Chapter Seventy-Six: Self-Reported Symptoms on the Medicinal Soup (Second Update)

The early morning wontons are stuffed with pork and green onions, and the meat is cut into small pieces and thrown into it with a stuffing machine made by Hanhan, and it is minced meat when it is shaken.

"Okay, great, I'm really hungry, it's good in our village! Pickles with garlic, eggplant and dried cucumber strips. ”

Li Zhixian did not hide it at all, he and other village chiefs would never say this.

Only when you go to Xiaqiu Village can you be fearless, you can make your own requests for what you want to eat, and you can pack it when you turn around.

'Ahh Sneeze, sneeze! Li Zhixian's voice fell, he turned his head and sneezed continuously, took out his handkerchief to blow his nose, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

Zhu Wentian looked at the other party with a smile, observed carefully, and judged what the other party's symptoms were, so that he could administer medicine.

If the people in the village are not feeling well, he can take the pulse, believe the inquiry, let him open his mouth, stick out his tongue......

For outsiders, he can only look with his eyes, and he can't take the pulse, and he will be exposed.

He actually wanted to ask Li Zhixian if he was in pain? Did you sleep well last night? Is your throat uncomfortable? Can't sweat? Feeling confused? Chest tightness......

As long as the other party answers well, he can immediately prescribe the medicine and let the person do it.

At this moment, the other party only sneezed, snot, and shed tears, did not cough, and was not short of breath when he spoke.

The wontons were brought up, with pepper and a few side dishes, Li Zhixian hurriedly took the spoon and ate it with a puff, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah~~ I'm alive. Yesterday in Shuanghuang Village, I felt uncomfortable when I ate at night, there was an evil wind in the sleeping room, and I was sore after waking up in the morning.

Fortunately, I didn't feel fever, I didn't feel dizzy, but my throat was uncomfortable, my nose was runny, my eyes were dripping, I was sneezing, I sweated a little when I was riding, and my clothes were damp. ”

He began to talk about his experience, mainly to the chief, the symptoms, he knew that the masters of the village would not come to see him, and he wanted to take medicine.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, yes! Uh-huh! No, I'm afraid. Hey, hey, hey. ”

Zhu Wentian cooperated, understood, and went back to prescribe medicine, adding atractylodes to ephedra soup.

The lieutenant chief followed and said: "Li Zhixian, I wrote it down, I will go back and give you medicine, rest assured, a minor illness." ”

"Good!" Li Zhixian calmed down and continued to eat, he just meant this, you tell the master.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he would not go anywhere today, and he would still live in Xiaqiu Village at night, recuperate from his illness, and he would probably die of tossing outside.

The four officials also eat wontons with peace of mind, and the locals eat wontons directly as a staple food, and no longer eat other things.

In some places, wontons are eaten as soup, and then served with glutinous rice siu mai, fried noodles, and steamed buns......

After eating a big bowl of wontons, Li Zhixian went into the house to hide, and the chief had already lit incense, and Li Zhixian was so moved that he was about to cry.

Xindao: This is what going to the countryside should look like, not eating a meal that is uncomfortable, and you have to pay food, and there is a smell in the house.

Zhu Wentian took Li Chang to the pharmacy and grabbed medicines, ephedra, cinnamon branches, licorice, almonds, and atractylodes.

He cooked it himself, anyway, there was nothing to do today, and if he found someone, he had to tell him how to watch the fire.

"Hanhan, what do you eat at noon? Li Zhixian was wronged outside! ”

The lieutenant remembered Li Zhixian's appearance, and shook his head slightly, it was so pitiful.

"Steamed, sour, bone, meat, ginger, eight ......"

"Got it, steamed sauerkraut and bones, bones with meat, ginger slices and star anise, and salt, hehehe!"

The chief translated, understood, eating this is really sweaty, and it is light, and there is no oil in the soup.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian also smiled.

After the medicine was boiled, the lieutenant chief personally brought it over, and the four officials were taking turns pinching Li Zhixian's head and shoulders, which was sore and uncomfortable.

Seeing the medicine, Li Zhixian tested the temperature with his lips, and poured it into his stomach.

When he finished drinking the medicine, he felt better in an instant, pure psychological effect.

"Li Zhixian, this is a prescription, ephedra plus Shu soup, where is the discomfort in the body, tell me, and then adjust the prescription."

The chief put the paper on which he wrote the prescription on the table and told the other party what kind of medicine he was taking, and we didn't open it blindly.

Li Zhixian glanced at it, and wrote the amount and decoction method of the five flavor medicines. Asked: "Is this a separate prescription for our village?" ”

The chief shook his head: "No, Zhang Zhongjing's treatise on typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases is the recipe for the Jin Kui Strategy." ”

"It's been there for a long time? Alas! Or read less wow! It is not easy to study, and it is even more difficult to study medicine. ”

Li Zhixian knew who Zhang Zhongjing was, but he had never read other people's medical books, he didn't have time, and he was not an official in this dynasty.

"Yes! It's hard to study medicine, like me, I started studying since I was a child, and I have been ......"

"Yichang, you are busy with important things in the village! Leave me alone. ”

Li Zhixian interrupted the other party's words, don't say it, you can't stand it, you can just take care of the master, I didn't expect your medical skills.

"Good! I'm going to see how the glass burns. Seeing that the other party didn't listen to himself, the chief had to leave.

……

Li Zhixian slept and got up much more comfortably, just in time to eat, when he sat down at the table again, compared with before, it was like a different person.

When I saw the steamed buns and the steamed bones, the sauerkraut soup of the bones, swallowed the saliva, and started eating.

At this moment, when the boat to Nanjing came back, Zhu Taisan and Zhu Taisi came down first, and the others also came down to eat first and then carry things.

Zhu Taisan took a small box and put it in front of Han Han: "Lieutenant Chief, the gift that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave to Han Han, the village keeper of our village, and a piece of jade pendant he brought with him, saying that Han Han has time to go to the Nanjing Prince's Mansion and can enter it directly."

In addition, knowing that the things bought in the village were short, he deliberately sent ham, dried seafood, and some medicinal materials to Nanjing one after another.

The glass sent by the village, I heard that His Majesty and the Queen praised it again and again, so that I can make money from foreigners and make up for my lack of Ming. ”

As he spoke, he opened the box, revealing a jade pendant made of satin, which had been covered with pulp, and was obviously often played with.

"Hmmm! Belch! Ha! Hey, hey, hey! Zhu Wentian said as if I didn't know this thing.

"Jade pendant, jade, jade." Zhu Taisanjiao.

"Phew~~Phew~~Phew~~Drive, oh, wow~~Hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian followed.

"Captain, you can tell Hanhan when you have time." Zhu Taisan gave up, and he turned around to wash his hands.

The lieutenant carefully closed the lid and carried it in his arms and went back to the house, he knew that this was the prince's gesture of goodwill, and the things were given to Hanhan, but they were for the masters to see.

What prince's mansion did Hanhan go to? I want the master to take it!

Zhu Wentian was the first to finish eating, and ran to the dock to watch the villagers who had also finished eating to carry things and help.

He didn't need to ask to know that the ham should be produced in Jinhua, the village did not make ham, there were too many processes, he had not actually made it, and it was a waste of pork legs.

It is more convenient to buy what you can buy with money, and if you want to do it, you have to learn how to make Iberian ham, and you can eat it directly, and Jinhua ham needs to be reprocessed.

One after another hams were brought down, and Zhu Wentian began to think about how to eat them.