Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

The pharmacist and the doctor were dozing off, and the shopkeeper was swatting flies out of boredom.

As soon as Gao Zhijun came in, Manager Han saw her. He hurried over to look at the man and woman who came in.

The man had a slender figure, delicate features, and a gentle and scholarly air. One could tell at first glance that he was a scholar.

The woman was as beautiful as a flower, with eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes as clear as lake water, and a naturally cool temperament that made people not afraid.

Although she was wearing simple clothes, she had the temperament of a lady from a prominent family.

Gao Zhijun and Huo Jinqian were naturally also looking at Manager Han, who was in his forties, tall, with a shrewd and capable temperament between his brows.

"Miss, Sir, are you here to see a doctor or get medicine?"

After taking a look, Shopkeeper Han asked Gao Zhijun and Huo Jinqian.

"Manager Han, we are not here to see a doctor or prescribe medicine, but we have some herbal medicines. Would you accept them?"

Gao Zhijun answered after looking at him.

"Herbs? Yes, we collect them. The medicinal properties of herbs have greatly decreased during drought years, so we don't want to collect them now."

Shopkeeper Han tells the truth.

If it were an ordinary day, he would definitely be collecting herbs.

Since the drought, the herbs have died and their medicinal properties have been greatly reduced, so he doesn't want to harvest them.

“Manager Han, don’t jump to conclusions so early, there are exceptions to everything.

It would be better if Manager Han took a look at the herbs before deciding whether to take them or not.

Maybe I can give you a surprise that you will be happy to accept."

"Surprise? It could be a shock. Are you sure you are not teasing me? I want to see what the surprise is."

Shopkeeper Han was interested in Gao Zhijun. She dressed like a peasant girl, but her temperament was that of a rich lady. However, the two did not conflict with each other. She was truly a very special person.

Huo Jinqian walked out of Renshou Hall and came to the carriage, asking the headman to help move the herbs into Renshou Hall.

Gao Zhijun opened the sack, took out a little of each herb, and placed them on the counter.

"Manager Han, can you take a look at their quality and medicinal properties?"

Gao Zhijun pointed at the herbs on the counter and asked Manager Han.

Shopkeeper Han was attracted by the green herbs on the counter and showed an expression of surprise and shock.

These herbs are very fresh and you can tell at a glance that they were just dug.

What attracted him most was not the freshness of the herbs, but the way they were processed, which he had never seen before.

But he had to agree that this method of processing preserved the medicinal properties of the herbs.

"Girl, did you handle all these herbs?"

"Yes, I took care of it. Any problem?"

Gao Zhijun looked at the well-processed herbs, which were green and lush, and had not damaged their medicinal properties at all.

She asked Manager Han in confusion.

Modern treatment methods cannot be inferior to ancient treatment methods.

“No, this treatment method is very good, it can preserve the medicinal properties of the herbs.

But, girl, who told you this method? Do you know medical skills?"

Gao Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that her approach was not wrong.

She said that modern technology could not be worse than ancient technology: "Manager Han, this is a secret and cannot be told. I only have a superficial understanding of medical skills and pharmacology, so I can't say I'm proficient."

"The girl is too modest. No one in the whole Daliang can handle this better than the girl."

Manager Han was not exaggerating, he was telling the truth. In the whole Daliang, there was no doctor who knew how to treat the disease this way.

Gao Zhijun didn't want to put herself in a difficult position and say those hypocritical words. Her medical skills were even better than those of the Imperial Hospital in Daliang.

In previous lives, medicine was also a course that had to be studied.

Assassins like them could get hurt at any time, so studying medicine was essential.

Her medical skills are among the best in the pavilion. She is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine.

The same is true for surgery, except that they only perform surgical operations. They are not very proficient in internal medicine, but they know a little bit.

"How much silver do you think these herbs are worth?"

Gao Zhijun brought the subject back to the main topic and asked directly without embellishment or euphemism.

"The quality of the herbs is very good, and I am willing to give them a reasonable price. For example, I will give you 50 wen per jin for honeysuckle, plantain, pennywort, lantern grass, and selfheal. I will give you 100 wen per jin for licorice, bupleurum, coptis root, and scutellaria, and 150 wen per jin for astragalus. What do you think of the price?"

Shopkeeper Han looked at the herbs whose medicinal properties remained unchanged and gave the most fair price.

“Okay, at this price.

We still have 1,000 kilograms left. I wonder if Manager Han will buy them?"

Except for Bupleurum and Huangling which are a bit cheaper, the rest of the prices are reasonable and can be accepted by Shopkeeper Han.

"A thousand pounds? I'm afraid I can't take that much."

The famine has not yet passed, and if he imports so many herbs, he will definitely lose them, so he doesn't dare to take the risk.

"Have you ever heard the saying, 'Fortune and honor are to be found in danger?

Considering the good character of the shopkeeper, I will give you a piece of advice. Selling this batch of herbs will make you a lot of money, and you will also be appreciated by your boss, and you will rise to the top from now on."

Thinking of the plague, many of the herbs dug by the villagers are herbs for curing the plague, and Renshoutang will make a fortune by then.

"You can seek wealth and honor through risk? Can the girl really help me to gain wealth and honor? These herbs will not fall on my hands."

Shopkeeper Han didn't believe everything Gao Zhijun said. They had only known each other for a short time and it was impossible for her to open up to him.

“Manager Han, take a look at the sky outside to see if it’s going to change.

I can only give you a hint, and you can handle the rest on your own.”

Gao Zhijun knew that she was powerless and his words carried little weight, and he would not believe her. As for whether he could figure it out, that was his business.

If he didn't want those herbs, he would have to find another pharmacy, or sell the ginseng and buy herbs from the villagers. When he settled down, he could open a clinic and sell herbs.