Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

When Doctor Zhao saw that it was Zhou Rongrong who brought the three babies, he greeted them with a bright smile on his face.

"Rongrong, I heard that you built a new house, you must treat me to the housewarming party, and make more of your Ma Fei San pills, they are not enough."

Zhou Rongrong's Ma Fei San was not only spread in the Northern Army, but many soldiers in other military camps had heard of it. Some people tried to crack the prescription and could find out what the medicinal ingredients were. But some people's results were not very good. The pain was reduced, but it was not as good as Zhou Rongrong's medicine.

Moreover, the medicine that Zhou Rongrong sold to the army cost only ten cents per pill, which was not expensive for many soldiers.

After all, ten cents can relieve pain, which is really a great thing. If you take a dose of medicine outside, it will cost dozens of copper coins, right?

So the military doctor couldn't come up with a prescription and simply gave up. Doctor Zhao had said that the pill maker sold the pills to the army for ten cents, but sold them to outsiders for fifteen cents, and people outsiders couldn't even buy them.

As a result, many men in the army bought several bottles at a time, keeping one or two for themselves and sending them back to their families. As a result, the medicine Zhou Rongrong sent was not enough for the Northern Army. The general saw this and realized that this was not going to work, so he started to limit purchases.

If individuals want to buy it, the wholesale price is 15 cents per bottle, and there is a purchase limit, with one person only able to buy two bottles. Even so, the supply is still insufficient to meet the demand.

So in the Northern Army, everyone I meet recently asks, "Have you bought Ma Fei San?" Even people from other military camps ask this question.

After all, who wouldn’t want something like this? And it’s cheap, right?

When Doctor Zhao talked to Zhou Rongrong, Zhou Rongrong also took it to heart and said that she would exaggerate the output once the house was built.

Zhou Rongrong: "Doctor Zhao, I came here today to trouble you with something?"

Doctor Zhao asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Rongrong pulled Doctor Zhao to the backyard, and she and Sanbao mysteriously took out a box. Inside the box was a piece of cloth. When the cloth was opened, a whole wild ginseng was revealed.

Doctor Zhao had seen everything, but he was amazed by such a complete wild ginseng. He took the box and looked at it carefully, and his cloudy old eyes became bright.

"Rongrong, your ginseng is so good. It is estimated to be more than fifty years old, and the beard is still intact. I will buy it from you for whatever price you tell me."

Sanbao stared at Doctor Zhao and jumped around him trying to get his ginseng back, but Doctor Zhao held down his little head with a big hand.

"Go away, the adults are talking, stop making noise."

The more Doctor Zhao looked at it, the more he liked it. Even the signature ginseng in his own store was not as good as this one, and it was fresh ginseng. It was simply the ginseng of his dreams.

Seeing that he liked her more and more, Zhou Rongrong said cautiously.

"Well, my family won't sell it. We have to keep something to save our lives, right?"

"Ah? You won't sell it to me? Then why don't you bring it here and let me see it?"

Doctor Zhao was so angry that his beard stood up and he was very unhappy.

Zhou Rongrong was not angry either. Mainly because she knew that Doctor Zhao was obsessed with good medicinal materials, so she tried to please him.

"Although I won't sell it to you, I can make it for you, and bring my third son along."

Doctor Zhao: ....

"You really don't want to sell it? I'll give you five hundred taels and you won't sell it?"

This price is very reasonable. If it is sold in other pharmacies, it will not be sold at this price.

Zhou Rongrong looked at Sanbao and then at Doctor Zhao. The little guy wanted to learn medicine. Doctor Zhao was a very good doctor. If Sanbao could learn from him, even just getting to know the medicinal herbs and practicing a little would be great, right?

I heard that it takes more than ten years to become a master of Chinese medicine. If you start learning now, it will be a skill in the future. Anyway, Sanbao doesn't want to be an official but a doctor. Doctor Zhao can teach Sanbao Chinese medicine and he can teach surgery himself.

Isn't that all? The disciples that Doctor Zhao and I have jointly taught, isn't that a great achievement?

At least she felt that she could definitely act arrogantly in the town or even the county.

Then he rolled his eyes and said in a flattering manner.

"Doctor Zhao, you see my son is a genius in medicine. You can take him as your apprentice. You can teach him Chinese medicine and I will teach him suturing. I will give you half of my ginseng."

Doctor Zhao then stroked his beard and looked at Sanbao. He was not even as tall as the counter, so how could he be a genius?

Zhou Rongrong nudged Sanbao with her elbow, and Sanbao understood what she meant and started to recite.

Since Sanbao got the copy of Shennong's Herbal Classic, he started to read it and memorize it every day. But when he saw it was Sanbao, he didn't recognize many of the characters and would either ask Dabao or Zhou Rongrong.

Gradually, he recognized more characters and started to memorize books. Zhou Rongrong found this knowledge boring, but for Sanbao, it was not boring at all. The more he memorized, the more fun it became. He would often walk around the village with the book in his hand, and when he saw a blade of grass or a flower, he would look up the book for comparison.

