Practicing business and practicing medicine

The female stall owner never imagined that she would be beating someone in the street! The young Chinese medicine doctor in front of her explained this, and it turned out to be a special treatment plan. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears on the street, she wouldn't have believed it.

Seeing that the female stall owner was much calmer, she smiled. Bian Mu said hello to the little girl, turned around, and prepared to go back to Mai's villa to pick up the car and leave.

"Thank you for taking the risk to save me. We all met by chance. I really don't know how to repay you... This kind of roast chicken... Although I bought the ingredients from the regular wholesale market, but... you also know that this kind of quick-fix You doctors don’t even look down on chickens, so... I can’t weigh you how much it weighs, so... I can only sincerely wish you happiness forever!" As she spoke, the female stall owner rushed to the side and bowed. My sincere thanks.

"Don't be so polite! No one with any sense of conscience would stand idly by when things like this happen. Speaking of thanks, that's not necessary. However, I have something to ask. Is it possible that it will offend the taboos of your porcelain shop? "As he was leaving, Bian Mu suddenly thought of the ancient porcelain pillow.

"It's okay, it's okay! As long as I know, I will tell you everything you ask me. Now that my master has passed away, the skills we have are meaningless. Should we disclose the technical essentials to the outside world? , who really cares?" Having said this, the female stall owner had a somewhat sentimental look on her face.

“I have a porcelain pulse pillow on my hand, which is what we usually use to feel the patient’s pulse under the patient’s hand. It is different from the conventional pulse pillow. The pulse pillow is made of all porcelain. Use it to feel the patient’s pulse, and the effect is It's very good, but after all, that thing is a genuine thing, and it has been passed down for more than 1,000 years at least. The thing is not mine. If it gets damaged again, I will not be able to tell the owner of the goods. Therefore, I decided to ask skilled craftsmen to imitate a batch. I will keep a few and use the rest as gifts for other colleagues. I met an expert like you today and I just want to ask for advice." Bian Mu explained with a smile for a long time.

After hearing these words, a look of sudden realization appeared on the female stall owner's face.

Bian Mu took a look at her and felt that the master's daily behavior should not be too complicated. Not only that, before she fell into poverty, she must have lived a good life. At least, she was much better than ordinary citizens.

"No wonder! The last time you went to my master, was that just for this, right?"

"Yes, if we hadn't been destined to each other, I would have used the porcelain pillow imitated by your master by now." Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"That's for sure! I don't want to owe anyone any favors, so why don't you bring me the pulse pillow another day, or I can go over and get it, and I'll take a look at it for you. If possible, I'll try burning it for you. , however, I have to put a few special marks on the inside of the pulse pillow to prevent people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of it and taking the opportunity to accuse me of making high imitation cultural relics. If this is true, I will still have to bear criminal responsibility. !" The female stall owner explained with a smile.

Everyone met by chance and didn't know each other's background. Bian Mu looked gentle on the outside, but God knows what kind of person he was on the inside. What if he was the kind of high-end hypocrite who pretended to be particularly well-pretended and held a high-imitation pulse pillow? When genuine products are sold to foreigners or even smuggled overseas, the female stall owner will definitely not be able to eat them and carry them around.

The rivers and lakes are deep, and it is necessary to be on guard against others.

Although the teacher Peng Yihai's character is indeed questionable, he often talks about taboos in the world. In this regard, the female stall owner is still quite cautious.

"No, I just use it as a pulse pillow. If this is done, I will have almost all the guys I have. When the time comes, I will be ready to set up my own small clinic, by the way. "After Teacher Peng passed away, is it inconvenient for you to use the fine porcelain kiln in the backyard of his studio?" Bian Mu asked.

"No! My senior brother has swallowed him up for himself a long time ago. Do you remember, there are several big wolf dogs in the yard. Now, we don't even dare to approach the door. If those beasts take a bite, what will happen later? I don’t want to live in peace for half my life.”

"I see... Then in your current situation, after making the sample, where can we test it?"

"Rent a workshop! They are available everywhere, public and private, large and small. There is quite a lot of choice. Most of them have good reputations. As long as you spend enough money, everything will be easy."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was suddenly surprised and happy.

"Then... I'll leave it to you. After get off work tomorrow evening, I'll deliver it to you at this place."

"When you said that just now, I was a little bit embarrassed in my heart. I plan to close the business for a day tomorrow. Otherwise, I can find you! If the ancient fine porcelain you mentioned is of too high a standard, I may not be able to imitate it. Well, I have to discuss it with my other senior brothers!"

"Okay! Then let's try our luck! The company will provide me with a car. Make an appointment and I'll pick you up tomorrow!"

"Okay! Then let's meet at a clean teahouse or coffee shop nearby where you work and look at things. If I can do it, I will try my best."

"Okay! It's a deal! It's getting late now. I'm worried that those three guys will try to get back to me. Why don't I just wait here for a while? I'm single anyway, so there's nothing wrong with me going back. When you finish selling all these chickens and stuff, I’ll drive you back.”

"That's fine... I'm causing trouble for you."

"Seeing that you are so polite, we will be friends from now on, as we should." As he spoke, Bian Mu walked to the small table where the little girl was sitting, moved a small chair, and wrote homework with the child for a while.

The little girl's homework is pretty good. Except for a few word problems, she can complete other assignments independently.

After more than an hour, the number of diners walking on the street slowly increased...

Waiting until all the chicken was sold out, Bian Mu drove the mother and daughter back to the community where they lived in a van. The food truck was naturally stored in Lao Ma's store.

Fortunately, those three bastards never came to cause trouble.

Bian Mu felt that the special "treatment plan" he adopted should have taken effect.

…

The next day, Bian Mu went to work as usual. He had just punched in his attendance card and met Dong Yushan.

"Mr. Dong, is it convenient now? Can I tell you something?"

"Convenient! Then come to my office and sit for a while!"

"Okay." After saying that, Bian Mu accompanied Dong Yushan to her office.

The two of them sat down, and Bian Mu then briefly talked about how he treated her sister Dong Yuhu.

"What?! There are some things that are not convenient to tell her directly in person. Do you have to pass the message through me afterwards?" Dong Yushan is so smart, she can guess right.

"Yes! I wonder how the relationship between your sister and your brother-in-law is going?"

"Four words, like paint and glue! What? Is there something wrong?"

"How should I put it... I prescribed some medicine for your sister. After taking it for a period of time, I was worried that their relationship as a couple might become weak. To avoid trouble, I told you in advance that you understand everything. I hope You intervene a little, make a little adjustment, and try to avoid discordant things happening." At this point, Bian Mu seemed hesitant to speak.