Zuo Shaoyang ground the kernel juice and fed it to the little squirrel. Pick up the oil lamp and start writing.

He first took out his father's manuscript, these are the prescriptions in the medical books before the Tang Dynasty such as "Famous Doctors' Records" and "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", which are mixed with some articles on the "Su Wen", "Shennong's Materia Medica", "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" before the Tang Dynasty, but there are many gaps and errors, and the important provisions of these classics Zuo Shaoyang is familiar with his chest, but the general provisions, and many of them, especially some prescriptions that are not commonly used, are not remembered. I just added the changes I remembered to complete it.

In fact, these contents were all available before, but at that time, printing was not good and could not be promoted on a large scale, so only a few doctors had such a complete version in their hands. The others are scattered manuscripts.

He was not used to using a brush, and he had to write in traditional Chinese, so he wrote very slowly, and by the time he finished it, it was already late at night. My hands were frozen, so I had to put my pen down and sleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as the day dawned, Zuo Shaoyang woke up, got up with a bone, and saw the little squirrel's nest next to the pillow, the little squirrel had woken up, and was lying there looking at himself with his little head up, his eyes were dripping, and the beard on the side of his mouth was shaking slightly.

"Yellow ball! Are you awake? Zuo Shaoyang reached out and picked up the little squirrel, put it in his arms, got down from the ladder, didn't care about combing his hair, carefully opened the door, took a bucket from the kitchen and hurried out, and ran quickly to the river.

He stood panting on the steps, there was no one at the well below, and he looked around, and the women who used to wash clothes by the river were gone, and the whole bank was empty and he was standing there, carrying a pair of empty buckets.

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year's Eve, every family is busy preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, who will come to fetch water on Chinese New Year's Eve? It's only me, and I'm not actually here to fetch water, and the water in the water tank at home is almost full, enough to be used after the third day of the first month. I came to the river early in the morning with a bucket, also to wait for my little sister to come, so that I could explain.

He slowly descended the steps, came to the well, and scooped water with a gourd, and slowly the bucket was still filled, but the little sister still did not come, nor did he see anyone else coming to fetch water, but a few passers-by looked at him curiously.

Zuo Shaoyang didn't care, he just looked at the probe, just hoping to see his little sister and explain to her, so as not to let down others with some kindness.

The little squirrel in his arms seemed to be in a hurry, poking his head out of his arms, blown by the cold winter wind, and hurriedly retracted, just looking out with his little eyes.

Zuo Shaoyang waited for almost half an hour, and as usual, the little sister and the young woman had already come to fetch water. I haven't come yet, and I guess I won't be here today.

Zuo Shaoyang was a little frustrated, thinking that his mother should also get up, and he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise his mother would think that he was missing, so he had to lazily carry a handful of water home.

When Liang saw him return, he was not angry: "Why did you run to fetch water on Chinese New Year's Eve?" It's still thirty nights for Hanako, and Chinese New Year's Eve Hanako won't go to ask for food, you ......, alas, put down the bucket quickly! ”

Zuo Shaoyang poured the water into the water tank, put the bucket down, and went to open the door of the pharmacy without saying a word.

Liang said: "No need to open it, it's a Chinese New Year's Eve today, I won't say it all, it's called Hanako......"

"There are also thirty nights! - I just don't open it," Zuo Shaoyang answered, closing the door again, "So what are we going to do today?" ”

"Pack up, prepare to set up the heaven and earth table to worship the ancestors, change the peach charm, paste the window flowers, and prepare the ......Chinese New Year's Eve meal," thinking about it, I don't know where I spent this year, and sighed again: "Alas! It's better not to rush first, wait and see, Sanniang is here at noon, and then talk to her to see if we can slow down again, or not, we still have to move. I don't know if your sister has found a house. Alas! ”

Zuo Shaoyang said: "Then I'll open a door and be transparent, okay?" ”

"Don't open the door, just pull the window open!"

The door of the three-bay room of their pharmacy has two windows on both sides, and there are windows on the door, in fact, the room is already relatively bright, but the ancient windows have very complex window lattices, which itself blocks part of the light, and the windows are all pasted with white paper, and the light transmission is far less than that of glass, so although there are more windows, the room is still relatively dim.

