The atmosphere in the room was a little gloomy, and it was clear that something unpleasant had happened.

"Let those salt dings be practiced for me, dozens of people can't even deal with a dozen ruffians, and they also hurt a few brothers with us, tell them that if it's so useless, they will all go to the salt field to shovel salt, not only them, but even their wives and children and parents can't escape!" Lu Yan's face was gloomy and he said slowly.

His tone was always slow, but he didn't dare to be despised at all, and those who were familiar with him heard him speak like this, and understood that he was really angry, and four or five men immediately straightened their backs and said in unison.

"Are the injured all right?" Lu Yan asked in a slower tone.

"Erlang rest assured, I've already asked the doctor in the city to see it, and it will be fine for a few days, and it's not a big deal." A man replied respectfully.

Lu Yan nodded and sighed softly.

"As for the two who died, according to the old rules, the money to support the family must be sufficient, and the wife and children must be arranged." He said.

The men responded in unison again, Lu Yan stopped talking, everyone understood that he had nothing to explain, so they all said goodbye, Lu Yan nodded, stood up and watched them walk out.

After these people went out, the master, who had been standing outside the door, walked in with a little caution, holding a book in his hand.

"Master is here, sit down." Lu Yan said.

The master was busy giving gifts, and asked after a moment of hesitation: "My lord, you haven't had a good rest in the past few days, and now that you are finally stable, it is better to rest early." ”

Lu Yan smiled slightly, pointed to the chair opposite, the master didn't dare to speak more, sat down according to the words, opened the book in his hand, the oil lamp in the room was very bright, shining on the cover of the three big characters of the family name.

"Today, the master of the sect recognizes Qi Xie Zou Yu Bai Shui Dou Zhang..."

"Isn't there a Liu character?" Lu Yan asked suddenly.

"Absolutely." The master hurriedly said, while deliberately flipping through a few pages, he found a word and pointed it to him, "My lord, this is Liu." ”

Lu Yan's gaze stopped at the word, nodded, and picked up the pen in his hand.

"Learn this first." He said.

"This?" The master was stunned, "Ancestral Martial Fu Liu Jingzhan Shulong, but this is very behind..."

"It's okay, I don't want to take the merit test, I just know how to read, and I don't have to be stubborn." Lu Yan said with a smile.

He is an adult, whatever he says is what he is, the master said yes with a smile.

The night is getting deeper, the master has already retreated, the lights in Lu Yan's house are still on, and a figure writing on the window lattice is cast, and the entire Yunsi City is in silence, the night wind blows, and the air is full of salt and astringency.

In autumn, the weather seems to be getting colder soon, for everyone, this is not worth paying special attention to the change of the four seasons, but for Song Sanniang, this is another big event, because the weather is cold, and the clothes and quilts have to be changed to thick ones.

"What's in this quilt?" Liu Meibao was surprised and curious to touch the new quilt handed to her by Song Sanniang, but there was no soft touch that the quilt should have, but the sound of brushing.

"What can it be." Song Sanniang said lightly, "Straw." ”

"Straw?" Liu Meibao pinched the quilt, dry and hard, "Isn't there any cotton?" ”

"Do you still think you are..."Song Sanniang sneered, and the words were about to blurt out, but when they came to their mouths, they swallowed raw again, and replaced them with two simple words, "No." ”

"No cotton?" Liu Meibao was a little puzzled, thanks to the popular science of the novel, she knew that cotton only began to appear in the Song and Ming dynasties, could it be that the development level here has not yet reached the Song and Ming dynasties, so do you want to plant cotton? If it is promoted....

"Prices have risen again this winter, and a cotton quilt costs more than 20 yuan..."Zhou Liangyu said in a low voice with a little apology.

Liu Meibao's hesitant expression immediately subsided and returned to normal.

She laughed a few times.

"I'm just asking, asking, this is fine, it's good." She picked up the quilt and hurriedly went into the house, and when she heard Zhou Liangyu arguing with Song Sanniang in the courtyard in a low voice, she couldn't help sticking out her tongue, that is, how can it be so simple to get rich.

But the wish for a quilt shouldn't be too far away, Liu Meibao patted the quilt that was pulled by the brush.

In the next few days, Liu Meibao became more attentive in the pharmacy, and whenever someone came to consult, she walked around the doctor who was sitting in the hall, but unfortunately she didn't encounter any incurable diseases that made her show her skills.

A woman came to see a child about two weeks old, afraid that seeing a doctor may be a common disease for all children, regardless of ancient and modern, although the child is small, but as soon as he enters the door, the whole person shrinks into his mother's arms, no matter how he coaxes, he refuses to turn his face to look at the doctor.

In modern times, few children come to see Chinese medicine, and Liu Meibao is very curious to see how the doctor looks and hears.

The doctor sitting in the hall was not in a hurry or impatient, and slowly asked the woman how the child was eating, urinating, talking and sleeping, etc., and after asking, he suddenly picked up the pulse pillow on the table and shook it at the child.

"Baby, what do you see here?" He said with a smile.

The child was not as scared as when he entered the door, and when he heard this, he turned his head to take a look, and the doctor in the hall handed the pulse pillow in his hand forward, and the child subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, and the doctor leaned over slightly and grabbed his little hand and turned it over, squinted and looked at his palm seriously.

The child retracted violently, and the sitting doctor's hand pushed back and forth on his palm, squinting, and the child began to cry, and the sitting doctor let go.

"Doctor, how's it going?" The woman asked worriedly as she coaxed the child.

"It's okay, it's a false fire." The doctor said, while holding a pen and writing the prescription, as soon as he looked up and saw Liu Meibao standing in front of him, he handed it to her, saving the woman a few more steps.

Liu Meibao grabbed the medicine, the woman paid the consultation fee, thanked her, hugged the child and left.

"Doctor Zhu, did you just see a doctor with fingerprints?" There were no patients in the hall for the time being, so Liu Meibao hurriedly walked over and asked with a curious and adoring expression.

Traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis of diseases, relying on looking, smelling, asking, cutting, four diagnoses and references, diagnosis of adult diseases, mainly to the pulse, diagnosis of pediatric diseases, because of the age and physique, it is mainly to hope, which is a special point of hope, that is, to look at the "fingerprint".

This kind of looking method, she only saw people mentioned in the book, ancient doctors diagnosed children's diseases of cold and heat deficiency often used fingerprints, after children over three years old, fingerprints are hidden in the skin is not easy to detect, this is the beginning of the use of pulse.

The so-called fingerprint, that is, the three levels of the tiger's mouth.

The doctor smiled and nodded, what is so rare about this, he didn't understand why Liu Meibao was so excited, but seeing that she was so curious, he explained it to her carefully.

"You're still amazing." After listening, Liu Meibao nodded and sighed.

"What's so powerful about this, any healer will." The sitting doctor laughed.

As he spoke, someone went to the outpatient clinic again, Liu Meibao made up her mind to see more and learn more, so she stood next to the doctor sitting in the hall again, and before she heard anything, someone came in the door.

She subconsciously looked up, and it turned out to be Lu Yan again.

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It's going to be on the shelves tomorrow.,The word count is a little small.,I'll add another chapter.