196. Chapter 196: The Great Gap
Ye Fan was very self-aware, so at the beginning, he didn't plan to distinguish the herbs according to the smell, so after using the clairing eye to circle the porcelain jar, Ye Fan returned to his seat and sat down, closing his eyes to recuperate, although in the process of turning in a circle just now, Ye Fan only spent less than ten minutes, but Ye Fan looked very carefully, the clairvoyant eye was a little overused, and his head ached faintly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The big butler's face became a little solemn, from his point of view, Ye Fan must not be able to distinguish it, and he was worried, so he came over, poured Ye Fan a cup of tea, and comforted: "Young master, don't be anxious, you haven't been in contact with Chinese herbal medicine much, but according to the smell, it is indeed very difficult to identify six Chinese herbal medicines with similar smells, and it is estimated that there are not a few in the entire Ninghai City." ”
Xu Zhaolin, who had a good impression of Ye Fan, walked over and said to Ye Fan apologetically: "Young Master, it is indeed more difficult, but as members of the jury, we must select according to the requirements, I hope you will forgive me." After speaking, he bowed to this Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "I'm fine, it's just a little headache, just rest a little." ”
"In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the smell of the herbs we selected can be said to be almost identical, even Zhang Fengshuo is difficult to complete, you see, he is stuck now. Xu Zhaolin stretched out his hand and pointed to Zhang Fengshuo, who was standing in front of the jar, frowning.
The sealing of the porcelain jar is not bad, so the smell of Chinese herbal medicine is relatively light, and the distance between the jars is relatively close, which leads to the smell of easy confusion.
frowned, sniffing around like a dog, for about ten minutes, not a word was written, not a word was written, it was not that Zhang Fengshuo didn't want to write, it was that he really couldn't write, the smell was too difficult to identify. But when he saw Ye Fan, who was sitting on a chair resting, he was immediately happy.
"Young Master Ye, I'm halfway through here, why haven't you started yet?" Are you already planning to admit defeat?" Zhang Fengshuo sneered. "I think the winner is already obvious, and now I can announce the results. Zhang Fengshuo said proudly.
Xu Zhaolin said: "Doctor Zhang, unless someone between the two of you completes it first, otherwise, the competition will not stop, please continue." ”
"It's my old job, and it's only a matter of time before it's done. Zhang Fengshuo smiled and continued to begin to identify the herbs, this time, in order to avoid interference, Zhang Fengshuo arranged for his subordinates to carry the jar to the door, and when the identification was completed, he would bring it back and put it back in its original place, the purpose of this was to avoid the smell between the jar and the jar.
This method is very effective, and the jar that made Zhang Fengshuo sad just now was completed in less than ten minutes.
At this time, Ye Fan was still resting on the chair, not that Ye Fan was pretending, but that after the clairvoyant eye used the overdraft, his head was like exploding, and Ye Fan was uncomfortable all over, and it was very difficult to even pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea, otherwise, Ye Fan would have already written the results and ended this long and meaningless competition.
The chief butler looked at winning or losing very indifferently, and said lightly: "Young master, the real purpose of the competition is to learn medical skills, find your own shortcomings, and strive to improve yourself, so don't take it too seriously." If we lose, it doesn't mean that our medical skills are not good. ”
Xu Zhaolin also comforted: "What the old-timers said is that doctors should not care about fame and fortune. ”
Not only the big butler and Xu Zhaolin, but even some old scholars began to comfort Ye Fan, in their opinion, Ye Fan had already lost, even if Ye Fan broke out now, he would not be able to catch up with Zhang Fengshuo.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly twice, when he circled around the jar just now, Ye Fan already knew the result, and it could be guaranteed to be 100% accurate, because identifying Chinese herbs from the appearance characteristics was far more accurate and fast than the smell. It's just that now Ye Fan needs to take a break because of his overdraft.
Zhang Fengshuo's physical strength gradually became exhausted, and his speed decreased significantly, and when there were still three jars left, Zhang Fengshuo stopped, sat directly on the ground to rest, and wiped his nose with a tissue, obviously overused, resulting in a decrease in nose sensitivity. But even so, he, as well as the others present, were 100% convinced that Zhang Fengshuo won this game.
Because Ye Fan hasn't written a word yet, it can be said that he has failed.
Ye Fan drank a cup of tea, and felt that the headache was relieved a lot, so he slowly stood up, found paper and pen, and began to write the name of the Chinese herbal medicine, the big housekeeper and Xu Zhaolin didn't know what Ye Fan was doing, but they were worried about disturbing Ye Fan, so they obediently stepped aside.
In their opinion, maybe Ye Fan wanted to try to write down the name of the herb, but the two didn't want to put too much pressure on Ye Fan, so they had to step aside, at this time, the two had already concluded that this time, Ye Fan had lost, and there was no chance of turning the tables.
Zhang Fengshuo only had one jar left, but this time it was more difficult, Zhang Fengshuo ran to the door with the jar, sniffed hard for more than ten minutes, and still couldn't distinguish it, and finally ran to the yard where the air was relatively fresh in order to improve the sensitivity of his nose, panting heavily.
"Young master, the outcome has been decided, I hope you don't get too entangled, this is just a competition. The chief housekeeper comforted that he knew that Ye Fan was very competitive, and he was worried that Ye Fan would have a psychological shadow because of this setback, which would have a bad impact on his future development.
Xu Zhaolin also comforted: "Young Master, you ......" Suddenly, Xu Zhaolin was stunned when he saw the name of the herb that Ye Fan was writing quickly, and his mouth grew in surprise, and he couldn't say anything in surprise. Because Ye Fan wrote the name of the herb in the jar.
The herbs were personally selected by Xu Zhaolin and others, and the names of the herbs were remembered very clearly, and even how much was put in each jar was remembered clearly, and now the jar number written by Ye Fan and the Chinese herbs in each jar are 100% correct, and even wrote out how many Chinese herbs are in it.
Ye Fan wrote very quickly, although the handwriting was a little sloppy, but Xu Zhaolin and the chief housekeeper and others had already thought about criticizing Ye Fan's font, and all their thoughts were on the name of the herb written by Ye Fan, you know, Ye Fan just circled around the jar, that is, ten minutes.
Could it be that it only took Ye Fan ten minutes to identify all the herbs?
At this time, Zhang Fengshuo finished the last one, and after quickly writing the results, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Fan with disdain.
At this time, Ye Fan also completed the last word.
Xu Zhaolin said fiercely: "The outcome has been decided, let's stop." ”
Zhang Fengshuo laughed and said, "It should have been like this a long time ago, a milky hairy boy dared to compare with me, and he couldn't help himself." ”