Although the two of them were surprised that Li Jie could see the condition, they were just surprised. After all, in their eyes, Li Jie was just a young man under the age of twenty. What would happen even if he could see it.
Li Jie smiled slightly, not feeling annoyed at being slighted. He would be the same in a different place.
"Grandma Lian, it's like this. I read an ancient book a few years ago and wrote down a prescription in it, which may be able to alleviate your pain a little."
Both of them were smart people, and they understood the meaning of Li Jie's words as soon as they heard it. They only said 'relieve the pain', which showed that Li Jie knew what kind of disease the old man had and did not boast about it.
As for the authenticity of the prescription, the old man no longer cares. Her family knows her family affairs, and she knows that she doesn't have many days to live. All she wants now is to live a more relaxed life.
In addition, leave some money to future generations and live a better life.
The reason why the old man sold the antiques was not because she didn't know the value of these things. In fact, she knew very well that in ten or twenty years, these things would definitely appreciate in value, and it would not be a problem to double the value.
But in the future, we still have to live in the present life. These things can neither be eaten nor used, and people cannot survive, so how can they care about these things.
Of course, the old man still left a few things behind, for no other reason than to keep them in mind.
The old man smiled and nodded, and said slowly: "Then...cough...cough...thank you very much. There is paper and pen in the room inside. Cough...cough...Xiao Hou, go and get it."
Shapohou glanced at Li Jie and motioned for him to go in with him to get something.
As soon as he walked into the back room, he couldn't wait to yell in a low voice.
"What are you causing trouble for? You dare to give people medicine randomly after reading a few medical books?"
Li Jie glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "Just put your heart in your stomach. If I'm not sure, do I dare to prescribe medicine randomly? If it gets bad, you're not just a decoration, so you can't come to me." Settling accounts?"
Bao Pohou nodded thoughtfully. Although they had not known each other for a long time, he knew in his heart that Li Jie was definitely not the kind of person who always talks about things.
However, he was still a little uneasy. After all, Li Jie's age was too deceptive, so he immediately gave a pretentious 'warning'.
"It's best to be fine. If there is a problem, I will never forgive you!"
"Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."
Li Jie replied without changing his expression, and immediately became a little curious as to what the relationship between this old man and Po Pohou was. During the conversation just now, Po Pohou's respect and concern were not fake.
'Is it related to his father? '
Although Li Jie was a little curious about the relationship between the two, he had no intention of opening his mouth.
Since the other party didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask. Just like he didn't tell who his master was, Po Pohou would never ask more questions. Whenever this topic came up, Po Pohou would skip it very wisely.
The furnishings of the back room are similar to those of the outer room. They are very empty. In addition to the necessary furniture such as a bed, a wardrobe, and cabinets, there is also a set of tables and chairs.
At first, Li Jie didn't pay much attention, but after walking a little closer, he showed a look of surprise and turned around to ask.
"Yellow?"
The "yellow" in Li Jie's mouth refers to the material of the desk, which is huanghuali. