After hearing this, Shanhe realized that Uncle Shi didn't blame himself, he was just marveling at the degree of preservation of the leaves, so he hurriedly closed his mouth.

It didn't take long for Jiang Shibo to come out of the shock, and his face was still slowly excited.

He wanted to pat Shanhe on the shoulder, but he was afraid of disturbing the other party, so he hurriedly shrank back halfway. Licking his lips, he said with great anticipation:

"Sanke, you have done a good job, continue to persevere! As long as you reach 420 degrees, you will be considered successful! Uncle Shi's hard work for more than 20 years depends on you!"

Although Shanhe didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Shibo's words, it was not difficult for him to see from the other party's expression that this matter was very important to Shibo, so he nodded and didn't say more, and looked at the leaves in his hand intently.

At this moment, the mountains and rivers are responsible for condensing and warming up and performing healing techniques with their right hands, while their left hand is secretly performing the extraction method.

Under the combined effect of the three exercises, the number on the thermometer is also constantly climbing.

During this period, Jiang Shibo, who was originally sitting on the ground, completely ignored his image, and lay directly on the ground, staring at the leaves in Shanhe's hands with his eyes, looking extremely focused.

After about ten seconds, the numbers on the thermometer finally came to 418, 419, 420 degrees!

Just when the temperature reached 420 degrees, the mountains and rivers immediately stopped condensing and heating up. But even so, the leaf that had been strong for a long time inevitably ignited a firework, which instantly turned into ashes and fell into the big black bowl.

Seeing this scene, Shanhe let out a long sigh, shook his head while putting away his internal breath, and said with a little disappointment: "I'm sorry uncle, I still can't keep the leaves." ”

After hearing this, Jiang Shibo did not rush to reply, but quickly got up from the ground, sat in front of the big black bowl, and put his fingers into the bowl with a nervous expression, as if he was looking for something.

A few seconds later, Master Jiang found a tiny reddish-purple residue from the ashes. When he took it out of the black bowl, Uncle Shi was cautious, and his face was filled with excitement, as if he was holding a treasure!

Seeing the residue in Uncle Shi's hand, Shanhe was stunned for a moment, not understanding how there could be reddish-purple residue in the bowl.

But it didn't take long for him to remember that at the last second before the leaves spontaneously combusted, he had faintly seen a faint red glow emerge from the leaves. But since the leaves burn out quickly, the stock is minimal. The piece that Uncle Shi found was the only one.

"Uncle Shi, what is this red thing? I really tried my best just now, but I can only decompose this little bit ......."

At this moment, Jiang Shibo didn't pay attention to Shanhe's words. He sniffed the reddening residue to himself, then licked it with his tongue to make sure it was correct, and then put it in a vial.

After doing this series of actions, Jiang Shibo got up and walked in front of Shanhe, with a trace of tears of joy in his eyes, and hugged Shanhe into his arms, and said excitedly:

"It worked! It really worked! You did a great job! Sanke, thank you!"

was suddenly hugged by the other party, and Shanhe was taken aback. But when he heard that the other party was thanking himself and saying that he had succeeded, he was slightly relieved.

"Uncle Shi, I—I'm really successful? Is it because of that red thing?

The excited uncle hugged the mountains and rivers without letting go, and replied: "It's a great success! It's been 20 years! It's finally progress! It's good, it's good!"

"Oh, it's good if it's successful, hehe, you're happy, I'm happy!" After smirking twice with the other party, Shanhe still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked:

"But uncle, what the hell is going on? Can you tell me about it?"

"Yes, yes, hehe, just let you work, but didn't tell you the reason, it's the old man's fault!"

After smiling apologetically, Uncle Jiang let go of the mountains and rivers in his arms and sat back in his place. After calming down a little, he asked a strange question:

"You know the old man's surname is Jiang, maybe you can guess the old man's name from this?"

Hearing that Uncle Shi was starting to embarrass himself again, Shanhe immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Uncle Shi, don't give me any more problems, how can anyone guess the name by the surname?"

"Hahaha, others are true, but the old man is different......! The old man's name was given by himself. Hehe, little baby, guess what!" said Uncle Jiang with a mysterious smile like a child.

"Huh, you name yourself, that's rare!"

Hearing this, Shanhe sighed in surprise. But even so, he still felt that he had no way to start, and said with a look of grievance:

"However, even if you started it yourself, I wouldn't have guessed!"

"Oh, that's stupid! Then I'll give you some hints!" After thinking about it, I saw Uncle Jiang stroked his beard and said:

"The reason why the old man took Jiang as his surname was because of his admiration for Emperor Yan, and my name was also related to Emperor Yan. ”

"Emperor Yan?"

Hearing this name, Shanhe was puzzled, frowned and asked, "Are you talking about the Yan Emperor of the descendants of Yan and Huang?"

Jiang Shibo nodded and said, "That's right!

"Isn't that a legendary fairy, what does this have to do with your name?" After blinking in confusion, he saw Shanhe touching his chin and guessing:

"Could it be that your name is Jiang Yan, either Emperor Jiang? or ...... Emperor Jiang Yan?"

After listening to these messy names in the mouth of the mountains and rivers, Jiang Shibo was obviously unhappy, glared at the mountains and rivers and said:

"Isn't there a history class in the secular school? You little baby must not have the heart to learn! Emperor Yan is my ancestor of China, the leader of the tribe surnamed Jiang in ancient times, what do you say he has to do with the old man's name?"

"The tribe surnamed Jiang?" After hearing this, Shanhe immediately smiled awkwardly:

"Oh, it turns out that Emperor Yan's surname is Jiang? hehe, I, I seem to remember. By the way, then Emperor Yan shouldn't be alone, right? Is he also like those emperors abroad, how many lifetimes have he?" chatting and chatting, Shanhe gradually remembered some of the things he had learned in history class.

"Well, that's right! The old man is talking about the first generation of Emperor Yan, called Shennong. ”

"Shennong's?" Hearing this, Shanhe immediately began to think:

"I think I've heard of this somewhere...... Shennong's Clan, Shennongjia, Savage?"

Chatting with the mountains and rivers about ancient legends, Jiang Shibo really had a feeling of playing the piano with the cow, and after thinking about it, he simply said his name:

"Alas, forget it, the old man doesn't play dumb riddles with ignorant people like you. The old man's name is Jiang Nong! Jiang is the surname of Emperor Yan, and Nong is the character of Shennong. ”

"Oh, it's Uncle Jiang Nong! uh, that sounds like a name...... It's pretty ...... Special, huh. Shanhe laughed wryly.

It's the moon cake festival again, I wish you all a happy meal!

(End of chapter)