After a while, Ah Chou withdrew his hand and retreated: "The pulse is floating and the strings are slippery, the qi is stagnant, the stroke is hot, bring a pen and paper." "In fact, this disease is called stroke in modern times.

After a short time, the pen and paper were presented, and Ah Chou wrote the prescription with a pen:

Antelope horn grinding punch two money. Chen Danxing stewed kimono for one dollar and five cents. Stone iris times into a penny. Purple salvia four money. White Poria three money. Hook rattan hook times into five coins. Winter mulberry leaves four money. One or two of Sichuan fritillary pestles. Lai Tanghong made a penny and five cents. Tribulus terrestris three money. Oysters eight taels of pestles. The charcoal is simmered for six minutes, and the decoction is replaced by water. [1]

"This prescription is mainly to breathe wind and reduce fire, supplemented by smooth qi and phlegm, hurry up and give him a decoction!" Ugly handed the recipe to the little guy.

It's no wonder that Peng Langzhong is helpless, this recipe only appeared in the late Qing Dynasty, she is just picking up people's teeth.

Half an hour later, the decoction was served, and not long after the old man drank the medicine, he gradually woke up.

Ah Chou took a few steps back very consciously: her current appearance was very scary, she couldn't be frightened in her illness, and if she scared the person who was finally rescued fainted, a tael of cooked silver would fly.

The old man seemed to be very weak, and only whispered a few words in the little girl's ear.

The little guy was still immersed in the stunned "The master was really saved by this ugly monster", and walked up to the ugly in a daze: "Our master said, give it to you, give you two taels of silver, and you, don't go over to scare our master!" With that, he threw two taels of silver to Ah Chou.

There is no need to go over, just in line with Ah Ugly's wishes, she bowed: "Please also ask this master not to blindly warm up in the future, and it is better to eat lightly." "The way he looks, it's obviously a big supplement. It is estimated that it is overindulgence, and then it is desperately aphrodisiac......

Peng Langzhong stood at the door of Peng's Medical Hall, watching Grandma Xu help Ah Chou walk away, rubbing his eyes in disbelief: An ugly beggar, he actually cured a patient who he couldn't cure?

Is this really a beggar?

Ah Chou took the two taels of silver and asked, "Grandma, how much silver does Jianye's smallest and cheapest courtyard cost?" ”

Grandma Xu couldn't answer for a while: "I really don't know this, maybe I can help you inquire." But it's definitely a lot! ”

Ah Chou nodded and thought: One or two pieces of silver is a thousand Wen, and there are only two thousand catties of rice here, and it must be far from enough to buy a house.

A "grunting" sound broke the peace between the two - Ah Chou had not touched a grain of rice for two days, and he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Grandma, I, I'm going to find something to eat......"

Nestled in the corner of the wall with a red motlet[2], Ugly gnawed her teeth and still gobbled them up—she was really hungry.

Grandma Xu seemed much calmer on the side, just eating silently.

swallowed three big red buds in a row, and Ah Chou drank some well water before he breathed a sigh of relief.

She will never experience the feeling of being hungry again!

Leaning against the mottled wall tiredly, Ugly's mind did not stop.

After eating and drinking, and the filial piety money has been settled, what we have to plan now is how to escape.

"Grandma, if we bribe the military master with silver, how much will it take?" The two of them have already inquired, and the cheapest house in Jianye is about five hundred taels. The price of goods in the capital is too expensive, and the price of land is too high, if you go to other places to buy a few acres of land, it must not be difficult to become a legal citizen.

But if she wants to go out of the city as a black household, she can't think of a more wonderful trick except for bribing the soldiers defending the city.

Grandma Xu seemed to be stunned by her leaping thoughts, and shook her head blankly.

Ah Chou sighed: "Grandma, you go back first, I'll go around." "It's strange, it's just a little half a day's work, her legs have recovered so quickly, and now she has no problem walking.

Could it be that this body is not a person, but a fairy?

Shake your head, you're too whimsical, if it's a fairy demon, the fairy magic won't let you fall into this field! The top priority is not to dwell on her special physique, but to find a way and find business opportunities.

Walking on the street, Jianye's bustling crowd came and went, and Ah Chou couldn't help but fall into deep thought: she couldn't do the abduction and abduction, she was good at it, but she knew how to know medicine. Nowadays, due to the constraints of the conditions, there seems to be no other way than to work medical skills.

Xu was too engrossed in thinking, and suddenly found that a horse was already close in front of him, and was about to crash straight into him.

Ah Chou hurriedly lowered his head, rolled from the horse's hooves to the side, and narrowly escaped this unwarranted disaster.

She patted her wheezing chest: Fortunately, although this body was thin, it was also flexible, otherwise it would have been trampled into flesh by the horse's hooves.

"Who surprised my son's horse?" A young man's voice rang out, with a transcendent nobility in his tone, and an angry tone that was about to come.

Ah Ugly was frightened, and followed the sound, only to see that on the horse, a boy in a blue brocade robe with dark patterns was holding the reins to appease his love for riding. This son is not very old, he is only fifteen or sixteen, needless to say, his face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows are clear, and his posture is handsome.

In ancient times, wealthy and noble people often married beautiful wives and concubines, and the children born also inherited high-quality appearance genes. And so on and so forth, it will only get better and better from generation to generation. Listening to the transcendent nobility in the tone of the blue brocade robe, it must have been cultivated by the family with accumulation.

A good man doesn't eat immediate losses, no, it's a good woman who doesn't suffer immediate losses. Ah Chou immediately knelt down and apologized, but he hated the ancient etiquette of kneeling at every turn. Don't you know that we, the poor, are malnourished and have no flesh on our knees, and we are even more panicked when we kneel: "I'm sorry, this son, the grass people didn't mean it, and I hope that the son has a lot of them!" His voice was hoarse, but his tone was sincere but neither humble nor arrogant.

The boy did not burst out with the anger implied in his tone, and only said lightly: "The eyes are not good, but the brain is clear." The next day, what do you say? ”

Another male voice sounded, his tone was very casual and easygoing, with a little cynicism: "Zexuan, it's just a little beggar, why do you care?" ”

I didn't pay attention, it turns out that this son still has companions? Ah Chou raised his head slightly, and a touch of apricot-colored robe came into view, and the golden silk dark pattern was embroidered with a three-clawed golden dragon. The three-clawed golden dragon is not available to idlers, and the blue-clothed boy is just a dark wave, so to speak, this person is more noble than the blue-clothed son, and the three-clawed man is either the prince of the county or the prince of the prince.

After weighing the pros and cons, the boy in blue doesn't seem to be easy to talk to, and this boy in apricot clothes is obviously much more kind and casual when he listens, and his identity is more noble, who is the savior, and it will be clear in an instant.

Ah Chou buttoned his head again, and walked towards the apricot boy: "The grass people didn't mean to collide, and I ask the two sons to forgive their sins." ”

Regarding the self-title of grass people, I really can't think of anything more suitable. If she said such a soft self-proclaimed name such as a folk girl, a slave family, or a concubine, and then looked at that terrifying face, even she felt terrible.

However, will this boy in apricot clothes be as easy-going as he seems on the surface, and persuade the boy in blue to forgive himself?

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Concentrate:

[1] From "Commentary on the Case of Wang Mengying's Medicine", by Qing Wang Shixiong

[2] Red Lotus: Sweet potato