The next day, early in the morning.
Jia Dongsheng first ran with the stick, then did horse stance, and then entered the stage of practicing martial arts.
That’s right, after this period of intensive foundation-laying, Banggeng can already start learning moves, but he has to start from the simplest moves.
But even so, Banggeng's progress exceeded Jia Dongsheng's expectations.
"This kid is really a good martial artist."
This feeling was not the first time that Jia Dongsheng had come up with this idea. At the same time, Jia Dongsheng's requirements for the stick jokes became more stringent.
"This is wrong, do the movement again."
"This place isn't standard either, Bang Geng. You have to practice martial arts seriously to achieve anything, understand?"
"I understand, Second Uncle."
I can finally practice the moves. Banggeng has been very excited these days. He practices every move very seriously. When it comes to martial arts, the more serious you are, the better the results will be.
Jia Dongsheng was very satisfied with Banggeng's attitude towards martial arts training.
"Dongsheng, you guys are still practicing."
Halfway through the practice, Banggeng yawned and walked out of the house. As soon as he saw his appearance, Jia Dongsheng knew that he didn't sleep well!
"Silly Zhu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so listless? Is it because Uncle Daqing is back that you're too excited and can't sleep?"
"It's alright, it's alright."
He said this reluctantly. There was nothing he could do. He Daqing was back, and Sha Zhu was indeed very happy, but he was not so happy that he couldn't sleep.
The main reason was that he had been sleeping alone ever since He Daqing went to Baocheng. Suddenly, there were two older men in the house, and their snoring was louder than each other, which made him unable to sleep for even an hour the whole night.
This is not the most desperate thing for Shazhu. The most desperate thing is that he doesn’t know when this kind of day will end.
He Daqing said he wanted to renovate his house, but where would the money come from?
There is no money at home!
When He Daqing went to defend the city, his salary was paid by Bai Guafu. He was really poorer than his face. Although Sha Zhu was not to that extent, he liked to take a bath, drink, and had to support a rain water, so he could not save up his salary at all.
Therefore, the money for decoration is not enough at all.
If he can’t renovate, he’ll have to sleep like this all the time. Isn’t that fatal?
Jia Dongsheng also noticed Sha Zhu's reluctance, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he smiled and said, "You're going to work today. Are you familiar with Canteen No. 2?"
"Familiar, too familiar."
Before he started sweeping the toilets, Sha Zhu was certainly not familiar with Canteen No. 2. But since he started sweeping the toilets and had Guo Xiaojun as his enemy, Sha Zhu had to get to know Canteen No. 2 carefully and seriously.
After all, Sha Zhu is a vengeful person. He will never forget the kick that Guo Xiaojun gave him. If it weren't for that kick, he wouldn't have been sweeping the toilet for more than two months.
"It's good to be familiar with it. Don't let us catch you this time."
Jia Dongsheng gave a brief reminder, but didn't say anything else.
He also remembered what happened to Guo Xiaojun. Now, the only person in the factory who had a grievance against him was Guo Xiaojun.
But after observing for such a long time, Jia Dongsheng felt that Guo Xiaojun's hatred for him was not as great as his hatred for Sha Zhu.
Therefore, he felt relieved that Sha Zhu was there to deal with Guo Xiaojun.
"Don't worry, Dongsheng, I will definitely be careful."
Sha Zhu thought Jia Dongsheng cared about him and responded with a smile.
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After breakfast, Qin Huairu went to work. Jia Dongsheng asked Banggeng to go into the house to study. After finishing his homework, he went into the study to read medical books.
Although he is now a chef, he has not neglected his medical skills. On the contrary, he has been studying them.
The old Chinese doctor left behind a medical book with notes, which was the accumulation of his lifelong medical experience. Jia Dongsheng took a quick look at it for the first time, then studied it word by word, and combined it with ancient medical books to increase his medical skills.
It can be said that this book left by the old Chinese medicine doctor really gave Jia Dongsheng a lot of inspiration.
But at the same time, Jia Dongsheng also discovered a shortcoming.
That is the old Chinese medicine doctor's medical skills in curing diseases and saving lives. Although they can be considered superb, they always feel a little weak.
In the medical books and notes of old Chinese doctors, when it comes to diagnosing patients and prescribing medicine, they write down many treatment methods for one disease, giving people the feeling that if one medicine doesn't work, they should try another one.
Instead of the confidence of top Chinese medicine practitioners who prescribe medicine according to the disease and cure it with medicine.
It is said that traditional Chinese medicine is slow to work. In fact, that is because there are no good traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. A real traditional Chinese medicine practitioner will have a thorough understanding of the patient's condition after a thorough diagnosis. He will then prescribe medicine according to the disease. After drinking a bowl of medicine, the disease will not be cured immediately, but it will certainly be greatly alleviated.
In later generations, Chinese medicine practitioners have even been able to participate in emergency situations. It can be imagined that the abilities of a good Chinese medicine practitioner are very strong.
However, Traditional Chinese Medicine does require a longer period of study, and it is a subject that can be learned throughout one’s life.
But even though the old Chinese doctor has lived for so many years, he is still a little unconfident when it comes to diagnosing patients and prescribing medicine. This is simply because he is a Chinese medicine doctor with some specializations.
When it comes to conditioning the body, maintaining health, and refreshing the mind, they are absolutely top-notch. For example, in medical books and notes, many old Chinese medicine practitioners will only write down one prescription for patients who have physical problems or recovery problems after illness.
Yes, it’s just a prescription for medicine, or a prescription for treatment, without a single extra word.
This also means that in the eyes of old Chinese medicine practitioners, as long as this disease and this prescription are taken, the disease will be cured, and they have this confidence.
Jia Dongsheng knew all of this very well, whether from his understanding of medical books and notes, or from his memory of the old Chinese doctor. When the old Chinese doctor was an imperial physician, he was an expert in regulating the body. If he had no confidence in regulating the body, he would not have dared to prescribe medicine to the people in the palace!
He's someone from the palace, is he easy to mess with?
If you use the wrong medicine, it is a capital crime!
But at the same time, Jia Dongsheng also admired the old Chinese doctor even more. Not only did he not make any mistakes, he also received more rewards. He had five courtyards. How many of them were there in the entire city?
Just as Jia Dongsheng continued to read and study medicine, Qin Jingru actually walked in.
"Brother Dongsheng."
Qin Jingru walked to the desk and put down a cup of tea: "I made a cup of tea for you."
"Well, put it here."
Looking at Qin Jingru, Jia Dongsheng smiled and said, "Aren't you going out to play with Sister Xueru and the others today?"
Ever since going out shopping with Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen twice, Qin Jingru has become familiar with them. She would visit them at Qianmen whenever she had time, and she seemed to be developing a tendency to develop into good friends with whom she could talk about anything.
Jia Dongsheng did not try to stop their contact for fear of being exposed. On the contrary, he was very supportive.
In this age with little entertainment, evening games are one of his few entertainment options.
Qin Jingru was a little overwhelmed by the double-row game. If she could find someone to share the burden with, playing in a three-, four-, or five-row team, Jia Dongsheng would be very happy. How could he refuse?
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