Late at night, Jiang Yunhai was keeping his eyes open and carefully feeling the changes in himself. After eating a raspberry during the day, he felt that he didn't sweat as much on the palms and soles of his feet at night.
I was so excited. The effect was so great. I had taken both Chinese and Western medicines prescribed by the hospital before, but none of them worked so quickly.
Hey, what’s that sound?
Suddenly a scream caught Jiang Yunhai's attention, and he quickly listened.
"Xiu Tao, did you hear any sound?"
Jiang Yunhai sat up, nudged Li Xiutao beside him and asked.
"What's that noise? Go to sleep if you're so suspicious."
Li Xiutao said impatiently.
Could it be that I really heard it wrong?
Jiang Yunhai was a little confused.
But now there seemed to be no sound at all. Jiang Yunhai shook his head. Maybe he had tinnitus again?
It seems like he's still a little weak! I hope Xiao Che's wild strawberry matures quickly.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yunhai couldn't help but feel his heart burning. He slowly slid down, closed his eyes, smiled and fell asleep.
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In the space, Jiang Che stood up straight and hammered his lumbar spine.
After working for several hours, I finally managed to pollinate enough raspberries.
This is really too troublesome and not very efficient.
It seems I need to find some time to go into the mountains to find a beehive and let the bees take over the pollination.
"Brother, you're done, why did the singer suddenly stop?"
At this time, Wuyou's voice sounded, and Jiang Che smiled. How could he continue singing for several hours?
"It's okay, Wuyou. This singer is out of battery. I'll take it out and charge it before bringing it back to you."
"Oh, okay." Wuyou agreed somewhat depressedly.
What a bummer. I was enjoying it when it was gone.
"Brother, are you free now? Why don't you tell me what's going on outside?"
Wuyou said very excitedly.
Jiang Che smiled and nodded. Wuyou was really like a child of a few years old, full of curiosity about the world.
"Of course no problem, I'll tell you while I'm doing it."
Jiang Che came to the desk. The ginseng seeds and flower seeds soaked in the two basins of water on the desk had become plump and white, and the tender sprouts had already broken out of the shells.
"Okay, okay, brother, please tell me quickly. Xiaocha's memory only contains memories from a long time ago, which must be different from the present."
Wuyou was very interested. After so many years, what changes had taken place in the outside world?
She is still too weak now and cannot sense information from the outside world on a large scale. She can only sense something when she encounters a treasure that is helpful to her at close range.
"The world outside is completely different now than it was when Xiaocha lived. Everything from food, clothing, housing, and transportation has undergone earth-shaking changes..."
While Jiang Che took out the ginseng seeds and flower seeds and drained the spiritual water, he told Wuyou some interesting things about modern society.
It gives a brief introduction from the aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Jiang Che unexpectedly discovered that Wuyou seemed to be particularly interested in food. Whenever he talked about some delicious food, Wuyou would interrupt and ask about the taste and whether it was delicious.
Jiang Che also felt very sorry for the little girl. In her current form, she might never be able to taste delicious food in her life.
Jiang Che picked out some shriveled and dead seeds from the seeds, and then found a piece of vacant land.
As soon as he thought about it, countless holes appeared on the ground, and Jiang Che planted the ginseng seeds one by one.
As for these unknown flower species, I was not so particular. I just found an open space next to the ginseng field and scattered them there.
As for what kind of flowers will bloom in the future, it depends on their luck.
Anyway, there is spiritual water and fertile land in the space, so there is no need to worry about these flower seeds dying.
"Okay, Wuyou, the society outside is changing every day. I'll just tell you this. I'll tell you more next time I have the chance."
"Brother has something very important to do right now, so I have to concentrate. Can you play with the little turtle first?"
Jiang Che said gently.
"Oh, okay, brother, if you have something to do, just go ahead and do your own thing." Wuyou said obediently.
"Well, Wuyou is so good." Jiang Che praised little Wuyou.
Then he went back to his desk, cleaned up the clutter, and took out a notebook.
Jiang Che thought of the scene he saw last time he entered Xiaocha's memory fragment. The ancient tea-making technology recorded by the ancients is a very valuable cultural heritage.
Jiang Che thought it would be best to copy it down as soon as possible while his memory was still clear.
Jiang Che opened his notebook, took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and began to recall the scene he had seen that time.
Soon that fragment of memory resurfaced in my mind, and the energy characters written by the ancients were clearly visible.
However, all the characters recorded above were in traditional Chinese, and Jiang Che could only recognize less than 10% of them by guessing.
I had no choice but to copy down all these words and go outside tomorrow to ask the three old men if they recognize them.
By the time Jiang Che finished transcribing everything, about two hours had passed.
There weren't many words, but Jiang Che had a hard time writing the unfamiliar traditional Chinese characters, fearing he'd make mistakes, so it took quite a while.
After closing the notebook, all the ancient tea-making techniques were recorded.
Now that we have the method for making tea, the next step is the tea leaves.
Jiang Che's eyes fell on the small tea not far away. This time he might have to pluck a few leaves from it.
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