Sanbao knows many common traditional Chinese medicines in the village. He has memorized the names of more than a dozen traditional Chinese medicines. He not only memorized the properties and main indications of the relevant medicines, but also the incompatibility taboos, the relationship between the monarch and the minister, and some simple prescriptions. Sanbao has memorized them all, and he recites them very fluently.

Zhou Rongrong was so proud that if she had a tail, she would swing it in a spiral to heaven.

"How is it, my son is pretty good, right? Just look for his talent, Doctor Zhao, can you find him? There is no one else as talented as my son in the whole Great Zhou."

Doctor Zhao's eyes became brighter and brighter as Sanbao recited more and more, but then he thought that the man's mother had inherited the knowledge from his family and he thought that it was Zhou Rongrong who taught him, so he asked Sanbao.

"How long has your mother taught you?"

Sanbao thought about it and said, "Teach me, when did you teach me Chinese medicine? My mother doesn't know Chinese medicine? Apart from the herbs she uses in her pills, my mother doesn't know as many Chinese medicines as I do. It was only less than half an hour on the donkey cart."

Sanbao shook his head.

"My mother didn't teach me. She's not good at Chinese medicine. I learned it myself from books."

Doctor Zhao was so surprised that he opened his mouth and held Sanbao's little face, looking left and right, and asked Sanbao to stick out his tongue to show him. He saw that the child was well taken care of and healthy.

Zhou Rongrong has good family education and is definitely a good child. He also likes to study medicine and has talent. The most important thing is that half of the ginseng is the child’s apprenticeship gift. With his mother teaching him, there will definitely be no second one like him in the entire Zhou Dynasty.

Although they haven't become apprentices yet, Doctor Zhao already thinks of Sanbao as his beloved little disciple. No matter how he looks at him, he likes him. He is no longer the little kid he was just now.

So Doctor Zhao decided to accept a closed disciple and take half of the ginseng. However, Doctor Zhao was famous and well-known in the town, so taking a closed disciple was not something he did casually. He had to perform a ceremony of paying homage to his teacher and treat the disciple to a meal.

So Zhou Rongrong left Sanbao with Doctor Zhao and asked him to help him prepare ginseng, while she went shopping in her donkey cart.

As Zhou Rongrong went shopping, she forgot what she had said before, about saving money.

The shopping phase has begun. There is nothing we can do about it. It's a change of seasons and we always need new clothes. Two sets per person is not too much, right?

Do we need to change the undershirts too? Is it okay to give each of the five children a set of undershirts?

The four children in the family need to study and use up their pens, inkstones, and paper quickly. Should we buy some of them as well? Should we also buy some toys and hairbands that the children like?

After buying all the daily necessities, two taels of silver were spent. When Zhou Rongrong went to pick up Sanbao, the two, one big and one small, were already chatting enthusiastically.

Ginseng cannot be prepared in a short time. It takes two or three days. It is a delicate job. Doctor Zhao did not dare to let the medicine boy prepare such good ginseng. He planned to prepare it himself, which would take some time.

The two agreed to come back three days later and drove Sanbao to school.

Zhou Rongrong and Sanbao discussed on the way.

"Mother has planned this for you. We have to study too. Fortunately, Zhangjia Village is not far from the town. We will go to the academy in the morning to study, and mother will pick you up in the afternoon to study medicine with Doctor Zhao, and then bring you back in the evening?"

Sanbao was so surprised that he didn't consider this problem. He thought about it and said.

"Mom, why don't I go to school? I'll just follow my master to learn medicine. It's troublesome for you to pick us up and drop us off every day. I can just live in my master's shop, okay? I'll go home during the holidays."

Zhou Rongrong naturally refused. Such a young child doesn't want to study? What does he want to do? Even if he wants to study medicine, there is no reason not to study, she said sternly.

"No, you have to read. All my children have to learn to read and write. How dare you not read? I'll spank you and won't let you study medicine."

Sanbao also wanted to study, but he felt that his mother was very tired from taking him back and forth. He said this because he didn’t want to make his mother suffer. How could he read medical books if he couldn’t read?

He also likes Mr. Zhuang and his friends in the academy, and he would be reluctant to stop studying there.

Sanbao said hesitantly, his tone full of heartache.

"But mother, you are too tired."

Zhou Rongrong stopped the donkey cart and looked at him seriously.

"Don't worry. Since I'm your mother, I have to consider your future. It's okay to work hard. Just study hard and become a good doctor to repay your mother, isn't that enough?"

In fact, Zhou Rongrong didn't want to say thank you. She just wanted him to study hard, but this child was different from other brothers and sisters. If Dabao trusts you, he gives you his wholehearted trust.

Sanbao is different. This child thinks a lot and is the most anxious among the children. Sanbao helps the most in the Ma Fei San business.

Only in this way can Sanbao feel that he is a useful child. He must study hard so that he can provide for Zhou Rongrong in his old age.

Sanbao thought about it and promised.

"Mom, don't worry, I will study hard and be filial to you in the future."

Zhou Rongrong touched Sanbao's little head and said.

"Just study hard and don't worry about other things. You are at the age to learn."

Sanbao nodded his little head.

"Yeah, mom knows."

Zhou Rongrong looked well-behaved and kissed Sanbao twice on the face, making Sanbao blush.