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He also knew that his mother was in a complicated mood now, so he tried to make her happy as much as possible.

"It's better to go to the city first, find a place to stay, don't need to stay in a big hotel, and then have lunch, the fourth and fifth must be hungry."

Once it comes, it will be at ease, Lin Zhi has now recovered her previous tranquility and indifference, and even reached out to touch the heads of the two little guys.

Naturally, the two little ones felt the changes in their mother sensitively, so their little faces were also smiling, and the fourth child also said:

"Mom, it's best to eat ice cream first to cool off."

"You little greedy cat."

Lin Zhi smiled and pulled her antenna braids, and the family went to take a taxi happily.

It’s better not to take the bus at the airport, it’s scary to look at it, patting the long line, like a long dragon.

A car arrived, and it quickly filled up. Two passengers were stuck on the door, and the door could not be closed. The passengers below were trying to push up with their shoulders.

The city has a large population, so it is difficult to travel by car, and housing is even tighter. There are many high-rise buildings and garden houses, but ordinary citizens still live in small and crowded Shikumen alleys.

The per capita housing area is less than three square meters.

Most of the taxis in the parking lot are red Xiali, and there are also a few crowns, which are usually dedicated to receiving foreign guests.

As for Santana, it will take two years before Xiali will gradually be replaced.

After getting in the car, Liu Qingshan sat in the passenger seat, and turned to ask his mother, "Mother, where are we going?"

Lin Zhi subconsciously replied, "Go to Xujiahui."

Lin Qingshan nodded to the driver uncle: "Master, find us a hotel to stay there first."

Along the way, the driver just drives quietly, unlike the taxi drivers in the capital, who can't stay idle and talk to you.

But when passing an uphill, the driver asked: "Sir, can you turn off the air conditioner?"

His nasal voice was a bit heavy, obviously due to a stuffy nose.

Liu Qingshan froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

He just remembered that the engine of the Xiali car was not strong enough, if the air conditioner was turned on when going uphill, it would be like a turtle crawling.

The last time I went to the capital to take a taxi, the driver was able to talk about it. As soon as Liu Qingshan got in the car, he asked with a smile: "Dude, do you want to speed up or cool down?"

Moreover, there is a difference in terms of address. The driver opened his mouth and called him "Mr." You know, this word has not yet become popular in the north.

Hongqiao Airport is very close to the urban area, and will soon enter the urban area. Although large-scale construction has not yet started, it can still be felt that there are many tall buildings in this city, which are more prosperous than the capital.

When the taxi drove into Xujiahui District, Lin Zhi's eyes began to stare out the window.

Although there are some new buildings, the overall change is not big, that is, there are many overpasses above the head.

At that time, due to the large number of people and the tight traffic, the pedestrian bridge was a major landscape of the Hujiang River.

Seeing the delighted look in his mother's eyes, Liu Qingshan felt that this trip to Hujiang was definitely the right choice.

The taxi stopped in front of a small hotel. The uncle driver was quite caring. Seeing that Liu Qingshan and the others were dressed in ordinary clothes and spoke northern dialect, they didn't look like rich people, so they didn't go to the university. Hotel delivery.

Liu Qingshan is not usually a showy person, if he really wants to stay in a big hotel, show his identity at the airport, then go directly to Old Jinjiang.

"Sir, the fare is one yuan and two cents per kilometer, a total of twenty-five yuan and six cents, ahhhhhhhh!"

The driver may be worried that they think the fare is expensive, so he explained it very clearly. Even the last sneeze was more tactful, not as bold as the northerners.

In this day and age, there are not many people who are willing to take a taxi, and the salary is less than a hundred yuan. Now it costs a quarter of the time, which is really unaffordable for ordinary people.

Liu Qingshan smiled and handed over the three cards of Great Unity, and when the driver finished looking for the money, he was confiscated by the youngest brother. He took Shan Xing and happily went to a nearby sales booth, and soon came back with four bottles of soda .

"Brother, the old lady said that this soft drink is the best, but it's a bit expensive, it costs [-] cents a bottle, and I have to return the bottle." The fourth child gave everyone a bottle.

Liu Qingshan took a look, it turned out to be Coca-Cola in a small glass bottle, he just wanted to say to drink less carbonated drinks, but after thinking about it, he really didn't have the chance to drink this often, so he didn't say anything.

Lin Zhi murmured, "Everything is expensive now, and the money doesn't seem to be spent."

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: Mom, this is just the beginning.

