Listening to Wen Baihe's words, Yang Chengzhi felt that his head was dark, and he said in his heart: If you really learn these things and become a qualified Chinese medicine practitioner, then Chinese medicine in China will not be in decline like it is now.

However, he didn't dare to talk to this little girl about these thoughts, and he also saw that this little girl really liked Chinese medicine, otherwise he would not have memorized all these books on the introduction of Chinese medicine.

Now the little girl in the society is not addicted to Korean dramas, chasing stars all day long, and there is that little girl who is willing to memorize such boring and tongue-twisting TCM books.

"Sister Lily, these books you said are all introductory books for learning Chinese medicine, you have learned all the ancient books of Chinese medicine collected by the Wen family in the past two years, and you can apply them proficiently, if you still want to learn Chinese medicine with me, go to Yangjiagou to find me, do you think this will work."

"What, Brother Chengzhi, do you mean that I have only just started Chinese medicine, but I asked my father, and my father said that I had read all the Chinese medicine books at home, so I asked my father for clarification." Wen Lily said angrily.

Yang Chengzhi smiled, this little girl is so interesting, without a trace of scheming, such a person is suitable for studying Chinese medicine.

"Sister Lily, you have forgotten that the Wen family did not allow girls to study Chinese medicine before, and your father must be afraid of being scolded by the ancestors, so he said this, and when you go back, your uncle will definitely give you his collection of Wen family Chinese medicine books."

When Yang Chengzhi said this, Wen Baihe suddenly understood, and the annoyance on Qiao's face disappeared without a trace, and said with a smile: "Brother Chengzhi, I'll go home first, and after I learn the Wen family's traditional Chinese medicine, I'll go to Yangjiagou to find you."

Yang Chengzhi looked at the back of Wen Lily who was far away, and thought in his heart that in less than ten years, the Wen family would have another genius of traditional Chinese medicine, and he saw that Wen Lily was very talented in medicine.

Yang Chengzhi shook his head and walked towards Old Man Wen Bajiao's room, and when he entered, he saw Old Man Wen Bajiao sitting there drinking tea with Wen Kunbu.

When the two saw Yang Chengzhi coming in, Wen Bajiao smiled and said, "Chengzhi, come over and drink some tea first, and we'll go to the secret room later."

Yang Chengzhi nodded, and when he walked over, he took out a bucket of one-pound-sized blood jade tea from his backpack, put it on the table of the Eight Immortals, and said with a smile: "Ancestor, Grandpa Kunbu, taste the tea I fried myself."

The two glanced at the Tong tea leaves that Yang Chengzhi put on the table of the Eight Immortals, Wen Kunbu said with a smile: "Chengzhi, maybe you have to miscalculate, Uncle Octagonal's tea is a good tea, this is the best red robe sent by an old friend from the central government, and it is not sold in the market at all."

The meaning of Wen Kunbu's words was obvious, the taste of this tea fried by Yang Chengzhi was definitely not as good as the best Da Hong Pao they tasted.

Yang Chengzhi smiled and didn't speak, but picked up the blood jade tea on the table, poured out the tea in the teapot that held the best big red robe, and went to brew the blood jade tea he brought.

The two old men watched Yang Chengzhi pour out the best red robe that had just been brewed, and they couldn't help but feel a pain in their flesh, which of their old friends only sent two taels in total, and they were not willing to drink, knowing that Yang Chengzhi was coming, the old man Wen Bajiao took it out to entertain this young and promising child, but he didn't want to pour it like this.

However, the two of them were in pain, and they didn't speak, if the other Wen family members did this, the two old leaves would have been mad a long time ago, Yang Chengzhi was the junior they valued, and the two old men could only endure the pain in their hearts.

The two glanced at each other, smiled bitterly, and said in their hearts: "This bastard boy, such a good tea is poured like this, and he is violent."

Just when the two of them felt sorry for this pot of the best Da Hong Pao, a strong fragrance of tea wafted over, and the two couldn't help but take a deep breath, and said in their hearts: This tea is too fragrant, is this guy's own fried tea really better than the best Da Hong Pao.

Yang Chengzhi smiled and held a pot of tea, and said with a smile: "Come to the ancestor, Grandpa Kunbu tasted his own tea, it tastes good."

When these two old men smelled the fragrance of tea, they didn't feel sorry for the best Da Hong Pao, so they brushed the tea in the teacup and poured it out, and put the teacup on the table of the Eight Immortals.

After Yang Chengzhi poured tea into the teacups of the two, the two were stunned when they saw the color of the tea, they had drunk countless teas for more than a hundred years, but they had never seen tea of this color.

