"Today is New Year's Day, which is the beginning of the Spring Festival. Eating five xins can send out the qi of the five organs. ”

Seeing the surprised look on her lord's face, Ah Mei explained with a smile while setting up the meal.

"The lord eats more, and this peach soup, which was made by Guan Niangzi when she went out to pick peach branches and came back to boil it before dawn. It is Guan Niangzi's heart to all Langjun on New Year's Day, and the lord will drink more. ”

Feng Yong listened, his eyes fell on Guan Ji below, and he saw that Yiren was eating with his sleeves covered his face, and he didn't even look here.

"New Year's Day is the Spring Festival?" Feng Yong felt a little blind.

In the memory of this body, there are very few memories of the festival.

Where are the homeless people who can't even eat the qualifications to celebrate the festival?

Later, the family finally got a hundred acres of land, which was just out of the identity of a homeless person, and he could barely eat, but at the end of the year, he could only be regarded as half-full for most of the year, how could he be in the mood for the holidays?

Those who can eat five hardships can not worry about eating enough at home.

"New Year's Day is naturally the Spring Festival, and it is also the New Year. Drink peach soup during the New Year, saying that it can avoid a hundred ghosts. ”

Zhao Guang picked up the peach soup bowl and drank it "gurgling".

The descendants of the future generations are not filial!

Feng Yong sighed, it turned out that the current New Year's Day and the New Year's Day of the future generations are not the same thing.

Looking at the slightly brownish-green soup, Feng Yong really refused in his heart, just looked at Guan Ji again, closed his eyes at the moment, picked up the bowl and drank a few sips.

Zhao Guang picked up the dough cake, rolled the Wuxin vegetables on the plate, then took a big bite, chewed a few bites and swallowed it before speaking again.

"It's just that I have to eat Wuxin on New Year's Day, but I don't know why. How did Amei Niangzi know about the saying of eating five xins and five internal organs? ”

After Ah Mei finished eating and drinking, she stood behind Feng Yong and waited for the lord at any time, and when she heard Zhao Guang's question, she bent down and replied: "Back to Zhao Langjun, the maid is from the adult, and the lord of the servant is a medical worker." ”

Amei's adult, it was because she went to the mountains to collect medicine that she met her mother.

"No wonder."

Zhao Guang finished eating the bread in three bites, and there was no rule of not saying anything. There used to be some, but after following Feng Tu Turtle for so long, even if there is, it has become gone.

"I mean, how can you make crescent ravioli."

Crescent wontons are dumplings.

This kind of food is still a semi-medicinal herb today.

It was made by Zhang Zhongjing in order to avoid frostbite on the ears of ordinary people.

Therefore, today's dumplings are often associated with medical workers.

This is one of the greatest doctors in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

At least in Feng Yong's eyes, he is greater than Hua Tuo.

At this time, doctors were not called doctors, but medical workers or medical craftsmen, who were of the same class as craftsmen and belonged to the lowly family, and they could not be compared with the capital of Guizhou, far from being comparable to the angels in white in later generations.

Maybe Hua Tuo's medical skills are higher than Zhang Zhongjing's, but Hua Tuo is only looked down upon because of this profession, and often regrets that he became a medical worker.

But Zhang Zhongjing is different, his background is barely a family.

But it is such a family that has become interested in lowly things, not to mention, and even studied medicine hard to see the heads of the Qian.

It is always easy for a family to become an official, although Zhang Zhongjing is an official, he despises the official career.

Even when he sat in the position of Changsha Taishou, in order to relieve the pain of the people, he even disregarded the world's eyes, and on the first and fifteenth days of every month, he would open the yamen and sit in the hall in person to check the pulse of the people.

This was a sensational event at the time.

"Sitting Doctor" started with Zhang Zhongjing.

Compared with Hua Tuo, who often regrets being a medical worker, Zhang Zhongjing is willing to fall in the eyes of the world.

But he ignored the criticism, and only hoped to relieve the people's pain, and his image was indeed much taller.

"Lord, is this meal unappetizing? Do you want to get some soup? ”

Seeing Feng Yong looking at the crescent moon wonton and suddenly in a daze, Amei asked a little worriedly.

"Oh, no, that's good."

Feng Yong came back from his daze and asked Li Yi, "Sanniang, I want to ask about something." ”

"I wonder what my brother is going to ask?"

Guan Ji listened, put down the food in his hand, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and then put down the sleeves that were half-covering his face, sat upright, and looked at Feng Yong.

I have to say that in many cases, Guan Ji is indeed a lady.

has a beautiful appearance, does not smile, is demure on weekdays, and has her own posture between walks and sits - if it is not for the female red, it is too bad.

"When Zhang Junhou guarded Jingzhou in the old years, did Sanniang ever hear of Zhang Zhongjing, the Taishou of Changsha back then?"

In this era, there may be people who are not afraid of death, so they look down on doctors, but Feng Tu is afraid!

However, Feng Yong's understanding of Zhang Zhongjing was at most until Changsha Taishou - because it was only recorded in the history books that he was Changsha Taishou.

Later, where did the medical saint go, something still happened, but he never remembered it again

Because later, the Jingzhou area was the stage for Liu Biao to prepare for Cao Cao, Sun Quan and other big shots, a small medical worker, who had the leisure to care?

"Zhang Zhongjing?" Guan Ji thought for a moment and asked, "Brother is asking Zhang Ji?" ”

"Zhang Ji?"

Feng Yong was stunned, thinking to himself, what is Zhang Zhongjing's name? It's as if he's never noticed.

In later generations, Zhang Zhongjing Zhang Zhongjing called him, thinking that it was his word, as for what the name is, the ghost knows?

"Zhang Ji, also called Zhang Zhongjing? Have you also done Changsha Taishou? ”

Feng Yong asked.

Guan Ji nodded and said: "Zhang Taishou is a famous machine, the word Zhongjing, he was a Changsha Taishou back then, and later in order to avoid the war, he resigned and went to Lingnan to live in seclusion. When the adults were infected with curare poison, they heard that Zhang Ji was a good doctor, so he specially sent someone to invite them to go to the curare poison. ”

"Scraping bones to cure poison?!"

Feng Yong blurted out.

"Yes."

Guan Ji straightened her chest, and her face glowed with some light, as if she remembered the heroism and fearlessness of her own adults back then.

"Back then, Zhang Ji was too punctual for Changsha, and he once opened the yamen to see people, so his medical skills were famous in Jingzhou. The adults also heard the rumors, so they invited him to come and see a doctor. ”

"No, scraping bones to cure poison, isn't it Hua Tuo?"

Feng Yong felt a little confused.

"Hua Tuo's medical skills are famous all over the world, but at that time he was a person of Cao Thief, and he was killed by Cao Thief, and it has been many years since the adult was wounded by an arrow, how could he come to Jingzhou?"

Guan Ji asked with a strange look on her face.

it!

Feng Yong's face was pressed.

So why didn't I study hard back then?

Guan Yu's bone scraping to cure poison, many people thought it was fake.

However, in order to debate with others whether Guan Yu should be worthy of the word Megatron Huaxia, Feng Yong had specially read the records of Guan Yu in the Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, and he knew that there was indeed such a thing.

It's just that there is no record in the book that it was Guan Yu's operation, but I didn't expect Zhang Zhongjing to do it.

Come to think of it, although it is not as awesome as Hua Tuo's hemp boiling, but this kind of thing is bound to bleed profusely, and if there is no superb medical skills, Guan Yu will probably lose too much blood and hang up.

And Zhang Ji is just one of the very few suitable candidates.