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新建 3（Newly build 3） The legend of Achyranthes bidentata Once there was a doctor, a doctor for many years, is a Bachelor of herbs, only received four apprentice. He cured many people with a lot of tuberculosis injuries, but did not pass them on to his disciples by a good herb. Later, when I was older, I wanted to give the secret recipe to a good and honorable medical student. However, the four disciples who is good, he was not at the end of his mind, he decided to try. One day, the doctor called the four disciples, for their sincere words and earnest wishes say: I am now old and sick, then I cant practice the herbs. A few of you have learned how to make a living! After listening to the big disciple, the heart played a small calculation, and thought: master dug a lifetime of medicine, gave people a lifetime of illness, must save a lot of money.. He has no children, and his money shall be mine. So he said to the master: master, make painstaking efforts, taught me to learn the skill, I give you care, you will move to where I live, I will serve you well for the elderly. Other disciples say so. The doctor listened with joy and moved to live under great disciples. At the beginning, the big apprentice had a good reception, and the master was satisfied. But after a few days, the disciple sneaked through the burden of the master, and found that the master had no money at all, only the same herb that had not been sold. So to master all of a sudden cold, sarcastic prick all day. The doctor only see apprentice heart, leave sadly, moved to the two disciples home. Who knows, two disciples and the same as the big apprentice, first courtesy times, and found that when the master did not have money, but also cold down face. Helpless, the master had to move to three disciples there. Did not think the three disciples is a miser, when he knew the teacher is just a poor doctor, only lived three days, put out a master. The master refused to go to the four disciples home. He sat on the stre