"It's not good, it smells like medicine." After taking a sip of Coke, the fourth child frowned and asked:

"Did the old grandma take it by mistake and gave us the bottle containing the decoction, drinking the decoction like a dumb grandpa?"

"That's right, the inventor of Coca-Cola was originally a pharmacist." Liu Qingshan smiled and stroked her antenna braid.

He also tasted it just now, and he felt that it was not bad, at least much stronger than the kind of filling in the future.

So the two little girls frowned while drinking coke.

Liu Qingshan thought more: With the deepening of the reform, more and more foreign products began to pour in.

By next year, KFC will officially enter China.

The connection between China and the world will become closer and closer. This is the inevitable trend of the development of the times.

I was sighing in my heart, when I heard a few familiar clicks from my ears, I turned my head and saw a foreigner, holding a camera, taking pictures there.

Looking at the angle, it should be a picture of the fourth and fifth drinking Coke. I guess it is looking at the two little guys drinking Coke with sad faces. It feels quite Coke, right?

Many foreigners in China at that time liked to record this ancient country with their cameras.

Liu Qingshan said in English with a smile: "Sir, you used my sister's portrait rights without their permission, so you are welcome."

The foreigner was taken aback for a moment, then beamed with joy, and kept yelling OK.

There are very few people who can communicate with him in a foreign language, and he is the first one who can joke with him in a foreign language.

After taking a few more photos, the young foreigner came up to Liu Qingshan and stretched out his furry palm: "Hello, Wilson."

"Liu Qingshan, you can also call me by my English name, Mountain."

The young foreigner named Wilson blinked his blue eyes a few times: "Mountain, I feel like I've heard this name before."

Liu Qingshan interrupted: "I guess it's because you usually like to climb mountains or something."

After we chatted, I found out that this Wilson is a driver of the US Consulate. He likes to wander around when he has nothing to do. Photography is his biggest hobby.

Liu Qingshan knew that if these photos were preserved properly, they would be very precious materials decades later.

Just like the long dragon-like overpass above their heads, it will be demolished in a few years and will never be seen again.

It just so happened that he came here in a hurry this time, and he really didn't bring a camera, so he can ask Wilson for a photo then.

For the photos of the two younger sisters, Liu Qingshan still cares very much, and has always kept them well. These will be the best memories in the future.

While chatting, Wilson started to get lucky there, his nose was tight and his eyes were staring, and he was about to sneeze.

He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, covered his nose, then turned his back, and sneezed a few times in a muffled voice.

After the treatment was finished, the nose was a little stuffy: "Sau Rui, Suo Rui, recently suffered from the flu, Mountain, it's better for us to keep our distance."

Liu Qingshan blinked, remembering to pack his things when he came, as if he really brought some commonly used medicines.

So he rummaged through the suitcase, found two bags of quick-acting cold tablets, and handed them to Wilson.

"No, no, no, you can't take medicine indiscriminately without the doctor's advice. I'll drink a few more glasses of boiled water when I go back, and it will be fine in a few days."

Wilson waved his hands again and again, and then Liu Qingshan remembered that the national conditions of the two countries are different. If this was his compatriot, he would probably just throw two pills in his mouth and eat the medicine with Coke.

I don't know if it's too cold to drink Coke or what, Shan Xing also sneezed a little.

Then Xiao Lao Si also hit two, and he was still muttering that he was infected by the mountain apricot.

Liu Qingshan faintly felt that something was wrong, because he saw some passers-by on the road sneezing and runny noses, it seemed that this flu was really serious.

After chatting with Wilson for a while, Liu Qingshan and the others waved goodbye as they still had to stay in the hotel.

Wilson also found his car and drove to the consulate, thinking: Mountain, this name is really familiar, where must I hear it?

At this time, dynamic music came out of the car stereo, which was the cup of life that quickly became popular all over the world after the World Cup.

Wilson hummed a few words, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: Cup of Life, isn't it Mountain who wrote this song?

Ah, he sneezed twice more, the steering wheel turned, and hit the guardrail on the side of the road, making a muffled bang.

Wilson's nose was streaming with tears. It seems that this flu is really serious.

Chapter 513 Why did you switch to selling medicine?

Liu Qingshan also felt the power of the flu, because after they ate lunch and took a nap, the mother and the fourth and fifth children also all had stuffy noses and kept sneezing, and it seemed that they all had a cold as well.

Liu Qingshan's physique is relatively good, and he doesn't feel much. He practices [-] in winter and [-] volts in summer, so his resistance is naturally strong.

