Doctors in the late Ming Dynasty

Sun Chengzong didn't want to continue this topic, so he quickly said: "Don't talk about me, Hall Master Cao, Brother Zhang, it's more business, let's look at the medicinal materials first."

The two nodded and walked. Zhang Jiebin pointed forward and said, "It's really strange. There are still monks selling medicine?"

Before Hall Master Cao could speak, Sun Chengzong said: "Brother Zhang, it's strange to see so few. There are not only monks, but also many Taoist priests and nuns who also sell medicines for a living. Qizhou can become a medicine market because there are many varieties of medicines nearby."

"Yes, Zhisheng is right. Monks also need to live. It is better to do some business than to do nothing and cheat." Hall Master Cao nodded and continued.

"Sure enough, the world is full of wonders. Let's go and have a look." Zhang Jiebin suddenly became interested and suggested.

The three of them turned into an alley and walked towards the monk's stall that Zhang Jiebin pointed to earlier.

When Zhang Jiebin got closer, he realized that it was the young novice monk from Guangci Temple who had entertained them yesterday. So he said, "Little master, you don't chant sutras in the temple, but you come here to sell medicine?"

"I have seen donor Zhang and two donors. The poor monk is not on duty today, so he came here to sell some medicinal materials collected in his spare time." said the young monk.

Hall Master Cao also looked at the medicinal materials in front of him with great interest. There were not many varieties and small quantities. Moreover, this stall was also in a remote location. Except for a few scattered people, few people came to patronize it. Most of them were just passing by.

Zhang Jiebin continued to chat with the young monk. Perhaps because no one had visited him all morning, the young monk was very talkative.

"Little master, you haven't sold any medicine for most of the day, right?" Zhang Jiebin asked casually.

The little novice shook his head repeatedly and said: "I still sold a few taels of medicine. An old donor came here earlier and needed two taels of medicine. I called him here."

"Then it must be just for cheap. You don't sell fake medicines, do you?"

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate. Even if ants dare not harm them, how can they have the intention to harm others?" Upon hearing this, the little novice shook his head like a rattle and clasped his hands together as he chanted.

Just when Zhang Jiebin was teasing the little novice, Hall Master Cao had already finished reading the medicine and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that this place is too remote and there are no onlookers. Otherwise, he can help the little monk sell the medicine."

"Oh? So, these medicines are good?" Sun Chengzong asked.

"Not only are they good, they are all good medicinal materials." Hall Master Cao corrected, and then said to the little novice monk: "Little monk, you picked these medicines yourself? Do you know how to make medicines?"

The little novice nodded and shook his head, and said with some hesitation: "Although I picked the medicine, it was made by the medicine master. And don't call me little monk. Senior brother said that monk is a contemptuous term for us."

"Monk is a contemptuous term, then..." Hall Master Cao laughed when he heard it. He wanted to make a joke, but as soon as the words came out, he knew it was inappropriate, so he asked instead: "Then what is an honorific title?"

"If you are the host, you have to call me master. As for me, I can just call you little master like Donor Zhang." The little novice thought for a while and said.

Zhang Jiebin also laughed and said casually: "Little Master, as far as I know, the word monk is not a compliment or a disgrace. It is a scornful term for a bald donkey, right?"

The little novice monk lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Both words are not good, they will cause great harm to us."

Seeing this, Zhang Jiebin stopped arguing and asked: "By the way, you mentioned medicine master before, but there is a medicine monk in your temple who specializes in medicine?"

The little novice monk nodded and said, "Yes, the pharmacist is very powerful. He not only knows how to make medicines, but also treats patients. Many believers come to the pharmacist specifically for treatment."

"I wonder if he learned from the doctor Fang Ming or from my Han family medical skills?" Zhang Jiebin continued to ask.

The young novice shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

Zhang Jiebin did not continue to ask further questions, but said to Hall Master Cao: "Since this medicine is good, you might as well accept it all, which can be regarded as filial piety to the Buddha."

However, Hall Master Cao shook his head and explained: "Our Heniantang is similar to Meng Yutang in that most of the medicines are medicinal. Most of these medicines are used for injuries caused by falls, but we at Heniantang don't need them."

Zhang Jiebin laughed again when he heard this, and joked: "Who doesn't know that your Heniantang is located at Caishikou, with three religions and nine schools? You don't accept any profession. Even the requiem on the guillotine is specially provided by your Heniantang. I understand it completely

It comes in handy."

"But our He Niantang's secret recipe really doesn't use these medicinal materials." Hall Master Cao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Zhang Jiebin had no choice but to give up and said to the young novice: "Look, it's not that I won't help you, it's really that I can't do anything..."

Before he finished speaking, a quarrel came from the other end of the alley. Before Zhang Jiebin and others could react, they heard the little novice monk say: "It's those fake monks who are swindling and deceiving me again, ruining the reputation of Buddhism."

When Zhang Jiebin heard this, he immediately knew that it was a Buddhist monk. He said goodbye to the little novice monk, and the three of them went to the alley.

"I think these scholars are blackmailing people. They say in teahouses that they are useless scholars."

"Yes, I only know that monks don't lie, but officials don't tell lies when they have reason and no money."

"Master's medicine must be good. I got sick once and was cured at Guangci Temple."

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As soon as the three of them came out, they heard overwhelming accusations. Looking closer, they saw Wu Zhiwang and the others on one side, and several monks on the other. It was obvious that the monks were setting up a stall to sell medicine.

Most of the crowd pointed at Wu Zhiwang and the others, but the few who knew what Great Buddhism was kept silent. Before Zhang Jiebin could speak, Sun Chengzong had already rushed over and asked about the situation.

When everyone saw the scholar's companion coming, a hot-tempered one immediately scolded him: "If you don't know what you are doing, get out. Don't be embarrassed here. Bookworm, go home and read your sages' books!"

"Shu Zi is not very clever and deserves to be deceived." Wu Zhiwang was furious.

Sun Chengzong quickly stopped Wu Zhiwang, comforted him for a while, and then clasped his fists and apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone, my brother is a little angry. Regardless of the right and wrong, I will first apologize for my brother."

"I heard that Qizhou Pharmacy Market is the most disciplined. There is a drug dealer, Mr. Lin, who is in charge of the overall situation, there is a master of Dian Ke who calms down the troubles, there are also Zhang Gangtou, the Three Emperors Association, Jingtian Dao, who are in charge, and there are also people from Heniantang in the capital.

Hall Master Cao discerns everything with his Dharma eyes."

"I believe that all the young and old men are convinced by them. It's a coincidence that Hall Master Cao of Henian Hall is here. Why don't we ask him to come and comment?"

When everyone heard what Sun Chengzong said, they all agreed. One of them pointed in the direction of Hall Master Cao and shouted: "Headmaster Cao is right there. I have seen him before, and I will definitely not admit his mistake."

As soon as these words came out, people immediately shouted "Master Cao" and "Miracle Doctor Cao". Hall Master Cao did not shirk, they all bowed and said hello, and then stepped forward to check out the medicinal materials.

Wu Zhiwang had also seen Hall Master Cao in the crowd before and knew that he was the number one figure in the capital. Seeing him come out to uphold justice, he felt relieved.