She knew that she couldn't change her course anymore, so she had to give it a try.

Since some things have become a foregone conclusion, Tang Yuehua is no longer entangled, she flipped through the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" slightly, and then turned over the remaining books in the package, except for one of which she has not seen, the others are almost the same as those in later generations.

Now Tang Yuehua is in a very good mood, and when his father is going to the town one day, he can follow him to the town to have a look.

When the time comes, go to the pharmacy to see what medicines are available, although my master has some medicinal materials in his hands, and there may be some at the end of the year, but for this "Tang Yuehua" who has not studied pharmacology, it is better to take it slowly.

If you ask for some things first, you may have some surprises.

Qingkong's eyes were rooted in her movements, looking back and forth on those books, and she felt that her junior sister didn't seem to be reading books without a purpose, but really reading books, and was still looking for something in them, and then shook her head again, shaking this absurd idea out of her mind.

In fact, you are not wrong, it is what you think! Sometimes, people always pass by the facts.

"Little junior sister, you will have to carry these books in class later, most of the books this time are some solitary books, because the previous dynasty was a foreign race and many years of war, many Han books have been destroyed, especially some medical works are not left in the world. You have to keep it safe. ”

I'm afraid that my junior sister doesn't understand the importance of these books.

"Senior brother, why don't you print more of these books, and give them to some doctors, so that these books will not be buried and can play their most important role."

Since Tang Yuehua's books are so precious, why don't you print more, and how many classics in history are difficult to inherit due to the change of dynasty or personal reasons, and then they are annihilated in the long river of history and disappear without a trace.

"Well, yes, it's just that we've been in the Buddhist family, and we rarely take these reasons into account, so we can copy more in the future, and then hand it over to the bookstore to reproduce, so it's fine." The mind before the Pure Void was on the Dharma, and it was not connected to it.

As for Master Kongming, he has seen through the red dust, and he pays attention to karma in everything, and goes with the flow.

"Speaking of which, junior sister, your memory is very good, I don't know how you write your handwriting?" Empty thought hadn't let her write yet.

"That senior brother, I, I read so many books today, my head seems to hurt a little, why don't I get here first in today's class?" She had a headache trying to hit the soft brush, and her eyes secretly looked at the gentleman sitting upright.

When Qingkong heard this, he felt that it made a lot of sense. After all, I have memorized so much content at once today, which is indeed too much, and learning should be gradual.

"Master, you see ......" Jingkong thought that he was only an agent, and he still had to ask Master specifically.

"Yes."

Hearing the reply, Tang Yuehua was about to retreat to see his army of ducks, after all, it was an important asset and source of income for his family, and he couldn't lose it.

Master Kongming's voice sounded in his ears again, "Lunch is in the temple, and I will practice martial arts with Cui Yi in the afternoon." ”

Tang Yuehua was still expecting Master Kong Ming to forget this stubble, and he would be able to go down the mountain later, but who knew that he hadn't forgotten it.

Tang Yuehua replied weakly, "Yes, Master." The disciple retired first. With that, he got up and bowed his hands, ready to retreat.

"Senior sister, I'm with you, there are some vegetable skins in the temple that can be used to feed the ducks." When he passed by the kitchen, he saw a lot of vegetable leaves on the ground.

"Really, senior brother, let's go quickly." The two of them withdrew.

Master Kong Ming watched the two go out, and sure enough, they were both children, although Jingkong usually behaves like a little adult, and recently he has also looked like a child, I don't know if this is a good thing, forget all the freedom.

The two of them went to the back kitchen, looked at the vegetable leaves on the ground, and thought about how to get them, but now they didn't have any containers on hand.

A monk in the back kitchen saw it, I don't know why Master Kongming's apprentice is next to the vegetable leaves, and there is a child on the side, everyone in the temple knows that Master Kongming must have a great background, because the host of the temple is even very respectful to Jingkong, as if they are some kind of big people.

The monk walked forward slowly and asked tentatively, "Master Jingkong, what's wrong with these vegetable leaves?" ”

"Oh, Senior Brother Yuantong, it's not that there is anything wrong with the vegetable leaves, it's just that the little master, the master, is driving a flock of ducks, can these vegetable leaves be given to her." When the clear space saw the comer, he said a word.

"This is the little benefactor of Meishan Village, and the little benefactor is Senior Brother Yuantong who is in charge of the affairs of the temple." Clearance was introduced to the two.

When Yuantong walked up to them, he saw the appearance of the child clearly, his black and yellow face was covered with black patches, which looked a little scary at first glance, after all, he was a monk, and he quickly calmed down.

I heard that there is a particularly ugly child in Meishan Village, who is called a pockmarked face, presumably the one in front of him, he has never seen her, but he has heard the people who burn incense say a few times, this child has also come to the temple to add sesame oil a few times to his mother, and the number is not small.

The surprised gaze of the monk let Tang Yuehua know if he had already scared people, but he quickly calmed down, as usual.

He said to himself, "I guess the donor has come to the mountains to catch ducks, but the donor should avoid the mountain stream next to the temple, and the water source in your village should be drawn from there." YTO explained.

"Thank you master for reminding me, I'm going to take a look, I don't know if they're running around." Tang Yuehua replied respectfully, and said that if this Yuantong master could calm down so quickly, he deserved his respect.

How many people in this world can be like him? But my senior brother and master don't seem to care at all, from the day they first met.

When the monk knew that she wanted these leaves, he went into the back kitchen and took a dustpan with a handle and handed it to her, "The little donor will take it and put it in the leaves, but I will have to return it in a while." ”

"Thank you, Master Yuantong." Tang Yuehua thanked her, packed the leaves and went out.

Jingkong and Yuantong said, "Senior Brother Yuantong, I'll go see the ducks." And then he left.

Yuantong looked at the back of the clear air, "It's really a child." Then I went to the back kitchen, where lunch was not yet ready.

Cui Yi in the woods was rushing to the group of ancestors, his ears moved, "someone", and he quickly flew to a tree.