Chapter 25: One word difference

Liu Xinmei sat still. There was a chat with the old man who looked at the tea stall.
"Old man, how is the business of Baicaotang?" She asked seriously, looking at the bustling passers-by at the door.
"It's not bad, Mr. Zuotang has done medicine there, and his medical ethics are well-known." The old man nodded again and again, and he was very fond of Mr. Yun.
"Why would such a thing happen?" Liu Xin asked puzzled.
"Alas, it's not the ghost of the cloud shopkeeper!" The old man answered strangely.
"Old man, talk about these things!" The onlookers will see many things clearly.
"This ..." The old man was embarrassed and always said bad things about others.
Liu Xinmei doubled his tea money, but no longer asked any more.
But a few truths, no effort, no one, he was generously given him a few pennies and money, and the old man talked about some things in Baicaotang.
This baicaotang was the dowry accompanied by the wife and wife of Houye's wife in Jingbianhoufu, and then passed into the hands of Miss Liu Xinmei. Hou Fu's family style is pure, and doing business is also unscrupulous. Especially in this industry of healing and saving lives, if there is no compassion for the people, the patients will be even more miserable.
The people here, from the shopkeeper to the apprentice, are very kind to the patients. In addition, the gentleman in the sitting room is also an ancestral medicine. It has been inherited by generations and won a good reputation in Beijing. It's just that in the past two years, the shopkeeper and the buddy have changed. Only Mr. Yun is still here. Many patients are coming to Mr. Yun, so there is not much impact on business.
Later, it was repeatedly reported that the weight of the medicinal materials was reduced, and some precious medicinal materials were also sub-charged. However, everyone knows that there is an Anwang Mansion behind this store, and they dare to speak out. It's not that such a thing hasn't happened today, but it has just happened in a hurry. The people don't fight against the officials, the people still know the current affairs very well.
"What did Mr. Yun say?" Liu Xinmei came in with interest.
"What can I do? I have been arguing with the shopkeeper a few times, but I was told that as long as he did not make mistakes in the prescriptions, he would not bother with him. He was also somewhat discouraged and pried in private There are a lot of people, but they have been practicing medicine for a few lifetimes, and they are still reluctant to leave in this way. "The old man sighed and wondered whether Mr. Yun's choice was regretful or gratifying.
"Let's go and see." Liu Xinmei understood the ins and outs of the matter and already had a plan in mind.
"What's so noisy? We can't go wrong with this recipe. We're not afraid if you sue the government." The shopkeeper is not tall, but his voice is not small.
"This ginseng has been replaced by Dangshen, but the price is the same. Are you so arrogant, can your conscience pass?" The man's fingers were trembling, and he was obviously very angry.
"You can see it, is Fangzi really writing ginseng?" The shopkeeper asked unhurriedly.
"This is not, Mr. Yun can't make a mistake." The man pulled out a stack of neatly prepared prescriptions on his body.
"Isn't this just ginseng? Where is ginseng written?" The treasurer shook the prescription in his hand and showed it to the people around him.
"Really!" Several people around him stretched their necks and muttered in a low voice.
"No, Mr. Yun clearly wrote ginseng, how could it be like this?" The man snatched back Fang Zi and looked carefully.
"You, you have transcribed it!" After seeing Fang Zi clearly and finding out where the problem is, the person was trembling with popularity. This is simply the act of a robber.
"Mr. Yun, you are fair, did you write ginseng at that time?" The man turned his hope to the sitting gentleman.
"Yes, my formula is indeed written like this." Mr. Yun gave him a serious look, regardless of the frequency of the shopkeeper, and answered solemnly.
"How is it? Mr. Yun will not lie. Now you have nothing to say? Pay me money." The man was upset.
"Hum, the beauty of thinking! Mr. Yun is just the Mr. Zuo here, we naturally have the right to modify the recipe." Said the cunning of the shopkeeper.
The people around were aware of this, and they all knew the shame of the shopkeeper, but no one could refute him.
Mr. Yun's face has been dark for a long time. Fortunately, although the drug effect is a little worse, he will not cause much harm to the patient. Otherwise, they will be dismissed by them, and he must stand on the position of the patient.
"You, you, isn't this bullying?" The green muscles on the man's forehead all jumped up.
"Ginseng and Dangshen are not all ginseng, it's all the same." The shopkeeper said shamelessly.
Liu Xinmei couldn't hear it anymore, she could no longer spoil the reputation of Baicaotang by others. After separating the people, she walked in and smiled slightly at the shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper's words are good. Since they are all ginsengs, the medicinal effects are almost the same."
"This little ... the lady is right, it is from the big family, the insight is that you group of country gangsters can't compare." The shopkeeper originally wanted to call her "Miss", but just saw it The maid behind was holding the child in her hand, and she quickly changed her mind.
"Ma'am, this has a discount on the drug effect of Dangshen," Mr. Yun said unpleasantly.
"It's just a word difference." Liu Xinmei smiled faintly.
"That's the difference between words, it's nothing." The shopkeeper said straightforwardly, didn't even think about why Liu Xinmei helped him.
"The shopkeeper, does this really matter?" Liu Xinmei asked, leaning his head.
"Of course." The shopkeeper nodded frequently.
"The dead and the living are also one word away. I said that the treasurer is the dead. Presumably you don't mind?" Liu Xinmei smiled harmlessly.
"Haha ..." A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd. It turned out that the lady was unfair, and they just misunderstood.
"You, what do you say?" The shopkeeper almost burst into anger, but this capital city is at the foot of the emperor, the territory of the hidden dragon and the lying tiger. I don't know the roots of others.
"You said it yourself, the difference between the words is nothing." Liu Xinmei said seriously.
"Who are you, but you know that the Baicaotang is the property of An Wang Mansion? Opposing us is against An Wang Ye." The shopkeeper lifted Murong Yifei's name to suppress people.
"I'm from the An Wang Mansion. Wang Ye is strict in managing his family, and will never allow you to do such damaging things. If he is known to him, you will also be punished." Liu Xinmei said with dignity.