Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

They don't even understand the Confucian classics.

It's just that it reminded him of his teacher, and he didn't visit him even after he came back, which was really rude.

Of course, the main reason is that I don’t know where people have gone, and so do these people.

Give each one a definite address!

Soon, they arrived at Xingtang, and when they saw Mr. Qin, many people surrounded him.

There are many high-ranking servants inside, as well as luxuriously dressed ones.

Zhao Lang saw it all in his eyes, and after taking a closer look at the layout of the apricot hall, he already had some ideas in his mind.

Mr. Qin called the middle-aged doctor from yesterday in front of Zhao Lang, and said,

"A Lang, what do you want, Wada Qi just say it."

Tian Qi on the side also saluted Zhao Lang, he had already met Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang nodded and took a look outside, just opposite to a restaurant,

"Come on, let's go up there."

A few people came to the window seat on the second floor, Zhao Lang condescendingly looked at the location of the medical center, and casually asked Tian Qi beside him,

"What is the current profit and loss of the hospital?"

Tian Qi returned immediately,

"Now the medical center has long been unable to make ends meet, and barely supports it."

"If it wasn't for this place, which was bought by the doctor's family in the early years, we would have closed down a long time ago."

Tian Qi explained the situation of the medical center one by one.

After listening, Zhao Lang looked at the huge medical center and couldn't help shaking his head.

This place, in terms of location, is an excellent location.

In terms of fame, he was famous before, not to mention now.

"Tian Qi, I want you to divide the hospital into two parts, and keep the right side unchanged. It is specially used to treat poor people."

Zhao Lang pondered for a while, then said,

"But the place on the left is set up as a single room, all the utensils, what is expensive, what to use."

"The medicinal materials on the left, as long as they have the same curative effect, can be used as expensive as they can be used."

"You can't use those grass leaves for the medicinal materials, and replace them with expensive wooden boxes!"

"Go and recruit some more apprentices, starting from the reception, no matter who comes in, they must speak in an authentic Xianyang accent, saying: Your honor is in good health."

Zhao Lang stated his request one by one, and then asked with a smile,

"You said how much is the consultation fee for such a clinic?"

Tian Qi on the side opened his mouth slightly when he heard it, swallowed, and said,

"Young master, at least one tael of gold is needed."

"A tael of gold?"

Zhao Lang laughed and said,

"One tael is only the cost! Two taels of gold starts!"

"Even if it's the simplest disease that can be cured if you don't cure it, you can't lose a penny!"

"Let me tell you, people who are willing to spend a tael of gold on medical treatment don't mind spending an extra tael at all!"

Tian Qi was completely dumbfounded.

"My lord, it's so expensive, would anyone be willing to see it?"

Zhao Lang said with emotion,

"You don't understand this, what noble people want is honor!"

"Money is not worth mentioning to them."

This is Xianyang!

In the most affluent place in the entire Great Qin, there are countless nobles.

These people are very rich, and they will not be stingy when it comes to matters related to themselves.

The few people on the side were dumbfounded.

What else did Tian Qi want to ask, suddenly there was a burst of applause from the side,

"This young man is right!"

"People have seniority, status and status! How can untouchables enter and exit with nobles, it's against etiquette!"

Several people turned their heads and saw a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar walking towards them.

When he arrived, the Confucian scholar saluted,

"Han Cheng, I just heard the young master's talk, and I really can't help myself, I want to make friends with the young master."

"Tomorrow, there will be a debate in Xianyang Academy, and I heard that there will be great Confucian scholars present."

"I don't know if the young master is willing to play with me today, and go together tomorrow."

"With your son's great talent, you will definitely be able to make a blockbuster!"

Hearing what Han Cheng said, Zhao Lang was not surprised, because this is how Daqin made friends.

If it was normal, Zhao Lang would not refuse, and it would be good to make friends with one or two Confucian scholars.

Today's Confucianism is still very good.

Just look at his teacher.

Although he is just a teacher, his knowledge is excellent.

Well, it just so happens that I can go and see if I can find my own teacher.