Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

After studying the prescription, he took back the space.

"Huh? This seems to be some kind of lottery system?" Cao Anping slapped his head and forgot the most important system functions. It was mainly because the huge amount of information about the Thirteen Ghost Needles overwhelmed him.

Cao Anping tried to call the system for a lottery.

"The lottery system is not activated. Please check in at the plot point to activate the system."

It seemed that just like many fan fictions he had read, he needed to go to Courtyard No. 95 to activate the system, so he had to go into the city.

Cao Anping was not at all opposed to going to the so-called Qinman Courtyard. Not to mention the system, he would not be bullied just with the Thirteen Ghost Needles in his hand.

After all, the Thirteen Ghost Needles cover all the major meridians and acupoints in the whole body. One injection will ensure that even the Siheyuan God of War Sha Zhu will be unable to move.

Cao Anping got up, opened the door, went to the room of the old Chinese doctor next door, took out a medicine box, and took out a set of silver needles.

With the silver needle in his hand, he was like a peerless swordsman holding his favorite sword. All kinds of acupuncture techniques and acupuncture points in the body appeared in his mind. He was eager to try and planned to give himself a few needles, but finally gave up. He was dizzy with needles, dizzy with needles sticking into his body.

Cao Anping played with the silver needle for a few minutes before putting it back into the medicine box with a sense of unsatisfaction, and then put it into the space. After all, no one was doing experiments for him.

He started searching on the shelves where medicinal herbs were stored, and collected all the usable herbs into the space one by one.

After all, I have studied for several years and I know all the commonly used medicinal materials. After counting, I found that longan and deer antler were missing.

Longan has run out, and I guess I can find it in the next village, but deer antler is harder to find. After all, it is quite expensive. Deer are not farmed yet, they are all wild, and most traveling doctors don’t have it in stock. I guess it can only be found in the city.

"Well, let's go to the next village and ask. If it's Xu Damao who comes to show the movie, maybe this medicine will be effective. After all, those novels say he's not very good." Cao Anping thought to himself, took his little savings, and went out quickly.

Cao Anping went out and walked in the village on the snow. He didn't see anyone. The weather was too cold and it was a famine year. People were probably huddled on the kang to hibernate. After all, less movement means less consumption.

There was no smoke from cooking in any house early in the morning. It seemed that no one had eaten breakfast. Even Cao Anping had forgotten to eat breakfast. I guess this body has gotten used to it.

In rural areas today, if people don’t go to work, they basically don’t eat breakfast, and they are lucky to have two meals a day.

"Anping, where are you going in such a cold weather?" When passing by the village commune, the village chief Qin Dashan, who was holding a large teacup, saw Cao Anping hunched over and called out to him.

The village chief, Qin Dashan, is in his forties, with a square face, a broad nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks quite decent. He wears a cotton hat, a thick cotton jacket, and cotton shoes. There are no patches on them. He is definitely the most handsome uncle in the village.

"Hello Uncle Qin, I'm going to Doctor Wang's house in the next village to get some medicinal herbs." Cao Anping saw the steaming teacup in the village chief's hand, and while responding, he walked over uncontrollably, wanting to get some hot water to drink. It was so damn cold.

"Come, warm your hands." Qin Dashan had sharp eyes. He handed the teacup to Cao Anping, opened the door and went to light the fire.

Cao Anping took the teacup. It was still a little hot, and he felt instantly restored to life. It was so warm that he held it tightly, but did not drink other people's tea.

He looked around the village commune office. It was clean but very simple, with only a desk, three stools and an empty bookshelf.

Qin Dashan lit the stove, came to the desk and sat down, without taking back the teacup, and said, "Come sit by the stove and warm yourself up. Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the next village to buy some herbs?"

Cao Anping moved the stool to the side of the stove, hesitated for a moment, and then told the truth: "I was sorting through my grandfather's belongings and found a prescription. I want to try to make the medicine so that I can earn some money. I can't starve to death."

