Just after Qin Feng hung up Karachev's phone and dialed Meng Yao's number, a surprising voice came from the other end of the phone. Meng Yao immediately guessed that the caller was Qin Feng, because from Qin Feng's phone number
After notifying her that the phone number had been handed over to someone else, Meng Yao never received a call from this number again.
"Yao Yao, it's me..."
Hearing Meng Yao's voice, Qin Feng's mood suddenly improved. The feeling of being loved and cared about by others was something Qin Feng had never experienced before. Qin Feng knew that no matter where he was, there was someone there.
Someone is waiting for him.
"Qin Feng, I miss you..." When Meng Yao said these words, her face couldn't help but blush. Although she and Qin Feng had confirmed their relationship, there was a spiritual communication between them.
, but his words are rarely so affectionate.
"I miss you too, Yaoyao, I will go back in a few days..." The emotion of longing filled Qin Feng's mind again and again, and he wished he could grow wings and fly back to his lover.
The two of them kept calling until the phone ran out of battery. Qin Feng returned to the house, glanced at Peng Hong and Umniko, and said angrily: "What are your expressions on both of you?"
"It's okay, I just miss you..."
Peng Hong burst out laughing. Although Qin Feng made the call more than ten meters away from the house, Peng Hong and Umniko's hearing ability was different from ordinary people, but they still understood what Qin Feng had just said.
Everything he said was heard.
Umnik was also trying hard to hold back his laughter. A teenage boy already knew a lot of things, but he didn't dare to laugh at Qin Feng as unscrupulously as Peng Hong did. After all, Qin Feng was also his master.
"Brother Hong, Aunt Katyusha is still single. How about... you go to Brazil to stay with her?"
How could an old man like Qin Feng be controlled by Peng Hong? Peng Hong coughed repeatedly after holding back just one sentence. He was really afraid that Qin Feng would do this, because Aunt Katyusha expressed several opinions to him along the way.
I don't mind that she is older than Peng Hong, but...but Peng Hong does mind that she is older than him.
"Qin Feng, this... this joke is not funny..." Peng Hong covered his mouth hard and finally stopped coughing. After he took his hand away, Peng Hong's palm was filled with bright red. This time it was red again.
Coughing up blood.
Qin Feng waved his hand and stopped joking with Peng Hong. He said, "Brother Hong, please stop talking. It is difficult to treat an injury to the lung meridian..."
Lung disease also had a name in ancient times, and that was tuberculosis, which is also called tuberculosis in modern times. It can be said that in ancient times, if you had tuberculosis, without anti-inflammatory drugs, you would basically die but not live. Even if
Even if he can be cured, he will still have a cough for the rest of his life.
"Qin Feng, it's okay. I have saved my life. If it can't be cured, then it can't be cured."
Peng Hong shook his head indifferently. In fact, his cough had become lighter in the past few days. However, the temperature dropped sharply during this period, and Peng Hong had to go to Baku Town to wait for Qin Feng every day. The extremely cold weather had a negative impact on him.
The condition is also very unfavorable.
"It's difficult to cure, but it doesn't mean it's impossible to cure. Nico, go get my backpack..." Peng Hong turned around and told Umnico, and said with a smile: "Brother Hong, you are lucky, this time I will enter
Although we didn’t collect ginseng in the mountains, we also found some traditional Chinese medicine that specifically treats the lung meridian..."
"Chinese medicine? Is this okay?"
Peng Hong looked at Qin Feng suspiciously. He used to be in very good health and had never even caught a cold a few times in his life. Except for being injured several times on the battlefield and staying in the hospital for a few days, he rarely went to the hospital at all.
, let alone Chinese medicine, he doesn’t even believe in Western medicine.
"If you don't believe it, forget it, just keep coughing..." Qin Feng replied angrily. To be honest, if he hadn't seen Peng Hong's lung meridian injury, Qin Feng would have been a little reluctant to take out the herbal medicine.
.
The name of the herb Qin Feng picked is Tinglizi. It is a rare herb. After being mixed and taken, it can strengthen the contraction of the heart and slow down the heart rate. It can also increase the output of blood and reduce the veins of the failing heart.
pressure.
In addition, Tinglizi is cold in nature, pungent and bitter in taste, and has the function of lowering Qi and moving water. It can also be used to treat lung congestion, wheezing, cough with phlegm, and swelling and distension.
The reason why Qin Feng values this medicine is not because it can treat lung meridian injuries, but because Tinglizi has miraculous effects on treating heart diseases.
In particular, the three plants Qin Feng picked are different from the outside world, which only have annual or biennial plants. Perhaps due to the unique geographical location of the valley, these three plants are all over a hundred years old.
Qin Feng didn't recognize what happened at first.
Different years have different medicinal effects. Qin Feng has seen the prescriptions prescribed by Qin Dongyuan, and he knows that the medicinal properties of four herbs are similar to those of Tinglizi, so if those four medicines are changed to Tinglizi,
Qin Feng believes that the efficacy of this Heavenly King's Heart-protecting Pill will be greatly enhanced.
