An oil lamp was moved, and the dim light reflected the room very warmly. Although the current days are still not rich, Xu Silk Zhen is not willing to treat her daughter badly, the black lacquer carved bed is set up with delicate mats and kudzu cloth thin quilts, the honey-colored gauze tent is tied on the silver hook, the apricot tassels at the bottom of the tent hang low, and there are also mosquito repellent triangle sachets hanging at the four corners, and a pink and white double-petaled peach blossom on it is the work that Zhu Yan practiced a few days ago.

Zhu Yan leaned on the dressing table, and picked up a piece of goose-yellow brocade scrap placed on the dressing table, and the silver needles were loosely pierced on it, and one end was decorated with emerald green silk thread. Maybe it's because she and the original owner just changed their souls, and this body can learn a qiē, and she can reach the original level with a little practice.

And the original Zhu Yan's three best things - calligraphy and painting, embroidery and poetry, are cheaper than her.

However, after half a burnt incense, the thin silk threads formed a cluster of green bamboos, as if the wind could move when it blew. With a stretch of her hand, she changed a very thin white silk thread, and skillfully sewed up two pieces of brocade to make it look like a purse, which was a gadget she planned to give to Dou An, and hoped that he could become a gentleman like Xiuzhu.

The summer night heat had not subsided, and Zhu Yan was not sleepy for the time being, so he turned the screen and went to the window. This screen was found by Xu Silk Zhen from the rotten wood pile under the stairs a few days ago, the original screen on it has been peeled off, only the skeleton of the mahogany is still good, Xu Silk Zhen originally planned to dismantle the skeleton, maybe these mahogany can be sold for a few dollars, but Zhu Yan kept it.

After washing it three times with hibiscus powder, Zhu Yan applied a thin layer of oil to the skeleton, and the luster of the mahogany that had been blinded by dust finally reappeared. The screen under the light glows with a faint brilliance of the rhinoceros character, and the crab claw pattern that spreads and intersects is very simple, and if you distinguish it carefully, you can smell a wisp of woody fragrance, if you guess correctly, this should be made of red sandalwood, which is not ancient, but for some reason it has been dilapidated.

Zhu Yan has already thought of a way to make it reborn, under the window, four white silk from the table to the ground, respectively painted Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, is Zhu Yan's handwriting last night, now as long as these paintings are glued to the skeleton, this dilapidated screen can be revitalized, or left for personal use or pawn for sale, it is much better than the original pile of broken wood.

I was planning to make the paste, and my eyes fell on the two exquisite brocade boxes on the table, and then I remembered that it was the Zhou family in order to thank him for saving the old lady, and the silver inside had been taken out, and in the other brocade box, there were two volumes of notes, the first volume was nominated as "Wang's Acupuncture", and the next volume was nominated as "Qi Fanghui", which must be the painstaking work of the old doctor who was respected as the "divine doctor" on the ancestor of the Wang family, but for some reason it came into the hands of the Zhou family.

Zhu Yan used to study Chinese and Western medicine, one year after enrollment, in addition to biochemical knowledge, other courses are the basic knowledge of Chinese medicine, acupuncture, naturally a superficial taste, just cope with the exam, therefore, her understanding is limited to the twelve meridians of the flow of the order, can remember only a few acupuncture points, if you want to accurately point out on the body, I am afraid that one hand can be counted.

In the past, Chinese medicine was divided into internal medicine, surgery and acupuncture, and she could naturally turn a blind eye, but now that she is here, she has been "upgraded" to a general practitioner, and the knowledge of acupuncture and moxibustion is always better to learn.

As for this "Strange Recipe", it is even more timely, the so-called "Strange Recipe", to explain that they are all folk remedies, and sometimes there are some secret recipes in the court, but after all, they are a minority, Zhu Yan is planning to open a pharmacy, and there will be a lot of things available in this strange prescription.

The lights in the room dimmed slightly, Zhu Yan subconsciously glanced at the door, the room she cleaned up for Dou An was originally the reception room of her house, and it was only separated by a Hunan bamboo curtain, so the lights were turned off outside, and the light inside was naturally a little dim.

Seeing that he had rested, Zhu Yan hurriedly pasted four pieces of white silk on the rosewood shelf, and his graceful body was half leaning in front of the desk, looking at his works with satisfaction.

The sound outside the window is already very low, only the singing of summer insects in the distance and from time to time cut a hole in the silent night sky, Zhu Yan gently blew out the oil lamp, and changed into a nightgown made by Xu Silk Zhen with very thin white silk for herself by the moonlight, put down the gauze tent with her bare hands, smelled the fresh hibiscus breath on the kudzu cloth, and fell asleep with the distant sound of insects and frogs.

Early in the morning of the second day, Xu Silk Zhen went out to do farm work, Wang Yong went out to hang out, Liu Zixin went to talk about business for Zhu Yan and sell camphor trees, the originally lively yard was deserted again, Dou An took a square book, sat under the porch and memorized it, Bai Apple and Zhu Yan were side by side under the grape trellis next to the well and washed yesterday's clothes.

Bai Apple wears a stone blue brocade trimmed half arm, revealing two sturdy little arms like snow lotus, and a silver bracelet with twisted silk on her right hand, and a dark blue linen pleated skirt below, and her black hair is neatly tied in two buns on her head, which is not only shrewd and capable, but also cute and lively.

She regarded Zhu Yan as a young lady in her heart, where could she wash the laundry with her, and her beautiful eyebrows were twisted, "Girl, don't wash it, Bai Apple can come alone." ”

"It's okay, there are a lot of people in the family, and there are a lot of clothes, so I will leave you alone, but I don't know when it will be good, there is a lot of strength in the number of people." Zhu Yan smiled and gently blocked back a lock of hair that had fallen to her forehead, and the sun sprinkled down through the green grape leaves, reflecting her eyes in starry light.

"But......" Bai Ping put down the clothes in his hand, and was about to persuade Zhu Yan not to be so cheap, but a child rushed into the yard.

But in the blink of an eye, the child rushed into the shade of the grape trellis, and it was the child Wang Mingzi.

"Sister Yanzi, my mother said that from now on I will learn to read and write from my sister, but isn't it?" Mingzi is also the first day of school today, Xiao Niang specially changed into a washed blue cloth shirt for him, with a straight neckline and a tough edge, which made this naughty child a little calm and sensible.

"Yes, Akiko is willing?" Zhu Yan couldn't leave him behind, so he had to hand over the clothes in his hand to Bai Apple, and was about to beckon him in, when an old man came in outside the door. ”

"Sister Yanzi, this is my father-in-law." Mingzi saw that the old man's steps were unsteady, so he rushed back and took the old man's hand, and slowly walked to Zhu Yan with him, "Taigong has been in poor health recently, can Sister Yanzi help him take a look?" ”