This pharmacist is not easy

Qiu Yi steadily drove the electric car out of the village along the flat dirt road. After walking for a certain distance, when he got on the concrete road, the town was already in front of him, and the time spent before and after was only half an hour.

Near noon, the sun was high in the sky, and there were trees along the road that did not give him much shade, and with the wind blowing, he felt very comfortable.But when you enter the town, the streets are full of small shops, and the roadside is not like a big city where there are green trees erected. Without the shade of the trees, the sun directly shines down from the top of the head.

It was inconvenient for Qiu Yi to open an umbrella when riding a bicycle, and he didn't have a helmet, and he was wearing short sleeves. The sun burned his forehead, ears and arms, like a ripe fruit.But he didn't care, the past few months of farming had made him used to being in contact with the sun, and the occasional poisonous sunlight was still acceptable.By the way, he likes the sun from six in the morning to ten in the morning and four or five in the afternoon. It doesn't hurt people and is good for the body.

Although the noon sun was scorching, Qiu Yi didn't spend long in the sun, and soon arrived at a medicine shop on the street.

In fact, the scale of the medicine store is not too big, it is privately run, it has been a long-established brand for decades, and there is a Chinese medicine doctor in it.The doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is a middle-aged uncle, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, a short-sleeved white shirt on the upper body, brown suit pants that are very ordinary people on the lower body, and casual sandals on the feet, which are neatly cut His toes, he looks very refined and elegant.

Ever since he was a child, Qiu Yi or people from the village or the town would come to him to feel the pulse if they had a headache, and he would prescribe a dose of medicine and drink it at home, and everything would be fine.The charges in the store are also reasonable, and the general medicinal materials are three cents cheaper than those sold in other medicinal material stores in the town.

Qiu Yi pushed open the glass door and stepped into the store. It was cold and the air conditioner was turned on in the store.He touched his arm and felt that the pores of his body seemed to be quickly dissipating the heat, and the last sweat disappeared without a trace.

There were only a few people in the store, the uncle of Chinese medicine who was taking the pulse of others, the middle-aged woman who was holding a small copper scale to get medicine behind the medicine counter, and two or three customers who seemed to come to see the doctor to get medicine.

The middle-aged woman who fetches the medicine, Qiu Yi, is also familiar with her. She is the wife of the uncle of traditional Chinese medicine. She is in charge of fetching the medicine when the uncle sees a doctor. The couple have been working together for decades.

Qiu Yi walked to the medicine counter and reported the names of several medicinal materials.

The woman glanced at him, smiled, and said in a gentle tone: "They are all Chinese medicine for cough."

In fact, not all of them are medicines for coughing, some of them are just with some effects, and the main medicines are still medicines in the pharmacist's space.

But the woman seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't mean to have a long talk, and quickly found out one by one according to Qiu Yi's words, weighed them, put them in white bags, and tied them.

Qiu Yi paid for the medicine and thanked him. When he walked out of the shop, the heat wave hit his face, his skin seemed to be stuffed by an invisible layer of heat, and he was extremely uncomfortable all of a sudden.

He looked at the sun, walked to the parking spot, and patted the saddle with his hands. It was really hot, and people would burn their buttocks when sitting on it.He didn't leave in a hurry, he unlocked the car, and pushed the electric car to a shady place across the street.

Just in front of it is a small shop, and the big freezer is placed outside the door of the shop, and you can see all kinds of colorfully packaged ice cream and popsicles lying quietly inside.

The shopkeeper was a young girl, in her early twenties, when she saw Qiu Yi looking over, her face suddenly turned red, she looked left and right to look at him in embarrassment.

Qiu Yi glanced at her inexplicably, and quickly returned his attention to the freezer.

There are so many types of ice cream, it's a little hard to choose.

After much deliberation, he finally bought [-] cents milk-flavored ice cream. After all, it was a childhood memory. He hadn't eaten it for a long time, and he missed it very much.

When paying the money, the girl didn't dare to look at him at all, she lowered her head to collect the money, and even spoke in a soft voice, which made Qiu Yi try hard to remember when and where he had bullied her.

The answer is no, even the two sides are meeting for the first time.

Qiu Yi couldn't figure it out, so he didn't worry about it. He tore off the packaging bag and took a bite of the ice cream. Well, it really tasted the same, delicious!

While eating the snow sticks, he recalled that when he was a child, someone in the village who did not know what factory he worked in once brought a bunch of snow sticks back to the village to distribute around the village.He still remembered that the snow bars were not packaged in plastic bags as they are now, but in paper.The long, white snow sticks are a bit like popsicles. Speaking of which, they taste better than the ones in his mouth now. Maybe it’s because his memory is beautified, but unfortunately he hasn’t eaten them since then.

After eating the snow sticks, the saddle was no longer hot, so Qiu Yi sat on it, put in the car key and turned it around to start the car, and headed home under the scorching sun.

It wasn't until the person was gone that she couldn't see her anymore, and the girl looking at the store withdrew her reluctant gaze, thinking that the person just now was so good-looking, why didn't she ask him for a phone call just now?I don't know when I will see you next time.