Zuo Shaoyang had no choice but to go over and push open the windows on both sides, and the hall was bright, and the hall was bright, but the cold wind outside the house poured in, and it was cold. Fortunately, in the past few days, Zuo Shaoyang has passed over, and he has become accustomed to the hardships he has endured.

Now that he is free, Zuo Shaoyang untied his hair, combed his hair with a comb, and began to learn to pull his hair in a bun after combing, but the first day he felt that it was very easy for his little sister to help him pull his hair in a bun, but it was still very difficult to pull it by himself.

Liang sighed: "Zhong'er, why can't you even pull your hair?" Let the mother come! Liang took the comb from his hand, taught him how to pull his hair in a bun, and practiced while talking, Zuo Shaoyang finally learned how to pull his own hair bun, when he learned it, his hands were sore, and he thought to himself about this, it is better to keep an inch of hair, and even save the comb, so worry-free.

Pull your hair in a bun and put on your head, and you have nothing to do again. Dad had already gotten up, and after washing, he was holding the tea made by Liang, and although the door of the store was not open, he was still used to sitting behind the long table with his surname down, and drinking tea with his head down.

Zuo Shaoyang put the medical book that he had revised the night before in front of him: "Dad, this is what the old doctor Ling said, the omissions and mistakes in your manuscript." I'm all up and resting."

"Oh?" Zuo Gui took it and flipped it over, very surprised, "This is what the old bell doctor said?" ”

"Yes, he asked me what medical books I had read, and I took the medical books you gave me to him, and he pointed out a lot of mistakes and omissions, and I wrote them down."

"Well, wait for my father to take a look."

"Okay, I'll move on."

"Huh? You've only watched it for one day and remembered so much? ”

Zuo Shaoyang paused for a moment, as he said before, the old bell doctor only taught himself for one day, and the previous supplement was quite a lot, and he couldn't learn it in a day, so he said: "Actually, the old bell doctor secretly taught me for more than half a year before leaving." ”

"Really?" Zuo Gui was surprised and delighted, "Well, you have this opportunity, it is really your blessing!" Let's write about it. Just write the prescription, and the other fathers don't have the surname to memorize. ”

"Oh," Zuo Shaoyang sighed secretly, it is not good to learn medical skills with bare back prescriptions, and you need to systematically learn relevant theories, but my father is this age and has not received modern education, so he is afraid that he will not understand basic subjects such as "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" and "Diagnostics of Traditional Chinese Medicine" when he talks to him. Still start directly from the prescription, but also the introduction is bright, and then said: "The old bell doctor taught me a prescription song, and I will write it to you." ”

"Songs? All right. "The song recipe is easy to memorize and easy to remember.

After Zuo Shaoyang fed the little squirrel to eat the kernel juice, he picked up the pen and began to write "Soup Song".

"Song of Soup" is a medical book compiled by Wang Ang, a famous doctor in the Qing Dynasty. More than 300 prescriptions commonly used in traditional Chinese medicine are selected, which are divided into 20 categories, such as tonic, publication, attack, and vomiting. It is summarized and summarized in the form of a seven-word song. Brief notes are attached to each side for beginners. Later, it became a must-memorize article for the introduction of traditional Chinese medicine. Zuo Shaoyang is familiar with this song.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every household was busy with the road and there were obviously fewer pedestrians, all preparing ancestor worship and Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and children were holding firecrackers and fireworks, holding food in their hands, and talking and laughing in groups. Chinese New Year is always the happiest time for children.

This song is relatively long, and I didn't finish it until noon.

After handing it over to Daddy Zuo Gui, Zuo Gui looked at it for a while and nodded frequently: "Very good, well, this song is broad and profound, and it is enough to recite and study it for my father." Let's write these things first, and then I'll talk about it thoroughly for the sake of the Father. "Hold the book in your arms. At the moment, he didn't have the heart to read medical books.

Zuo Shaoyang put down his pen and leaned on the window to look at the scenery on the street.

After a while, Fennel came in a hurry, no need to ask, just look at the sad eyes of the second elder, and know that the money was not ready. said: "Dad, Hou Pu has found a few rental houses in the past few days, and the one by the West City Gate is relatively cheaper, but it is a little remote. If not, we'll move there for a while, okay? ”

Zuo Gui and Liang glanced at each other, sighed together, and nodded slowly.

Liang and Fennel began to pack up their things, and the herbs could not be taken away, so there was nothing more to pack