Chapter 836: Huichun Hall (I)

There are many large pharmacies in the provincial capital, and most of them are in prime locations. Most of them are time-honored brands for decades, and they all come with subordinate pharmaceutical factories. They have considerable influence and benefits.

The fat man looked up at the antique plaque and muttered: "Huichuntang, come here first to try your luck."

Large pharmacies are different from small pharmacies. When you enter, a solemn and quaint aura suddenly comes to your face. This is the foundation of a century-old store that you can't learn.

"Sir, this bear cannot go in-" a woman in a white coat at the door said timidly to the fat man.

The fat man grinded two cardboard boxes and grinned: "Hehe, it's okay, I'm just here to ask, do you want bear gall? We'll take it now, and make sure it's hot-" After saying that, he hit the fat man in front of him: "Don't look around, there's all medicine here, there's no good food!"

In the woman's extremely shocked gaze, the fat man and his group flowed into it with the crowd. When the woman reacted, the fat man and the others were gone.

When I came to the traditional Chinese medicine area, I found a health care counter. There were many customers in front of me. All the ones selling medicine were young and beautiful girls, all of whom looked like angels in white, which was really pleasing to the eye. The fat man probably had half of the people in front of me who came up and looked for trouble.

"Miss, is this Ant Dali Pill effective? How long can it last? I heard that Lu Qiang Shen is good--" A vulgar guy was yelling shamelessly, making the female drug salesperson at the counter blush.

The fat man secretly contempts: "You are so mean, it's not easy to eat a tiger whip." So he poked Benbian and pointed at the guy's back. Benbian grinned and leaned over with his big mouth, happily stretched out his big slap and patted the guy's shoulder.

"Who dares to pat me - my mother--" The guy turned around cursingly, scared his mother so much that he ran away, and threw the two boxes of medicine in his hand on the ground.

The fat man picked up the medicine box from the ground, patted it and put it back on the counter: "This kind of person hates the most, it scares you so much that you can't stand up again!"

The customers around were originally looking at Benben and Pangpang, but after hearing what the fat man said, they burst into laughter and the fear in their hearts dissipated.

When the fat man saw that the scene was not in chaos, he smiled and said to the medicine selling lady inside: "Hello, we are here to sell health products, Yishualing."

"One shot spirit, it works so quickly-" Someone whispered beside him. The name Fatty is really not very good, and it is easy to remind people of shooting and thinking that he sells aphrodisiacs.

The fat man grabbed the back of his head: "I'm a foot soaker. There are more than 20 series of products in total, with different effects. I want to sell them in your generation."

The medicine-selling lady just now smiled at the fat man and said to the chubby guy: "Sir, you have to contact our department manager for this matter. We can't make the decision."

"Then where is your manager?" The fat man had no experience in drug sales for the first time.

"Here, our Huichuntang is a well-known century-old store, not a place to sell fake medicines. You have never heard of foot soaking in traditional Chinese medicine. They are all things at the entrance. Why do you wash your feet when you are there?" A middle-aged man appeared opposite the fat man, with an arrogant look on his face. In his eyes, he was obviously full of disdain for the fat man, and regarded him as a gangster who sells wild medicines.

And soon I found two big bears, one black bear and the other brown bear standing behind the fat man, so the fire became even bigger: "Hurry up and take them out, this is a big medicine hall, not a place where bears come in and visit!"

"I have an ID card for this bear. There is no way that the bear and the fat man are allowed to enter at the door. Look at that lady, isn't she also holding a pet dog-" When the fat man heard that he was selling fake medicine, he felt unhappy and decided not to do this business, but to argue with him. This is obviously racial discrimination.

"It's a pet, it's harmless to people." The department manager was furious and pointed at the fat man.

The fat man laughed: "I am also a pet, and it is even more harmless to people. I'm stupid, practice a hug with the big manager-"

Benben is the most obedient, and he stretches out his big slap and goes forward, which scares the manager to retreat repeatedly: The physique of this black bear is much stronger than that of Uncle Benshan-

Everyone saw the fun and laughed. This bear was so stupid that it was very cute and obviously harmless to people. There was also a little girl who stuffed the candied haws in her hand to Pangpang.

"Those who sell fake medicines, get out of here quickly-" The manager was angry and embarrassed: he fooled me like a monkey!

"Hehe, you always have to be responsible for speaking. Be careful that I sue you for slandering me. What evidence do you say we have for selling fake medicines?" The fat man simply made a fuss to the end. This guy is so hateful and keeps saying that he sells fake medicines.

The manager turned his eyes and invited an old man next to him. There was a table and a chair there. The old man was a doctor, and he was not eighty or seventy years old. He was taking his pulse for someone.

In general, there are doctors in the hall in large pharmacies, most of whom are experienced old Chinese doctors. Those who have no business to do so dare not sit here.

