Chapter 58 The amount is bigger than 'Zuo's Spring and Autumn', absolutely enough
Chapter 58
Hearing Yang Qian speak so sincerely, even though the housekeeper, Uncle Song, was several decades older, he couldn't help but feel a little more happy about Yang Qian's humility and lack of anxiety.
"Young Master, that's too much. However, Young Master, your ability to calm down and nourish your energy in the face of important events is really similar to that of the old master. I am an old man who has seen a lot of things, so I only have a little bit of knowledge."
"If Qian does something inappropriate in the future, please ask Uncle Song to tell him and warn him."
"Haha, as long as you don't dislike the old man's arrogance, sir." Uncle Song, the housekeeper, was quite high-spirited at the moment, and he had followed and served three generations of the Yang family.
From the deceased master, to the current master, and then to the young master in front of me, in comparison, the current young master appears to be the most calm and cautious at the same age.
He was very mature in doing things and dealing with others. It seems that the desire of the past master Yang Guangshou to shine on the lintel of his family may have fallen on this son.
Yang Qian suddenly slapped his forehead and said to the butler, Uncle Song, who was lamenting his life.
"Uncle Song, do you know where I can buy chickens or ducks?"
Uncle Song, the housekeeper, replied without thinking. "For chickens, you can find them in the east and west cities of this county. For ducks, I'm afraid it will take some effort. After all, ducks like swampy land and cannot be raised in the north."
many."
"Besides, both chickens and ducks are very fragile. If you want to grow up, it is considered good if you can save five or six of them out of ten."
Yang Qian nodded. Purchasing duck seedlings from the south would definitely require a lot of effort. Moreover, they are too small and may easily fall apart due to acclimatization.
However, Yang Qian was not someone who would give up his ideas casually. After thinking about it for a while, he said to Uncle Song, the housekeeper.
"Then please ask Uncle Song to ask someone to see if you can buy some ducks. It is best to have both males and females. The more the better..."
"Don't worry, young master, I'll leave this matter to this old man." Uncle Song, the housekeeper, nodded. The swamps were empty anyway. The Yang family threw some chickens and ducks in the swamps, and they could still pick them up.
some eggs.
Yang Qian didn't have time to sort and appreciate the box of medical books sent by Zheng Yuanxun until the evening.
There is a complete version of "Emergency Prescriptions" that is often heard in later generations, and there are about three volumes of "Jin Gui Yu Han Yao Luo Prescriptions", all of which are incomplete fragments and were copied into books.
In addition to the above two sets of medical books that Yang Qian has a vague impression of, there are also ancient medical classics such as "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Mingtang Kong Point Acupuncture Treatment Essentials", "Acupuncture Jia B Jing", "Mai Jing", and "Yu Han Prescription".
Except for some classics that are marked as complete volumes, the rest are mostly fragments, or a certain volume is missing, or there are notes where a few lines are missing due to insect infestation.
There was a box full of medical works, but there were a lot of missing items, which made Yang Qian feel a little sad. The historical accumulation of thousands of years of Chinese civilization, whether it was culture, medicine, or even music.
They all have rich content and vigorous development, but the lack of written records is really heartbreaking. In addition, many ancients habitually cherished their wealth, which led to the fact that whenever wars and disasters struck, people would be
A large number of ancient classics will suffer huge losses.
Although Yang Qian did not study history or medicine, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw these copies of medical works and classics in front of him.
But there is nothing we can do. Since ancient times, no matter what kind of classics they are, the best way to preserve them is to copy them.
The more manuscripts are copied and the wider the spread, the greater the possibility of preservation. This is why there is almost no danger of missing Confucian classics.
Other cultural inheritances that are not widely spread often suffer from gaps.
Zhili on the side looked at Yang Qian sighing and sighing in front of the medical books. He did not dare to say anything. He just waited for Yang Qian to hand over the compiled books to him and carefully arranged them according to the titles.
While he was busy here, he heard a knock on the courtyard door. Before Yang Qian could speak, Zhili rushed out like a black lightning.
Not long after, Doctor Xu, who was worshiped by the Yang family, appeared at the door of the room.
"Mr. Xu, why are you here? What's the matter?" Yang Qian put the "Acupuncture A and B Jing" in his hand on the table and said with a smile.
"I have met the young master, and it is really a sin to bother him late at night. However, I have just heard the news, so..."
Doctor Xu smiled a little shyly, but the look in his eyes that fell on the box of medical books was green, comparable to that of a hungry wolf.
"Maybe Mr. Xu wants to borrow these medical books, that's no problem..."
"No, no, no, it's not borrowing, that..." Doctor Xu rubbed his hands and seemed a little embarrassed.
"I actually want to copy all these medical books so that I can study them carefully when I have free time. After all, these classics are too precious. They are treasures of the Zheng family in Xingyang..."
When Yang Qian saw Doctor Xu's eager look, he couldn't help but admire this dedicated doctor who lived and learned until he was old. This kind of learning motivation is more than that of a senior high school student.
"Since Mr. Xu, you think you need it, just take it and copy it, just..."
Before Yang Qian could finish speaking, neon lights began to flash in his consciousness, and the extremely vulgar colored fonts directly made Yang Qian's face turn black.
Task: Read Zheng Yuanxun and give away all the medical books. Task reward: a treasure box.
Yang Qian looked at the box full of books in front of him. There were thirty or fifty volumes of medical works here, which were larger than the "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals" and were absolutely full.
"Young Master... If you think it's not possible, then..." Doctor Xu saw the sudden change in Yang Qian's expression and couldn't help but wonder.
"Mr. Xu, don't get me wrong. I promised you and I won't regret it." Yang Qian forced a smile.
"It's just that I also want to read medical works during this period, even if I can't become a superb doctor like you, Mr. Xu, who can treat illnesses and save lives.
But it would also be good if I could learn more and dabble in some knowledge."
Doctor Xu looked at Yang Qian in front of him, then looked at the box full of medical books, and bowed deeply to Yang Qian with sincerity.
"Young master, don't be too humble. The prevention and treatment of typhoid fever alone is enough for you to be recorded in the annals of history."
"Today I finally understand why the young master is so knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Such a thirst for knowledge is far beyond what I can achieve."
Yang Qian just said, "Do you really think I am willing to be so curious about knowledge? I also want to wait for death, and I also want to be a second-generation rich official and a second-generation official."
But I don’t have the strength... cough, but the system doesn’t allow it.
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