Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"Explosion!"

With the arrival of summer, toilet water is completely popular in Kaifeng City.

Although there are cleaners cleaning Kaifeng City, the sanitary condition of Kaifeng City has greatly improved. However, mosquitoes and flies can fly and reproduce rapidly, so the people of Kaifeng are still plagued by mosquitoes.

As the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital introduced toilet water to Kaifeng City as a daily necessities, the magical toilet water completely conquered the people of Kaifeng. A simple swipe of toilet water can repel mosquitoes and relieve itching. It is simply a must-have medicine at home.

Suddenly, people in Kaifeng rushed to buy it, and major wine shops also cooperated with traditional Chinese medicine hospitals to sell toilet water throughout the Song Dynasty. As a traditional Chinese medicine hospital that produces toilet water, it is making money every day and has turned a profit in a short period of time.

Seeing such a booming business, Fan Sanming couldn't help but feel very proud. You must know that the main component of toilet water is alcohol, and he has a 10% share of the income from alcohol. Even this 10% share is a huge fortune. Now he truly understands what it means to make money standing up!

"The evil doctor Fan Zheng is really evil!"

Opposite the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Shopkeeper Liu looked at the cartloads of toilet water being pulled out from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and couldn't help feeling secretly resentful.

In his opinion, the ingredients of toilet water are drugs and should be sold in pharmacies. This profit should be obtained by their pharmacies. However, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital actually defines it as a daily necessities and bypasses pharmacies. Even ordinary grocery stores can sell.

"Shopkeeper, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital has become a trend, and it is useless to fight anymore. It is better for Liu's Pharmacy to cooperate with the traditional Chinese medicine hospital." The clerk persuaded.

Shopkeeper Liu said bitterly: "Liu's Pharmacy originally thought that it would be better to provide icing on the cake than to provide help when it is time, but I don't know that the traditional Chinese medicine hospital looks down on Liu's Pharmacy. Now, if you are shameless and get involved, regardless of people's faces, the most you can do is get a share of the pie. Liu I really can’t afford to lose this face.”

Shopkeeper Liu secretly regretted that he was not as decisive as Fan Sanming. He thought that if he had supported the traditional Chinese medicine hospital at all costs and chose to add icing on the cake, he would have at least benefited a lot from the medicinal materials.

Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine hospitals require a lot of medicinal materials every day, and they are more durable. Although the medicinal materials required for toilet water are single, with the popularity of toilet water, the dosage of honeysuckle and camphor can be described as massive. So many benefits are cheap. A drug dealer in Bozhou.

Shopkeeper Liu regretted it endlessly, and other businessmen also sighed with regret. Everyone could tell that with the popularity of toilet water, the Chinese medicine hospital would no longer have any constraints, and it was only a matter of days before it could soar into the sky. They were all inferior to Fan Sanming and had lost the best opportunity.

When the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was on the right track, Fan Zheng completely let go. Fan Sanming was responsible for toilet water and medicinal materials, and Yang Jie was responsible for the affairs of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

As for him, he had nothing to do today and was traveling with his beauty.

Fan Zheng and Li Qingzhao were everywhere in the city of Kaifeng, but Li Qingzhao still did not write another famous poem. The two used this as an excuse to travel around and recite poems, and the two young hearts quietly came closer. .

However, no one has pierced this layer of window paper, and enjoys this ignorant love through the evil method of focusing on the mountains and rivers.

In the boudoir of Li Mansion.

Li Qingzhao looked in the mirror, put on red makeup, and carefully dressed up and made up.

"Miss, Mr. Zhao sent someone to deliver an invitation, inviting the lady to attend the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Festival in Bianyuan tonight." Lian'er came in from outside and presented an invitation.

"Bianyuan Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party?" Li Qingzhao's hand shook slightly, and he drew his eyebrows to the side, so he had to erase them and redraw them.

"Yes! Miss is now the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty. Her song "Like a Dream" is unmatched by anyone. How could the Bianyuan Poetry Club be without Miss's grace?" Lian'er said excitedly.

