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Datang has been taking this world for fifteen years, no matter how sick he is, he has never drunk medicinal soup, he has always eaten raw herbs, and the effect is extremely poor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The physical resistance of ordinary people is not as good as that of monks, and they can't get the pill when they are sick, and a large number of people die every year because of some minor diseases.

Yi Zhi's current research is to make it possible for ordinary people to get proper treatment when they are sick.

This is a precedent for creating traditional Chinese medicine, if successful, Yi Zhi's medical contribution to the entire history will be second only to Shennong's who has tasted all kinds of herbs!

Datang's heart set off a stormy wave, Yi Zhi!

This is a person with feelings, ideals, and ability, and such a person should not be buried in the sacred mountain to be an idle cloud and wild crane.

If there is such a person in the Shang Kingdom, it will be a great blessing for the thousands of people of the Shang Kingdom. Datang thought so in his heart, he wanted to emulate Shang Bo and Bai Su at the moment and abduct Yi Zhi to Shang Guo.

It's just that at that time, his parents only admired Yi Zhi's statecraft, and what he valued was feelings.

His feelings for the common people of the world, and his willingness to pray for the fate of the people of the world.

Datang bowed deeply to Yi Zhi and said, "Mr. Yi has the world in his heart, and he is the luck of the people in the world. ”

The smile on Yi Zhi's face was even bigger, and he kept nodding at Datang, the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he became.

At this time, he finally took this child, who was more than 20 years different from his own age, as a confidant.

The so-called scholar is the death of the confidant, and the woman is the one who pleases herself, at this moment, Yi Zhi suddenly thought that it was not a good choice to go to the business country with this child.

Datang continued: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Yi is not alchemy, he is brewing a decoction that ordinary mortals in the world can drink, which can also be said to be a medicine. The medicine boiled in this way is more effective than eating raw herbs, and if it is symptomatic, it can achieve the effect of medicine to eliminate the disease. ”

Lao Tie listened to Datang's words, and his face also showed a thoughtful look, he knew his old friend, and he had also read the books and slips in the thatched hut.

It's just that he didn't expect that this old friend had gone so far on the road of saving the common people of the world.

Yi Zhi nodded and said: "There are thousands of ordinary people in the world, far more than the monks who have awakened their bloodlines, they are the foundation of this world, they have created more than half of the world, and it can even be said that they are the most important people in this world." ”

"The natural bloodline that we are proud of is just for our own strength, but for the sake of competing for more common people and greater power. They are the ones who have driven the progress of our world from antiquity to the present. In a sense, compared to them, the masters, the monks, are narrow-minded, selfish, and shameful. ”

Although Lao Tie already knew his old friend very well, after hearing his words, he still opened his mouth wide, and he said slowly with a solemn face: "I knew that you were a deviant person, but I didn't expect your ideas to be so extreme. ”

Yi Zhi said: "If I hadn't figured out this link a long time ago, how could I have embarked on such a path." Old Tie, this is just like you striking iron, you can build the sharpest sword in the world, and you can more than double the attack power of a monk in the realm of heaven and man, but can a single person decide the victory or defeat of tens of thousands of people? No, this world belongs to the common people after all, and it is they who are fighting, so that they can make the strongest voice to the world. ”

Lao Tie fell silent, and he, like Datang, was shocked by Yi Zhi's deafening voice.

The difference is that Lao Tie is more shocked, while Datang is more shocked and worships from the heart.

Those who ask for the lives of the people have always been warriors of the times.

After sobering up from the shock, Datang quickly thought of a problem, there is no mature prescription now, if it is still taken according to the previous single product medicine, then the effect that this decoction medicine can play will be greatly affected.

So when he was considering, he said, "Mr. Yi, please forgive me for taking the liberty of it. The method of decoction and medicine you created is unprecedented, but in my opinion, this decoction is only a form of improvement compared to the traditional common people's consumption of herbs. Among them, the most important thing to study is to integrate the medicinal properties of various drugs of Shennong's materia medica, and use a variety of drugs to cooperate. Fang Fang can achieve the true medicine of the decoction, which is the essence of the decoction. ”

This time it was Yi Zhi's turn to be shocked, he looked at the boiling water in the ding, and fell into deep thought.

And the blacksmith Lao Tie couldn't interject at all, but he finally understood why Yi Zhi took the trouble to introduce Datang to him, could it be that this kid could really know what Yi Zhi was studying?

All the medicinal properties of the "Shennong Materia Medica" quickly appeared in Yi Zhi's mind, and I have to say that the strength of the divine soul power of a great flood desolate realm is simply incredible. It was just the blink of an eye, and all the characteristics of the three hundred and sixty-five drugs had been analyzed by Yi Zhi, and at this moment he understood that what Datang said was very feasible.

So, Yi Zhi bent down deeply and bowed to Datang and said, "Tang Gongzi's words woke up the dreamer, Yi Zhi thank you!"

Datang felt embarrassed instead, and an indescribable flutter rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his brain.

Yi Zhi is a person who can do it when he thinks of it, and his qi is frantically outpaced, and he actually lifts the hot medicine Dingshengsheng, which looks like a thousand pounds, and pours it into the medicine pool on one side. He picked out a few flavors of medicine from the pile of medicinal herbs behind him, added mountain spring water, and began to boil a decoction.

He is a master cook, and it can also be said that he is a very obsessive foodie, and he is very precise in controlling the heat of boiling medicine and cooking, and the fire under the ding is sometimes big and sometimes small according to his mind.

Only then did Datang discover that the fire under the tripod was a rootless fire, and it burned extremely vigorously without any fuel.

This kind of anti-natural phenomenon that violates the common sense of physics is what Datang is most interested in, and he leans to Lao Tie's side, this person who has been dealing with the stove all year round must understand.

Lao Tie was suddenly asked about the flames, and immediately a look of "I am an expert" appeared on his face, and he said: "This old fox's fire is not trivial, there are not many people who can compare with it at that time, of course, it is still not comparable to my fire." ”

"What kind of fire is it?" Datang asked anxiously.

"This kind of fire, or Linglong Fire, is one of the first fires introduced into the world by the Suiren Clan, and it is extremely powerful. If you really want to burn with your temperament, a whole mountain is only a matter of half an hour. Lao Tie said: "But it's far worse than my Burning Sky Fire......

Datang can't hear Lao Tie's stinky fart at all, in all the textbooks of the previous life, the so-called Suiren's fire is just drilling wood to make fire, where can you think that there is really a so-called fire.

This kind of flame that doesn't need any fuel at all and burns like a child's play really exists!

"Hehe, what's the matter, it's still my fire!" Old Iron finally blew his flame.

Datang nodded hurriedly, although he didn't listen to a word, it was strange that the flame energy comparable to Yi Zhi's "exquisite fire" was poor.

Time passed little by little in the process of boiling the medicine, and after about an hour, Yi Zhi suddenly took out a pottery pot, put the boiled medicinal soup into it, and then hurried down the mountain to a stone house.