Chapter 239 Shen Jiaqing
Sheng Sheng tilted her head, looking puzzled.
Does that mean she called me by the wrong name?
Shen Jiaqing looked at the little dumpling's big, watery eyes staring blankly at her, her innocence written all over her face, and felt helpless.
He couldn't possibly hold a grudge against a child, especially such a lovely one; he simply couldn't bear to.
Uncle it is, but is he really that old? He's still young!
Shen Jiaqing shook her head: "Never mind, you can have this fried chicken frame."
"No, no, Uncle, you should buy it for your children at home." Sheng Sheng turned to the shop owner and said, "Then give me a serving of fried sweet potato fries, thank you."
The shopkeeper quickly replied, "Okay!"
Shen Jiaqing smiled, finding the child quite amusing: "Child? Why would you think I have a child?"
“Because very few people your age would enjoy eating these kinds of snacks, and judging from your refined and otherworldly demeanor, you don’t seem like the type to eat such greasy things. You’re more like… um…” Sheng Sheng thought for a moment, “like a reclusive divine physician who lives in a valley and focuses solely on cultivating medicinal herbs!”
Shen Jiaqing was startled, but before she could ask any more questions, she heard the young boy next to the little dumpling retort, "I don't think so. On the contrary, I think this young master should be a martial arts master."
With a puzzled look, she asked Xie Yunqi, "Hmm? Why?"
"You don't understand, do you? Often, the most unlikely thing is the most likely. When you're guessing, you should naturally guess the one with the biggest contrast!"
Sheng Sheng didn't quite agree, looking somewhat troubled: "Why do I feel like that's not the case?"
Sheng Sheng took a step closer to Shen Jiaqing and sniffed: "He smells of medicine. Just as I guessed, Uncle, you are a doctor, right? Or a herb farmer?"
Shen Jiaqing laughed heartily: "That's right, I am indeed a doctor."
"Yay, Sheng Sheng guessed right!"
Xie Yunqi scratched his head: "That's not right. This is experience I've accumulated over many years. How could it be wrong?"
Shen Jiaqing found the two little children amusing, and seeing Shengsheng's adorable appearance reminded him of his own younger sister, so he treated them with great kindness and couldn't help but say a few more words to them.
"I am indeed a doctor, but this fried chicken frame is not something I'm bringing to my children at home. I don't have any children yet. Besides, my nieces and nephews live far away, so I can't bring it."
A surprised voice exclaimed, "So, Uncle, you ate it all by yourself?"
"Hmm, are you surprised?"
"Of course I'm surprised," Sheng Sheng said with a laugh. "How are they often described in storybooks? Oh, right—a divine physician in a white robe, living in seclusion deep in a valley, spending his days with herbs and medical books, drinking dew and eating flower petals. In the world of the divine physician, there is only the gentle breeze."
Xie Yunqi immediately recognized the line as one from the storybook he had shown Sheng Sheng earlier, and excitedly agreed with her: "Ah, yes, yes, I also remember that's how it was described in that storybook!"
Shen Jiaqing looked on with a puzzled expression: "Drink dew and eat flower petals? We doctors need to live too!"
The two children giggled, and Shen Jiaqing realized that she had been amused by them.
Shen Jiaqing said helplessly, "Actually, I rarely eat these oily foods, as they are bad for my health. But recently I've encountered some bottlenecks and problems, and I'm feeling quite frustrated, so I unconsciously wanted to eat something new to lift my spirits."
What frustrates medicine is nothing more than encountering another thorny illness, or, like them, desperately searching for a medicinal herb that remains elusive.
Thinking of this, Sheng Sheng felt that they were also fellow sufferers in this world, and couldn't help but sigh, saying, "Alas, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?"
Xie Yunqi didn't understand and looked at her blankly.
Shen Jiaqing understood: "A blade of grass? Shouldn't it be a flower?"
"Sigh, this is a long story. Let's get straight to the point." Sheng Sheng chuckled and asked him in return, "But Uncle, what's bothering you? Sheng Sheng guesses, the strong smell of herbs on you must be because you've been tinkering with things lately, right? Doctors, more or less, all enjoy growing their own herbs. Could it be that there's some herb you can't grow?"
Shen Jiaqing's eyes lit up: "You guessed right again!"
Xie Yunqi stared wide-eyed: "You guessed right again? Why? It doesn't make sense!"
Seng Sheng sighed and chuckled bitterly. The important thing now was why this uncle was in a bad mood, and why her fifth brother was still agonizing over whether he had guessed correctly.
Shen Jiaqing gave a wry smile. Perhaps he felt it was fate to meet this little dumpling in a foreign land, or perhaps it was just a chance encounter and there was nothing wrong with talking about it. For some reason, he spoke up quite naturally.
Shen Jiaqing said, "To be honest, I am not from the State of Yu, but from the State of Jin. I came to the State of Yu because I heard that Huoshan in Yu is famous for its Dendrobium officinale, and the farmers there are very skilled at cultivating it artificially, so I went there to learn. I stayed in Huoshan for about half a month, and then traveled north and did some sightseeing. I was learning well from others there, but I don't know what went wrong. Yesterday I tried to try to grow it myself, but I couldn't get rid of the seed coat no matter what I did."
"Dendrobium officinale?"
That name sounds familiar. Oh, isn't that the medicinal herb that the Crown Prince sent people to Huoshan to buy a while ago?
It seems that this is also what the Fourth Prince needs?
Sheng Sheng pondered that her fourth brother needed to use Dendrobium officinale for his medicine, and perhaps he would encounter the same problem in the future.
Since it's such a coincidence that this doctor is also thinking about Dendrobium officinale, she might as well go and think about it too.
That way, when the fourth prince encounters the same problem in the future, he won't be at a loss for what to do.
So, Sheng Sheng asked, "How about we take Sheng Sheng to see him?"
"you?"
"Yes, me."
*
In the top-class room of an inn, a row of flowerpots were neatly arranged by the window, with small seedlings stuck in them. These were Shen Jiaqing's "treasures" that she had grown herself.
On the table, on a handkerchief, lay a small seed, which was the Dendrobium officinale seed that Shen Jiaqing had mentioned, the one whose seed coat could never be broken by grinding.
“The seeds of Dendrobium officinale are extremely small. Although the overall thickness of the seed coat is thin, it is very dense and highly wear-resistant. Conventional polishing methods are easy to slip and difficult to damage the structure. I have tried many kinds of tools, but I still can’t break it.” Shen Jiaqing sighed. “It’s also my fault. When I was in Huoshan, I never thought that the seeds of Dendrobium officinale were too special. I learned everything, but I didn’t learn this.”
Sheng Sheng bent down, her gaze level with the tiny seed on the table, and pondered for a moment.
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