The color of the tea in the teacup was blood red, and the aroma of tea emitted made them feel comfortable for a while, making the two of them want to taste it immediately.

Yang Chengzhi put down the teapot and said with a smile: "Ancestor, Grandpa Kunbu taste it and see how it tastes."

The two of them smiled, picked up the blood jade tea poured by Yang Chengzhi, tasted it lightly, as soon as the tea was in their mouths, they felt that their tongues were fragrant, and when the tea was in their stomachs, they couldn't say how comfortable they were in their bodies for a moment, and the feeling of dizziness after drinking the wine just now disappeared without a trace.

The eyes of the two lit up, put down the teacup, and Wen Bajiao asked, "Chengzhi, what kind of tea is this, how is it better than Da Hong Pao."

Yang Chengzhi smiled mysteriously, "Ancestor, Grandpa Kunbu, this is my own fried tea, I call him Blood Jade Tea, drink more if it's delicious," he said and took out another bucket of Blood Jade Tea from his backpack, "Grandpa Kunbu, this is to honor your old age, when is it gone, notify me, I'll bring you two more barrels."

The three of them tasted a cup of blood jade tea brought by Yang Chengzhi, talked for a while, looked at the time, Wen Bajiao glanced at Yang Chengzhi, "Chengzhi, let's take a look at those ancient books and medicinal materials."

When Wen Bajiao and Wen Kunbu left, they put away all the blood jade tea sent by Yang Chengzhi, and when they were afraid that when they came out, two barrels of tea that were better than the best Da Hong Pao would disappear.

Wen Bajiao and Wen Kunbu took Yang Chengzhi and walked towards the inner room where the old man was resting, Yang Chengzhi was puzzled: "Ancestor, didn't you say take me to the Wen family's secret room, how can this ......?"

Wen Kunbu looked back at Yang Chengzhi and smiled, "Chengzhi, the secret room is in the room where Uncle Octagon was resting."

After listening to Wen Kunbu's explanation, Yang Chengzhi scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, he also knew that the Wen family's secret room must be in the mountain wall behind this row of houses, but he didn't expect it to be in the bedroom of the old man Wen Bajiao.

But thinking about it on the other hand, there must be a lot of ancient books or medicinal materials of the Wen family that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, and if they are placed elsewhere, they must not be defeated by the scum of the Wen family like Wen Fuling in a few days.

Entering the bedroom of the old man Wen Octagon, Yang Chengzhi saw that this room had no decoration like the outside, a bed and a cabinet.

He looked around, but didn't find any small doors or other mechanisms that could get into the cave behind.

Wen Bajiao didn't speak, walked directly to the cabinet, stretched out his hand and twisted it in the corner of the cabinet, and heard the squeaky sound, the cabinet wanted to be moved, and after a while, a passage was revealed behind that could only be passed by one person.

Wen Bajiao was the first to enter this passage, Wen Kunbu glanced at Yang Chengzhi, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go in and have a look, I haven't been in for decades."

When Yang Chengzhi entered the passage, with the help of the light on the wall of the passage, he saw that the passage was about more than 30 meters deep, more than one meter wide and more than two meters high.

Looking at the two walls of the passage, it is obvious that it does not look like it is artificially excavated, but it is naturally generated, Yang Chengzhi sighed secretly, nature is magical, and it can create such a passage that can only be used by one person.

At a distance of thirty meters, it was clear in a moment, and when he reached the end of the passage, Yang Chengzhi did not see any ancient books or herbs, but saw a rock wall.

This rock wall is obviously not naturally formed, but is thought to have been carved out of the Chinese totem, the five-clawed golden dragon.

Old Man Wen twisted one of the dragon claws carved into the stone wall, and the stone wall suddenly slid to the side, revealing a cave that emitted a soft light.

When he entered this cave, Yang Chengzhi raised his eyes to look at the cave where the Wen family hid treasures, the cave was about more than 200 square meters, surrounded by wooden shelves more than two meters high, on which stacks of ancient books and handfuls of medicinal herbs were neatly placed.

In the open space in the middle are large tables, on which are also stacked with long-dried herbs, and in one corner of the cave, there is a dark red alchemy furnace half a meter high and roughly more than thirty centimeters in diameter.

Looking at the rows of tall wooden shelves and tables, Yang Chengzhi couldn't help but wonder, this passage is only more than a meter wide, how did these shelves and tables get visited.

Wen Kunbu saw his doubts and said with a smile: "Chengzhi, are you wondering how these shelves and tables were brought in?"

