As soon as Li Xiaoyao entered the Yunlai Restaurant, the aroma of wine and vegetables was mixed together, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and secretly applauded in his heart.
The upstairs private room has already set up the food and drinks, and the guests are sitting and standing, talking and laughing.
Li Xiaoyao bowed one by one, and after sitting down, he saw that the table was full of delicacies, and there were all kinds of delicious food.
Everyone drank and chatted, and it was very lively.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, the topic slowly shifted from poetry and songs to anecdotes.
was chatting happily, Li Xiaoyao suddenly felt a panic in his stomach, and looked at the many good dishes on the table, feeling a little reluctant.
He knew that the world was difficult and that food was precious, so he got up and packed a few plates of vegetables that had barely been moved, intending to bring them back to the beggars or lonely old people on the streets.
As soon as he stepped out of the door of the restaurant, a cool breeze blew, Li Xiaoyao shivered, but saw an old man in ragged clothes sitting on the corner of the street, squinting in the sun, holding a broken cane in his hand, and an empty broken bowl next to him.
Li Xiaoyao's heart softened, walked over quickly, handed the leftovers in his hand to the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this dish is still hot, you can make do with it."
The old man opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled gratefully, took the meal, and thanked him repeatedly.
Just as Li Xiaoyao was about to leave, the old man suddenly said: "Engong is slow, the old man has a sentence in his heart, I don't know whether to say it or not."
Li Xiaoyao stopped, turned around and said, "Uncle, just say what you have."
The old man pondered for a while, and whispered, "Engong, do you have the old ginseng stewed chicken in your leftovers?"
Li Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It does have, what's wrong?"
The old man shook his head with a serious expression: "Be careful that the old ginseng is fake, the people's hearts are not ancient these days, and fakes are flying all over the sky, even this kind of high-end restaurant can't be guaranteed to be cheated by profiteers."
When Li Xiaoyao heard this, his heart tightened, although he didn't rely on this to eat, but he was never ambiguous about the identification of medicinal materials.
As soon as I opened the package, my eyes widened and I carefully examined the plate of stewed chicken with old ginseng.
Look at the old ginseng, the color is quite yellow, but if you look closely, why is the texture so messy?
It smells quite strong, but it lacks the sweet aroma of authentic ginseng.
I began to mutter, this old ginseng must be greasy.
"Thank you for the reminder, if it weren't for your words, I would have almost been careless.
"I bowed my hand to the old man, but in my heart I didn't like the restaurant's approach.
I know very well that if this old ginseng is fake, not only will it not do any good, but it may also harm people.
I was about to go back to the restaurant to ask for clarification, but the old man smiled mysteriously and took out an old book from his arms, and on the cover it was written in seal characters "Compendium of Plants and Trees".
"Engong, this book has been handed down by my ancestors, and it is dedicated to recording rare herbs and identification methods in the world.
I see that you have a kind face, a soft heart, and medical skills, and this book may be of great help to you.
"I took the book and looked through it, and I couldn't stop talking about the properties and effects of the herbs recorded in it, as well as those lost secret methods of identification.
I knew that this book was priceless, so I hurriedly excused myself: "How can I accept such a precious thing?"
The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Things have to be used on the blade to show their value."
I'm old, and that's all for my life, and if this book can help you save a lot of people, then it's blessed.
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In this way, with a stomach full of doubts and this precious medical book, I stepped into Yunlai Restaurant again.
I am determined not only to expose the true face of fake ginseng, but also to take this opportunity to remind the world that the true way of medicine can be passed on.
As for the old man, as if he had completed his mission, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd, leaving only a mysterious back.
I pushed open the carved wooden door of Yunlai Restaurant, and it was still so lively, some of the guests whispered, some laughed, and they had no idea that there was about to be a storm.
I walked straight to the shopkeeper, with a serious face, put the old ginseng stewed chicken in my hand on the table, and said in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, we have to talk about this old ginseng."
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The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then greeted him with a smile on his face: "Oh, Li Langzhong, what do you mean?"
Our restaurant has the first reputation, and this old ginseng stewed chicken is a signboard, how can there be a problem?
I smiled slightly, and there was a bit of sharpness hidden in that smile: "Shopkeeper, I don't dare to say anything else, but I still have a bit of an eye for medicinal materials."
This old ginseng, I think it's a bit of a problem.
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The shopkeeper's face changed, but he quickly returned to normal, pretending to be calm: "Li Langzhong, what you said is true, the purchase channels of our restaurant are regular, how can it be fake?"
Isn't this smashing my signboard!
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Is it?
I took out the book "Compendium of Plants and Trees" from my arms, opened it gently, pointed to one of the pages and said, "Shopkeeper, you see what is written in this book, the real old ginseng has clear roots, natural color, and sweet smell, which is not the same as the old ginseng in your stewed chicken."
"You old ginseng, the color is quite yellow, but it's too even, the texture is messy like something, the taste is quite rushing, but it's missing so authentic.
I looked, I'm afraid this product is not artificially raised, the years are not enough, and something else has been added, want to pretend to be our wild ginseng?
As soon as these words fell, the eyes of the people around them lit up, and the restaurant suddenly became a lot quieter.
Beads of sweat were pouring out of the shopkeeper's head, how could he have thought that Li Xiaoyao would be so straightforward, and he didn't expect that he still had this cheat book in his hand.
"Li Langzhong, you. . .
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The shopkeeper was silent for a long time, but he didn't say anything.
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in fancy clothes slowly walked down from the upstairs, this person was the owner of the restaurant, Zhao Yuanwai, a famous big man in Lin'an City.
