After the agreement, Zuo Shaoyang helped Mrs. Qu for a follow-up by the way, and found that he was recovering steadily, and his mouth and eyes were crooked and his speech were relatively normal, which benefited from the timely and accurate use of medicine, especially the credit of the thousand-year-old ginseng.

After a few more gossips, he took his leave.

They returned to the pharmacy, Ni Zhi still honestly knelt on the stool behind the medicine cabinet to copy and endorse the book, Cao'er was still lying unconscious on the ground, Zuo Shaoyang opened the door of the pharmacy, heard the sound, and Li Dazhuang next door ran over: "Master, wife, son, the plaque has been carved!" ”

Zuo Gui and the others were overjoyed, and hurriedly followed over to take a look. I saw that on the big plaque with a blue background in the gold edge, the embossed carving "supporting the army model" several big characters, as well as the upper and lower inscriptions, are similar to the general's calligraphy and god-like. The momentum of the knife and axe jumped on the plaque, as if the general himself inscribed on the plaque to automatically generate embossed carving.

Zuo Gui stroked his beard and praised repeatedly: "Good! Master Li is really a skilled craftsman, and the carving is lifelike. Hey, hey, hey."

Li Dazhuang smiled honestly: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"Hang on! Immediately hang it on the table in the lobby of the pharmacy, this is the treasure of our family's glorious ancestors, hang it immediately! ”

Li Dazhuang agreed, found a ladder, first got the support bolt for hanging the plaque, and then prepared to put the plaque on it. It's just that Miao Peilan went out to buy medicine and was not there, Uncle Cai from the grocery store opposite came out to see the excitement, asked him to help carry the plaque, and borrowed a ladder from their house, one on each side, carefully lifted the plaque and hung it directly above the table in the front of the lobby.

A group of people stood in the lobby, looking up and down, the more they looked, the happier they became, and they were so happy that Zuo Gui grinned and stroked his beard.

The ink treasure inscribed by the general himself, naturally it can't be hung out, and it would be a big sin if it is damaged, so Zuo Gui has asked the framer to frame the ink treasure and put it in a delicate wooden box and give it to Zuo Shaoyang for his own safekeeping.

After hanging the plaque, Li Dazhuang went back to the ward and began to make the hospital bed. He felt that if he didn't finish the work quickly, he would be ashamed of the so many steamed buns given to Zuo Shaoyang.

With the support of her parents, Qiao Qiaoer also came to the lobby of the pharmacy to watch the excitement. Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly said: "Your injury should not be moved, hurry up and lie back on the bed!" ”

Qiao Qiao'er smiled: "I don't! Anyway, you said that this splint is only temporary, and after you think about what to replace it, replace it, and since you want to replace it, then you might as well do it. ”

"What words! This splint is not firmly fixed, once it is misplaced, it has to be re-orthopedic, which is very painful and troublesome! ”

"I'm not afraid! They all say that your skills are good and your osteopathy is not painful. Qiao Qiao'er smiled and said, "By the way, have you thought of what to use to fix the bone for me?" ”

"Not yet."

"How are you going to fix it? Can you tell us about it? I'll help you come up with ideas. ”

"Okay," Zuo Shaoyang gestured on his legs, "I'm going to use a few bone needles to pass through your thighs like this, and then make a support sleeve and a traction bar on the outside for fixation and traction, and now the problem is, I can't find the right material to make this bone needle." ”

Qiao Qiao'er thought for a while: "Iron or copper will rust, and wood is the best." ”

"Yes, I also thought of this, Hua Tuo used to use willow branches to connect bones. However, what we need to fix now is the thigh bone, which needs to bear a lot of weight, and the bone needle should not be too thick, slightly smaller than the chopstick head. The wood must be hard enough and not rot in a humid environment. ”

Qiao Qiao'er tilted her head and pondered, looking at the plaque hanging in the lobby, she suddenly had an idea and said, "Isn't Brother Li a carpenter?" He should know what wood is right for you? ”

It's really a word to wake up the dreamer, Zuo Shaoyang patted his head: "I really did it behind closed doors, I forgot to consult experts, right!" This kind of thing must be asked to the carpenter to be the most authoritative! Let's go over and ask Brother Li. ”

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao supported their daughter and followed Zuo Shaoyang back to the ward next door where Li Dazhuang was doing carpenter work.

Zuo Shaoyang said to Li Dazhuang: "I want to find a kind of wood, used to make a bone needle for bone grafting, insert it into the thigh and drill into the bone, support and fix the leg bone, this bone needle must be moisture-resistant, and will not rot in a humid environment for a long time, especially the hardness must be very high, made slightly thinner than chopsticks, and folded by hand." Do you know what wood is suitable? ”

Li Dazhuang thought for a while and said: "A lot of wood is moisture-resistant, and this is easy to do, which is hardness." The cypress wood, which is made into a hard bow, is very hard, and ordinary swords cannot be cut at all. However, I guess it will still be able to break a wooden pole that is smaller to make chopsticks. The hardness of the wood is higher than that of cypress, I heard that there is a kind of iron sandalwood in the South China Sea, the hardness of the heart of the tree is very high, much harder than cypress, and the hard bow made of it is generally impossible for a strong man to pull it open. But we haven't heard of this kind of wood in our area. By the way, I heard that there is a kind of wood called iron birch produced in the northern Xinjiang area, which is very hard, harder than steel, and probably the hardest kind of wood. It's just that I've never seen it. Hezhou has not heard of this kind of timber either. ”

Zuo Shaoyang smiled bitterly: "You just said that we have wood in Hezhou." ”

"Well, let me think about it." Li Dazhuang pondered, "If it is hard enough, it will be gloomy wood!" Only this kind of wood meets the needs of the young master. Made into chopsticks, the average person will definitely fold constantly! Moreover, it is moisture-resistant, and it will not rot for several years when it is placed in water, and it is still dry when it is opened. ”

"Gloomy wood?"

