Hard to be a good wife

"This is the list to be prepared this time. Can you see if there is enough stock?" Tang Yue handed a list to Shopkeeper Liu.

Shopkeeper Liu read it all at a glance. His familiarity with medicinal materials has been cultivated over the years. He only knows their names but not their uses. However, Tang Yue admires his powerful memory.

After thinking for a while, shopkeeper Liu raised his head and said, "Mr. Lang, most of the medicinal materials are still in sufficient stock. It's just that the Panax notoginseng and old ginger are out of stock this time. Do you want to increase the purchase?"

"Why isn't it enough? I remember that I had a lot of Panax notoginseng when I checked the accounts last time. Why are these left?"

"My lord, you forgot that before the army set off, the imperial court collected medicinal materials such as panax notoginseng from the people, and no medicine store was allowed to keep them in stock. Although our Hui'an hall is covered by the prince's mansion, we have never blatantly disobeyed government orders, so the little one will Some of the medicinal materials have been given up. We have a large inventory, and only a part is given out. The inventory of Panax notoginseng is relatively small, and the usual usage is also large. As for ginger, this thing is in short supply in winter. Our pharmacy sells it every day. Cook a large pot of ginger soup at a fixed point for the people to drive away the cold, so it is used quickly."

Tang Yue frowned, took out the letter sent by Xiang An, and read it again, and made sure that there was a medicinal material such as Panax notoginseng listed on it. Combined with the number reported to him by shopkeeper Liu, he felt that something was wrong.

Panax notoginseng is a commonly used medicine for trauma, and it is correct to use a large amount, but the amount in the Israeli army cannot be used up so quickly. You must know that the number of injured people based on his calculations, only the panax notoginseng given by their family is enough.

"Lang Jun, what's wrong?" Shopkeeper Liu felt a little nervous when he saw Tang Yue's expression was not good, for he was afraid that he might not do something right.

He has been in a daze for these years, and he finally met a boss who gave him a chance. Although what he did was different from his original ideal, he still cherished this opportunity and put 120 points of heart into running this business. A pharmacy full of magic.

Tang Yue thought about it for a while, and expressed his doubts. Although shopkeeper Liu is not a doctor, he still has a certain understanding of medicinal materials.

Shopkeeper Liu made some calculations, shook his head and said: "No, although the army has been on the march for half a year, the number of actual battles is only once, and I heard that there are more dead than injured, which means that the number of injured is not as good as that of Qin Yangcheng. , but you know, after the three battles in Qinyang City, the usage of Panax notoginseng is less than half of the given amount."

The two looked at each other, a little shocked in their hearts.

"Lang Jun, do you want to write a letter and ask again? Maybe Mr. An made a mistake, maybe he just wanted to prepare more?"

Tang Yue nodded and wrote a reply letter. He still gave the medicinal materials according to the list, but asked the question clearly. No matter what the truth is, he must first ensure that the soldiers have the medicines available.

"In addition, let people make several trips across the country to buy medicinal materials at high prices. Except for Panax notoginseng, some of the rest are purchased together. I remember that the amount of Coptis chinensis and Bai Fuling is not too much."

"Yes, but in this way, our funds will be tight."

Hui'an Church's income is actually not high. Although it has a great reputation, not many ordinary people can afford to see diseases, but there are many people who receive free soup and medicine, and basically all the money they earn is posted.

However, Tang Yue's original intention of opening this pharmacy was not to make money. To be honest, making money alone is comparable to the income of the entire pharmacy. Those nobles, consultation fees and drug fees are all set by him. Tang Yue often sets the price as he likes. , Of course, there are many times when there is no charge.

Tang Yue called the housekeeper and asked him to pay five hundred gold from the treasury of the mansion and hand it over to Shopkeeper Liu, "Money is not a problem, but the quality of medicinal materials must be up to standard. .”

"I understand, don't worry, those drug dealers we contacted last year will give some face. They are all deals. If the price is high, they will naturally sell it to us first."

Tang Yue nodded, "If you need it, use it if you need to use your relationship, don't be afraid if you need to use threats and coercion, and don't let them raise the price too high."

With Tang Yue's words, shopkeeper Liu felt more at ease. With the signboard of the Prince's Mansion, he was really not afraid of anyone.

"The little one will go to work first. Don't worry, the medicinal materials will be ready before sunset tomorrow."

"Well, I will arrange someone to transport it when the time comes."