But the fourth and fifth children are miserable. The children are not resistant to diseases, and they are all listless. Their little faces are still flushed, and they feel a little hot when they are pasted.

Sitting on the bed, the fourth child was still weak and said: "That Coca-Cola, you must not drink it in the future, you will catch a cold after drinking it."

Lin Zhi was also very sick, and had to take care of the two younger ones.

"Mom, you just rest on the bed. I'll go get some boiled water. I'm bringing cold tablets. Just take it and it'll be fine."

Liu Qingshan carried the thermos bottle and went to the water room on the first floor to turn on the water.

I saw two hotel attendants, one was holding a washbasin, and the other was holding a small brush, dusting the corridors.

There was a smell of Lysol in the air, as if he had entered a hospital.

There are no good disinfection measures these days, just dust some Lysol or something.

While working, the two waiters were still speaking Wu Nong's soft language, and Liu Qingshan couldn't quite understand it.

After going down to the first floor and chatting with the registration attendant on the first floor, Liu Qingshan realized the seriousness of the problem.

I heard from the waiter that the whole city is now engaged in sanitation and epidemic prevention. He said that the hospital is already overcrowded, and there is no queue for a drop bottle. It takes hours to get penicillin on the buttocks. Even cold medicine is hard to buy. .

During the time of chatting, the little waiter sneezed several times, and it seemed that he was also a victim.

"I have cold medicine here, Xiao Su, would you like to take two?"

Liu Qingshan felt that the little waiter was very enthusiastic, so he asked a question.

The little waiter, surnamed Su, was about eighteen or nine years old. She was petite and dainty, and she became excited when she heard it: "You have cold medicine, that's great. It's hard to buy medicine now!"

After speaking, he stretched out his white and tender little hand.

See, that's the country difference, when you give that Wilson a pill, the guy avoids snakes.

Now the waitress little sister is like a baby.

After Liu Qingshan finished taking the medicine for his mother and two younger sisters and told them to lie down on the bed to rest, he took a box of cold tablets and gave them to the waiter.

Xiao Su was so happy that he ate two tablets first, and then read the introduction on the medicine box.

People at this time are more down-to-earth, not very vigilant, and not afraid of taking the wrong medicine.

"Specially treats headache and fever, sneezing and runny nose, and is used for influenza, haha, your medicine is just right for the symptoms." Xiao Su quickly thanked Liu Qingshan.

The little mouth is still muttering, after get off work, take it back to the family to eat.

The flu this time was basically carried by the whole family.

In the end, before she could put away the medicine box, several waiters who had caught a cold surrounded her and rushed to take the pills.

"Don't eat so much, take two tablets at a time!" The waiter was also anxious.

A chubby aunt replied: "Xiao Su, Allah weighs as much as Nong, so of course you have to eat four slices."

Liu Qingshan made a phone call there, and the call was to Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory. He found Lu Xiaolong and told him about the situation here.

Lu Xiaolong immediately became anxious like a monkey, saying that he was about to gather a batch of quick-acting cold tablets, and he was struggling to sell them there.

"Don't worry, wait until tomorrow to contact me and see if there is any effect."

Liu Qingshan is much more reliable than him, and if the curative effect is not obvious, it would be self-defeating. Compared with the petty profits in front of him, Liu Qingshan cares more about long-term development.

After making an appointment on the phone, Liu Qingshan put down the phone, thought about it, and then called Yang Hongying.

Through the front desk of the Jinjiang Hotel, the phone in Yang Hongying's room was quickly connected. Sure enough, as soon as he heard the old sister's voice, Liu Qingshan knew that she was not spared either.

So he made another trip, and sent a box of medicine to Yang Hongying, bringing a total of four boxes of cold tablets, and used all of them this time. It seems that there is no shortage of clinical trial subjects.

When Liu Qingshan came back, he found that his mother and two younger sisters had all woken up, and they were much more energetic, especially the fourth son, who thought the room was stuffy, so he hurriedly went out for a walk.

The child does not harbor illnesses, looking at this posture, the medicine is not bad, and it is estimated that after taking two or three days, it will be completely cured.

Liu Qingshan knew it in his heart now, and he didn't have to wait until tomorrow, he immediately called Lu Xiaolong and asked him to find a way to deliver a batch of cold tablets.

There are also some preparations to be made here, mainly contacting the Health Bureau of Hujiang. If they don't buy it at that time, you still have no place to sell it.

In this era, there are no pharmacies everywhere.