Rong Zhuo also thought about this question, because although medicinal materials are not heavy, they are large in size, so there will be no less carts and horses needed to transport them. Most of the medicinal materials that Beijiang will need at that time are for the treatment of trauma, or for anti-inflammatory and analgesic. These medicinal materials are not precious, and the price will not be too high, so the manpower consumed may be more expensive than the medicinal materials.

"Today, I came to shopkeeper Song to ask, if our medicinal materials were packaged directly according to the prescription for the symptoms, would it be easier to transport them?" Rong Zhuo thought for a while, and then said, "For example, take Some medicinal materials are directly ground into pills or something?"

"It's okay to make pills, but in this way, all medicines can only be symptomatic." Shopkeeper Song said.

"Yes, it needs to be symptomatic. It's best to take it directly at that time to avoid the trouble of boiling the medicine." Rong Zhuo said.

In the absence of doctors and medicines in the military, dispensing and decoction is also an extremely tedious task. If their commonly used drugs can be directly made into pills, it will not only save transportation costs, but also more convenient to apply.

In fact, this kind of pill, powder, etc., is almost the prototype of the early Chinese patent medicine.

This drug has become very popular in modern society, but it is obviously not widely used in this era.

The reason is that first, most people need to treat the symptoms when they see a doctor. For example, if someone catches the cold, they may have the symptoms of cough at the same time. At this time, the prescription can be prescribed to take care of all the symptoms. Pills are available, but most of the time they only target one symptom.

The second is that after the pills are made, the efficacy of the medicine will be compromised to a certain extent.

So people don't really recognize pills, so most drugstores won't focus on this one.

But the medicine used in the military is different from that of the common people. Most of the medicines they urgently needed during the war were only those kinds of medicines, and all of them were symptomatic.

In fact, it is not difficult to think of this matter, but no one in the DPRK and China would care about this kind of thing like Rong Zhuo. In their opinion, giving enough food and supplies is already a favor. As for other details, no one will to worry.

And the generals are too late to worry about big things, and they have no time to think about such trivial things.

As for other people, even if they have the will and are limited by the thinking of the ancients, I am afraid that it is difficult to have such an idea of ​​Rong Zhuo.

"Young Master Rong, what is the symptom you want to make into a pill?" Shopkeeper Song asked again.

"I can't say it either." Rong Zhuo was afraid that the other party would guess his intention if he said it too clearly, so he did not directly say that it was a medicine for trauma or pain and hemostasis. Morning sickness and the like, and the wound medicine is mixed in it.

The shopkeeper Song said hurriedly, "We have actually made several types of medicines in our shop, such as pills for digestion and expelling wind, medicines for golden sores to stop bleeding, and some medicines for clearing heat and detoxifying, but these types of medicines are usually purchased by ordinary people. It’s not much, and then it’s done less.”

"Manager Song, if I want to customize a lot of these pills or powders, maybe we can do it in our shop?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"It depends on the amount." Shopkeeper Song said: "But everything is easy to discuss. If Young Master Rong needs it, we can't finish it in our shop, so we can hire someone to do it."

Hearing what he said, Rong Zhuo had a bottom line in his heart.

Right now, he can't tell the other party what he intends to do. First, he hasn't thought it through, and second, he doesn't want to let others know about the plan so early, so as not to cause troubles.

Therefore, Rong Zhuo only asked the questions that he was most concerned about that day and left.

Before leaving, he also asked shopkeeper Song to make a list for him, on which was the names and functions of all the pills and powders that could be made in their shop. At that time, Rong Zhuo only needs to pick out the medicine he wants and customize it. As for what is not on the list, he can find a way to solve it.

"Xiaozhuo, your method is so good." After leaving the pharmacy, Song Mingan said to him: "The caravan transports the medicinal materials in large quantities and troublesome. Once the medicinal materials are made into pills and powders, it will be much easier to transport. ."

Duan Zheng on the side said: "I'm afraid it won't sell well? People won't recognize it if the price is high, and we will lose money if the price is low."

"Yeah." Rong Zhuo didn't refute him, nodded and said, "Let me think about this matter."

On the same day, Rong Zhuo returned to the house after saying goodbye to Song Mingan.

The other party wanted to take him out for entertainment, but Rongzhuo didn't give him a chance.

"What's wrong with him?" Song Mingan asked Duan Zheng puzzled, "Changed his temper?"

"Never mind, it's probably annoying after two or three days of tossing." Duan Zheng said.

Although he said that, he couldn't help thinking of Yu Jingdu in his heart, secretly thinking that Xiaozhuo suddenly became so active, was it because of His Royal Highness the King of Yan?

For the next two days, Rong Zhuo kept himself locked in the room and hardly came out.

According to the current situation, he wrote a plan in detail.

Because there were too many things involved in this matter, he didn't dare to be sloppy.

Rong Qinghuai hadn't seen him for the past two days, and thought he had gone out to mess around again. Later, he learned from Jindouzi that Rong Zhuo hadn't gone out, so he couldn't help but curiously went over to take a look.

Rong Zhuo didn't plan to hide it from him at first, and he didn't hide it when he saw him coming.

Rong Qinghuai took the things that Rong Zhuo had arranged and looked at it, and the more he looked back, the more solemn his expression became.

"Why did you ask me about the war that day?" Rong Qinghuai asked him.

"Yeah." Rong Zhuo nodded in agreement, but didn't give him any high-sounding excuses.

Rong Qinghuai took the few pages of paper and walked aside to sit down, and read it carefully again, with a very serious attitude.

It was also the first time for Rong Zhuo to do this, and he was somewhat clueless. He was quite nervous to be seen by his own father like this.

"What did His Royal Highness Yan Wang tell you?" Rong Qinghuai asked him, "Is there a war at the border?"

"Yeah." Rong Zhuo said: "He said...after the establishment of the reserve, he will ask for His Majesty."