On the way down the mountain, I picked some herbs I saw and planned to dry them and keep them for future use.
Back at the educated youth's yard, Li Tingman and the others were cooking. "You're back. We went to see Tiedan after work. They knew you weren't there, and when they came back they didn't see you, so they thought you might have gone to the back mountain."
Li Qingqing peeled garlic in her hands and said worriedly, "Zhiyu, if you go to the back mountain next time, it's best to ask someone to accompany you. If you encounter any problems, at least there will be someone to inform you."
Just like Tiedan and Donkey Egg.
Song Guangye was also a little worried. As he added firewood, he said, "I heard that Tiedan and the others were bitten when they were digging wild vegetables in the back mountain. From now on, we have to be worried every time we go to the back mountain to collect firewood."
Mu Ziwei was very optimistic, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, "We have sister Xiaoyu, so we are not afraid even if we are bitten by a snake."
Li Tingman was stir-frying scrambled eggs with tomatoes and reasoned, "Tiedan and the others must have been unlucky. They encountered a passing venomous snake and accidentally annoyed it."
Meng Zhiyu sat nearby, packing the herbs in his backpack. He nodded in agreement, "That's right. People are afraid of poisonous snakes, but who can say that poisonous snakes aren't afraid of people?"
Zhao Shuanglian sat at the kitchen door with a fake smile on her face, "Sister Zhiyu, why haven't I heard that you have medical skills before? Tiedan was bitten by a snake, and you happen to know how to detoxify it. Sister is really lucky."
Before Meng Zhiyu could say anything, Li Qingqing slammed the garlic mortar hard. "Zhao Zhiqing, what you're saying is not right. It sounds like Zhiyu was bitten by a poisonous snake and got Tiedan and the others."
Zhao Shuanglian still smiled. "You said that, Qingqing, don't say that carelessly. It won't be good for Sister Zhiyu if it gets out. It will be troublesome if others misunderstand it."
He Zhida came out of the kitchen and brought his bowl to the dining table at the kitchen door. "Meng Zhiqing, since you know the antidote, you should write it down so that everyone knows it. It's a bit too selfish for you to know it alone!"
Zhao Shuanglian looked at He Zhida with admiration, "Brother He, you are really kind-hearted. If the villagers knew your thoughts, they would definitely be very grateful to you."
He Zhida also felt that he was very good and said to himself, "Meng Zhiqing, give me a copy of the recipe. I will copy it several times and give it to the villagers."
In this way, the villagers will definitely bow down to him and be grateful, after all, he helped them solve a big problem.
Mu Ziwei almost choked on his own saliva. "He Zida, you are really arrogant. With just one sentence, you want to block all the benefits for yourself."
Not only are they arrogant, but they are also brainless. Don't jump into the trap just because you provoke them. One day you will be killed and you won't even know how you died.
Meng Zhiyu couldn't help laughing out loud, not for anything else, just because of their self-righteousness.
Zhao Shuanglian felt she was making fun of her and angrily asked, "Sister Zhiyu, what are you laughing at? Do you think what Brother He said is wrong? Or are you unwilling to hand over the recipe?"
Meng Zhiyu glanced at the big flea and said, "Which ear of yours heard me say I don't want to? I'll give you the prescription. Do you know what the herbs look like? Do the villagers know them?"
Seeing they stopped chattering, he continued, "There are thousands of different kinds of herbs. Not only are many herbs similar to each other, but some weeds and herbs are also very similar. A slight mistake can lead to a huge loss. If I find the wrong medicine and someone dies, is it yours or mine?"
She is also a learner and never thinks that the recipe can only be in her hands. This is not ancient times. A family needs a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation to make a living, but it also depends on the situation.
Moreover, taking herbs alone cannot completely detoxify, and silver needles are also needed.
He Zhida disagreed and looked at her with raised eyelids, "How can you be so exaggerated? You just need to point out each herb and let everyone remember it. You just don't want to hand over the prescription."
Zhao Shuanglian considerately fanned He Zhida with a palm-leaf fan and said softly, "Brother He, don't be angry. Sister Zhiyu must not have figured it out yet. It will be fine once she figures it out."
Meng Zhiyu felt his hands itching again, but there was nothing he could do. Ever since he had a fight with his scumbag father, he had become addicted to beating people. What should he do?
But as a cultured person, how can you act so easily?
After thinking for a moment, she casually took out two herbs from her backpack and held them in front of He Zhida. "Do you recognize what these herbs are?"
He Zhida thought she had compromised and was teaching others about herbs, so he smiled smugly and shook his head, "I don't know."
Meng Zhiyu looked at Zhao Shuanglian again, "Do you know?"
Zhao Shuanglian shook her head and said softly, "Sister Zhiyu, if I knew, I would definitely teach everyone. Why would I bother you?"
Meng Zhiyu smiled slightly, "This is Centella asiatica, also known as Centella asiatica or Liverwort."
He looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you remember?"
Seeing the two nod, he said, "Tell me again."
Zhao Shuanglian was dissatisfied, "Why?"
Meng Zhiyu wasn't angry either. "If you don't tell me, how can I know if you've truly memorized it, let alone submit it to everyone?"
He Zhida thought it made sense, but when he mentioned two names, Zhao Shuanglian only knew it was Centella asiatica.
Meng Zhiyu didn't care and continued, "Centella asiatica tastes bitter and pungent, and has a cold nature. It enters the liver, spleen, and kidney meridians. The grass is tender and palatable, and can be eaten raw. It has the effect of clearing heat and dampness."
Then he asked the two to repeat themselves. This time, neither of them remembered a single word. He Zhida felt embarrassed and accused them, "Meng Zhiqing, who can remember what you said if you say that?"
Meng Zhiyu looked at Li Tingman and the others, and they all understood. Mu Ziwei raised his right hand and said, "Teacher Meng, I'll recite it. Centella asiatica tastes bitter and cold in nature, but it has a soft texture and is delicious. It can be eaten raw to clear away heat."
Li Tingman then recounted what she remembered, then Song Guangye, and finally Li Qingqing. Although not all of it was complete, she still remembered most of it.
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