Shen Anan didn't expect that the bad things would spread thousands of miles, and the fact that he was drunk and was carried back to his house by Li Sheng would actually reach Song Li's ears, and he said it to his face, which was really embarrassing.

"Ha, thank you. This girl has decided not to drink alcohol in the future, so thank you for your kindness. ”

After Shen Anan finished speaking, he didn't know what Song Ling's expression was. In short, it seems that a chuckle is heard behind him.

I saw that not far from them, there was a medicinal grassland that was growing very well, but suddenly it all withered, which was a pity. Shen Anan couldn't help but say, "Hey, what's wrong with these herbs, are they frozen?" You can keep them warm. ”

It is now the early winter season, some herbs have been harvested, and some herbs have not yet been harvested, and they look sluggish. More places were empty, and only a small part of it was the herbs that Shen An'an noticed, which turned out to be small seedlings.

The medicine field of Ruizhitang is well done, a ridge, very well planned, in the terraced medicine field, there is also a small pond, there are many deep ditches next to it, presumably for watering.

"Now that the weather is cold, there is no way to plant them, these herbs are the seeds I got back from the north, and I want to plant them, but unfortunately I have done many experiments, but they can't do it."

As he spoke, Song Cheng plucked a withered herb with his hand, only to see that the herb had purple round leaves, and the leaves that had not withered were bright and beautiful.

"What kind of herb is this?"

"It's called purple night grass, and the leaves of this herb can cure wind chill and surface heat. If the rhizome of this herb is dried and crushed and mixed with other herbs, it can be used as a rejuvenation pill to treat chest palpitations. ”

"And why can't they survive with us?"

"I don't know, there aren't many of them in the north, so I finally dragged people to get some seeds, and after sowing them, they grew for half a month, and that's it." It can be seen that Song Cheng attaches great importance to this batch of purple seedlings.

"Have you tried keeping them warm?" Shen Anan asked.

"What does it mean to keep warm?"

"It's we who artificially warm them, otherwise the seedlings will freeze. Or maybe they prefer colder temperatures. ”

Song Wei shook his head affirmatively and said, "Maybe you really said it, it's too cold here for us now." So they all froze to death. However, we have never used a method of heat insulation, and we do not have surface hot spring water. ”

Not to mention, they don't have hot spring water here, even if there is a hot spring, if you want to bring the hot spring water to their medicine field, the cost is very large, and I don't know how the effect is.

"Brother Song, do you still have any seeds that you haven't planted? If you can trust me, I'll try it. ”

"You want to try? There aren't many seeds, and I can't grow them anyway, so you can try. ”

Shen Anan was very happy to see that Song Cheng had agreed to him. He took the purple night grass from Song Li's hand and looked at it for a long time, feeling a bit like a variant of garden leaf perilla.

According to Shen An'an's knowledge, perilla grass must grow in a warm environment, and it also needs a sunny place. The morning sun, ventilation, and temperature make for the best growing environment.

Isn't there a large area of perilla cultivated here? The most suitable planting season for perilla should be 2-4 years, and the planting time in the south is earlier than in the north.

If it is really a mutated round perilla, Song Li took the current seed, if there is no greenhouse effect, it will definitely not be alive.

Song Cheng asked Shen An'an to wait over there, he went to get perilla seeds, and while waiting, Shen An'an's mind was quickly recalling some of the cultivation methods of perilla.

When she felt that she could give it a try, Song Cheng came.

He handed a small bag about the size of a palm into her hand, and smiled gently. "Then the seeds will be handed over to you."

"Okay, thank you for trusting me. I just said to try it, whether it can be successful or not depends on the effect after trying. ”

Shen Anan had already planned to experiment with a small number of seeds first, and once it was successful, he would plant all the others.

With so many successful cases of watermelons, strawberries and vegetables in greenhouses, Shen Anan didn't believe that he couldn't make perilla in greenhouses. As long as you can find a plastic-like material that can block wind and successfully absorb light, you can use it.

There was definitely no plastic sheeting or anything like that, but Shen Anan knew that she could use umbrella cloth instead.

"Brother Song, do you know where umbrellas are sold?"

"Umbrellas? It's not raining, why are you buying an umbrella? While speaking, Song Li also deliberately looked at the weather.

"I'm not buying umbrellas, I need big pieces of fabric that can keep you out from the elements." Shen Anan said as his subordinates gestured.

"This should be there, let me think about it." Song Ling, who was thinking about it, suddenly brightened his eyes, and said busily, I remember that there is an old man in the town who specializes in making umbrellas, and he is very good at making umbrellas. ”

"Is there really? Which location is it, why don't we take a look at it together? ”

When Song Li thought that this umbrella-making shop was next to Changchun Street, he couldn't help but show a strange look on his face.

