Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Yan Lin didn't expect Jiang Yuzhu to speak so directly, and said frankly: "Mrs. Xie, I do have this idea."

"The Yan family's Jishitang costs 50 taels of silver for a consultation. Even if you have a cold, the consultation fee will be quite a penny."

In Yan Lin's opinion, the cold was not a serious problem, and asking for 50 taels of silver was just a scam.

However, not all of this money went into the pockets of the Yan family, but was split at least half with the doctor.

"As time goes by, those doctors become black-hearted and only have money in their eyes."

His medical skills are mediocre, above average at best, and he only treats patients to make a lot of money, which goes against the original intention of practicing medicine.

Yan Lin had dealt with the doctors of Jishi Hall, and as the young master, he looked down on those people.

"I once proposed with the elders of the clan to open a medicine shop to provide convenience for poor people. We can treat diseases for more than ten yuan, so why waste money?"

Whether you are poor or rich, money does not come with strong winds.

Treating all illnesses equally is the most basic ethics as a doctor, rather than just looking at others and cheating the rich.

"Mr. Yan, from the perspective of the poor, you are working for the benefit of the people, but from the perspective of Yan's elders, you are undoubtedly a prodigal."

Instead of thinking about making money and strengthening Jishitang, they had extramarital affairs. No wonder the Yan family members were wary of Yan Lin, a fool like him.

"Mrs. Xie, Jishitang seems to be profitable. After all, there are only a few fat sheep coming to see the doctor. However, the traditional medicine shop is aimed at ordinary people. It solves the sufferings of the people and you and I can make money, so why not do it?"

Yan Lin had a patent medicine recipe passed down from the Yan family's ancestors, but he didn't have much money and needed a rich backer.

The patent medicine shop affects too many people's interests. Without the power, it cannot be opened and it will not be stable.

Looking for someone else, Jiang Yuzhu is definitely not as reliable as Jiang Yuzhu.

Moreover, Yan Lin was sure Jiang Yuzhu would agree.

"Why are you so sure?"

Jiang Yuzhu looked directly at Yan Lin and said calmly, "You know, I am not short of money. This business is not mandatory."

"Mrs. Xie, you are doing this not only to make money, but also to consider Mr. Xie. Mr. Xie is a good official who is dedicated to the people."

Yan Lin looked serious. He was not trying to flatter Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu. Jiang Yuzhu was willing to do everything possible to purchase medicinal materials for the northern generals and would never shirk anything that benefited the people.

"We're three to seven, I'm three to you and you're seven."

Yan Lin came up with all the prescriptions for the patent medicines, and after deducting the costs, the two of them split the accounts.

We will first use the areas around the border towns as a pilot project to prepare the medicine balls while opening up channels for medicinal materials. If expectations are met, it will not be too late to open a branch.

"In the early stage, we will first make patent medicines to treat common diseases such as wind-cold, wind-heat, headache, and dysentery."

Yan Lin took out a pamphlet, which was a plan he had been planning for a long time.

"People can't tell the difference between wind-cold and wind-heat. If they buy the wrong medicine, it will only aggravate the condition."

Don't expect ordinary people to be able to explain the symptoms clearly. Patent medicine shops still need doctors to consult.

"I'm willing to invest money, but I have a small request."

Jiang Yuzhu tapped the table casually with one hand and said after a while, "I want some patent medicines to treat women's diseases."

Poor people, the menstrual belt is wrapped with plant ash, and the menstrual belt is washed and dried for repeated use. There are many hidden diseases that they are ashamed to talk about.

Most women have problems and have no choice but to endure because of their appearance, which makes them miserable.

Jiang Yuzhu only noticed this problem when she saw Wei Jing secretly seeking treatment from a doctor after she got a heart disease.

"For external use, internal use, internal use, the price only adds a little to the cost price, as long as you don't lose money."

Although for ordinary people, the male is the breadwinner, women still have to do embroidery to supplement the family income. They are reluctant to care for the elderly and children, but are often extremely stingy about themselves.

Yan Lin opened a medicine shop to benefit the people, and Jiang Yuzhu's scope was greatly reduced. She only wanted to benefit women.

"Mrs. Xie, this patent medicine for women's diseases, Yan is really..."

Yan Lin's face turned red. He was not good at gynecological diseases.

Jiang Yuzhu's expression remained unchanged, and she took the initiative and said, "Leave it to me."

The two discussed for less than half an hour and initially reached a consensus.

A heavy snowstorm continued intermittently until the [-]th day of the first lunar month, and the people had voluntarily shoveled out a narrow path on the street.

During this period, Xie Zhao returned home once. Jiang Yuzhu inquired about the situation outside the city and asked: "The people are unwilling to evacuate. The streets are full of snow now. The barbarians will not enter the city, right?"

The palace in the capital changed, and Beidi was trapped again, in a dilemma.

"If we wait for the weather to warm up and a few rains, there may be floods."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at Xie Zhao and said helplessly, "It's just a little bit short of luck."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Xie Zhao's face, and then he agreed: "The barbarians can delay this war until spring, but Daqi cannot. The barbarians must be dealt with first, and then the people can be organized to dig rivers to avoid floods."

Calculating this, there is not much time left for the Daqi soldiers.

Xie Zhao has received the news. As planned before, Xiao She has been hiding, fishing for big fish for a long time, and just waiting for the person behind it to show up.

"Madam, please rest assured. Dad, Yu Shi, Yu Jijiu and others are all together. The place of refuge is safe."

After Xie Zhao learned about his father-in-law Jiang Fulu's thoughts, he found his confidants to secretly help facilitate the matter.

This is a secret that belongs to the two of them. If Jiang Fulu changes his face, Xie Zhao will not have time to report it to his mother-in-law Chen.