy in Qingshui Town. When he earns money in the future, he will also send his younger brother Chen Han to the academy. He is already eight years old, which is the perfect age for him to study. He cannot be delayed any longer.
Although the road wasn't far, Chen Qingqing was already panting heavily from exhaustion.
In the past, she would stand for more than ten hours during a major surgery. Occasionally, there would be emergency cases. As soon as one surgery ended, she would be immediately connected with an emergency case. There was no chance to catch her breath. But even so, she did not feel tired.
Now, having just left the village, my legs feel heavy and I can barely walk anymore.
I can't help but lament how poor the original owner's physical condition was. It seems I need to increase my exercise and practice the martial arts I learned in my spare time in my previous life, striving to regain my former physical fitness...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. One moment she had to earn money to build a house, the next she had to send her younger brother to school, and she also had to exercise.
The idea was very ambitious, but the reality was quite harsh.
Life is like a dream, let everything take its natural course!
After walking for about half an hour, Chen Qingqing's legs were numb. Finally, they arrived at Qingshui Town, which looked quite magnificent from a distance.
Upon entering the city gate, one is greeted by streets paved with bluestone slabs, rows of houses with blue bricks and tiles, carved doors with wooden lattice windows, and bustling pedestrians, all of which demonstrate the prosperity of Qingshui Town.
Chen Zhanshan instructed, "Qing'er, go to the restaurant to find your older brother. I'll go to the docks to see if there's any work. I'll come find you there this afternoon. Don't wander off, lest you run into bad people."
"Dad, I know, don't worry, just don't do any strenuous work."
Chen Zhanshan forced a smile. These days, it's good enough to have work at all; how could he dare to be picky?
"Okay, Father knows." After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the dock.
Watching Chen Zhanshan's departing figure, Chen Qingqing immediately wiped the smile off her face. Her parents' expressions seemed relaxed, but she wasn't a sixteen-year-old child; she was a mature adult inside.
Having witnessed too much of the coldness and warmth of human relationships in my past life, how could I not see the hidden thoughts in their eyes and the worries on their brows?
Chen Qingqing was anxious; as a reborn person facing a miserable fate, she had to rely on herself for everything.
She walked into the street, intending to ask around at a few clinics to see if she could find a job, so that she could at least earn some money and put her parents' minds at ease.
Not far away, I saw a clinic called "Miaoshou Huichuntang".
Chen Qingqing was overjoyed and stepped inside.
Inside the pharmacy, a doctor with a white beard was taking a woman's pulse.
The shop assistant saw a customer arrive and hurried over to greet her, "Miss, are you here for a medical consultation or to pick up medicine? Do you have a prescription with you?"
Chen Qingqing smiled politely, "Brother, I don't need medical treatment or medicine. I'd like to meet your boss. Could you please introduce me?"
"The doctor who's seeing patients there is our boss. Just go there after he writes the prescription."
"Thank you, Brother Xiao Er." Chen Qingqing moved to stand in front of Doctor Miao and saw that the doctor had already finished taking her pulse.
"Dr. Miao, what exactly is wrong with me? Why do I keep feeling tightness in my chest and have no appetite lately?" The woman frowned, her expression very serious.
"Madam, there is no need to worry. Your chest tightness is caused by qi stagnation. I will prescribe some herbal decoction for you. Take it for three days as prescribed and you will see results."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Dr. Miao is indeed a miracle worker. To be honest, I did have a few words with my husband a couple of days ago, and I've had a tightness in my chest ever since."
"Please come over there, the waiter will get you the medicine."
The woman took the prescription, thanked him repeatedly, and got up to get the medicine.
After finishing his work, Doctor Miao looked up at Chen Qingqing and asked, "Miss, do you need to see a doctor? Is something wrong?"
Chen Qingqing said respectfully, "Dr. Miao, I'm not here for treatment. To be honest, I also have some knowledge of medicine. I wanted to ask if you are hiring a resident doctor here?"
Doctor Miao was slightly taken aback, then stroked his beard and laughed heartily, “Young lady, I have been studying medicine since I was a child, and after more than 20 years of hard work, I dare to sit in the clinic and make a diagnosis. You are so young, yet you have such a big mouth.”
The prescription written by Dr. Miao was rather messy, consistent with the doctor's handwriting, but Chen Qingqing could understand it, after all, she was quite knowledgeable in traditional Chinese medicine.
She remained calm and composed, smiling gently. "The prescription that Doctor Miao just gave me includes areca nut, dried tangerine peel, sparganium rhizome, turmeric rhizome, magnolia bark, soapberry, costus root, and two-eyed oyster shell powder. Take one qian (approximately 3 grams) twice a day with warm water."
This prescription is for opening the chest and regulating qi, eliminating stagnation and indigestion, relieving qi stagnation, stomach pain, and abdominal distension. I wonder if I'm right?
Dr. Miao was taken aback at first, then stroked his beard and laughed, “You’re quite an interesting girl, but I’m sorry, my shop doesn’t need any more staff.”
Chen Qingqing was somewhat disappointed by his words, even though they were expected. "Dr. Miao, since the shop doesn't need more people, can you buy herbs?"
Doctor Miao raised an eyebrow at Chen Qingqing, realizing she was a merchant selling medicinal herbs; he had almost been fooled by her.
He knew that life was hard for farmers these days, but few people knew about medicinal herbs. If they could have enough to eat, who would let a girl go out and sell medicinal herbs?
Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled, "We don't need ordinary medicinal herbs, but if you can find ginseng, we'll take as much as we have."
"Thank you, Dr. Miao. If I can find some, I will definitely sell it to you."
Chen Qingqing turned to leave, and at this moment she almost laughed. If ginseng were so easy to find, anyone could get rich. But if she was lucky, it wasn't impossible for her to find some.
After leaving Miaoshou Huichuntang, she asked at another pharmacy, and the answer was the same: they didn't need any resident doctors, nor did they buy any herbs; ginseng was the most scarce commodity.
It seems this approach won't work; we'll have to find another way to make money.
She wandered through the streets and alleys of Qingshui Town. There were indeed not many ancient medical clinics, only two pharmacies, which showed how scarce doctors were in ancient times.
If I opened my own pharmacy, I would definitely make money.
But she had no capital, so she could only dream.
She sighed silently. It was such a waste that all her medical skills were useless.
Forget it, I'll go to Qingfeng Restaurant to see Brother Sha!
Unable to find any other way to make money, I had no choice but to risk going into the mountains to dig for ginseng...
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