Chapter 599

"Now the quality of medicinal materials is getting lower and lower, and many rare medicinal materials are gradually lost. If it goes on like this, our ancestral prescriptions will be useless."

In an antique house, two old people are sitting opposite each other playing chess.

"We are old and can't manage the affairs of the family. Now all these descendants want to cultivate Taoism and become immortals. They still have the mind to study pharmacology." one of the old people sighed by touching the white beard.

"In the past, at least some children were willing to devote themselves to studying pharmacology, but in the end, they changed their careers under the pressure of survival, and now the profession of pharmacologist has long declined." another old man in black shook his head and looked quite lonely, "The past medicinal material event has now become a place for ordinary people to trade medicinal materials. Most of them are medicinal material wholesalers. How can such people know what pharmacology is?"

"But this herbal medicine event was a rule set by the ancestor of the God of medicine hundreds of years ago. Over the years, only the two of us still remember it." the old man with white beard said with a wry smile, "few children from aristocratic families know about it, let alone those who become monks halfway."

"We didn't say it all, so we'll do it for the last time. Since then, there's no pharmacological event," the old man in black seemed to be disappointed and relieved. "We two old men can finally have a rest."

"It's just a pity that the ancient book..."

"I can only blame this world for not accommodating pharmacologists. We two mortals can only act according to God's will. The classics can only wait for someone..."

The fragrance of tea in the hands of the two people entangled together, gradually floating out of the antique house and floating to the side of the street.

This street was originally an antique shop, which was also mixed with many medicine shops selling Chinese herbal medicine. However, with the migration of time, this street gradually declined, and most of the nearby shops were closed. This street has become a chicken rib place. Because it is remote, the government does not manage it more. Only some people who go to the folk to pour antiques occasionally come here Set up stalls on the streets to sell "antiques" that can't see the true and false.

But every six months, there will be a medicinal gathering here. Chinese herbal medicine dealers all over the country also like to come here to buy some high-quality natural Chinese herbal medicines - in this era, everyone likes to recognize pure nature in everything they buy, and the batch planted Chinese herbal medicines sometimes can not meet the needs of some high-end users.

In addition to those who sell medicinal materials, some people will take advantage of this opportunity to take out their ancestral "mysterious prescription" and shout for the treatment of rheumatism, bone pain or other difficult and miscellaneous diseases. They all boast that they have the best folk prescription in the world.

When Wen Xiao arrived, the first day of the market had just begun. Wen Xiao had already selected the location, moved the medicine from the car, and put the board in the wooden box on the ground.

Then she began to sit on the bench and play with her mobile phone.

The people who followed her were very interested. They went to visit a few antique shops and to see those Jianghu vendors selling unidentified paste objects. Each animal's face was full of curiosity. Jiao Jiao was better. Ah Kang was very excited. He looked left and right. It was obviously the first time to see so many humans.