Chapter 1041 Traditional Chinese Medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine Market!

It was rare for Yang Ming to come to Panjiayao.

Not planning to go anywhere else in the afternoon, Yang Ming, Azhu and the others continued to walk around Panjiayao. Although there is no unified Panjiayuan antique market yet, there are many nearby streets for a few days.

In this day and age, visiting this kind of antique market is really interesting.

Even though Yang Ming has always just looked at it.

When he went to a stall in front of him, Yang Ming found that all the items on display were related to stamps.

The most important use of stamps is of course to send letters. Especially in an era when domestic communications were not very developed, sending letters was a way for many people to communicate.

In addition, there is also a collection function.

However, Yang Ming feels that apart from personal interests, real stamp collecting, as a collection, is still incomparable with other calligraphy and paintings.

After all, things like stamps can be printed manually or even by machine, and there are as many of them as there are.

When Yang Ming was just looking at it, the old vendor said: "Sir, we have monkey tickets here, which were created by the great painter Huang Yongyu."

Monkey ticket?

Yang Ming knelt down to take a look and found that it was indeed the Gengshen Year Monkey Ticket issued in 1980.

He remembers the Monkey Ticket from 1980, which later became somewhat famous.

However, Yang Ming knew that the early hype did push the price very high, even as high as one million RMB, but later it became priceless.

It’s just that group of people who are speculating around.

Yang Ming doesn't like collecting stamps, so naturally it doesn't have much value to him.

"Master, I think this stamp is very beautiful." Azhu whispered.

"You can buy it as a souvenir if you like."

In Yang Ming's opinion, it only has commemorative value.

Azhu knelt down and asked, "Boss, how much does this monkey ticket cost?"

"Ten dollars a piece."

The face value of the monkey ticket is eight cents.

However, it is no longer cheap to sell one for 10 yuan RMB.

Ah Zhu, Zhong Chuhong, Guan Jiahui and others all bought some as souvenirs.

In Tang Yun's opinion, this stamp is real, but its collection value is hard to say.

leave here.

Keep going forward.

Yang Ming saw many people setting up stalls there to sell ancient books.

In fact, ancient books are worth more.

Yang Ming knew that many domestic original copies of ancient books had flowed into the East, and even Europe and the United States. In China, even if they were preserved, most of them were not preserved in the 1960s and 1970s.

There seem to be a lot of ancient books for sale here, and there are all kinds of them.

Yang Ming couldn't tell the truth from the false.

However, when he picked it up and looked at it, he found that in addition to the fact that these books looked very old, most of them were in traditional Chinese characters, and many of the handwritings were blurred.

"Sir, these are ancient books passed down from ancestors." said the middle-aged man who also wore sunglasses, a Tang suit, and a long necklace.

He could tell at a glance that the identities of the people in front of him were not simple, and they might be buying their books.

"Are you sure it's all true?"

"Sir, these books I have are all authentic. They are from the Tang, Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, and the Republic of China."

"How did you preserve it in the 1960s and 1970s?"

"Sir, of course I have a way for us to preserve it."

Yang Ming knelt down to take a look and found that most of these so-called ancient books should not be of high value.

However, he noticed that there was a book related to ancient Chinese medicine prescription records.

But he didn't know who recorded it in ancient times.

Regardless of whether it was an ancient book handed down from ancient times or printed later, Yang Ming felt that this ancient book was good.

"I want this one."

"Sir, this one is 15 yuan."

Yang Ming did not negotiate the price. After Lin Xiuzhi gave the money, the Tang suit owner used an old newspaper to wrap the ancient book for Yang Ming.

When leaving here, Tang Yun said: "Boss, I am 100% sure that this was printed some time ago."

Printed some time ago?

Maybe?

Yang Ming did remember it.

In his previous life, even after he graduated from college, the textbooks he kept from primary school were still protected as if they were new.

In other words, if ancient books know how to protect them, it is normal for them to be preserved for hundreds of years.

. . .

Today's Panjiayao is indeed not a small one, and all the nearby streets are engaged in these businesses.

At 17:30 in the afternoon.

Yang Ming and others wandered around Panjiayao for more than an hour and did not stay any longer.

When getting into the car, Yang Ming said: "Let's go to Quanjude for dinner."

Mainly He Chaoluo, Alina hasn't been there yet, so it's just right to take them to Quanjude for dinner.

After eating, we went to Wangfujing for a walk.

Take a bus to Quanjude.

It was almost dinner time, and there were more people outside.

Most of the people who come to Quanjude to eat are mainly foreign and foreign tourists, while Yanjing locals rarely come here.

Tang Yun took Yang Ming and others inside.

Soon, the general manager of Quanjude learned that Sir Yang was coming. He seemed very enthusiastic and took Yang Ming and others to a separate box.

About half an hour or so.

The roast duck and matching set meal from Quanjude were delivered.

It's actually roast duck and various side dishes.

In Yang Ming's opinion, the price is still very cheap.

However, for many ordinary people in China, the price of Quanjude is really not low.

Yang Ming had already eaten here before when he came to Yanjing. During the state banquet, Yanjing roast duck was served every time, and it was also available at the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

However, the taste may still be a little different.

. . .

At 19:45 in the evening.

Had dinner here in Quanjude.

Yang Ming asked Lin Xiuzhi to pay the bill and leave, then take the car back to the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

Just after returning to the Oriental Mandarin Hotel, Yang Ming went up to take a shower, and then took out the ancient Chinese medicine prescription book he had obtained from Pan Jiayao and read it.

Yang Ming couldn't understand most of them.

However, for Yang Ming, the value is no longer here.

But it reminded him of something very important.

Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In the past few years, rich people in Xiangjiang have died of heart disease, cancer, etc. In Yang Ming's view, these rich people are not without money, nor are they without timely treatment.

Instead, they invited very professional Western doctors or private hospitals to see her, and finally left.

But, on the other hand.

Yang Ming knows that Chinese medicine still plays a very important role in many cases.

Maybe some things that Western medicine can’t treat well can be treated well by Chinese medicine.

In addition, Yang Ming also knew that when he went to the East, he found that the East valued Kampo medicine, which is actually ancient Chinese medicine.

Yang Ming even remembered that many traditional Chinese medicine markets were later monopolized by Dongyang.

In the early 21st century, Dongyang already occupied 90% of the world's traditional Chinese medicine market, compared with only 2% in China.

Japan's grab for Chinese medicine patents was even more "excessive". In the later "World Patent Database", Japanese Kampo medicines monopolized more than 70% of Chinese medicine patents, while domestic Chinese medicine patent applications were pitifully small, accounting for only 0.3%.

Yang Ming even knew that many Chinese medicine prescriptions from Japan were introduced to Japan in the 1980s and 1990s.

Chapter two!

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