"Mr. Chen, see if they are fake medicines, they are all powdered into pieces. Obviously they are afraid that people will see the details." The manager made a statement. When he saw the appearance of the medicine bag just now, he decided that there was something wrong.

The old man pushed up the reading glasses, looked at the fat man and the others, and then his eyes were fixed on Lao Yaozi. Perhaps the peers were attracted to each other in terms of temperament.

The fat man tore open the outer packaging of a medicine bag and handed over the cloth bag: "Old sir, take a look."

The old man took the medicine bag, put it under his nose and smelled it, then nodded: "There are safflowers, white peony, wolf poison, and there are scorpion insects. They should be the prescription for rheumatism, but they are probably too toxic to take it!"

"Listen, you are simply poison-" the manager shouted, and then suddenly remembered that the medicine seemed to be used for foot soaking.

"Mr. We don't use this medicine, but we use it specifically for foot soaking. It is very effective in treating rheumatoid arthritis." The fat man was also a little impressed. After all, he was an old Chinese doctor. He knew his use when asked about it and knew it was a hundred times better than this ignorant manager.

"This should be effective. Some of these treatments have been mentioned in ancient books, but there is no specific formula. You are--" The old man looked at the old medicine, saying, as if he ignored the fat man directly.

"It is also a collection of ancient prescriptions." Lao Yaozi also had a smile on his face. The other party was also a master, so he felt a little sympathetic. However, the prescriptions are secrets that are not passed on and are worth immeasurable, so they cannot be easily revealed. Although experts can tell which medicinal materials are there, after crushing, the specific quantity is difficult to estimate, so they are not afraid of leaking secrets.

The fat man was proud this time and grabbed the manager: "You just said that you were the ones who sold fake medicines, what do you say now?"

The manager struggled a few times, but the fat man was as powerful as a cow, and he was like a little chicken in his hand. The guy was angry and still refused to give in: "You guys just pieced together this medicine, it's not worth anything at all, and there is no regular production license. Let's sell it on behalf of others and dream about it!"

"You are a duck, you are stubborn. Look at this, is it valuable?" The fat man took out a small box from his schoolbag, which was a thrust of old ginseng.

"Who knows if yours was dried with carrots--" The manager simply said stubbornly. Today, he was embarrassed in front of the employees, and his prestige would probably be greatly reduced.

"You are still a manager, a ignorant guy." The fat man despised this guy even more, and then handed the box to the doctor in the hall: "You are still keen on your wise eyes."

The old man held his reading glasses in his hand and carefully observed the appearance of the ginseng in the box. His face gradually became excited and his hands were trembling: "This is a real old ginseng. I have nowhere to buy it for 500,000 yuan. Young man, can you sell it to our pharmacy?"

The fat man glanced at the annoying manager: "If you look at his villainy face, you can't sell anything you say, but since you keep talking, I have to give you some face whatever you say, but, can you always make the decision-making-"

The old man smiled slightly: "This shop is opened by a child."

"It turns out that it's the old boss, I'm not respectful." The fat man had long seen that the old man was not simple. The manager just now was full of flattery, but he didn't expect that the background would be so big.

"Let's go to the back hall-" The old man waved his hand, and immediately a female clerk led the way. The old man walked lightly and said as he walked: "When Huichun Hall was in my hand, there were several Laoshan ginseng town shops, but they were all used one after another. Now there are not even a decent one, so you have to pretend to be a storefront, otherwise it would be a joke from an expert - by the way, you guys are from Daqingshan, right?"

The fat man was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, and saw the old man smiling and looking very happy. The fat man couldn't help but mutter in his heart: It seems that he has arrived at the door.

"I have heard that your environment is well protected. There are many rare medicinal herbs in the forest, but I have never had the opportunity to go around. I didn't expect that meeting here is really fate!" The old man treated him honestly, and then the fat man understood that he was a wise man.

After thinking about it, the fat man was also happy: If this is the case, there will definitely be no problem with the agency sales. I didn’t expect that the first time I became a drug salesman, the first business would be done. It’s a good sign!

When I arrived at the backyard, there were still three or five small gardens, which should be all medicinal gardens. In such a prime location, I could actually have such a kind of work. Now the fat man admired even more.

When I entered the building, there was a faint fragrance of medicine in the air. Anyway, with the fat man's nose, I couldn't tell what it was.

When I sat down to drink tea, I actually made my own medicine tea. The fat man took a sip and felt quite authentic. So I respectfully put the ginseng on the table in front of the old man: "Old man, we are the first time we are reborn. If this is a small thing, I will give it to you directly. Let's get 20% off."

The old man sipped slowly: "You little fat man is really sophisticated, how do you know I'm not for your ginseng?"

The fat man grabbed his head: "A century-old shop like you must have some wealth, haha--" In fact, after entering the house, he searched and found a lot of precious medicinal herbs in a storage room upstairs, including several ginseng trees, all larger than this one.
Chapter completed!