Chapter 20 Goodbye Old Beggar
After watching Lin Changshen drink the medicine, Lin Qian went to the mountain again with Lin Shuo and Wei Jing.
Wei Jing led them for a long distance and they came to a place full of red flowers.
Sure enough, Wei Jing’s memory is amazing, he’s a genius!
Without any nonsense, the three of them immediately raised their lotus fingers and started picking.
Finally, all the red flowers were picked before noon.
I picked a full basket and a half.
The three of them immediately went home and started using the stove to dry out the moisture.
By mid-afternoon, around two o'clock, the three of them had finally dried all the safflowers.
Adding the safflower I weighed earlier, the total was four and a half pounds.
The three of them took four and a half pounds of safflower and six pieces of Poria cocos and went to the town.
When passing by the bun shop, Lin Qian hesitated for a moment, but still bought ten big meat buns.
"Qianqian, why did you buy so many meat buns?" Wei Jing asked.
"This is your medical expenses." Lin Qian said.
Wei Jing looked puzzled and didn't understand what Lin Qian meant.
The old beggar was still lying in the same place. Lin Qian walked over and said loudly: "Hey, I'm here again, hurry up and get up."
"Hmph, it's here!" The old beggar lay on the ground humming, without even opening his eyes.
Lin Qian squatted on the ground and pushed him twice, saying, "Hurry up and get up. I brought you some meat buns and some leftovers today."
The old beggar was now in high spirits. He quickly got up and finished the work: "Did you really bring it? Show it to me quickly."
Yesterday he read the summary carefully over and over again. He was already curious about the content below and was itching to read it.
Lin Shuo secretly looked the old beggar up and down. He still had some doubts about what he said to Lin Qian that the old beggar was a hermit master.
Lin Qian said: "It's easy to give it to you. Look, this is my friend. Show him first."
The old beggar tilted his head, glanced at Wei Jing, and then waved: "Come here."
Wei Jing first glanced at Lin Qian, and when he saw her nod, he walked over and extended his hand to the old beggar.
After pressing Wei Jing's wrist for only three seconds, the old beggar withdrew his hand.
"Is that all?" Lin Qian asked.
"Well, what else?" the old beggar asked.
Expert, this is definitely an expert, Lin Qian thought to herself.
"What's the result?"
The old beggar stroked his tangled beard and asked Wei Jing, "Before you became ill, did you ever come across a tree about a meter tall with long, egg-sized fruits on its stem, covered in barbs?"
Wei Jing lowered his head and thought for a moment before nodding, "Yes, I went up the mountain to chop wood and accidentally fell down. I fell on top of that thing and got scratched on my neck and cheek by the barbs."
The old beggar smiled and said to Lin Qian, "This is the crux of the matter. He's not suffering from whooping sores; he's been poisoned."
"So that's how it is. What kind of poison is that?" Lin Qian asked.
"The intoxicating flower, scientifically known as Datura." The old beggar explained.
Lin Qian had heard of this name before. It seemed to be the main ingredient for making knockout drugs.
Wei Jing touched his face, then asked excitedly, "Senior, can my face be healed?"
Although he doesn't seem to care about what he looks like on the surface, after all, his face is covered with scars since he was a child, and others look at him with horror.
But if he could return to his original appearance, would he no longer have to endure strange looks from others?
He also wants to be a normal person.
The old beggar stroked his beard and said, "Your poison has been almost cured, but you probably can't touch the Drunken Heart Flower, so your face looks like this.
First, apply the rhubarb and honeysuckle powder that the girl prepared for you to your face. Once your scars have completely healed, I'll give you a scar removal recipe that will guarantee you'll be back to normal."
Lin Qian and the other two were delighted and immediately stood up to thank the old beggar.
The old beggar's expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand to Lin Qian and said, "Whoever wants your thanks, give me the rest quickly, otherwise I won't give you the recipe."
"Here, I brought it for you. I don't want to default on it." Lin Qian rolled her eyes and handed the first three copied chapters to the old beggar.
"There are only the first three chapters here. I didn't have enough time, so I only copied this much. You can read this much first. We'll be leaving now.
I'll give you the rest next time I have the chance, and don't forget the scar removal recipe."
The old beggar held the paper and began to read it. He took the time to wave at the three people, signaling them to leave.
"Sister, now I believe that this beggar is the Sweeping Monk. As expected, masters all have weird tempers." Lin Shuo said to Lin Qian.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, he took two quick steps and came in front of Lin Qian and Wei Jing, walking backwards while saying, "Sister, Brother Wei Jing, do you think I have a weird temper?
After all, I am also a martial arts prodigy."
Although Lin Qian agreed with what Lin Shuo said, and he was indeed a martial arts genius, but he looked so arrogant that she still wanted to slap him.
"Yes, yes, yes! You are the most talented. Okay, genius, can we hurry up? It's going to be dark soon." Lin Qian said perfunctorily.
"Sister, you are jealous of me, aren't you?" Lin Shuo glanced at Lin Qian and said even more proudly.
"Yes, all right, come on."
Lin Shuo was still not giving up: "Sister, you are just jealous of me! But what can I do? After all, I am a genius, you can't compare to me."
A bold black well symbol appeared above Lin Qian's head. She raised her fist and snapped two fingers.
Due to the blood suppression, Lin Shuo finally shut up and followed Lin Qian quietly and obediently.
Wei Jing watched the two bickering and smiled slightly.
After entering Renhetang, Lin Qian shouted loudly: "Boss, I'm here again."
The shopkeeper was preparing medicine. He glanced over here when he heard this and was also stunned when he saw Wei Jing.
Wei Jing bowed to him and said, "Thank you very much for taking me and my son in. I would like to express my gratitude to you, the shopkeeper."
"I didn't help much, how can I accept your thanks, little brother, get up quickly." The shopkeeper said quickly.
Wei Jing then straightened up.
At this time, Lin Qian took down the basket of safflowers and put it on the ground.
"Uncle Shopkeeper, we picked some red flowers and I've already processed them. What do you think? Do you want to take them?"
Now the shopkeeper became interested. He didn't even get the medicine. He just walked out and squatted on the ground to look at the red flowers brought by Lin Qian and the others.
"You picked them the right way, without damaging them, and dried them just right. Little girl, you're incredible! Tell me who taught you that."
After looking at it, the shopkeeper asked Lin Qian.
The old beggar's face flashed through Lin Qian's mind, and she said, "He's half my master, I guess."
The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Master is Master, why is it half?"
"Because I wanted him to be my master, but he was unwilling to accept me."
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