He Yu went to Ma Street and searched for good medicine to treat stomach problems at the herbal medicine stalls like a treasure hunt.

Hard work paid off, and he finally found a good medicine.

This herb is called Xueyaphen.

But he never believed that a herbal medicine could cure gastric problems, and that gastric cancer could also be cured.

According to many elderly people who buy medicine, it is indeed a good medicine and many people have already taken it. The stomach problems are all gone.

Even gastric cancer was cured.

But this kind of herb is only found in the high mountains of Dongchuan that are covered with snow all year round. And it is relatively rare and very expensive.

But for He Yu, who knows herbal medicine, he still does not believe that a single herbal medicine can cure gastric diseases, and even gastric cancer can be cured.

After asking around, I found that they are sold in a herbal medicine shop.

He asked the medicine seller to bring him Xue Ya Ginseng to see.

The boss looked at He Yu's appearance and saw that he was indeed someone who could buy this kind of herbal medicine. So I brought him a small piece of root.

He Yu looked at it and it looked like dried calamus roots. It's soft to the touch and smells a pungent spicy aroma.

He had never seen or heard of this herb.

He asked the boss:"Can you make a small piece for you to taste? What does it taste like?"

The boss said:"This herb is rare and expensive. If you want to buy it, I can make a small piece for you to taste.

If only Try it or not.

Sorry!

Go to another store to buy it."

He Yu looked at it carefully and smelled it, feeling that this herbal medicine must be good medicine.

Otherwise the boss wouldn't be so stingy.

If you taste a little and feel it works, buy more. If you feel it doesn't have much effect, buy less.

He said,"I will definitely buy it.

I'm not the kind of person who just tastes it but doesn't want to buy it."

When the lady boss heard what he said, she used a knife to cut a small piece for He Yu.

He Yu put it in his mouth and chewed it, feeling a bit bitter and sweet.

He chewed and swallowed it.

Slowly, I feel that my stomach is less painful.

He was secretly happy.

I tentatively asked the boss,"How much does this herb cost per tael?""

"Fifty yuan a tael!"The boss replied

"So expensive?

Can it be less?、"

"Do you think it’s expensive?

My inventory is almost sold out. It is difficult to purchase goods now.

I want to go to Dongchuan Snow Mountain in person and visit every village. can be sold."

When He Yu heard this, he thought: 'This herb is indeed rare.

Since it is not like other herbal medicines, the reaction is not big. After eating this herb, the stomach pain gradually disappears. It is indeed somewhat magical. Who cares? Is it expensive or not? As long as it is good for your stomach problems, you will buy it no matter how expensive it is."

He took out the money and counted it, and found that it was only sixty yuan.

After buying one or two, he still had ten yuan left.

He bought a train ticket to Fuyuan. There are five yuan left. That’s enough.’

He said to the boss,"Because I don’t have much money, please sell me one or two, and I’ll have better effects after eating it." I'll buy it again"

"All right!

However, let me make it clear to you in advance that what I sell is not public liang, but market liang.

If you come to buy again in the future, will there be any goods?

I can't guarantee it."

He Yu thought; 'There are only 50 grams in the market, which is too little!

If you want to buy 100 grams, it will cost 100 yuan. I don't have enough money.' After thinking about it, he couldn't buy it. He would have money to buy it in the future, but he didn't. This kind of herbal medicine is not good. Two for one market is two for one market."

He Yu paid the money, walked out of the drugstore, and happily walked to the No. 82 bus stop. He bit a small piece of Xueya Ginseng with his mouth. While eating, his stomach felt more comfortable.

He was very happy,"Even if I have cancer, I should be able to cure it."

After a while, he arrived at Panjiawan.

He bought a bus ticket to Nanyao Railway Station with five cents..

Only when he got on the bus did he feel hungry.

But he felt in his pockets. There were only five yuan and a few cents left.

The bus arrived at the train station. He was afraid of losing the money, so he hurriedly took it out and counted it again. It was only five yuan and five cents, so he immediately bought a train ticket to Fuyuan.

After getting the ticket, he felt relieved.

He used the remaining five cents to buy a piece of bread and ate half of it. His mouth felt dry.

He could even swallow bread.

He wanted to buy a bottle of mineral water to drink.

But his pocket was already empty!

Not a penny.

What made him feel what"poor" was? What does it mean?

He admired Mr. Sun Beard for writing the famous long couplet of Daguan Tower at home and abroad in his poor old age.

Therefore, a three-story Daguan Tower actually has a long couplet written by Mr. Sun Beard. , as famous as the Yellow Crane Tower and Yueyang Tower.

So being poor is not terrible, but being afraid of illness will make you pessimistic, disappointed, and have a mental breakdown.

Really; I am very happy when I find good medicine, but I am anxious after buying the medicine.

I have a dry mouth and no money. Only when you buy water to drink can you understand the meaning of the word poverty.

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