Ye Congwen saw the pig bean sprouts leaping over three meters, and the height was already as high as his own. He thought that the efficacy of the two-color ginseng was still as terrifying as ever.
However, even nosebleeds spurted out, and I was worried that the pigeon sprouts were too weak, and if they couldn't bear the powerful effects of the medicine and the bleeding wouldn't stop, it would be the end.
I ran over in a panic and saw pigeon pea sitting on the ground crying, but the nosebleed miraculously disappeared. I breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the reaction was similar to the first time I drank it.
"The nose bleeding has stopped, stop crying.
How painful would it be to fall from a height of only two meters?"
Mudouya touched his nostrils and found that there was no blood on his hands. He ran to the side and took a look at the bronze mirror. Apart from his flushed face and hot ears, there was nothing unusual. He asked puzzledly:
"So I'm not dead. Is there really no poison in your soup?"
Ye Congwen was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy girl who was crying and laughing. His mind was full of random thoughts. He walked back to the dining table silently and tasted the soup carefully.
Mudou Ya remembered that she had jumped over Ye Congwen's head with a slight jump just now, as if she was suddenly as light as a swallow, even flying over the walls.
"What's going on? There must be something weird in that bowl of soup!
No wonder Brother Congwen said that he has made a fortune recently. Could it be that the unsightly stuff in the cupboard is some kind of precious medicinal material?"
Mudouya rolled his dark eyes a few times, and he immediately understood the trick. Pretending that nothing had happened, he walked to the dining table with a smile, pointing to the plate of cold beef with concern and enthusiasm.
road:
"Brother Congwen, you should also try this cold beef. I made it specially for you."
Ye Congwen seemed oblivious and continued to drink the soup, bowl after bowl, and soon the yam at the bottom of the pot was revealed. The pigeon pea sprouts drank half of the soup when they saw three or two bowls, and immediately became anxious and pulled Ye Congwen
Congwen begged with his hands:
"Brother Congwen, please don't eat so fast. At least leave some for me. A brother doesn't care for his sister at all."
Pigeon Sprout simply hugged Ye Congwen's right hand to prevent him from touching the bowl.
"I think I heard someone calling Ye Congwen just now? Besides, what if my soup is poisonous? If a beautiful young girl like me falls into the hands of a bad guy like me, won't you suffer?"
"Haha, it's all a misunderstanding."
"Thank you for being able to figure it out! Why should I poison you if you are fine? Is it for money or sex?
When it comes to money, I’m afraid there won’t be many copper coins even if I search my pockets. If it’s a picture——”
Ye Congwen glanced at his thin arms and legs. The two arms hanging on his arms were simply skin and bones. Recently, he helped others prepare braised beef, didn't he eat more? Besides, the supply of beef and offal has been constant these days, no matter how tired he is,
It's not like I'm so thin, it's probably because of something wrong with my body.
"Stop making trouble, I'm just teasing you. Sit on the stool and drink."
Ye Congwen carefully observed the face of the pigeon sprouts. The face of the melon seeds was slightly yellow, and the skin was dull and lackluster. It was very consistent with the ascariasis syndrome described by the old patriarch, with spleen deficiency, stomach cold, and loss of appetite.
"Have you been having trouble sleeping and eating lately, and have you been grinding your teeth while sleeping?"
"Hey, how did you know? My sister always thinks I can't sleep well because I grind my teeth. I've been sleeping alone these past few days."
When Mu Dou Ya said this, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, she was a girl, so she still needed face. Unfortunately, she was blushing at the moment, and Ye Congwen couldn't see anything strange about it.
"You have spleen deficiency, stomach cold, loss of qi and blood, and excessive
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Just drink some ginseng soup to replenish your vitality." Ye Congwen said casually, and the principle behind it was unclear to this confused girl.
"Ginseng? That's the king of tonics. I heard it's very valuable. I only have dozens of copper coins left in my entire fortune. I wonder how many taels I can buy?"
Brother Congwen, if I want to cure this disease, how much ginseng should I take?"
Mudouya sat on the stool and asked carefully.
Ye Congwen estimated that the pig bean sprouts had at most two hundred coins left last time, and teased him in a playful way:
"At least two pounds!"
"How much does this ginseng cost per pound?"
"Ginseng is valued by year. Ginseng that is over a hundred years old is worth at least one gold coin per pound."
Hearing this, Pigeon Sprout was really startled.
"However, you don't need such good ginseng to treat your minor illness. It's enough to buy some ginseng that has been grown for ten years. It costs about one hundred cents per tael. But this is the price for an acquaintance. If you are a stranger, you will at least have to pay for it.
One hundred and twenty articles."
Mudou Ya counted on his fingers for several minutes before asking with great reluctance:
"If I collect all my belongings, I can buy a bottle of 20-20 year old vintage, but it has to be acquaintance price. Brother Congwen, you often go to town to buy things, you must know many vendors, right?"
"Do you want me to help you find an acquaintance to buy two or two ginseng to test the effect first?"
Mudouya nodded sheepishly. After all, he had just scolded Ye Congwen for being a bad person. Even if he brought a bowl of beef, Ye Congwen would have to do somersaults before letting him eat it. Not two minutes later, the situation suddenly reversed.
It’s time for me to ask him for help!
"You perform another move of jumping over my head, and I will help you find an acquaintance."
Sure enough! The retribution in this world comes so quickly! Mudouya flattened her mouth and tears rolled down her face. Thinking that she was sick, she couldn't even get two hundred copper coins out of her. If she had known about it, she wouldn't have been a hero. She didn't want to take that gold coin.
