Chapter X

In Tongrentang, the old doctor sitting in the hall was drowsy under the bright sun.

Brother and sister Heyu and Heyu stood at the counter. Heyu complained: "My parents also said that I lack social experience, let me learn more from you - they don't know that you lack social common sense!" โ€

Heyu touched his nose in embarrassment: "I only know that I have to come to Tongrentang to grab medicine, who knows that I won't be called here." โ€

Although the memories he inherited were complete, there were many useless things. Naturally, he was too lazy to use those to squeeze his brain capacity. So naturally, there will be this problem of "accidental deletion" of common sense.

Tongrentang, a time-honored brand, has a large daily passenger flow, and it is easy not to ask people to choose medicinal materials by themselves.

Everyone is holding a prescription or indicating what herbs are needed, and then the staff will pick up the medicine for you. As for the quality......

The quality is naturally good, but there will be no extraordinarily outstanding medicinal materials, just above average.

This was not what Tsuruyu had expected.

Naturally, you have to pick the medicinal materials yourself, so that you can find the best and most suitable one.

"Brother, you have a lot of things, isn't it the same to ask them to take it." My sister wore brand-new little leather shoes, and she walked a little bit abrasively.

Heyu asked her to go to the side to rest, but the little girl was like a fart, and she couldn't be separated.

Tsuru Yu asked her to put most of her weight on herself, and explained dotingly:

"Even if the herbs of the same year are grown, the different growth environments will also cause differences in the properties of the herbs. If you want to prepare the best medicine, you need to achieve the best combination of monarchs and ministers. โ€

He Yu nodded as if he didn't understand: "Then brother, it's better to go to the medicinal herb market." It's all big/sacked there, you can pick it yourself. โ€

He Yu circled his hands, looking like a half-person tall sack. Heyu's heart moved, and he bought the best needle in the store, and the brother and sister went straight to the medicinal herb market.

"Boss, is there a better quality of this?"

Crane Yu pointed to the half bag and asked. This medicine is called "lack of taste", but it is indeed the "base" that can best help the fusion of medicinal properties.

If you find a good "lack of taste", although it is not enough to say that the effect of eight years of medicinal materials can be exerted for ten years, it can also be greatly improved.

The owner of this shopkeeper is a man with a brown face, shriveled and thin, but he looks in good spirits.

The shopkeeper waved his hand: "No, there is no better lack of taste in the whole street." โ€

He Yu blinked his eyes wide, and he doubted: "I don't believe it, such a long street, so many medicinal herb merchants, you dare to guarantee that you have the best here?" โ€

If someone else said this, the shopkeeper would definitely be angry. But Heyu's face is cute, and his size is also small.

When she came out with her brother this time, she didn't dress up, but just put on a short sleeve casually. The backpack is carried on the chest to cover the overly anxious place of development, and the whole person looks like a primary school student.

In the face of cute girls, who can still be angry? The shopkeeper explained good-naturedly: "There is also a better one than mine, his family has been doing it for a long time, and there are a few veterans who have explored the deep mountains, and they only recognize his family, and others refuse to sell it." โ€

"But-" The shopkeeper changed his words: "His family, good medicine is not enough for his own use now, and he will never sell it out." Especially if it's lacking. โ€

Crane Yu was curious: "Would you like to hear it?" โ€

The shopkeeper shook his head, looked quite empathetic, and said with a long sigh: "Their family, their two sons have a strange illness and can't wake up. Old Tang is old, and he is worried-"

"We all know in our hearts that there is no hope for the rest of Tang's life. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and we all felt uncomfortable when we looked at his current appearance. โ€

The little girl of Heyu was soft-hearted, and she almost shed tears when she listened to it. Heyu hurriedly picked up half a catty and wrapped it at the shopkeeper, and hurriedly led the little girl home.

Halfway home, Heyu couldn't help but throw herself into her brother's arms and sobbed.

Tsurumi patted her on the back, remembering the thing that the original owner was most worried about.

The original owner's mother was not in good health, and she fainted inexplicably the year before last, and she also woke up after two days in the hospital. The doctor said that he was overworked, but that incident left a hidden worry in the little girl's heart.