"What? Are we out of food?" Qin Dashan did not pay attention to the medicine first, but asked about the food first.

Qin Dashan heard at a meeting a few days ago that people were starving to death in some places. Doctor Cao had just died. During his lifetime, he had helped many young and old men in Qinjia Village with their medical care. He couldn't let his adopted successor starve to death. Besides, as the village chief, it would be a slap in his face if someone in the village starved to death.

"No, there's still plenty of corn. We won't starve to death. This is preparing for a rainy day." Cao Anping was quite touched. He, a person from an outsider, had good relationships with people in Qinjia Village, so he didn't want to take advantage of others.

"Then what medicine are you prescribing?" Qin Dashan nodded with confidence, took out a cigarette, lit it on the stove, put it in his mouth, took out another cigarette and placed it on the cigarette, then lit it and handed it to Cao Anping.

Cao Anping subconsciously took the cigarette, as both his predecessor and himself wanted to smoke.

"Cough cough!" He didn't expect the smoke to be so strong that his mouth was stuck with tobacco. It was an economical cigarette without a filter, and one big puff of it almost took him away.

Cao Anping calmed down and replied, "Longjinghumen Pills, replenish qi and blood, strengthen yang and strengthen the kidneys."

"Really? Why didn't your grandfather do it before?" Qin Dashan stopped smoking and his eyes lit up.

"My grandfather is an elderly widower, why would he prepare medicine? Moreover, the herbs needed are quite expensive, and he is reluctant to use them for fear of wasting the materials." Cao Anping made up the story without hesitation.

"How confident are you? What medicinal herbs do you need?" Qin Dashan became interested.

"About 70 to 80 percent. All other medicinal ingredients are available, except longan and deer antler." Cao Anping did not say exactly.

"What a coincidence! I have both of these medicines, and I still have two doses left."

Qin Dashan was quite surprised. Last month, he consulted an old Chinese doctor and got three doses of medicine, which cost him ten yuan. He felt very painful at the time and even asked about it. It was because the medicine contained deer antlers that it was so expensive.

Unexpectedly, after he came back and took the decoction, the expensive medicine could last for four minutes instead of three minutes. After his wife knew the price, she scolded him and said that the cost performance was too low. So she kept the remaining two doses of medicine and did not take them.

"That's great, Uncle Qin, can you sell it to me?" Cao Anping didn't expect there would be a surprise, and was about to take out the big black ten in his pocket.

"Hey! You unlucky kid, how can I, a village chief, do this? If the medicine you prepare is successful, you will give me half of it. If it fails, forget it."

Cao Anping complained in his heart: "There are many people from the countryside selling things in the city. Who will report it? I think you are thinking about Long Jing Hu Meng Wan. I have already guessed what the remaining two pills of yours are for. I didn't expect that you, the village chief, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are so weak at the age of 40."

Cao Anping agreed readily. After all, he would not suffer any loss as the most expensive ingredient in the prescription was deer antler.

"Okay, you warm yourself here first, I'll go home to get some medicine." Qin Dashan took back the teacup and hurried home.

Looking at the figure disappearing at the door, Cao Anping shrugged his shoulders. He didn't expect that the village chief was more anxious than him. Men, they can't escape from that.

"It seems that I need to study more about men's health in the future. If I become a well-known andrology expert, no one will offend me easily, right?" Cao Anping thought to himself.

In less than five minutes, Qin Dashan returned to the office carrying two packages of Chinese medicine wrapped in oil paper.

"Take them all. Two kinds of medicine are missing, and I dare not take the rest." Qin Dashan put the medicine bag on the table.

Cao Anping opened the medicine bag. Wow, it contained deer antler, Morinda officinalis, wolfberry, jujube, dried quail...all of which were good for strengthening things.

After repackaging, he wanted to stay by the fire for a while longer, but the village chief drove him away and told him to prepare the medicine as soon as possible.

Cao Anping had no choice but to leave the warm stove and go home in the cold wind.