Buy whatever you want.
This Ye Congwen is also a bad person and has no conscience. When he has difficulties, I always throw gold coins at him one by one. Now that I am sick, I ask him to find an acquaintance and refuse in every possible way.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. The angrier I get, the more I think about it. I wish I could give myself a slap in the face. If I had known, I would have kept that gold coin. What kind of big head is this?
Ye Congwen thought that Douzhao was acting for him, but he didn't even cry after waiting for a long time.
Looking back, I saw pear blossoms with rain in their eyes, tears in their eyes, and pigeon peas holding back their breaths, sobbing and sobbing, their fragrant shoulders shrugging, which made my heart break.
"Don't cry, little bean sprout. I'm really teasing you. Don't take it seriously. There are so many ginseng in our Baishou Mountains. Why do we need to spend money to buy it?
As long as you don’t cry, I’ll take care of all the work of going up the mountain to find ginseng. Tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll dig out two kilograms for you and bring it back, okay?”
Seeing that these words had no effect, Ye Congwen ran to the kitchen and took out the piece of ginseng, shook the tearful man lying on the dining table, placed it in front of the pigeon sprouts like a treasure, patted his chest and promised:
"This is the ginseng I dug up a few days ago. I have eaten it three times and there is still this piece. A pair of ginseng weighs at least five kilograms. You can eat this first. When I dig it next time, you can come to my house to get it, okay?
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Pigeon sprouts raised his head, wiped away the tears on his face, looked at the ginseng for a long time, and then cried with sobs:
"This is ginseng, you, you didn't fool me, did you?"
"Of course it's real ginseng, and it's better than century-old ginseng. It's the best ginseng. Otherwise, you just drank
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After eating half a bowl of soup, you can jump that high!
Let's do this, you can drink another bowl of soup to feel its medicinal effect, and I guarantee that your illness will be cured by the medicine."
"Are you kidding me? How can a bowl of soup cure the disease?"
"I'm not lying to you. You'll see the effect after you drink another bowl."
Ye Congwen scooped up a bowl full of soup and motioned for her to drink it all in one gulp.
"Don't talk for a while. When I ask questions, nod your head if there is a question, and shake your head if there is no question. Do you understand?"
The two looked at each other, and Mudaya picked up the bowl and drank every drop. Then he closed his eyes and carefully experienced the changes around him. After about two or three minutes, Mudaya felt a fire spreading quietly in his belly, slowly and slowly.
It slowly flowed to the limbs and bones, and then the blood seemed to be boiled, and the hot blood roared like a sharp sword in the blood vessels.
"Is your whole body feeling hot?
Does it look like a fire is burning?
Are your blood vessels about to burst?"
Every time Ye Congwen asked a question, the bean sprouts nodded, and the bulging blood vessels spread all the way. When the snow-white neck was covered, Ye Congwen shouted:
"Jump!"
A figure jumped over the dining table in an instant like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, three to four meters in one step, and the speed was dizzying.
"As long as the fire is not extinguished, keep jumping!"
Ye Congwen saw that Douya slowly mastered the skills of balancing his body and jumped happily around the room, having a great time. Every time he jumped, he quickly squandered the soaring energy. When the majestic energy
After finding a way to vent, the bulging blood vessels on my neck quietly receded.
After dancing for about seven or eight minutes, Doudou Ya suddenly realized that he could not jump high or far. The worst part was that he had to jump hard to move, which was far less relaxed than the previous feeling of being lifted up and flying.
Slowly losing interest, Ye Congwen quickly ran back to the dining table to ask what was going on. Ye Congwen didn't bother to explain, and filled a bowl full of soup, indicating to her to continue drinking, and if she felt uncomfortable after drinking, she could continue dancing.
I tried this three or four times until all the soup in the stew pot was eaten, and then I let the pigeon sprouts sit at the table to rest. I thought that with the domineering and powerful energy of the two-color ginseng, even the blood can boil.
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The parasites in the body are naturally inevitable, but to be on the safe side, let her eat more times to avoid anything slipping through the net.
"Brother Congwen, what is going on? Why do I suddenly feel like I can fly? Is it the effect of this ginseng?"
When Ye Congwen asked her about it, he explained the principles of his enlightenment to her. She seemed to understand something but not at all. However, the pigeon sprouts didn't care whether they could fly over the walls or not. The key was that they could cure diseases and improve their physical condition.
I'm already very satisfied.
"Leave the soup to me from now on. I promise to make you drink hot and fragrant ginseng chicken soup every day. You can just concentrate on digging ginseng."
In the Hundred Beasts Mountains, ferocious beasts roam freely, giant snakes coil around the trees, and a big bird can pierce a person with one claw. It makes my heart tremble just thinking about it. Even if I beat the pigeon sprouts to death, I wouldn’t want to go deep into the mountains. The pioneering cow almost killed me last time.
What's more, following Ye Congwen himself can't help him at all, but is a burden.
After the two of them finished eating and drinking, the pig bean sprouts rushed to wash the dishes, wipe the table, sweep and mop the floor as usual. Ye Congwen lay on the bamboo chair and looked at the little girl who moved quickly, and suddenly thought about it, if the family had a little girl who could work.
Wouldn't it save a lot of time to study burial scriptures or search for two-color ginseng?
I wonder if a serving of two-color ginseng can be exchanged for a maid...