[I'm really! Why didn't I think of conditioning my family's body? ใ€‘

Tsurumi blamed himself a little.

It's not that he's cold-blooded, it's that the world he lived in before is weaker than here. And almost everyone can do these basic health care.

A person who has been living in survival mode, coming to a world where survival is not a problem, but everyone is pursuing a better life, has a different perception of care and care.

It wasn't until this time that Tsurumo realized that he hadn't really integrated into the world well, and he hadn't taken good care of the original owner's family.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. In the future, I will take you to exercise together, and our family will live a long life. โ€

Heyu is a strong girl at heart, otherwise she would not start a live broadcast at a young age to reduce the burden on the family.

Just after smoking for a while, my sister collected her tears, her little face was flat, and she shook her head seriously: "Don't, the bed comes to kidnap me every day, and people can't beat it." โ€

Crane Yu said: "Stinky girl, there are so many excuses to lie in bed!" โ€

But I thought in my heart: How can a creature like my sister be so cute (*/โˆ‡\*)

When I got home and put my things away, it was time for the live broadcast in the evening.

"Yin deficiency and fire are strong, and if the liver fire is too strong, acne will occur. Let's see if you can't stay up late next time. โ€

He Yu mixed the ointment for his sister, and pricked her leg twice in the frightened sight of the little girl, and hurriedly picked up the brace and went to the small park.

"Fifteen minutes, just unplug it yourself."

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The summer days are long, and the outside at six o'clock still carries the residual temperature of the sunset. After a dry day, I was lying lazily on the tree, the wind was blowing without a match, and the branches were lazily swinging.

Drowsy.

It was rare to be clean in the small park for a while, but before the squinting fat orange had completely fallen asleep, the old people who had eaten dinner gradually gathered together.

The feng shui treasure in the middle of the small square is occupied by a group of colorful aunts, and the oversized speakers are like strange beasts, squatting on the edge of the flower bed. The fat orange who was awakened blew up and slipped away quickly with a meow.

It knows this guy! It's long black and not slippery, but it's actually very flattering. Every night, as long as the leading aunt in the flower skirt comes to touch the top of his head, this guy can roar happily for two or three hours.

The chess stall in the shade of the trees was also electrified, but there was no need to turn on the lights yet. A few old men were red-eyed at the world, and there were people around who had good connections and served as military advisors, and there were also people who were transcendent and outside the world to guide the country.

Crane Yu carried the mobile phone holder, searched around, picked a place in the corner of the square and put it up, and when he looked up, he saw an ordinary black off-road vehicle driving over and parked on the edge of the square.

The location is a bit coincidental, just behind the phone holder, and it is also facing the Crane Palace.

Crane Yu frowned, and then laughed at his own heart. This is no longer the world he used to be.

[It will be sticked.] ใ€‘

Heyu shook his head, his thoughts swirled in his heart, and then he was thrown aside, and before his grandfather's group arrived, he first practiced the basic boxing method of forging the body.

The natural environment has a great impact on the air engine. Although the greening of the small park is good, surrounded by lawn and shade, when the gas starter is really operated to communicate with the world, Crane Yu still feels a sense of inadequacy.

[Otherwise, the heavens and the blessed earth are all in the deep mountains. He shook his head, thinking to himself that he was delusional.

He already knew that the world, the land, belonged to the state. To think that he could occupy several mountains by himself as he used to be, with a few steel hammers in his pocket now, is thinking about farts and eating.

Soon someone from the grandfather's group came. Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li, who are the most active in the group, are together, wearing the same practice clothes, with two snowy long swords behind their backs, and their bodies are straighter.

The two uncles walked through the middle of the square dance team with a smile and a smile, and their eyes did not squint, as if the beautiful ladies around them were like air. But the crane is deaf and clear-sighted, and when he is far away, he sees the two uncles dancing proudly, and he still boasts:

"Those mothers-in-law, who used to dislike us and crowded into them to dance in the square, didn't have a good face. Let's dress up today, hey! โ€

"Poofโ€”"

Thinking of the witty words his sister had told him, Tsurumi couldn't help but laugh.

[Sure enough, the man is a teenager until he dies. ใ€‘