There was an official named Lao Xiu in Zhezong Dynasty who lived in Laoshan Mountain in the East China Sea. He was firm and straightforward, advocated the new law, won the favor of Zhezong, and was given as a soldier of Shanling. Zhezong died of illness, and Laoxiu continued to be an official in Hui Zong and Qinzong, and the official went to the Ministry of War. Later, the nomads from southern China were defeated in the Northern Song Dynasty. Song Gaozong and Zhao Gou crossed the river to establish the Southern Song Dynasty court, and Lao Xiu also came to Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Among the descendants of Lao Xiu, there is a man named Lao Fujiu who serves his mother and lives in Wuxian County, Jiangsu Province. Lao Fujiu once built a stone bridge at the entrance of the village, and later generations named his village hometown group. Open a shop in the old city
Among the 1 1 grandchildren of Lao Fujiu, there is a man named Lao Cheng, whose name is Zaizai and whose name is Linwushan. Lao Chenggong is good at painting and poetry, proficient in medical skills, and likes to travel around. Later, Lao Cheng moved from Wuxian to Huguang Changsha and lived in Pozi Street. In the seventh year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, AD 1650, seeing that the situation was chaotic and the people were poor, Lao Cheng said to his wife, "As the ancients said, if you and I don't want to be good doctors, we might as well open a drugstore here and treat our neighbors with medicine, which is also a good deed." At that time, the official drug monopoly system was gradually abolished, and the court began to allow private pharmaceutical companies to sell drugs. Therefore, Cheng did not even write the store sign, so he set up a simple counter in his own hospital to treat people around him. Lao Ji, the second son of Lao Cheng, is also quite proficient in medical skills. After Lao Cheng retired to southern Jiangsu in his later years, Lao Ji took over the pharmacy, took the picture of Tianxiang Bookstore drawn by his father Cheng in his later years (in the picture: planting Shuanggui and Guisheng Jiuzhitang grass), and named the pharmacy "Old Jiuzhitang Pharmacy". Through efforts to help the elderly
It is the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye, and Pozi Street is particularly lively. Pozi Street is located in the prosperous place of Changsha, with many commercial buildings and many people. On this day, after dinner, Lao Ji strolled in the street. The vendors have set up their stalls and raised their voices. Some people carry the burden to fry fried dough sticks, some sell southern goods, and some play tricks. Not far away, the old man on the stage is blowing his beard and glaring, singing enthusiastically. People in Pozi Street are familiar with Lao Chao and habitually call him "Grandpa Laojiu". Laochao was warmly greeting the people around him when an elderly beggar in the corner caught Laochao's attention. I saw that his hair was gray and his clothes were torn into pieces. However, unlike other beggars, he is not full of sorrow or scrambling to kowtow and beg, but sits cross-legged with a loving face. Lao Ji was curious and threw a piece of broken silver into his bowl. The old beggar just nodded slightly to express his thanks. Old Ji was just about to strike up a conversation when several familiar card friends jumped on him and pulled him to play cards.
By the time Lao Ji returned to the drugstore, it was time for Shanghai style. At this time, snow particles began to fall sporadically in the sky. Lao Ji, who was preparing to wash and sleep, suddenly remembered the old beggar in the corner. I showed this man old Fushun a look. Soon, Fushun came back and reported that the old beggar was sleeping under the eaves of a house. Lao Ji asked Fushun to bring him a quilt. Less than a cup of tea, Fushun angrily came back with a quilt: "Sir! There is no such heartless person in the world! You kindly gave him a quilt, but he didn't even say a good word like that uncle, so I pulled the quilt back from him and simply froze him to death! " "Nonsense!" Lao Ji said angrily: "I am old and people are old. At his age, I can be your grandfather! Do you want to repay a debt of gratitude? Send him the quilt quickly! " Knowing that he had done something wrong, Fushun only agreed and trotted all the way to return the quilt to the old beggar. A few days later, two peasants carried a beggar and rushed into the old Jiuzhitang drugstore. "Laojiu Night!" The two men panted and put the beggar on the ground. The older one said, "When my brothers went to work in the field this morning, they found this old beggar lying in my field. I don't know why. Please see if you can save him. If you can't save him, please be a witness for my brothers, so that my brothers will not be wronged. " Alas, today is so unlucky, so unlucky things happen ... "The two brothers are still complaining endlessly. Lao Ji has recognized that the man on the ground is the last old beggar, so he was ordered to be carried to the store. After carefully examining the pulse condition, Lao Ji knew that the old beggar's life was not serious, but he was hungry for a few days and suffered from cold, so he was unconscious. Lao Ji asked the waiter to cook a bowl of ginger soup for the old beggar and saw that his face was covered with boils. He asked the waiter to call hot water to wash the old beggar's face, and then mashed the medicine such as DiDing and applied it to the sore. After all this, Lao Ji let the two brothers go home with peace of mind and continue to see a doctor by themselves.
