I just keep holding what I have in my hand and am so obsessed with wandering in the world of herbs that I don’t think much about the rest.
It seems that there are some things that, for a person, are a kind of inherent talent that attracts her. Even if she loses her memory, her preferences will not change. What she liked before will still be liked now.
Mother Tan watched Ah Mei return to the room angrily, with some helplessness in her eyes. She sighed and saw that Ah Zhi was not affected by their conversation just now, and was still obsessed with the movements in her hands, identifying and classifying herbs.
.
And she looked carefully, and found that there were no mistakes in the A'Zhi. She only explained it to her once, and the A'Zhi was able to distinguish the herbs so clearly, which surprised her greatly.
You must know that not everyone can have such an awareness of medicinal herbs. On this continent, only magicians can do it. Or to put it another way, only those who have such an awareness of medicinal herbs can be magicians.
Pharmacist.
Even if others want to do it, they are not able to do it.
Could it be that A Zhi was once a potion master before she lost her memory?
Tan Mu couldn't help but think about it, and when she looked at A Zhi's eyes, she made some more speculations.
"A Zhi, what do you think about this herbal medicine?" She thought, maybe she could teach A Zhi everything she knew? After all, neither A Luo nor A Mei inherited her recognition and affinity for herbal medicines.
a little.
"It's a very familiar feeling. Aunt Tan only needs to say it once. The properties of these herbs are almost as if they are engraved in my mind. They are all written in my mind."
Rong Xiyue told the truth and was holding a dried flower in her hand. The flower could also be used as medicine.
"Well, then Aunt Tan will teach you how to make potions. Do you want to learn?"
Tan Mu saw that Ah Zhi was indeed very interested in this herbal medicine. After thinking about it, she asked tentatively.
After all, learning how to make potions cannot be accomplished overnight. There are too many potion recipes to memorize, and the production process consumes too much mental energy. I don’t know if A Zhi is suitable for learning.
Back then, when she learned this potion, it was a coincidence, but it took so much effort and time from her. Now she feels a little heartbroken when she thinks that the formulas of these potions will be lost.
If this Ah Zhi can learn, that will be the best ending.
"Really! Good, good!"
Rong Xiyue's eyes lit up, she grasped the herbs in her hand tightly, and looked at Tanmu with joy in her eyes.
This kind of joy is also involuntary and comes from the heart, but I don’t know why, but I always feel that this feeling of joy is very familiar, as if I have experienced this kind of joy before.
Could it be that a long time ago, someone also said that he wanted to teach himself how to prepare medicine?
Rong Xiyue's mind was empty for a moment, but she still couldn't think of anything. What she did think of was still blank.
What happened to me and what I experienced was like a passing cloud, and really no trace of it was left behind.
"This magic potion is not as simple as you think. What Aunt Tan gave you before was just the boiled juice of ordinary herbs, not this magic potion."
Seeing that Rong Xiyue's expression was really happy, Tan Mu couldn't help but smile and add another sentence at the end.
Rong Xiyue nodded like a woodpecker. Now, she has no burden in her heart or any pursuits. She is undoubtedly the happiest when she can do what she wants to do and enjoys.
The day passed quickly. After dinner in the evening, Ah Mei ran to Rong Xiyue's room.
Rong Xiyue looked at Ah Mei with puzzled eyes. Her room was to her left. At this time, she should have gone back to her room to sleep, but she didn't come to her. What's going on?
"The Yicheng Flower Festival the day after tomorrow, Ah Zhi, do you really not want to go?"
Amei took Rong Xiyue's hand, pulled her to sit on the bed, and planned to start seducing A Zhi.
"You know, on the day of the Flower Festival, the entire Yicheng will be decorated with beautiful flowers. It is said that there are all kinds of flowers in all kinds of colors. There will also be various programs in the market square, and there will be
There were lanterns on both sides, and it is said that young men and women expressed their love for each other, and on that day, they made a private commitment for life."
Ah Mei said, her eyes full of yearning, she really wished that it was the Flower Festival now and she could go to that Flower Festival.
But when I turned around, I saw A Zhi's face with no big reaction. She didn't even have any curiosity or longing for anything she said, and she was instantly surprised.
"Azhi, are you not curious, surprised or yearning?"
Ah Mei raised her eyebrows and asked. She really couldn't imagine that a girl who had just come out of a remote and simple deserted village would not be curious about the flower festival. That was simply impossible. No matter who it was, even if it was a man.
, you should also be curious about the flower festival.
Maybe on that day, I will meet a man who can hold my hand and make a lifelong promise!
No matter what they are, the men in this Yicheng City must be much better than the people in the Wilderness Village, no matter in appearance or anything else.
Ah Mei has always been convinced of this.
Rong Xiyue was surprised when she heard what Ah Mei said, and then frowned and thought for a while, as if she was thinking deeply about why she was not surprised by what Ah Mei said.
After all, listening to what she described, it seems that one should be surprised and yearned for it.
She shook her head, "Not surprised."
The sweet voice did not contain any hesitation, but was very sure, without any feeling of surprise.
"how could be?"
Ah Mei looked at Ah Zhi up and down, touched her chin, and on her now delicate face, there was some guessing, "Is it possible that you saw many such scenes before you lost your memory, so there is no subconscious feeling in your bones?"
Those expectations and surprises?”
If you put it that way, it seems to be explainable.
"Maybe," Rong Xiyue shrugged. Before she recalled the past, the past things were like other people's lives to her. "If you really want to go, pester Aunt Tan. Aunt Tan
If your heart softens, you will definitely agree."
"It's impossible. Even though my mother has always been kind and kind, if she decides something, she won't change it. No reason is allowed, so..."
Ah Mei fell back on the bed, her voice deeply helpless.
Seeing her so depressed and sad, Rong Xiyue frowned.
"The Flower Festival seems to be held during the day and night, and it is more lively at night. It is held for seven days and seven nights in a row. At night, while Aunt Tan is resting, maybe..."