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Yan Xue picked up the pen and prescribed a prescription: "Shaozhi, use a large dose of raw land, angelica, hyssop, Zelan, Fushen, Yuanzhi, jujube kernel, dragon tooth," Yan Xue suddenly stopped after writing these, she only knew what medicine to use, but she didn't know what the dosage was? Scratching his head irritably, he tore up the written prescription, the prescription is not sloppy, and the dosage is not good for more than one dollar or one dollar for less.

So I was very embarrassed to ask Wang Dachun to go to the pharmacy and ask other doctors to prescribe by-birth medicine.

Wang Dachun heard that it was okay, and he would go to the city to grab medicine in a while.

Yan Xue planned to leave after telling this, and said that she would come over every day to check on the situation, and come to her at any time if she had any questions.

Wang Dachun blocked Yan Xue at the door, and forced 300 copper coins to Yan Xue, Yan Xue refused, so she accepted it, just enough to use the money to buy a few medical books to see, she must now learn the dosage of medicine, so as to ensure her future medical practice.

Yan Xue would go to Wang Dachun's house once a day and carefully examine Han until Han's abdominal incision was almost ready.

Yan Xue and Xia went to the city again, bought a few medical books, and brought some needlework to Mama Su by the way, which cost more than 600 yuan.

It was another sunny and good day, and the sun was shining through the paper window on the earthen kang, but it still couldn't withstand much cold.

Yan Xue sat in the room and looked at the medical book, the more she read it, the more annoyed she became, and she couldn't read a word! In fact, she has already read almost all the medical books she bought! I've watched them almost three times.

Yan Xue closed the medical book and touched the writing very preciously, but she spent more than 500 yuan to buy these three medical books! The medical expenses given by Wang Dachun are not enough for her to buy two books of medicine! God knows how painful it was when she was paying for the copper wire.

Yan Xue sighed and looked up at the outside of the house, there was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and it has not melted yet, cold people sometimes shiver in the house, the ancient winter is really freezing! She remembered that modern winters didn't freeze people at all.

She was really afraid that they would not survive and be frozen to death in those days, but fortunately, the heavy snow stopped after two days, and finally saw the sun, although Uncle Wang cut a lot of firewood on the mountain, which could be burned, but it was not used, and it became cold again in the house after burning, not to mention that the firewood also burned out.

Xi'er also suffered from a cold because it was too cold in those days, and her medicine box only had a few diarrheal medicines for children, and when she was still helping in her obstetrics and gynecology department, I don't know who left it, she picked it up, and there was no pediatric cold medicine.

In those days, the heavy snow closed the road, and she couldn't go to the city, and she didn't have any medicine in her hand, seeing that Xi'er had signs of fever, she frightened Mama Su and Wang Boyan Xue, you must know that children are afraid of fever, afraid of burning their brains, and in the end there is really no way, she took out the adult cold medicine in the medicine box and divided it into several meals for Xi'er to eat, fortunately, it actually worked, Xi'er slowly recovered, and the big stone in Yan Xue's heart fell to the ground.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming in less than a month, they have no silver and carbon to burn, no more food, and not much silver, so the money is left with one or two silver in Mama Su's hand, and what is left after she has bought a medical book in her hand is only a few hundred Wen.

Although she has medical skills in hand, but the people who came to her to see a doctor are just a few people from the village, who are nothing more than infected with wind and cold, headache and brain fever, and the peasant family has little money to spare, Yan Xue confiscated a few money, but the medicine is a lot more, when she meets a poor family, Yan Xue directly does not charge a penny, and there are not many cold medicines in her medicine box, and there are not many other kinds of medicines, but she has earned the name of "Yan Shen Doctor".

"Whew......" Yan Xue exhaled a long breath, looking at the white mist in the air, the cold air in this house can be seen, it just snowed, they couldn't stand it, this is approaching the end of the year, and I don't know how many snows will fall later!

