Chapter 1011 High and Low Feet

Sometimes a person's experience is also a fortune. The only difference is that sometimes it can be converted into cash, and sometimes it is nothing, and can only be used as a topic of conversation.

The old man obviously has some experience in street life and should know a lot of things. Judging from his appearance, he should be a frequent visitor to the wholesale market of medicinal materials, or he himself is simply the owner of another store. However, Bian Mu's nose is sharp enough. When he was not far away from the old man just now, Bian Mu did not smell much medicinal smell on him. In addition, Bian Mu is proficient in the art of physiognomy, and generally believes that he is just a frequent visitor and idler, and it is highly unlikely that he is the owner of a store in the market.

"Hey! Old man! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I came out in a hurry today and didn't bring cigarettes. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, Bian Mu bowed slightly to the old man to show his politeness.

"Oh! You are really good at talking! In the past two years, it is rare to see someone of your age who can talk so well! Come! If you are not in a hurry to leave, come and sit down. Boss Wang knows a lot of people and should be able to get you the goods you want!" Obviously, the old man had a good relationship with the so-called Boss Wang. At this moment, he took the initiative to entertain Bian Mu.

With a smile, Bian Mu walked to the old man and sat down.

The so-called Boss Wang smiled at Bian Mu and went to greet the female customer.

"The kind of earthenware jar you mentioned is actually used by quite a few people now, but they all have relatively fixed business relationships. Doctors know which store to buy it from, and businessmen know which doctor may need it. For example, recently, Dr. Zhao Xicheng ordered a batch, and it seems that... the goods were picked up before May Day... Young man, you are young... but you are also a master of medicine!" Listening to the words, Bian Mu realized that the old man in front of him was not simple.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it! I opened my own clinic, a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and I just make a living." Bian Mu hurriedly said a few polite words, and his expression was already a bit respectful.

The old man obviously had some experience, and his ability to judge people was much better than that of ordinary people. He squinted his eyes and looked at Bian Mu carefully, and said leisurely: "Logically speaking, I think I have met the famous traditional Chinese medicine masters in the city at least once, but why don't I have any impression of you? You just debuted?"

"My name is Bian Mu, Bian of Bianjiang, may I ask your name, old sir?"

"I said... As soon as you walked in, I saw that you had a good temperament, and the word "elite" was written on your face, hahahaha... I heard Lao Wei talk about you, the former "Huikang" Hospital's leading little red doctor, and later let people You were kicked out of the family, right?"

"It's me, old sir. I admire your extensive knowledge and strong memory!"

"We hit it off right away. I'm so happy. In the past two years, young people have made a lot of money. There are very few young people like you in the city who are full of righteousness. We are destined to be together. My surname is Kong, and I am the descendant of Mrs. Kong, Kong Yuexin."

"Hello, Mr. Kong. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Let's get down to business first. Come! Use the disinfected tea bowls with confidence! Boss Wang has a mysophobia." As he spoke, Mr. Kong brewed a bowl of fragrant tea for Bian Mu, and then stood up and walked towards the door of the store.

"Big Zhang! Big Zhang... Where are you hiding again? ! Come out! Something's wrong!" Mr. Kong called out a few times.

It seems that Mr. Kong is really familiar with the business owners in this market.

"Wait a minute! Zhang is helping people unload goods. If he sees him, I'll ask him to find you!" A man nearby responded loudly.

"Okay! Your daughter should take the college entrance examination this year, right?" From a distance, Mr. Kong chatted with the man who responded just now.

"That's right! Next month or the beginning of the month, hey! Stupid kid, just get the last one for me." The man's tone sounded very unconfident.

"Look at what you said, what did you say about a beautiful child? What major do you plan to study?"

"We want her to study finance and become an accountant in the future. At the very least, she can get a job in a securities company!" The man responded with a smile. From the sound of his voice, the man was getting closer and closer.

"Oh! That requires a single subject score in mathematics, right? At least 135 points or something? I haven't paid attention to the college entrance examination for so many years, and many things are already unfamiliar to me." Mr. Kong smiled and started to chat.

"You know everything, you know everything! That's right! There are requirements for the math score, and the total score requirement is not low. Oh! Let's try our luck! The finance major at Lida is pretty good, may Wenquxing bless you!" It can be heard that the man was polite, but in fact, there was a certain confidence in his words.

Bian Mu guessed that the daughter of the man's family must have good academic performance.

At this moment, the man suddenly called out: "Big Zhang! Here, here! Mr. Kong is looking for you!"

Not long after, Bian Mu saw Mr. Kong calling a man of medium build to walk towards where he was sitting.

Bian Mu was worried and didn't drink the tea on the table. It's better to be cautious when walking on the street.

"This is Master Zhang, who is temporarily helping with some chores in the market. This is Doctor Bian, a famous doctor. Doctor Bian wants some old-style earthenware jars, the kind used for diet therapy. You've been troubled by the trip to Old Qiao's house. Doctor Bian, am I right?" Turning back, Mr. Kong glanced at Bian Mu.

"Yes! Mr. Kong is really an expert. I wonder how many can be contained in one box?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, looking at Master Zhang.

"One box contains 12. How many boxes do you want?"

"Take one first and have a look. The goods are fine. I'm going to buy a box first and give it to someone." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Then you sit here for a while. I'll go get it for you." After that, Master Zhang was ready to go out to adjust the goods for Bian Mu.

When Master Zhang came in, Bian Mu saw that he had uneven feet. The center of gravity of the whole person was involuntarily placed on his left leg and left foot. His right foot was obviously a little weak. Bian Mu had a good eye and determined that Master Zhang in front of him was definitely not a patient with sequelae of polio. In addition, his uneven feet would never last more than 3 years.

"Please wait a moment! I have something to say! Your legs and feet... If it's not too far, tell me the exact location and I can go there myself."

"Oh! I was so unlucky. Three years ago, I woke up like this. The first year... I was exhausted day and night. The hospital was kind enough to let me take a year off. I went to see both Western and Chinese doctors. Finally, they told me to have an operation on my heart. They said the root of my leg and foot problems was in my heart. I was shocked at the time. My wife was worried and made a special trip to Beiqi with me. She is also a famous doctor. She said I could have the operation, but the effect would not be very good. Finally, she suggested that I should have conservative treatment for a while..." At this point, Master Zhang looked at Bian Mu with a puzzled look in his eyes. It seemed that he should know what the three words "Doctor Bian" meant in Lijin.