If Qin Feng hadn't picked three garnet seeds, he would have definitely thought of other ways to heal Peng Hong and would never have taken out the garland seeds.
"Hey, don't bother me, Qin Feng, how can I not believe you? How can I not believe you?" Peng Hong knew that the ability he saw Qin Feng displayed might be just the tip of the iceberg of his true ability. He couldn't say no.
It can definitely cure your own illness.
"Just believe..."
Qin Feng opened his backpack and carefully took out a jade box from it. When he came to Russia this time, he only brought five jade boxes with him, three of which contained the medicinal material Talizi. It can be seen that Qin Feng's interest in it
Pay attention to.
"Nico, go find a clay pot..." Taking out the jade box, Qin Feng turned around and said to Umnik.
"Master, what is a clay pot?" Umnik asked with a puzzled look. If Qin Feng told him about porcelain, maybe Umnik would be able to understand it, but clay pots are too profound for him.
Already.
"Come on, you'd better rest."
Qin Feng shook his head and said to Peng Hong: "Brother Hong, do you know if there are pots for boiling medicine in Baku town? Iron is not good, that thing will lose the medicinal properties. It is best to use pottery, if it doesn't work.
, just find some porcelain..."
In fact, according to the alchemy techniques taught by Qin Dongyuan, the best tool for brewing elixirs is an alchemy furnace, but Qin Feng has never even seen an alchemy furnace, so in the absence of a casserole, he had to use porcelain.
"There must be no jars for boiling medicine here, but I can find porcelain." Peng Hong thought for a moment and said to Qin Feng: "Wait for me for a while, and I will be back in half an hour at most..."
Peng Hong came back faster than he said. Only more than twenty minutes later, he rushed into the temporarily renovated house with a cold air, holding a porcelain base in his hand.
"Qin Feng, is this thing okay? This is the only thing in the town..."
Peng Hong placed the base of what was obviously a large decorative porcelain bottle placed on the ground in front of Qin Feng and said: "This thing was from the Katyusha bar before. It was shattered by the shells, leaving only this little bit.
, do you think it’s suitable?”
"It's barely usable, but fortunately it's not all broken, otherwise it would definitely be unusable if there was only one tile left." Qin Feng took the base and took a look. The glaze left on the vase was very good, and it looked a bit like a vase.
Old objects.
"Huh? Made in the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty?" When Qin Feng saw the bottom price of the porcelain vase, his eyes couldn't help but stare, "Damn, this... this is too wasteful, isn't it? Such a precious thing, actually...
…It’s so broken?”
Qin Feng grabbed Peng Hong's lapel and said, "Hurry, go back quickly and find me all the remaining fragments..."
"Why... do you need fragments? Is this thing an antique?"
Peng Hong was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized it. He met a group of tomb robbers on the prairie last year. They said they were looking for Genghis Khan's tomb. At that time, Peng Honglei was very worried. Fortunately, he said this to himself.
Yes, if you meet a Mongolian, you might be quartered.
However, from those people's mouths, Peng Hong also knew what antiques were, but this industry was too far away from his life and circle, and he had forgotten it after hearing it.
"Of course it's an antique. I told you to go back and look for it quickly..."
Qin Feng urged Peng Hong and said: "Don't worry, this thing is broken. As long as you can put the pieces together, I will repair it for you. Brother Hong, you don't have to do anything for the rest of your life. Just lie in bed."
Wait at home for the servants to feed you and drink..."
Qin Feng did not deceive Peng Hong. The market prices of official kiln porcelain from the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong have soared in recent years. A pair of plum vases with good quality can be sold for several million, while Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong
Large vases were rarely seen in the three dynasties, so this large porcelain vase is definitely very precious. At least Qin Feng has not seen a few of them in the Palace Museum.
"Am I going to be paralyzed for the rest of my life or something? Do I need a servant to feed me?"
Peng Hong was dumbfounded by what Qin Feng said, but he was advised to have a good meal. No matter what Qin Feng said was true or false, Peng Hong was ready to go back again. Anyway, it was just a matter of running away. If he could really put it together and sell it for money, then
Isn't that a good thing?
"Uncle Peng Hong, don't go back. You won't be able to find him if you go back..."
Umnik, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, saw Peng Hong was about to leave, and quickly stopped him and said: "Uncle Peng Hong, I'm afraid you will not make this money. Aunt Katyusha."
The house was destroyed by the bombing. Later, everyone went inside to look for wine, and a lot of garbage was cleaned out from there. I'm afraid the pieces of the porcelain were thrown away as garbage..."
Umnik has been living in the town for these years. He went to Aunt Katyusha's bar because one of his friends once found a piece of moldy black bread in it and showed it off in front of them for a long time. (Unfinished)
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