Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 209: Chapter 122: Every generation has its talents Chapter 209: Chapter 122: Every generation has its talents “Imperial Doctor Hu, has your Panax Pseudoginseng been processed?”

“It looks like it, but why is there still no movement from Lady Changsheng’s side?”

“Movement? I just saw her in the yard earlier, overseeing her son jogging, acting as if nothing was the matter, completely unruffled and not anxious at all!”

“Let’s get going, Imperial Doctor Hu’s Panax Pseudoginseng has been processed, we should deliver it to the Pharmacist for display. Let’s also go have a look at the excitement.”

As they spoke, the crowd followed Hu Bingzhi and his group towards the display case prepared by the pharmacists.

Just as Gu Changsheng ran out to the processing courtyard to watch the excitement, all he saw were their departing backs.

“What’s going on here?” Gu Changsheng, wearing a little apron for processing herbs and propping up his hands stained with Panax Pseudoginseng residue, asked Hu Yihai and the others who had stopped at the gate.

“My uncle has finished processing his Panax Pseudoginseng.” Hu Yihai’s voice was dispirited, filled with endless worry, “I could smell the strong scent of the herbs from far away, and seeing the delight my uncle was in, I fear the quality of the processed herbs won’t be inferior!”

Hearing this, the gathering of doctors from the Liuzhou Medical Guild who were waiting for Changsheng’s move nodded in agreement.

Gu Changsheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, noncommittal.

“Lady Changsheng, Lady Changsheng, don’t go, are you confident that you can beat Imperial Doctor Hu?” Elder Xu caught up to Changsheng, asking anxiously.

“Without the diamonds, don’t bother with the pottery work. I, Gu Changsheng, never fight battles I’m not sure of winning. Get the feast ready, watch and see!” Waving his hand, Gu Changsheng didn’t look back and returned to the small processing courtyard to continue his work.

Processing Panax Pseudoginseng is meticulous work, requiring a day for the cleaning and trimming alone, not to mention the time-consuming tasks of drying, polishing, and handling. To produce within ten days? That would mean cutting the necessary processing time by a third!

More haste, less speed, Gu Changsheng shook his head and continued to stir the Panax Pseudoginseng in the pot.

While Gu Changsheng was indifferent, the outside world was in an uproar.

Once the Panax Pseudoginseng prepared by Hu Bingzhi reached the display cabinet prepared by the pharmacists, it barely had to see the light before eliciting a synchronized gasp of admiration.

Superior Panax Pseudoginseng!

With its rich medicinal scent, grey-yellow hue, and evenly thin slices, not to mention the meticulous handling of the roots and the preservation of its medicinal properties, it was indeed perfect!

It had been sixty years since Liuzhou had seen a Superior Medicine Refiner. Sixty years!

“Imperial Doctor Hu! Such exquisite processing skill, I am in awe!”

“No wonder the Taizhou Medical Guild was not in a hurry after losing the herb appraisal competition; it turns out Imperial Doctor Hu has such unparalleled processing skill. I have truly gained new insights!”

“…”

The continuous sounds of congratulatory praise were unending as Jiao Fangyi’s face glowed with happiness. While listening to the unceasing words of praise, he nodded his head in acknowledgment.

What a spectacular scene!

Even the pharmacists were excited, rushing up to form connections with Hu Bingzhi.

Superior Medicine Refiners. Their unparalleled skill was a treasure trove—these masterful hands could turn waste into treasure, plain herbs into superior quality, the difference in price between inferior and superior herbs as vast as that between radishes and ginseng, simply incomparable!

Eager to get acquainted, they took any opportunity to get close.

Elder Yhan stepped out slowly, aided by the attendant.

Superior medicinal materials, it had been sixty years, yet Jiangnan Region had produced another Superior Medicine Refiner!

A single Superior Medicine Refiner could safeguard the prosperity of the local pharmacists for a century. He could finally draw another Superior Medicine Refiner to the Bozhou Medicine Merchants Association, truly living up to the millennia-old foundation laid by his ancestors!

“Imperial Doctor Hu, Yuzhou’s pharmacists are willing to offer one hundred thousand taels of silver annually as homage to you, may I inquire what are your thoughts on this?”

“Zhangzhou’s pharmacists are willing to offer one hundred twenty thousand taels annually!”

“One hundred thirty thousand taels!”

“One hundred fifty thousand taels!”

Upon seeing the Superior Medicine Refiner, the pharmacists’ eyes shone bright red with excitement, with bids rolling in, waving as if ready to fight for the chance.

“One… one hundred fifty thousand taels!” Hu Tiandong swallowed hard, stuttering a repetition, “Father, is a Superior Medicine Refiner truly so valuable?”

That was one hundred fifty thousand taels! Not fifteen taels or one hundred and fifty taels, but a full one hundred and fifty thousand taels annually! And the price was still rising!