"Well, gloomy wood is wood dug out of the ground and is very hard, and because it is too hard, it is quite difficult to make furniture. Ordinary carpenter masters would not dare to take on such work. I'm afraid that if I don't do it well, I will damage this priceless treasure. ”

Li Dazhuang said gloomy wood, is a very unique wood, is 10,000 years ago precious giant ancient wood because of earthquakes, mountain floods and so on buried in the ground, in the lack of oxygen and high pressure environment, after tens of thousands of years of extrusion carbonization, as hard and heavy as stone, the color is black and shiny, the wood oil surname is large, very moisture-resistant, not rotten and immortal, but also has a peculiar fragrance.

This gloomy wood is the best material for the best furniture, but because it is so rare, it is extremely expensive.

Master Qiao on the side hurriedly asked, "Do you know how this kind of wood can be sold?" ”

Li Dazhuang said: "I haven't seen this kind of treasure sold in Hezhou and nearby states and counties, I heard that there is one in the capital, but the price is so expensive that it is scary to death." ”

"The capital?" Master Qiao was dumbfounded, he could still afford the money, but the capital was too far away, and he couldn't get out now. Said hurriedly: "Didn't Zuo Gongzi just say that we must have it in Hezhou?" ”

"Yes!" Li Dazhuang said with a smile: "Our shopkeeper in Hezhou Yu has such a gloomy wooden tea table, but I don't know if it's still there." ”

Master Qiao hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper Yu? Is it the shopkeeper Yu who opened a jade shop next to the yamen? ”

"Yes! I heard that there was an old farmer who came back from his work in the field one day, and passed by a ditch where the flood was surging, and he saw a strange black wooden block on the side of the ditch, which may have been washed down from the mountain by a flash flood. He didn't know what kind of wood it was, so he carried it home and prepared to use it as a root to chop wood for fire. But he couldn't split it with all his might, and he couldn't burn it in the fire, so he threw it in the corner of the house. It happened that a merchant passed by and saw something selling in their village, and asked for money to buy it for him, so he began to bid ten yuan. The old man was about to sell it, but when the old man saw that his expression was wrong, he became suspicious. I tried to raise the price, and the merchant kept raising it until the same amount. The old man felt that something was wrong, and he refused to sell it. ”

Zuo Shaoyang said with a smile: "This old man is still shrewd. ”

"But it's not, the old man and his son carried this piece of wood to our Hezhou tile market, and immediately attracted a lot of onlookers, and those who knew the goods recognized it as gloomy wood, and many buyers came, and the bids soared all the way, and the old man was also calm, and he refused to nod. In the end, the shopkeeper of the jade shop went out to 2,000 yuan, and finally bought the gloomy wood the size of a foot basin. In this way, Shopkeeper Yu also said that he had earned it. ”

Qiao Qiao'er said: "The old man of that kind of land also sent it, and he picked up two thousand pieces by the ditch." ”

"But it's not, I heard that the old man is suddenly rich, and the land is no longer planted, and the family moved away, and I heard that he went to the capital."

Master Qiao said: "So, this gloomy wood is now in the hands of Shopkeeper Yu?" ”

"Yes, I heard that Shopkeeper Yu invited a very experienced and clever carpenter from other places to carve the gloomy wood into a small tea table according to the original style. I haven't heard anyone else have it except for his gloomy wood. It's too expensive for the average person to afford it. ”

Zuo Shaoyang asked Li Dazhuang again: "In addition to this gloomy wood, are there any other cheaper woods, hard enough and resistant to moisture?" ”

Li Dazhuang thought for a while, shook his head and said: "There are a lot of other woods that are resistant to moisture, but they may be made into chopsticks and folded, and I am afraid that there will be no such hardness." ”

There was no other choice but to find a way to buy gloomy wood. Master Qiao was very familiar with this shopkeeper, and immediately said: "I'll beg him to sell me this gloomy wooden tea table!" ”

Zuo Shaoyang said: "You don't need too much, just use three pairs of chopsticks." Cut a long slip down and you're good to go. ”

"Good!" Master Qiao hurried away.

Now that the bone needle has eyebrows, it is time to customize the external fixator. He drew a sketch of an external fixator, and drew special orthopedic surgery tools such as hand bone drills, and still found the blacksmith shop that ordered pressure cookers and surgical instruments last time.

Although the enemy army is besieging the city, the business still has to be done, and the son has to be lived. The blacksmith's shop was still open. Zuo Shaoyang handed over the sketch to the blacksmith, and after telling him the requirements, he said that he was in a hurry, let him work overtime, and give priority to the extra salary, and it was estimated that it could be delivered before the curfew.

After Zuo Shaoyang came back, Master Qiao hadn't come back yet.

After a while, Miao Peilan came back, sweating profusely, panting and said, "I ran all the pharmacies in the city, and there was no honeysuckle to sell." However, in the place where the grass girl was found, a lot of mandala flowers were found. It's next to a rouge gouache shop. I took the flower and asked the shopkeeper, and said that they had purchased it from the south and mixed it with other flowers to make all kinds of rouge gouache, and that after the shipment arrived, they had selected it, and threw some of the bad and bad ones in the corner of the house, and that the grass should have eaten was what they threw away. ”

(To be continued)