Shopkeeper Liu added another sentence before leaving, "Mr., there are a few drug boys in the pharmacy who want to go to the border for training. They can't cure diseases and save lives, but they can still help. Look, do you want to send them there together this time?"

"How old are you? Are there any brothers in the family?"

"They're all newly recruited in the past two years. They're still hardworking, and the family doesn't have any worries."

"Go ahead if they want to, tell them to stay safe."

Shopkeeper Liu replied with a smile: "Oh, the little ones will tell them."

Tang Yue stayed in the study for a while, and made a list of things that needed to be prepared. The war consumes manpower, material and financial resources, and nothing can be done without it.

He wrote a letter to Prince Zhao, and prepared to send it along with the medicinal materials. Of course, his self-portrait is indispensable.

"Housekeeper, is the painter here?"

The housekeeper smiled slightly, "Mr. Lang, do you really want to hire a painter?"

"Nonsense, can I still be joking with you?"

"Then do you have any requirements? Do you want to be good at painting landscapes or figures?"

Tang Yue pointed to his own face, "I want to draw a portrait of myself, which one do you think you are looking for?"

The housekeeper rushed to find the painter, and it didn't take long for an old man to arrive. The old man was dressed in sloppy clothes, his face was sallow, wrinkled, and his teeth were yellow. He looked like a beggar on the street.

"Just him?" Tang Yue knew that people who were engaged in art had more personalities, but this one in front of him was too personal, right?

The butler nodded firmly, although he also felt that this person was very unreliable.

Tang Yue changed into a brighter set of clothes, and then asked someone to bring Xiao Luoluo to take a group photo later.

He sat there full of joy and motionless for an hour, his face was crooked with a smile, and the other party was still looking at his face, occasionally writing something.

The brush he used was not a brush, but a carving knife. Tang Yue murmured in his heart, in what age, there are still people using carving knives.

After an hour, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, okay..." The painter stroked his beard and smiled triumphantly.

Tang Yue thought that he was satisfied with his work, and asked him to bring it over with full expectation, but he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Is this a picture of a person?He looks like this?The eyes are not eyes, the mouth is not the mouth is really him?

Little Luoluo ran in and said "ah", and asked crisply: "Little Daddy, what is this monster?"

Tang Yue's face twitched, and he laughed and said, "Daddy asked someone to draw a monster-shocking talisman for the mansion, how about it, does it look good?"

Little Luoluo nodded, "Well, with this posted on the door, I will definitely not have nightmares at night!"

Tang Yue's head was full of black lines, and he glared at the painter. The old man caressed his tangle of beard freely, "I really don't appreciate it. Look at this layout and knife skills. Who can compare to my skillful painter today?"

Tang Yue asked someone to go to the study to fetch his charcoal pencil, pushed away the old painter, fetched a piece of white paper, and began to draw on it.

"Luo Luo, sit still and don't move, Daddy will draw a nice picture for you."

Tang Yue's painting skills are not good, but as a sculptor, his copying ability is not bad. I can't say how good his paintings are, but at least he looks like a person.

He used simple lines to draw the shape of Luo Luo's face, and then the facial features and hair, gradually deepening. After drawing for half an hour, Tang Yue closed his brush. Before he could appreciate it carefully, the drawing paper was covered with a black His hand was taken away.

When he turned his head, he saw the chrysanthemum face, staring at his painting intently.

"This... This is impossible, how can it be so similar? How can you describe people so vividly with just a few strokes?"

"It's called a sketch!" Tang Yue stretched his waist, opened his fingers and snatched the painting.

Little Luoluo ran over excitedly, looked at Tang Yue's painting on tiptoe, and let out an exclamation.

"Wow...it seems. Little Daddy is amazing, how did you do it?"

Tang Yue pinched his nose and chuckled, "This is my little daddy's master's skill, and it's not a rumor."

"Then I am your son, passing it on to me is internal transmission, not external transmission."

"Do you want to learn?"

"En." Little Luoluo nodded affirmatively.

Before Tang Yue agreed, "Master" suddenly came to his ears. The voice was old and hoarse, not a child's voice at all.

Turning his head, he saw the old painter kneeling behind him, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"What?"

"I didn't expect the princess's painting skills to be so good, so why don't you accept me as your apprentice?"

Tang Yue winked at the butler and asked him to take the old man out, "There is nothing else for him here, send him away."