Chapter 8

To get to know a Chinese herbal medicine, you have to start with contact with it. When Xu Yi was five years old, he often went to the pharmacy at home.

His pharmacy is several hundred square meters, with rows of medicine cabinets nearly 1.8 meters high, each containing different medicinal materials. His favorite thing is to blindly guess the names of medicinal materials and identify them by "looking, touching, smelling and tasting". These are the four methods used to understand and observe medicines since ancient times.

The elders in the family noticed his love for medicinal materials, and took him through the entire process from identifying fresh medicinal materials to making them into medicinal materials that can be used directly.

Over time, Xu Yi developed a pair of eyes that can quickly identify medicinal materials.

Salvia miltiorrhiza is one of the more easily recognized types, and it can be said that he has been exposed to it since he was a child. The salvia dug this time were of very high quality, which made him very happy.

I dug out all the salvia that could be dug in this area, and filled the bamboo basket until two-thirds full. I couldn't dig any more, otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry it back down the mountain.

Xu Yi gave up his interest in continuing to explore inside. Digging for medicinal materials was not a job that could be completed in a day or two, so he was not in a hurry.

Before it was too late, Xu Yi led Xiao Huang down the mountain calmly.

When he came to the stream at the foot of the mountain, he was washing the dirt on his hands on the bank. Suddenly, he saw a dried ginger plant at his feet.

Dried ginger is not the ginger used for cooking, it is the rhizome of the herb ginger used for medicine. This dry ginger has the effects of warming the middle and dispelling cold, restoring yang and relieving adverse events, warming menstruation and stopping bleeding.

There is only one plant, and it doesn't matter whether you pick it or not, but Xu Yi thought of one person. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down with a sigh and dug out the dried ginger from the soil.

Take its rhizome, wash it back in the stream, and throw it into the bamboo basket behind him.

After doing this, Xu Yi walked towards the direction where the bullock cart stopped.

As the sun set, Xu Yi returned home carrying a heavy bamboo basket.

As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, the yard next door opened with a bang, and the accountant Chen who I had met in the morning appeared again.

Xu Yi stood still and looked at him politely, waiting for him to speak.

Compared with the accountant Chen he saw in the morning, his face at this time was not as good as before. He was sweating on his forehead, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were blue. He looked at Xu Yi with eyes that were almost staring: "You... what did you use?" What can you do? I feel really, really sick after what you said!"

He seemed to growl the last words through gritted teeth.

He was also afraid of being heard by others, but his pale face was rosy with anger, and he didn't look like a sick person for a moment.

But this is just an illusion. The cold pain in his chest and abdomen is not a lie. It is really like what Xu Yi said. Lying down on the bed will cause your limbs to become lukewarm and the abdominal pain to be unbearable.

Xu Yi raised his eyebrows: "It's not that I got sick after I said it, you were already sick."

"Nonsense, how could I get sick all the time." Accountant Chen said in pain.

He cannot get sick. Once he gets sick, the shopkeeper will definitely fire him, and he will not be able to work as an accountant in the future.

Faced with his stubbornness, Xu Yi looked a little helpless and funny: "Chen Accountant, you don't look right today. Didn't anyone tell you?"

As Chen Accountant breathed, he thought of his wife when he had an upset stomach today. Ask him what's wrong with him.

He shook his head and said that he just had no appetite. He smelled greasy and felt nauseated, which was probably caused by the heat. He would just go to the medical clinic to grab a decoction to reduce dryness and drink it later.

He denied it with a guilty conscience: "I feel bad because of the smell you made. Do you want to deny it?"

"Me? Deny it?" Xu Yi frowned. He thought in his memory before that Chen Accountant had no intention of denying it. If it means to take care of him, it will remind him that he is sick.

When you are sick, you should see a doctor. This is a philosophy he has adhered to since he was a child. Although he traveled through time and came here, his idea has not changed yet. After all, his original parents were dragged to death of illness.

He smiled slightly and said: "Chen Accountant, you have external deficiency and internal cold, and spleen and stomach deficiency. You will suffer from stomach discomfort at first, and then you will suffer from abdominal pain and diarrhea. If it is serious, you will lose your life."

In fact, from the perspective of "Look, According to the four steps of "smell, ask, and feel", it is difficult to accurately determine what disease a person has by just "looking" without going through the other three steps.

Moreover, the diagnostic method of traditional Chinese medicine is different from that of Western medicine. It will not give you a very clear diagnosis, and generally it will not tell the patient in great detail what the cause of your disease is.

At least, not all Chinese medicine is so magical.

The reason why Xu Yi could tell what disease he had was because he stood too close!

It was difficult for Xu Yi to ignore the tone that came to his face. Moreover, Chen Zhangfang's tongue was pale and slippery, so the symptoms he mentioned matched his symptoms. In all likelihood, it was the deficiency-cold syndrome he mentioned.

Accountant Chen was horrified by what he saw and subconsciously took half a step back. When he reacted, he was so angry that he was almost threatened by a teenage boy.

Damn it, the panic in the morning was not an illusion, this boy Xu was really different.

"You... don't talk nonsense!"

Accountant Chen showed his true colors and stared at Xu Yi fiercely.

Xu Yi shook his head. This man was hopeless. He had to suffer to realize that he did not threaten him.