Yang Chengzhi nodded, looked back at the passage behind him that was more than one meter wide and more than two meters high, the meaning was obvious, it was impossible for those tall wooden frames and large tables with an area of four or five square meters to move in such a narrow passage.

Old Man Wen Kunbu smiled: "Chengzhi, you forgot, these shelves and tables are made of wood."

Listening to Wen Kunbu's words, Yang Chengzhi suddenly became enlightened, yes, first make these shelves and tables outside, take them into the cave and assemble them, so that it can be explained.

The old man Wen Bajiao, who was walking in the front, didn't know what the two of them said, the old man turned around in the cave, turned back to Yang Chengzhi and said: "Chengzhi, you come and take a look at these medicinal materials and books, you think those are useful to you, just put them together, and take them away when you leave, anyway, it will take up space here."

Yang Chengzhi nodded, and walked to one of the stone walls where the ancient books were placed, he wanted to see if the ancient books treasured by the Wen family had any records of the two kinds of plants obtained in the forbidden land.

When Yang Chengzhi approached, he saw the ancient books on the shelves, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and there were at least hundreds of yellowed ancient books on the two shelves more than four meters wide and more than two meters high.

He hadn't seen so many ancient books at once, even in the hidden stone chamber of Ge Dao Ancestor, he had only seen dozens of ancient books, and the collection here was dozens of times that of Ge Dao, worthy of being an ancient family that had been inherited for hundreds of years.

Yang Chengzhi smiled bitterly and looked back at Old Man Wen Bajiao, "Ancestor, when did I see so many ancient books, and are there any classifications for these ancient books."

Wen Bajiao patted his forehead and said with a smile: "How can you forget this stubble when you are old, how can you forget this stubble," the old man walked to Yang Chengzhi's side and pointed to one of the shelves and said.

"Chengzhi, the two floors above this bookshelf are all records of some strange things, as well as some alchemy books, and the rest are medical classics collected by the Wen family."

Yang Chengzhi nodded, "Ancestor, I'll just see it myself, you and Grandpa Kunbu will go out for a cup of tea first, and I'll go out later."

Wen Bajiao waved his hand, "Chengzhi, you don't need to look at these, take them back and read them slowly later, you can take a look at these Chinese medicine classics and see if you need to take them together."

Yang Chengzhi glanced at the two shelves more than two meters high, and shook his head, "Ancestor, grandpa said that you can't chew too much if you are greedy, I am now learning the Yang family's medical skills first, and after learning the Yang family's medical skills, I will come over to borrow these classics from your old collection."

Wen Bajiao and Wen Kunbu heard Yang Chengzhi say this, nodded with satisfaction, and Wen Bajiao said: "Cheng, see for yourself, this secret room is open to you at any time."

Then he glanced at Wen Kunbu and sighed, "Why hasn't there been a child like Chengzhi in the Wen family all these years."

Yang Chengzhi smiled, "Ancestor, Sister Lily has a great talent for studying medicine, you can teach it well, and it won't take a few years for the Wen family's medical skills to regain their vitality."

Old Man Wen Bajiao listened to Yang Chengzhi's words, his face was happy, but then he dimmed, shook his head and said: "What's the use of good talent, Lily is a girl after all."

In the evening, although the old man agreed with the Wen family's girls to learn the Wen family's medical skills, he still hoped that there would be Wen family's boys to inherit the Wen family's medical skills.

Yang Chengzhi looked at the two old men and said, "Ancestor, Grandpa Kunbu, haven't you ever thought about letting the lily girl drive those young people in the family."

When the two of them heard this, they suddenly realized, how could they not think of this method, let Wen Lihe learn Chinese medicine, if Wen Lihe learned well, firstly, it could make the Wen family's medical skills flourish, and secondly, it could also stimulate those young Wen family members and stimulate their passion for learning Wen's medical skills.

While the two old men were thinking about something, Yang Chengzhi began to check the dried medicinal herbs on the shelves, and he wanted to know how many precious medicinal herbs the Wen family had collected over the years.

With the movement of his footsteps, Yang Chengzhi was more and more frightened the more he looked at it, most of the herbs placed on these shelves were above the Chen level, and there were many month-level herbs.

Looking at these medicinal herbs, Yang Chengzhi thought that even in the famous sects in the past, it was not necessarily possible to collect so many medicinal herbs, and there were tens of thousands of rare medicinal herbs in this small stone cave.

Seeing Yang Chengzhi looking at the herbs, Wen Bajiao said with a complicated face: "Chengzhi, these herbs are the Wen family's collection for hundreds of years, when you leave, take them all away, these herbs are only useful in your hands, and if you put them here, you can only let their medicinal properties pass slowly."