Qiu Yi still didn't know that he had won the girl's heart, he only wanted to go home and cook the medicine.After finally getting home, he didn't even take a sip of water, and because he remembered what the village head's wife wanted him to return the car as soon as possible, he put down the medicinal materials and drove the electric car non-stop to the village head's house to return the car.

He resigned from the village chief's warm hospitality, and resolutely turned around and went home amid the village chief's wife's forced smile and pretended to persuade him to stay.He walked slowly on the dirt road in the countryside, thinking that he would buy an electric car next time, otherwise it would be inconvenient to go in and out, and it would be uncomfortable to ask people to look at their faces.

He knew that the village chief was a good person, but the village chief's wife was quite petty and fussy, so he reminded himself to bring a gift in return the next time he came to the door.

At noon, Qiu Yi didn't have the heart to do it, so he simply boiled an egg noodle and paid for it.

After eating and drinking enough to rest for a while, he thought about how he would make medicine.

As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. He must first prepare the pot for boiling medicine.

It's not difficult. There is an old-fashioned pottery decoction casserole at home. It hasn't been used for many years and has accumulated a lot of dust. He washed it with water several times before it was cleaned. Now it can be used.

Then, of course, fire is used to boil medicine. He originally wanted to use an empty room as his own studio, but there was only one gas stove in the kitchen, and it was very troublesome to move it around. In the end, he had to choose to operate it in the kitchen.

Let's slowly build a real pharmacist's studio when I have more money in the future. Let's make do with everything now.

Qiu Yi carefully operated step by step according to the records in the medicine book. He would measure the amount of each medicinal material with the electronic scale bought online before putting it in the medicine pot, no more and no less.

When the spring water was finally added, the medicine pot was full, and he was afraid that it would overflow when it was boiled.

It seems that I made a little mistake, and I still need to buy a bigger medicine pot. I didn't expect that there would be so many medicinal materials and spring water, which was more than expected.

Qiu Yi looked at the medicinal pot and thought that since the medicinal materials were all soaked in water, it would be impossible to take them back, so let's boil them for now.

So I lit the gas stove, and a blue and red flame came out, burning around the bottom of the medicine pot.

It is written in the medicine book that it must be boiled over a slow fire for two days and two nights, adding water on the way until the medicinal materials in the pot turn into a paste is considered a success.

He set several alarm clocks with his mobile phone, and reminded himself to come and watch the fire every once in a while, so as not to let the water boil dry.

In this way, Qiu Yi boiled the medicine as usual for two days, and he was lucky that the medicine didn't overflow when it was boiled.

On the third day, a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted out of the medicinal pot, from nose to throat and then to lungs, he smelled it and felt extremely refreshed, making him want to howl involuntarily One sound!

The medicinal fragrance alone can achieve such an effect, not to mention the ointment.

Qiu Yi couldn't wait to lift the lid of the medicine pot, and saw that all the medicinal materials in the medicine pot were gone, and there was only a thick layer of golden, jelly-like ointment at the bottom of the pot.

He dug out the ointment with a clean spoon and put it into a clean rectangular glass jar, exactly one whole jar, 350 grams.

After covering the jar, he hesitated again.

After all, it is something that enters the population, and if there is a mistake, it will be too late to regret it.

But inexplicably, he also has a mysterious confidence in the pharmacist's space, and subconsciously believes that the medicine books are not deceiving.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiu Yi finally bought two live big white ducks from the market.

If there are no white mice, use ducks to test the medicine.

The two big white ducks are both female, and their wings are strong and powerful. He can only sit on one buttock to suppress one of them, while the other is temporarily trapped in the cage.

When he dug out a large piece of ointment with another spoon and handed it to the mouth of a big white duck caught by him, he didn't want the big white duck, which was as quiet as a girl, to suddenly struggle violently like a shrew, stretching its neck. It was so long that it seemed that it might not be able to reach it; the two long flat yellow beaks were wide open, and the serrations on the edges could be seen;

The big white duck probed fiercely, and most of the ointment in the spoon was gone, Qiu Yi stared at it.

The other one trapped in the cage seemed to be stimulated. Its mung bean-sized black eyes were fixed on Qiu Yi, and it started to rattle, its wings were about to flutter, its neck was stretched high, and its chest muscles were so well developed. Looks like he's about to fight.

Hey, I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

Qiu Yi quickly stood up, the pressure on the big white duck was gone, and the whole duck was instantly released, turning around in the yard, flicking its neck left and right, as if it was looking for something.

You are not looking for ointment, are you?

Qiu Yi thought about it for a while, then bent down and stretched the spoon into the cage, treating them equally, you can't just feed one and leave the other alone.

Without waiting for him to think too much, a long flat yellow mouth held the spoon in his mouth, as if to insist on Qingshan not to relax.

It took a lot of effort to pull out the spoon, but the big white duck still wanted to peck him!If you are accidentally bitten, you will die of pain!

On the second day, Qiu Yi took a few glances at the two big white ducks that were alive and kicking freely, and tentatively confirmed that the ointment was not poisonous.

Next, he plans to try it himself. If he tries it and it's okay, then he can think about how to deliver this ointment to Grandma Sun.