Chen Xiucai readily accepted the two disciples and did not accept their training.
Qin Sang would not get entangled in such a trivial matter, so he thanked him and asked Xiao Wu and Yu Lang to come forward and become their disciples.
"Mingyan, go get two sets of four treasures for the study."
Chen Xiucai gave an order.
The book boy took the order and hurried down the mountain.
The apprenticeship ceremony takes place in the Taoist temple.
Chen Xiucai had a high prestige in the eyes of the villagers, and no one felt impatient even if he was delayed in seeing a doctor. They rushed into the Taoist temple and watched the two little Taoist boys complete the apprenticeship ceremony as if they were surprised.
When the scholar came back out of breath, he brought the Four Treasures of the Study and several scriptures. After Chen Xiucai tested their knowledge and passed it to them personally, he recognized the two disciples.
Xiaowu naturally wants to enter elementary school.
Yulang had studied before, but the scriptures and meanings he learned in the two places were slightly different, so Chen Xiucai asked Yulang to stay in Mongolian School for a while first.
Qin Sang also had this intention, and temporarily let Yulang and Xiaowu stay together until Xiaowu adapted to the school environment before they separated.
After agreeing on an auspicious day for admission, Chen Xiucai and his wife went down the mountain, while Qin Sang continued to treat patients.
After a lot of busy work, it was almost noon.
The Taoist temple was still overcrowded.
Yulang was in and out, so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor. He finally found some free time, sat next to Qin Sang, helped his senior sister make medicine, and said worriedly: "Master, we are gone, what will you do alone? Senior Taiyi, what are you doing?" Time to leave seclusion?"
Luohou sleeps every day, and Suzaku is unreliable. Only Taiyi can help.
Xiao Wu also looked worried.
"Are you still worried about Master?"
Qin Sang laughed. These two apprentices were more involved in the drama than he was. "It's just the first few days. There won't be too many people in the future."
On the first day, it wasn't until the moon turned dim that Qin Sang saw the last patient and closed the door of the Taoist temple.
Under the bright lights.
Qin Sang was counting the copper coins and account books, while Yu Lang was soaking in the vat, describing to Xiao Wu his various experiences in the school, and he was very happy and dancing with his words.
Just as Qin Sang expected, on the fourth day, almost all the patients in Qipai Village had been treated, and all the spectators were tired of it. It was not as overcrowded as before.
However, the news that a Taoist priest came to Qipai Village has gradually spread.
This morning.
Facing the morning light on the horizon, a little Taoist boy slowly opened the door of the Taoist temple and saw several people waiting outside the Taoist temple.
The autumn dew is cold and heavy.
There were still people wearing patched singlets and shivering.
"Come in, it's warm inside."
Yulang greeted him skillfully, a fire was lit in the main hall, and the Taoist temple was filled with firewood, all of which were enthusiastically sent by the villagers.
The road up the mountain was repaired a few days ago, and the village chief also invited a gong and drum team to play all morning.
Xiaowu and Yulang each used a broom to clean the inside and outside of the Taoist temple. This was their daily homework. People who came to the mountain to see a doctor also helped out.
When they finished their work, Qin Sang just emerged from the ground.
"Master!"
Yu Lang and Xiao Wu ran up to Qin Sang hand in hand and saluted, the smiles on their faces almost unbearable.
Today is the day they go down to school.
"Can't wait to see what this is?"
Qin Sang looked at the two apprentices with a smile and took out his hands from behind his back. In his hands were two exquisite small book boxes.
The bookcase is not big, and it is more than enough to hold Mengsheng's utensils.
"Wow! Thank you Master!"
When Yulang saw the book box, he couldn't move his eyes away. He couldn't put it down after taking it, and couldn't bear to carry it on his back. Tears filled his eyes.
When I was studying in the past, few people in the entire school had book boxes, and most of them used book bags.
He had a bookcase, which attracted the envy of many classmates, but he envied those classmates instead.
Because the schoolbags of his classmates were sewn stitch by stitch by their parents, and he could only make the book boxes himself.
This bookcase is made of firewood from Taoist temples. It is not a magic weapon. Practitioners can easily make countless of them, but this is made by Master.
Xiao Wu held the book box in his hand, and was much more careful than he was with other things. He did not say thank you, but he touched the book box in his hand, and there was something in his expression that was not there before.
Qin Sang patted their heads and said softly: "The time is coming, let's go down the mountain."
Yulang and Xiaowu looked at each other, put their book boxes on their backs, and walked down the mountain side by side.
Qin Sang walked out of the Taoist temple and stood on the edge of the stone cliff, watching the two small figures, one tall and one short, drifting away, feeling an indescribable feeling.
I have never had this feeling before when I took on several disciples.
"Maybe it's because they were adults when they started. Is this what it's like to raise children?"
Qin Sang laughed to himself.
In the east, the rising sun finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and a golden ray of light shone on Qin Sang's face, making the shadow grow very long.
Qin Sang raised his head and looked at the stars gradually fading in the sky.
If one day, I really get my wish, ascend to immortality, and be carefree from now on, what kind of life will it be like?
Will it be like now, returning to nature and being ordinary?
"This kind of day...is quite good."
Qin Sang murmured.
Not only did he not let the peaceful time weaken his will, but instead aroused greater fighting spirit.
"Oh oh oh..."
There was a faint rooster crow from the bottom of the mountain, and someone came again on the mountain road.
Qin Sang turned around and returned to the main hall.
There is an endless stream of people coming to see the doctor.
The reputation of Qin Sang, the miracle doctor, spread, and fame is also a kind of prestige.
Even if Yu Lang is not around, he can still line up spontaneously. Anyone who breaks the rules will not only be condemned by everyone, but also worry about angering the miracle doctor and not treating him.
Therefore, Qin Sang can be organized on his own.
Diagnosing and treating mortals requires only a small amount of mental energy. Most of Qin Sang's mind was wandering outside, thinking about the main altar and Taiyi.
"Master Miracle Doctor, please help me take a look. My chest has been feeling tight..."
The last patient left with a lot of thanks, and the next patient immediately came forward and sat in front of Qin Sang.
This man looks to be about forty years old, has a rich appearance, his clothes are not luxurious, and he does not look like a poor person.
He covered his chest with his right hand and quickly described his condition, pretending to be in pain.
Qin Sang put down the pen and looked up at him, "You are not from three villages down the mountain."
Going north from Qipai Village, there are two other villages called Beishan Village and Canghe Village. They are located deep in the mountains and cannot compare with Qipai Village in all aspects.
The rich man was stunned for a moment, "No! No! I'm from the town. Have you seen me before?"
"The accent is different," Qin Sang said.
"I can hear that, you are indeed a miracle doctor!"
Unlike some places where the pronunciation is different for ten miles, the accents of the people nearby all have the same accent, and the locals cannot tell the difference.
The rich man was immediately convinced and stretched out his arm, "Please help me take a look..."
This chapter has been completed!