"Doctor, how do you sell this ginseng wine?"

"You don't need it."

"My mother has a bad spleen and stomach. She is often sleepy and weak. She has shortness of breath and lack of energy. And..."

"Okay! I already know that you are filial. There are still 3 yuan and 60 cents left. I won't give it to you. I'll give you some ginseng and tiger bone wine."

This time the glass bottle was filled to 70% full and handed to Zhou Wenzhong.

"This is real medicinal wine, not wine! Just drink ginseng and tiger bone wine for 2 yuan a day. Don't drink too much, including deer penis wine. Once your health improves, you must stop immediately. Don't take it seriously."

"Thank you, doctor. I understand, thank you, thank you."

"Sigh... you must remember that you can drink up to 4 qian of Lubian wine a day. For you, 1 qian is enough. No matter how much you drink, it will make you weak. In fact, you really don’t need to drink it. Eat more beef.

Just use mutton to replenish it.”

"Don't worry, I've kept it all in mind. By the way! Can I trouble you again?"

"explain."

"Can you give me some matches? I can't afford any more matches."

"Then where did you get 10 yuan?"

"This is my first salary. Apart from buying medicine for myself, I have spent it on being filial to my parents. I really have no money."

The old doctor opened his cotton robe, took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket and handed them to Zhou Wenzhong.

"Thank you, doctor. My name is Zhou Wenzhong. I carry big bags at the Second Grain Station. When you buy grain, remember to come to me. I guarantee that it will be the grain that just arrived."

"Okay, I'll keep it in mind."
Chapter completed!