Soon, the old beggar woke up with a "well". Lao Ji pretended not to pay attention and continued to do his own thing. Suddenly, a weak voice reached the old ear: "Excuse me, did you apply the scabies medicine on the old face?" Lao Ji replied: "Yes." "Do you know if Lao Cheng is here?" The old beggar on the bed asked again. Lao Ji was shocked and turned to answer: "It's my father!" "alas!" The old beggar let out a cry and rolled off the bed. Lao Qu quickly stepped forward to help. "Old brother cheng now in where? He is my savior! " The old beggar grabbed Ju's arm and asked eagerly. "My father-he has been dead for many years!" Old chrysanthemum said sadly. "ah!" The old beggar let out a cry of sadness and collapsed to the ground. affectionate
It turned out that the old beggar surnamed Hao, a famous boy, was from Jiangzhou, Shanxi, and was proficient in medical skills. One day, Hao Tong was bitten by a poisonous snake when he went up the mountain to collect medicine. Fortunately, Lao Cheng, who loves to play, passed by here and got timely treatment. Hao Tong only resumed his life. Old Cheng lived in Hao Tong's house for a few days, and they learned a lot from each other. Later, Li Zicheng entered Beijing, and the Qing army entered the customs. The world is in chaos, and there is no correspondence between the two. After decades of separation, Hao Tongmeng had the idea of visiting the old family. Not knowing that Lao Cheng had moved to Changsha, on the way to Jiangsu, Hao Tong was robbed by robbers and reduced to Changsha, where he had to beg for a living. These days, due to the accumulation of poisonous fire, Hao Tong suddenly got boils on his face and went to Yuelu Mountain to collect and apply medicine. Unexpectedly, I was unconscious for several days because of hunger and cold in Tiantou. Coincidentally, the two brothers carried Hao Tong to the pharmacy of Old Jiuzhitang, and the scabies medicine that Old Geng applied to Hao Tong's face was the ancestral secret recipe that Hao Tong told Old Cheng, and Old Cheng passed it on to Old Geng, thinking about others' inquiries, and finally found the descendants of old friends.
He lived in his old home for several months, but he was exhausted by grief. One day, Hao Tong called Lao Ji to bed and gave him a prescription. He laboriously said, "These prescriptions were handed down by my ancestors, and the palace palace of the' Seven Zhen Dan' has miraculous effects, which can complement the' Seven Li San' in your hometown. My nephew can read more books to save lives, and I will die. Say, give up and go home. Lao Ji felt that Hao Tong attached great importance to feelings and righteousness, so he was reburied. He even studied the prescription respectfully.
Lao Ji's basic skills are profound. With the help of strange people, his medical skills are getting better and better, and the pharmacy business of Lao Jiuzhitang is booming day by day. The story of Lao Ji's enthusiasm for helping others and the kindness of the old beggar is even more beautiful among the people.
Laojiu Tang Zhi Shao Yi Huang Qi Shouxin
After the Wenxi fire, the foundation of Jiuzhitang suffered heavy losses, but it was not fatal. 1939, the old clan set up a simple medicine sales office in the original site of the old Jiuzhitang in Pozi Street, named "the temporary business office of the old Jiuzhitang" to see doctors and sell medicines. After 300 years of painstaking efforts, Jiuzhitang originally hoarded a large number of medicinal materials, including some precious ganoderma lucidum and ginseng. However, a "Wenxi fire" almost burned all these herbs. In order to maintain the normal operation of pharmacies, we must step up the procurement of medicinal materials, otherwise it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
On one occasion, Jiuzhitang bought a batch of Astragalus from the north. Because of the tight war, the dry road is impassable, so we have to transport it to Changsha by water. However, even by water, it walked intermittently for half a month. When the ship rocked to Changsha, a ship of Astragalus membranaceus was covered with mold due to moisture. At that time, Jiuzhitang was in a period of very tight funds, which undoubtedly made matters worse and made Jiuzhitang's situation even more difficult. Supposedly, there was a war at that time, and medicinal materials were in short supply. Moreover, moldy Astragalus membranaceus did not seriously affect its medicinal properties, and it was also good to be used as medicine after drying. However, Jiuzhitang finally made an unexpected decision. At that time, the manager of Jiuzhitang (whose name is unknown) ordered: "Pharmacists should do their best and doctors should have a clear conscience! How can moldy things be sold to others? It's all burned! "
The weather was fine on the day of burning Astragalus membranaceus, and the ships filled with Astragalus membranaceus were divided into piles on the Xiangjiang River. I heard that Jiuzhitang was going to buy medicinal materials, and many people went to see them. In order to show his sincerity and belief in saving the world, Jiuzhitang publicized the whole process of burning Astragalus membranaceus, and distributed common medicines such as Wanying ointment and Shiyisan to the onlookers. At noon, it is the time when the sun is highest. The manager of Jiuzhitang first spoke to the onlookers from a height, to the effect that all drugs in Jiuzhitang are of high quality and will never be inferior. Although Jiuzhitang lost a lot this time, it will never ruin his reputation. After speaking, the manager gave the order, the bartender picked a few barrels of oil and poured it on each pile of astragalus, then lit a torch and poured it on the astragalus. Suddenly, all the Astragalus membranaceus were surrounded by flames. Every pile of astragalus has a clerk holding a long stick to stir it to ensure full combustion. I saw flames rolling and smoke rolling, and the scene was spectacular.
The whole activity of burning Astragalus membranaceus lasted for more than an hour, and all the onlookers were moved and impressed by the integrity of Jiuzhitang.