Chapter Ninety-Nine: It's a Solution
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"Earth Dragon Pond?"
The ugly orange looked at Yang Chun'er with a puzzled expression, and Yang Chun'er nodded as a matter of course. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"But what is Earth Dragon Pond?"
"What? You—You don't know! ”
"Don't you talk nonsense, if I knew I would still listen to you talk about it here!"
It is estimated that what the ugly orange said makes sense, Yang Chun'er didn't babble anymore, but just told the ugly orange.
This dragon pond is the medicinal root of the elder-bound earth dragon under the mountain spring, or it must be a mountain spring soaked in the medicinal root for many years to be called the earth dragon pool.
The ugly orange is even more puzzled, not to mention how Yang Chun'er found her spring, she just said that this Dragon Pond must be soaked under the mountain spring with medicinal roots to be the Dragon Pond.
Although the mountain spring where she often goes to scoop water is not big, it is also quite deep, and she Yang Chun'er knows the medicinal roots of the head and bone earth dragon here.
When Yang Chun'er heard that the ugly orange asked this, she immediately became disgusted, "You are so stupid, whether there is a medicinal root soaked in this water, I will taste it as soon as I taste it." ”
The ugly orange choked, and he was really speechless.
Yang Chun'er said to herself, the reason why she knew that the mountain spring where the ugly orange scooped water was Dilongtan was because she went to the ugly orange's house a few months ago, and the ugly orange beckoned her to drink it.
To say that the water soaked in the medicinal root is similar to the ordinary spring water, ordinary people can't taste it, unless it is a person who often greets the herbs, can taste where the sweetness and bitterness in the water come from.
Ugly Orange blinked after hearing this, even if she knew that her mountain spring was Dilongtan, what was the use, how could such a spring be a treasure?
Yang Chun'er looked like she hated iron but not steel, "Do you know what the Bone Earth Dragon does?" It is a special treatment for leg injuries, as long as you make good use of this water, no matter how long the leg and foot are disabled, you can also return to normal, it is a rare medicine. ”
After Yang Chun'er finished speaking, the ugly orange was still indifferent, she was afraid that the ugly orange would regret marrying A Niu, so she was busy.
"I said why don't you speak, I'm telling the truth, I went up the mountain with my father at the age of three to fiddle with medicinal herbs, I don't dare to say anything else, but this herb and something like that, I dare to admit death!"
The ugly orange's eyes turned slightly, looked at Yang Chun'er, and smiled, "Yang Chun'er, I also tell you, I went up the mountain to find a job at the age of ten, my eyes are good, my ears are good, and my memory is not bad." ”
Yang Chun'er was puzzled, "What are you talking about?" ”
The ugly orange smiled, "I have good eyes, I have to find the mountains, my ears are good, I have to pay attention to avoid those lynx beasts, my memory is not bad, I have to know the way, so as not to enter the forest and not come back, I am not proud, just this brain is good, no matter what it is, as long as I have seen and heard, I can remember." ”
Yang Chun'er didn't know why she felt a little uneasy, "So, what's that?" ”
The ugly orange looked at her and smiled again, "It's nothing, it's just that you said, 'just make good use of this water', what does this sentence mean?" ”
Yang Chun'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she had missed her mouth, so she bit her lip......
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Wang put the prepared bud rice particles into a basket, looked for a jar, and planned to grind it at the stone mill in the village belly.
She packed up and was about to go out when she saw the ugly orange return.
"Nell, why are you back? Done? ”
The ugly orange mumu responded, thought about it and shook his head, "It's not a mile, I'm coming back halfway, there's something wrong." ”
"Oh, what about your father?"
"My dad? My dad didn't see it. ”
"Didn't you see? Then ignore him, in the past half a month, your father's legs and feet have grown quickly, and it is estimated that they will all go to the village to play chess with Lao Zhao and them at this time. ”
"Mother, what are you doing here?"
"Mother will go to the village to grind bud rice, and we will make corn tortillas to eat at night."
Wang walked out as he spoke, and the ugly orange stepped out of the way and glanced at it, "Mother, why are you going to grind bud rice, why are you carrying eggs?" ”
"Oh, this one, it's for your old Uncle Yang."
Wang Shi stretched out the basket on his left arm, where there were more than twenty eggs, "Your father has been able to get better so quickly in this little half a month, thanks to others." ”
Seeing that the ugly orange was puzzled, Wang picked it up and told her.
