Obviously, Ghost Hand Qi is a person who is very good at dealing with emergency situations. Chen Nian looked at it and saw that it was actually just a shallow one. Ghost Hand Qi wiped it with a warm wet towel and blew it gently with his mouth.

Although the old scalp became cold after blowing, the blood stopped soon.

Afterwards, Guishouqi carefully shaved all his hair elsewhere, and a bald old man appeared in the mirror.

In an instant, the aged feeling much refreshed.

Although the top of the head was shiny before, there were only braids behind the head, I wore a hat at that time. Now I haven’t worn a hat, and I’ve just finished washing my hair. There are no hair dryers or something like that in this era.

However, with a hair dryer, the bald head of Chen Nian cannot be used.

Others use hair dryers to dry their hair, and blow their hair to the direction they want to go, but if you don’t have hair, isn’t it just baking your scalp?

In the end, Ghost Hand Qi did not collect Aged money as mentioned before, and gave Aged a small box of hairspray very considerately.

"This is something I finally got before. It's very beautiful when I get it. In the past, only people with identities come to me to shave their hair, so I will apply some of it to them. This time I'm sorry for you, brother, I'll give all these to you!"

Seeing the other person's face hurt, Chen Nian thought to himself that this thing is actually the case in this era?

But it's useless to take this thing yourself, and now I don't even have hair.

But since the other party took it out, Chen Nian would just take it away. Perhaps Ghost Hand Qi was afraid of causing trouble for him.

Then Chen Nian put the melon-skin hat on the top of his head.

After all, the temperature in California was not very high this month, and there was wind outside.

Just walking on the street like this, Chen Nian felt that there was nothing left that had been bound by him. It turned out that it was quite good to remove the three thousand worries, but he was a little uncomfortable when looking in the mirror.

Just now, Chen Nian looked at herself in the bare and without a hair on her head in the mirror, and suddenly felt like a monk.

But if he brought himself in as a monk, Chen Nian looked at it carefully and felt that even if he was a monk, he would still be a handsome monk.

Once I accepted this setting, Chen Nian felt that it didn't matter.

Before going out, Mr. Qiao asked him to go to the pharmacy to grab some medicine when he went back, but it was not that Mr. Qiao was sick, but that he wanted to use these things to make soup.

On the menu of Lao Guangren, the medicinal materials will be widely used in soups.

And they are extremely particular about the recipes they have different year round. For example, in summer, they need to clear heat, remove fire, and relieve heat, and in winter, they need to warm up and nourish the body.

This is called adapting to the season.

The pharmacy that Mr. Qiao mentioned is not very far from Glory Hotel, it is about twenty or thirty meters away, and there are only four shops and an alley in the middle.

Moreover, Chen Nian is also familiar with the alley in the middle. This is where the fireworks shop opened by A Cai is located.

When I arrived at the door of the pharmacy, the owner of the pharmacy was an elder who looked younger than Mr. Qiao. He was grinding medicine with Chinese medicine at the door...

Some people come to the medicine shop to buy medicine, but they naturally cannot sell the whole medicinal materials to customers directly. They have to crush the medicine, so that the customers can take it home and cook it.

And just standing at the door of the medicine shop, waves of medicine kept pouring towards Chen Nian's nose. However, when smelling this smell, Aged not only wouldn't feel too heavy like smelling those disinfectants in a modern hospital, but it felt quite refreshing.

Just by smelling this, I feel that I am much healthier.

However, Chen Nian also knew that many of these Chinese medicines actually smelled okay, but they didn’t taste much. When Chen Nian was a child, she fell ill once. At that time, Feng Honghong took Chen Nian to see a doctor, and later she got some Chinese medicine back.

But at first Chen Nian didn't know that, but when he smelled the Chinese medicine, he smelled sweet and had a little like honey. So he was curious and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, the mask of pain hung on his face.

On the counter inside, Bala was the son of the pharmacy owner, which was considered a family industry and had been practicing medicine for generations.

"Doctor Huang, our old man Qiao asked me to come over and grab some medicine and go back and say that I would make soup, and said that after I told you the name of the medicine, you will know how much you can fill it."

Dr. Huang is naturally the owner of this pharmacy shop, named Huang Shouren. He heard that he had opened a pharmacy shop in China before when he was in China. He often helped Mr. Qiao, who opened a hotel in San Francisco, deliver some medicinal materials through ocean freighters. After all, this is in the United States, and it is really not easy to get those Chinese medicines.

And they have not been here for too long.

Before they came, the Qing Dynasty was still there, but even so, there were often wars and troubles, which made the people live in poverty, so they sold all their ancestral property and moved their family over. After they came over, Mr. Qiao arranged their residence and helped them build a store with a good location to open a pharmacy.

As for the source of those drugs, it was also obtained by the son of Mr. Qiao and Yong from China.

When Dr. Huang heard Chen Nian say this, he immediately stopped working.

"A Nian, just tell me what you want."

Then Chen Nian mentioned the names of the medicinal materials that Mr. Qiao wanted. Dr. Huang immediately understood and turned around and asked his son to bring these medicinal materials, some of which were half a pound and some of which were two or three taels.

After bringing it, Dr. Huang went to the table just now, put the medicine twist aside, and brought a small knife for cutting medicine.

Some are cut into slices, while others are cut into small pieces.

Finally, they were wrapped separately in different papers.

After confirming that the bag was tight, I handed it to Chen Nian.

Chen Nian gave money, but these medicinal materials only cost two or three cents. The purchasing power of US dollar during this period was still very strong, and it was only about 7 kilograms of beef that cost more than ten cents.

After paying the money, Chen Nian was about to leave, but Dr. Huang called him again: "A Nian, wait a moment, I still have some horse hooves here, originally there wasn't here, but someone took them on the boat that came from China last time, so I'll take them back and prepare to raise them myself. These are the remaining ones, so you can take them back and give them to Lao Qiao. It's good to make soup in summer."

"Okay, thank you Dr. Huang. Mr. Qiao must be very happy when he goes back." Chen Nian left after saying that.

He was carrying a full pack of medicine bags in his hands and planned to go back and report to Qiao Heyong, but he had just walked two steps and when he reached the entrance of the alley, he looked inside and saw a car parked inside, and some big and thick people pulled a woman off the car.
Chapter completed!