Where will their food, their lowliest charcoals, and their new warm cotton clothes come from? It means that the few pennies she gets from treating people are not enough to buy medicine! Speaking of buying medicine, Yan Xue went to the mountains to take a look, there were some herbs, she also picked some and sold them, but there were few pharmacies to buy them, they generally had to concoct good medicinal materials, to her like this, cheap and cheap, no one wanted it, but she was not very proficient in concocting herbs, and she couldn't concoct any good herbs for a while, Yan Xue felt that this silver was really hard to earn.

Is there any way to make a few dozen taels of silver at once? In this way, they can have a good New Year, Yan Xue thought in her heart......

It's the New Year, so get something! What did the ancients need, but the ancients didn't have it?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Xue's mind, so fast that she almost ignored it, the calendar book? Calendar book? By the way, when she was in modern times, every year when it came to the days when the New Year was approaching, she would buy a new calendar and put it on her desk.

Yan Xue carefully recalled in her heart that the real calendar was produced, and about 1,100 years ago, in the first year of Tang Shunzong's Yongzhen, the imperial calendar was already used in the palace. At first, one page a day, recording the state, court events, and the emperor's words and deeds. The imperial calendar is divided into twelve volumes, each with the same number of pages as the number of days in a month, and each page indicates the number of days and dates. Later, the contents of the month, day, and festival were written on it in advance, and the lower blank space was left for memorization, which was similar to the current "desk calendar". At that time, the eunuchs who served the emperor recorded the emperor's words and deeds in the blank space of the calendar, and at the end of the month, after the emperor examined and proved that it was correct, he sent it to the historian for archiving, which was called the calendar at that time, and these calendars were later used as the basis for the historian to compile the "National History".

Later, the ministers of the imperial court followed suit and compiled their own calendars, Yan Xue thought that the Nanyang Kingdom of the alternate history she crossed must not have it! Even if there is, it is certainly not comprehensive, and she can use the calendar of the 21st century, and it must be good.

Yan Xue happily rolled around on the kang of the soil, and Mama Su, who was harmed, almost pierced her hand when she was doing needlework: "Xue'er, what's wrong with you, you don't read good books, and suddenly roll on the kang, they are all mothers, why are you still so naughty?" Mama Su looked at Yan Xue and scolded with a smile.

"Mother, didn't I just come up with a good idea, happy?" Yan Xue crawled to Mama Su's side, snatched the needlework in her hand without a trace, and said while massaging Mama Su's eyes.

It's so cold in the house, Mama Su always embroiders handkerchiefs day and night, in order to embroider a few more and sell a few more money, Yan Xue is very distressed to see it, and she has persuaded her several times, but Mama Su just didn't listen, Yan Xue said it was amazing, so she went to Uncle Wang and Summer's house to embroider, and Yan Xue had no way to do it.

"Oh, what's in mind? So happy? Mama Su asked comfortably with her eyes closed.

"Mother, do you know the calendar? Is it used to calculate the time and date? Yan Xue asked tentatively.

"Calendar? Oh...... Cher is talking about the yellow calendar! It's a book, right? Mama Su said with her eyes still closed.

"Yellow calendar? A book, it seems that there is here, but as she thought, it is not comprehensive, and there are books, it must be inconvenient to use, so if she uses twelve sheets of paper to make it, it will be convenient and concise than the yellow almanac! Yan Xue quickly analyzed in her heart.

"Mother, do you know what the hardest paper we have here is?" Yan Xue asked again.

"Well, it seems to be rice paper! This mother doesn't know very well, Xue'er asked what is this for? Mama Su opened her eyes and asked Yan Xue.

"Nothing? Mother, I just want to make something, but it's not necessarily whether it will work out or not! Yan Xue took Mama Su's hand and massaged her again.

"Oh......" Mama Su let Yan Xue massage her, she felt very comfortable.

Yan Xue thought in her heart, rushing Ming'er to take advantage of the good weather, she would go to the city again, buy some pen, ink, paper and inkstone back, and imitate the modern calendar.

Yan Xue couldn't sleep coldly at night, so she recorded the modern calendar in her heart, filtered it in her mind over and over again, and decided to divide it into two kinds, one is one page with twelve months, and the other is divided into one page for one month, a total of twelve pages.