At this time, Mrs. Chen came out of the house angrily.

Seeing Accountant Chen confronting Xu Yi, his face darkened instantly. She rolled up her sleeves and came over, showing no trace of the subtlety of a woman born in ancient times. She cursed: "Chen Erwang, are you embarrassed? A person of such an age bullies Xu Xiaolang here. What kind of intention do you have? Are you not afraid that the Chen family will be bullied by others?" Are you kidding me? "

We are neighbors and have been acquaintances for more than ten years.

This accountant Chen, also known as Chen Erwang, is a man in his thirties. He is not feeling well and can still blame it on a teenage child. He is not afraid of being laughed at if he speaks out.

In less than two days, I'm afraid the entire Shijing Lane will know about this.

Chen Erwang blushed at being criticized by his wife, and he hesitated: "Madam, you don't know, this boy Xu is very bad. As soon as I came here, he said that I was sick again."

Mrs. Chen: "..."

Xu Yi: "... ..."

Xu Yi touched his nose and looked at Mrs. Chen looking at him in confusion. He reluctantly explained, "Accountant Chen is indeed ill and can be cured by drinking some medicinal soup, but it can't be delayed."

It seems to be true . ill.

She heard yesterday that Xu Xiaolang gave up literature and medicine after the death of his parents and now wanted to be a traveling doctor.

For some reason, Mrs. Chen has inexplicable confidence in Xu Yi. This child used to study hard, and now that he is studying medicine, he will definitely be able to study hard.

Mrs. Chen said: "Now that I have said that, I would like to thank Xu Xiaolang first, and I will take my accountant to see the doctor tomorrow."

"Madam, I am really not sick!" Chen accountant exclaimed, and wanted to say something else, but she Staring so hard that he swallowed it back in his stomach.

His limbs were weak and he was dragged back to the yard by his sleeves.

Seeing them leave the field of vision, Xu Yi felt relieved and no longer focused on the Chen family.

After such a commotion, many people living in Shijing Lane knew about it in the evening.

On the other side, Xing Yuesen left private school and came to look for Xu Yi. He didn't find anyone on South Street and went home first.

He first went to sit in his grandmother's house for a while and told her some interesting things that happened in the private school. Then he got up and left and went to his grandfather's house.

I was worried that my grandfather would catch the cold, so the door of my grandfather’s house was hung with heavy silk curtains embroidered with fortune and longevity. Xu Yi said that the place where his grandfather lived needed to be ventilated, so his grandmother ordered people to remove the silk curtains and replace them with silk gauze tied up with partitions.

It was tied up during the day and hung down at night. In just a few days, the looming unpleasant smell in my grandfather's house disappeared.

"Grandpa." Xing Yuesen saluted in the direction of the bed.

The curtain over there moved, and the boy came over to put the brocade cushion on it. Xing Yuesen came over familiarly and sat in front of his grandfather.

Grandfather Xing looked at his grandson who came out of the third house with kind eyes. He was a handsome and gentle man, and he looked very promising.

"Brother Sen, why did you come to see your grandfather so late today?"

"Grandpa, I went to South Street to look for Xu Yi, but he was not at home and I didn't see anyone." Xing Yuesen lowered his eyes and said.

Xu Yi has not yet reached the age of Guan Guan, and has not yet picked up a character. He has no characters, so he can only be called by his name.

Hearing the word "Xu Yi", Grandfather Xing opened his eyes slightly: "How's this kid? Grandpa has been taking the prescription he prescribed for three days, and his legs don't hurt as much as before."

As he spoke, he grabbed Xing Yuesen's hand and held it steadily. Patting, "Although our Xing family is in the silk business and has some money at home, we can't neglect Xu Xiaolang."

He waved the young man over and told him to accompany the young master of the third room to the warehouse later and pick out the items. Take away two decent thank-you gifts. Next time you go to see someone, don't go empty-handed.

Xing Yuesen was delighted that the things in his grandfather's warehouse were not only a little better than him.

...

The night was long, the wind picked up, and the patter of rain woke Xu Yi up.

He quickly stood up, lit the oil lamp on the table, put on the coat hanging in the corner, and walked out of the house holding the oil lamp.

When he came to the dustpan where the cooked Shouwu was drying, he saw that the fine rain had not affected it yet, so he decided to move it and put it in the kitchen.

It’s a plum rain in spring. Once it rains, it won’t stop easily.

"Woof woof woof~"

Xiao Huang was sleeping on his stomach in the yard. When he heard Xu Yi's footsteps, he got up excitedly and shook his tail.

Xu Yi knelt down and touched its head and back. When he felt the wet rainwater, he took it back to the house.

The room where he slept was divided into two rooms. One room was originally occupied by Xu's parents, and the other room was occupied by him.

The furnishings in the house are simple, including a single bed, a desk for reading, and a cabinet for storing clothes.

Xu Yi dug out the quilt from Xia Tian in the cabinet, folded it into tofu pieces, and used it as a new sleeping nest for Xiao Huang.

"You will sleep here from now on." He said, pinching its ears as promised, "Don't disturb me in the middle of the night, and don't disturb me in the morning. If you want to go to the toilet, go outside by yourself."

Xiao Huang: "Oh~~~"

Xu Yichao Eyebrow: "Don't act coquettishly."

You are a male dog.