This old Yang Tou is a medicine farmer in the village, that is, Yang Chun'er's father. Some time ago, Li Laifu injured his leg and foot and invited Lang Zhong from the next village to come and see it, and gave a prescription, there is a medicine in this medicine that is very expensive, and the pharmacy in the town comes and goes.
If you want to say that this elder-gleuked dragon still knows, she originally heard Yang Chun'er say that this elder-glotted dragon is a medicine for leg injuries, and Jin Gui is not very expensive, but it is not easy to obtain, especially the medicinal root of this elder-grubbing dragon.
Just listen to what Yang Chun'er said, the medicinal roots of this bone dragon seem to be alive, and the herbs grow on the soil, and its rhizomes will be broken and drilled into the soil.
"Your old Uncle Yang is a good person, these days I have been looking for herbs for your father, no, our chickens are laying eggs, I am thinking of bringing some to others."
After speaking, Wang looked up at the sky, muttering that it was not early, she had to hurry up to grind the bud rice, or there would be more people grinding in a while, and she would be making pancakes tonight.
Wang hurriedly left, and there was only one ugly orange left in the courtyard, and she was about to go to the back room when she saw Ouyang Han coming out of the house.
Xu didn't expect to see the ugly orange, after all, she just said that she was going out, Ouyang Han paused slightly, and when he saw that the ugly orange was going inside, he asked.
"You're done?"
"Nope."
Ugly orange said, "I was thinking about it on the road, even if I find someone to drive the town to pass a message to the young master today, but just by touching the mouths of the people in the village, Steward Li may not believe it, if the young master ......"
Without waiting for the ugly orange to finish speaking, Ouyang Han nodded, "Well, this is a method, come with me." ”
Ugly orange pouted, she hadn't finished speaking, and this person knew what she was going to do?
followed Ouyang Han into the back room, and the ugly orange kept staring at him, but when he saw Ouyang Han enter the back room, he took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from a delicate small box on the side.
The ugly orange looked over and helped take it and put it on the table, Ouyang Han looked at her, and let her fiddle with it.
Originally, in the house, the ugly orange had also served Ouyang Han to write and paint, she laid out the rice paper and set up the brush, and the next thing was to grind.
But now there was no water in the room, and the ugly orange looked at the table, and saw that the plate of washed fruit that had been brought in earlier, and there was still some water in the plate, and she used the water to grind.
Grabbing the ink ingots and grinding the ink on the grinding plate, the ugly orange saw that it was enough to write, so he put the ink ingot aside, "Come on, young master, you can write." ”
Ouyang Han just glanced at her, but didn't say anything, and sat down at the table.
The ugly orange stood aside, if she was not mistaken, this man just disliked her.
But there is no water in this house, she wants to grind and have to go outside to scoop water, he dislikes it, she still dislikes it!
Ouyang Han picked up the pen, the tip of the pen was dipped in ink, and he made a gesture on the paper.
The ugly orange looked straight at it, and suddenly heard Ouyang Han ask, "What?" Want to learn how to write? ”
"Huh?" The ugly orange came back to his senses and found that he was looking too seriously, and his body was almost lying on the table.
She straightened up, seeing that Ouyang Han was still writing without raising his head, and said to herself, "I can't learn this, I can't get used to this thing, and I can't make it, I just don't understand, just such a thin pen, only pinching between the rods, how can you write these small words on the paper so slippery?" ”
Ouyang Han couldn't help but laugh at her curiosity, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, dropped the last word, and picked up the paper.
"This, you let people take it, Li Cheng will know it at a glance."
The ugly orange took the rice paper with a few lines written on it, tilted his head and looked at it.
Seeing this, Ouyang Han looked at her with one hand, "Do you recognize words?" ”
Ugly orange pursed his mouth, "The words on this paper can enter my eyes, one slap is enough, usually they recognize me, but I don't recognize them." ”
Ouyang Han chuckled lowly, and asked the ugly orange to wait and put the letter away, the ink on the paper had not yet dried.
The ugly orange answered, holding the paper and throwing it around, Ouyang Han picked up the pen and ink on the table alone.
Seeing him stand up, the ugly orange said thoughtlessly, "Young master, the injury on your leg has actually been healed a long time ago, right?" (To be continued.) )