"A group of imperial students are moaning for no reason." Li Qingzhao sneered and threw aside the invitation to the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party.

"Ah! Didn't Miss love to participate in poetry gatherings the most?" Lian'er asked puzzledly. In the past, Li Qingzhao was very enthusiastic about poetry gatherings. He dominated the poetry gatherings, overpowering all the men, and then had a venomous tongue. Her greatest pleasure.

"That was in the past. Compared with Brother Fan, these doctors were only arty. If they had this little effort, why not do something practical? For example, Brother Fan's two songs "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" saved countless women from the pain of incest marriage. The hospital has treated countless people, and the medical treatment has given Kaifeng a completely new look,……………….”

When Li Qingzhao talked about Fan Zheng's great achievements, he suddenly became excited.

Lian'er nodded slightly. Compared with Fan Zheng, those imperial students were really different. Unfortunately, Fan Zheng was just a doctor and not worthy of the most talented lady in the Song Dynasty.

Li Qingzhao didn't know what Lian'er was thinking. At that moment, he put on a white gauze hood, a mixed imitation emerald hairpin, a waist-high collar and a Songhuzi, and a plain pleated skirt on the lower body. He looked slim and graceful like an orchid.

"Miss, you are so beautiful today!" Lian'er praised.

Li Qingzhao looked arrogant, picked up three feet of white cloth, and wrapped it hard around her feet. The pain made her gasp.

Lian'er was shocked and said: "Don't you like to have your feet bound the most, Miss? What happened today..."

Li Qingzhao took a breath and said with a twitch on his pretty face: "Before, I secretly let go of my feet for fear of pain. Now that I'm almost an adult, it's too late if I don't bind my feet!"

Although foot binding was not widely popular in the Song Dynasty, it was very common in the royal family and upper class society, especially in the palace. Many palace ladies liked to bind their feet into a crescent shape and then dance gracefully. This dance was particularly beautiful and attracted the emperor's favor.

This trend soon spread from the palace to the people, especially the morbid hobby of high-ranking officials and nobles for three-inch golden lotus, which encouraged this trend and gradually became popular in the upper class society of the Song Dynasty.

After all, women in the upper class do not need to engage in physical labor and have dedicated people to take care of them. Footbinding has less impact on them and can also please men. Gradually, more and more women have footbinding, and Li Qingzhao is one of the victims.

"Miss is the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty, how can she imitate those vulgar women and serve others with sex." Lian'er said proudly.

Li Qingzhao shook his head and said, "You don't understand, which woman doesn't want to make herself more perfect!"

Seeing that the proud Li Qingzhao in the past was so worried about gains and losses, and the fact that Li Qingzhao liked to dress up recently, Lian'er couldn't help but think of a saying - a woman should look good to herself.

Thinking of the young lady's recent actions and words, a name gradually emerged in Lian'er's mind - the evil doctor Fan Zheng.

"Let's go!" Li Qingzhao endured the discomfort in his feet, stood up, and walked out.

"Ah! Miss, where are we going?" Lian'er said in surprise.

"Where else can we go? Bian Garden, of course!" Li Qingzhao said calmly.

"Didn't Miss just say that the Bianyuan Poetry Club is a group of imperial students moaning and being arty?" Lian'er muttered in a low voice and quickly followed her footsteps.

"Father, mother, my child has gone to the Bianyuan Poetry Recital!"

Li Qingzhao went to say hello to Li Kefei and Wang, and took Lian'er out of the Li Mansion in a carriage.

"Miss, Bian Garden is here!" The two of them quickly arrived at Bian Garden.

However, Li Qingzhao did not get out of the car, but ordered: "Keep walking!"

"Ah!" Lian'er was puzzled, but continued to let the carriage pass by Bian Garden until she reached the intersection ahead and spotted a familiar figure.

"Evil doctor Fan Zheng."

Lian'er was suddenly shocked. Looking at Li Qingzhao who couldn't wait to open the car window, a bad feeling came into her heart.

She finally found the rightful owner of the young lady who pleases her.