Chapter 395 A Dilapidated Taoist Temple in the Tang Dynasty - Little Female Taoist Priest 3
“The pregnant woman has damaged her body this time. I will prescribe some medicine for her to take. It is best to have a double postpartum period. During this time, she should eat well and do less physical work. This way, she should be able to recover and it will not affect her future fertility.”
"Okay, okay, we'll remember."
Jiang Yue took some medicine out of the first-aid kit. The medicine in the kit was for emergency use only, and after preparing it, it would only last for two days. After handing the medicine package to them, she also gave them instructions on how to take it: "Take it for now, and when the snow stops, we'll go up the mountain to get more medicine."
"Here, put these two pills away too. Take one on the seventh day starting tomorrow, and then take another one seven days later."
This pill is actually a hawthorn pill, but Jiang Yue wrapped it with medicinal powder. In fact, the medicinal powder alone would have been enough to cure it, but wouldn't drinking some medicine make it seem more normal? Anyway, the medicine was just to regulate her body, so there's no harm in taking it.
"Young Taoist priest, please accept this consultation fee." Er Gouzi's mother took out money and stuffed it into Jiang Yue's hand. Jiang Yue looked at the obviously much more money and hurriedly refused: "I don't need this much, you've given too much."
"It's not much, please accept it. You saved my daughter-in-law and grandson's lives, which is equivalent to saving our whole family's lives. This amount of money is not much, you can accept it."
"No, no, my master and I have been treating people for so many years, and the amount of money we receive has always been fixed."
Seeing Jiang Yue's resolute expression, the old man sighed, counted out the consultation fee after a moment, and handed it to Jiang Yue. He thought to himself that he would buy some food to donate to the Taoist temple after the snow stopped. Jiang Yue took the money, bowed, and took her leave. She had a lot to do at home after having a baby, so she didn't want to bother them any longer.
On her way home, she ran into the village chief's son and the village chief. Seeing Jiang Yue walking back, the village chief asked her, "Little Taoist priest, how is Er Gouzi's wife?"
"Mother and child are safe and sound, thanks to Brother Shuanzi's timely notification."
"Hehe, not at all, little Taoist priest, you're too fast. I just came down the mountain and you've already saved everyone."
"Yes, you have to be more careful going down the mountain next time. The road is slippery when it snows, and you're going down so fast without paying any attention to safety. What if something happens!"
"I remember now. Wasn't this an emergency? I'll be slower next time."
"It's getting dark, why don't you stay here for the night and go back tomorrow?"
"It's alright, village chief. It's still early. I can walk slowly. By the way, village chief, remember to call me next time you go to town. I'd like to go with you to buy some things."
"Okay, I'll let you know before we enter the city. Take care on the road."
"Then I'm leaving."
Back on the mountain, Jiang Yue lit the brazier. She had poured water on it on the way down to prevent fires. If Jiang Yue hadn't been wearing her robes, she probably would have frozen to death by now. In those days, there were no cotton-padded clothes. Cotton wasn't widely available yet. Rich people wore clothes made of animal fur, while ordinary people used scraps of cloth and willow catkins as stuffing.
So people don't go out much in winter, and if a winter is particularly cold, many people will freeze to death. Jiang Yue took a sip of water and started reminiscing about the protagonist, wondering if he had come to this world.
This world has a protagonist. It tells the story of Yang An, a modern teacher, who is transported to the Zhenguan era 1,300 years ago due to an accident. He is forced to assume the name of his ancestor "Yang An" and begin his life in the Tang Dynasty. He uses his modern knowledge to rewrite this era, and history takes a completely different path from then on.
"The main character has returned to his place."
"That's great. I guess we'll be able to eat potatoes soon. This guy doesn't usually like to eat them, but he's been missing them a bit after not having them for a year."
After the fire was lit, Jiang Yue began copying books. Jiang Yue had already copied quite a few books this year, including some Taoist scriptures and some books that modern scholars use for study. These books were intended to be sold to make money, like novel protagonists who travel through time and go to bookstores to buy books. Some books sell for one or two taels of silver, while others sell for 100 to 200 wen. Most of these low-priced books were written by them.
However, now that Jiang Yue is here, her books will probably be more expensive because her handwriting is so much better than before. Shopkeepers also judge books by the quality of the handwriting. After dark, Jiang Yue stopped writing because the light was too dim and could hurt her eyes.
Habits are powerful. Jiang Yue woke up before dawn. After finishing her morning class and cooking porridge, she cleaned the main hall. After cleaning, she practiced her kung fu for a while. By the time she finished eating, it was already past 9 a.m.
After the snow cleared, the sun shone on the snow, reflecting a dazzling white light, illuminating the whole world. Jiang Yue admired the beautiful scenery for a moment, then took out a broom to sweep the path up the mountain. By the time she finished sweeping the snow and started climbing again, three hours had passed, mainly because the latter half of the path, which was not paved with stones, was a bit difficult to walk on.
After lunch, they rested for a while. In the afternoon, Er Gouzi went up the mountain. Jiang Yue handed him the medicine she had prescribed and accepted the dried vegetables he brought. She accepted the dried vegetables but told him to take the chicken back. She thought it was better for pregnant women. Seeing that Er Gouzi insisted on leaving some for her, Jiang Yue said, "Bring me some when you pick wild vegetables and bamboo shoots. I like to eat those."
After sending Er Gouzi away, she had some free time. In the dead of winter, with nothing to do and no one coming up the mountain, she went to the room where the bamboo was kept and got some sliced bamboo strips. Jiang Yue started weaving some handicrafts. This was a skill her master had taught her, and she had made some improvements recently because the previous bamboo weaving was a bit rough and didn't sell well. The new ones that Jiang Yue made were all pretty, such as rabbit bookmarks, zongzi sachets, and small frames shaped like ducks.
After finishing the last bamboo wind chime, Jiang Yue packed everything away. The box was full of items that needed to be sold. After closing the lid, Jiang Yue put the items on the shelf, not daring to put them on the ground, because there were rats in the mountains.
After finishing her homework in the evening, Jiang Yue swept the yard because a lot of snow had blown in after the wind picked up in the afternoon. After sweeping the yard, she went back inside. As soon as she entered the house, she heard a slight noise outside.
Jiang Yue listened intently to the sounds of the deep forest, wondering if any animals had wandered in. Skilled and daring, she opened the door and went out. Because it was dark, Jiang Yue couldn't see clearly and had to take a few more steps. When she reached the side, a dark shadow made a 'meow' sound. Jiang Yue shone the oil lamp on it and saw that it was a small wild cat, filthy and shivering from the cold.
"Hey, can you still move?"
After saying that, Jiang Yue paused for a moment, realizing that her actions were quite absurd. It would have been better if the cat hadn't answered; if it had, she would have been completely lost. After observing the cat for a while, she noticed that it was meowing and not moving. When Jiang Yue squatted down, the cat tried to run away, but upon closer inspection, she saw that its hind leg was injured, probably from slipping and falling off the roof.
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