Zhao Yuanwai heard the movement and came down to take a look.
He first glanced at the old ginseng stewed chicken on the table, and then looked at the book in Li Xiaoyao's hand, frowning.
"Li Langzhong, I, Zhao, am a businessman, and I have always paid attention to integrity.
If it's really like you said, there is something wrong with this old ginseng, I must take care of it!
"Zhao Yuanwai is called a hard man, and at first glance he is an understanding person.
Li Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Outside Zhao Yuan, although I, Li Xiaoyao, am a Langzhong who runs around, I also know that integrity is important.
If this old ginseng is genuine, I will definitely have to compensate you.
If not, please give us an explanation.
Zhao Yuanwai pondered for a while, then turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "Go, call the account books and suppliers of the purchase, I will check it myself!"
When the shopkeeper saw this posture, he knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to go and call someone.
After a while, the ledger and the vendors were brought to the lobby.
After a check, sure enough, the old ginseng was really artificially raised, not enough years, and it was also treated with special treatment and shoddy.
When Zhao Yuanwai heard this, he was so angry that he immediately ordered those people to be cleaned up, apologized publicly, and promised not to commit crimes again in the future.
He also personally thanked Li Xiaoyao and sent a large sum of money to express his gratitude.
Li Xiaoyao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Zhao Yuanwai, you are too polite, I, Li Xiaoyao, practice medicine to save people, not for fame and fortune, but for peace of mind."
You might as well keep this money and do more good deeds.
After speaking, he turned around to leave, suddenly remembered something, turned back to Zhao Yuanwai and said, "Zhao Yuanwai, I still have a small request."
Although this Lin'an city is lively, there are also many poor people.
I see that there is a lot of leftover food in your restaurant every day, can you collect it and give it to those who need it?
It can be regarded as your accumulation of virtue and good deeds.
When Zhao Yuanwai heard this, his heart moved, and he quickly nodded in agreement.
He understood that Li Xiaoyao's words made sense, and as a wealthy businessman, he should give back to the society and help those in need.
In this way, a turmoil caused by old ginseng finally ended with a good deed.
Li Xiaoyao not only exposed the true face of fake old ginseng, but also contributed to a good deed of the restaurant, benefiting more people.
Hey, this old man, although we don't know where he came from, but the book "Compendium of Plants and Trees" he left behind is really a treasure for Li Xiaoyao.
Since then, Li Xiaoyao's reputation in Lin'an City has been well-known.
He has excellent medical skills and a very soft heart, and often treats and delivers medicine to the poor on the streets and alleys, without a penny.
At night, outside the Yunlai Restaurant, there are always some beggars and lonely old people dressed in tatters, and they just wait, waiting for the warmth in the restaurant.
Speaking of Li Xiaoyao's later years, although he retired to the mountains and forests and no longer practiced medicine everywhere, his heart has always been thinking about those who suffered.
He knew that a person's power was limited, so he began to train apprentices, and passed on his life's medical skills and that precious medical book to young people who were interested in medicine.
Among them, there is a young man named Wang Xiaohu, who is particularly conspicuous.
He came from a poor family, but he was intelligent, studious, kind-hearted, and particularly interested in medicine.
Li Xiaoyao saw that he had potential, so he accepted him as a closed disciple and taught him everything he had.
Wang Xiaohu also lived up to his master's expectations, studied hard day and night, and his medical skills improved by leaps and bounds, and soon stood out among his peers.
He not only understands pharmacology, but also observes people, can accurately judge the condition, and formulate the most appropriate treatment plan.
One day, Li Xiaoyao called Wang Xiaohu to him and said earnestly: "Xiaohu, you are smart and smart, and you have a good heart, and you will definitely be able to become a great weapon in the future."
But you have to remember that to be a doctor, you have to have the heart of your parents, not only to treat diseases and save people, but also to have a compassionate heart.
You have to learn to listen to the patient's heart, understand their suffering, and use your hands to bring hope and warmth to them.
When Wang Xiaohu heard this, tears were about to fall, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said, "Master's words, I have taken them to heart."
In this life, I will definitely use my medical skills to save people and live up to Master's expectations.
Li Xiaoyao nodded, and took out the yellowed book from his arms, which was the "Compendium of Plants and Trees".
He gently put the book in Wang Xiaohu's hand and said, "This book is the most precious thing in my life.
"Oh, I'll leave this job to me, don't worry, I'll keep it properly, and I have to let it flourish!
As soon as Wang Xiaohu said this, he took the medical book with both hands, and felt as if he was carrying a mountain.
He knew in his heart that this book was not only paper and ink, but also Master's trust and expectation for him.
He secretly vowed in his heart that he would pass on Master's medical skills and ethics to more people.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaohu has become a famous doctor.
He has made achievements in medical skills, and his medical ethics are even more admirable.
He often went to remote mountain villages to see doctors and deliver medicine to the people there, without charging a penny.
It also opened a medical center to take in those homeless orphans and the elderly, teach them to read and write, and teach them medical skills, so that they can be self-reliant.
Under his influence, more and more people began to pay attention to medicine and devote themselves to the cause of saving lives and helping the wounded.
The "Compendium of Plants and Trees" was also sorted out and revised by him, adding a lot of new herbs and prescriptions, and turning it into a more complete medical book.
Those who have been treated by Li Xiaoyao and Wang Xiaohu will never forget their kindness.
They will silently pray in their hearts, hoping that the souls of these two divine doctors will rest in peace, and that their medical skills and virtues will always be passed on and illuminate every corner of the world.