But he has already promised Shen An'an, so he can't go back. "Okay, if you go now, I'll have to say hello to your father."

"Okay, I'll go."

After a while, Shen Anan came back, Shen Sanlang was still drinking with the shopkeeper Tong, and the two hit it off at first sight. Seeing that the two chatted a feeling of meeting late, Shen Anan was also speechless for a while.

It seems that the relationship between this man and man is truly wonderful.

Originally, two people who didn't know each other knew each other, but because of someone, or for some reason, they knew each other, and they could talk so much. From the south of the sky to the north of the earth, from the underground to the sea.

Later, Shen An'an learned why Shopkeeper Tong would talk to his father so much, it turned out that most of them were talking to him, and Shen Sanlang was just a listener.

Shen Anan told Shen Sanlang to wait for him in the store, and then went out with Song Li.

When she went out, Song Li covered her clothes with a black hat and asked her if she needed it.

According to the rules of those big families, the average daughter of a young lady goes out with a cloak or a windbag, in order to cover her face and not show her face easily. Otherwise, it will be out of character, and Shen Anan is a person who often runs, and he is not poor at all.

If they knew that thousands of years from now, women would wear crop tops and swim in bikinis in front of men, would they faint with fright.

"I don't want it, or are you afraid of the cold?" Shen An'an thought with peace of mind, Song Wei is a big man, he shouldn't need to cover his face. Besides, he used to go out to see people a lot.

Is Song Li really a little strange today?

"yes, it's windy outside, isn't it? I've had some cough lately. After Song Li finished speaking, he covered his mouth lightly with his hand and coughed.

Eh, it's not like this to lie, she is not sick or not, she Shen Anan can still see it, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this Song Lian gourd.

They sat in Song Li's own carriage, which was very spacious and comfortable, and the most important thing was that there were a lot of medical books on the carriage. What "Qianjinfang", "Shennong's Materia Medica". There is also "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases (Jin Feed)", Shen Anan only knows these three books that she has heard of before, and she has not read any other small meridian theories, "Miscellaneous Talks on Medicinal Herbs", etc.

The point is that both the Qianjinfang and the Shennong Materia Medica are manuscripts.

"Ah, Brother Song, are these all handwritten by yourself? It seems that you are working hard. Shen An thought with peace of mind, Song Ling's good medical skills are really not as others think, just a simple son inheriting his father's business. As everyone knows, in places that others can't see, he has put in a lot of his own efforts.

"Luckily, these are all copied by me when I used to have nothing to do in my spare time. Recently, I often go out to consult people, but I haven't seen it for a long time. Seeing Shen An'an holding a thousand gold squares, he looked at it with great interest, and said: "If you like it, take it, I have an original copy at home." ”

"Then can I borrow these two books and copy them, I'll give them to you when I'm done." Originally, Shen Anan thought that if he studied with Shopkeeper Tong, he would have to buy a few medical books to read, but he didn't expect that there was nowhere to find them when he stepped on the iron shoes, and it didn't take much effort to get these medical books.

The medical books here must have been read by Shen Li often, otherwise he would not have put them in the carriage. Because I often go out, I keep it on hand so that I can check it in time.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you. I've read these books more than 20 times, and I can memorize them in some places. ”

Shen Anan couldn't help nodding secretly, as she thought. A child born in a medical family like Song Li has not been immersed in books since he was a child. In the eyes of others, they all have an aura, if the medical knowledge is not solid, or if the medical knowledge is not solid, or the slightly more difficult diseases cannot be taken down, it is to smash the signboard of Ruizhitang.

After a cursory look, I saw that the words on the medical book were copied in a very correct font. However, it can be seen that the person who copied it, the font is also slowly improving. At first, the handwriting was a little immature, and it had not yet developed its own writing style. But the further you go, the more upright the font becomes. The text also has its own style.

The last few pages, in particular, should have been written by Song Cheng recently. I saw that the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and on the whole, it looked delicate and handsome, just like Song Li's excellent appearance and elegant temperament.

Shen Anan found such a good thing there, but she was also embarrassed to ask for Song Li's medical book in vain. After thinking about it, he said to him: "Brother Song, these three medical books, even if I exchange them with you, when I go back, I will copy them slowly." I'll give it back to you then, three copies of the same one. It's just my handwriting, but it's not as beautiful as your handwriting. ”

Song Yan couldn't help but feel very interesting when he heard it, but he didn't expect that Shen Anan meant so much that he didn't want to ask for his favor in vain. However, the exchange of medical books in manuscripts is really refreshing.

However, Song Ling stared at Shen An'an's two slender little arms with very suspicious eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

"Are you sure you're going to copy three copies by hand? That's no less than 500 pages each. ”