Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 268 The Pure Star

"Okay, stand up and try your feet, it should be fine!"

After Zhixing finished speaking to the old man, he took the bowl and put it on the shelf.

The silver needles are soaked in alcohol for a while each time, and then picked up and inserted into the cloth cover.

There is only ten catties of alcohol in the space, and I don’t know if alcohol is sold in this era.

If there is no alcohol, then only buy disinfectant.

After hearing what Zhixing said, the old man stood up and stomped on the ground with both feet, and exclaimed in surprise:

"Hey, it seems that I have more strength, as if I was not sick before!"

Walking forward again, he said happily again:

"Now you can throw away the crutches!"

Suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he asked with a guilty conscience:
"Little doctor, is the injection expensive or not? I don't know if I have enough money. If not, can I owe it? I'll get it when I get home!"

"It's not expensive, one silver dollar is enough!"

Zhixing said with a smile.

A silver dollar can buy more than ten catties of rice in this era, which is equivalent to about 30 yuan in later generations, so it should not be expensive.

But it’s okay to buy it. For 2 cents per catty, you can buy five catties of pork.

Cotton cloth is only a dime a foot, and a silver dollar can be used for about eight feet of cotton cloth.

It will be different after a few years, and the prices will be even lower. One silver dollar can buy more than double the things, which is equivalent to 100 yuan.

At that time, people were poorer, and many people couldn't even afford porridge.

A silver dollar, judging from his status, he should be able to afford it easily, and he may have spent a hundred times the amount of treatment in the past.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you!"

The old man immediately took out a silver dollar to Zhixing in pleasant surprise, and said.

Maybe seeing no customers, we started chatting with Zhixing.

The old man's surname is Wang, and he has been in Renjia Town since he was a child. He and his wife have never been out of Renjia Town.

Old man Wang has a son and a daughter, both of whom are married, and have two grandsons who are a few years old.

He runs a small fried shop for a living, and the business is so-so, and later his son took over.

Now a family of six relies on that small shop, and life has become difficult. They can barely avoid starving to death.

When old man Wang said it, his face was full of bitterness, maybe he was worried about his children and grandchildren!

Which old man doesn't want his children and grandchildren to live a better life!
"Old man Wang, it's a blessing to have three generations under the same roof now!"

"Oh, yes!"

When old man Wang heard this, he laughed again.

"By the way, I heard that Uncle Jiu of Yizhuang is very famous here!"

Zhixing also smiled, and asked about Uncle Jiu again.

"Yeah, more than ten years ago, our town was not like it is now. There were ghosts screaming after dark, and every house was about to close when the sun went down!"

"A few young people who are not afraid of death wanted to find out the situation. The next day they found out that they had died on the street. People in the town were even more afraid!"

"Not long after, Uncle Nine came and caught all those ghosts. Master Ren and a few squires planned to build a charity farm in the suburbs for him!"

"Since then, Uncle Jiu stayed in Ren's Town, and we have lived a peaceful life for more than ten years!"

After old man Wang finished speaking, he remembered something happy and laughed again.

Maybe I was frightened by ghosts before, so I only laughed when I remembered how timid I was before.

For more than ten years, Uncle Jiu's position in this town has become even more unshakable.

He should have done nothing for this town, otherwise Old Man Wang would speak of Uncle Nine with admiration.

Speaking of Mr. Ren, who is rich, and whose family is poor, Old Man Wang chatted for a long time before leaving.

Renjia Town, or a small town, probably has more than a hundred households, and there are probably less than 2000 people working in the town from the surrounding villages.

It can be regarded as a prosperous town, and there are several rich households who control the lifeblood of Renjia Town.

With a gun, it was the era of the grass-headed king. They were able to develop Renjia Town well, and they had a bit of conscience.

Zhixing can see the situation of the whole town clearly with a single sweep of his spiritual sense, and he can also see Yizhuang by sweeping in a straight line.

It occupies a large area, and it seems that these squires have spent a lot of money in order to keep Uncle Jiu.

In a world full of ghosts and demons, in order to protect money, it is a good way to spend money with a layer of protection.

No matter what time it is, the strong are respected, the weak are the original sin, and no matter how much money you make, it will go to others.

"Ma'am, what's the matter?"

While Zhixing was thinking wildly, a woman about 50 years old came to the door, looking around, looking for something.

"I'm looking for Dr. Yang, isn't he here!"

The voice is a little weak, and it seems that I feel a cold, and I rub my head constantly, accompanied by headache.

"I bought this medical clinic. If you need anything, you can come to me!"

"Okay, my head hurts, help me look!"

The woman hesitated for a while and then said.

After entering, she was asked to sit down, took a pulse, and put a few needles in her back, and the headache immediately disappeared.

Seeing that her environment should not be very good, and she is still working hard, it means that she received two dimes.

The woman thanked her many times before leaving.

After a few needles, the headache disappeared immediately, and she didn't need to take medicine. No matter what, she made money.

I received two people in one day, and when it got dark, I closed the door, escaped outside, and soared into the sky.

The trees on the top of the mountain are forested and the grass is thick. Unless you have leveled it yourself, it is not suitable for practice.

After searching for several places, I found the top of the hillside, and decided to use it as my future training place.

After practicing the body training technique, I felt that the power of the stars was much stronger, and I thought in confusion:

Could it be that the purity of the starry sky in this era has such great star power?
Perhaps it is really possible that the power of the stars penetrates directly to the surface, and the accumulation of polluted gases in later generations is enough to block the power of the stars.

If you take the elixir, your body will be able to absorb that much star power. Zhi Xing is a little doubtful.

The current situation is not much different from the practice of swallowing pills before, but swallowing pills is too huge, so let's practice like this for a while.

When the sun rises, go back to the infirmary and open the door to receive patients.

In just a few days, word spread about the one-needle shop, and almost any disease can be cured by a single injection, and there is no need to buy medicine.

In this era, what kind of doctors are so powerful, and the fees are cheap.

The number of people is increasing day by day, but the small town has only so many people, how many patients can there be, it is still very leisurely to deal with.

From time to time, use your spiritual sense to monitor Uncle Jiu to see when the plot starts.

It's not that I want to kill zombies to earn merit, but I want to save Ren Fa.

After a few days, I learned that the tranquility of this small town today is inseparable from Ren Fa.

If Ren Fa dies, the balance will be broken immediately. Everyone likes rights.

The police force of the entire town is in the hands of Ren Fa, and the wealth of the richest man will be swallowed up in a few strokes. If you have money, you will have great ambitions.

Recruit troops, control the town, and be a commander in troubled times.

Everywhere is like this, maybe Ren Fa only has one daughter, so he doesn't have such ambitions!

From time to time, Uncle Jiu was asked to go out to do errands, sometimes by himself, sometimes with Qiusheng.

Wencai and Qiusheng are two dudes who often go shopping and fight around, they feel more like carefree children.

With these two disciples, Uncle Jiu was not so angry that he vomited blood. Considering that he had a strong mind, or Uncle Jiu was conniving, it was really inappropriate for the two of them to practice Taoism.

(End of this chapter)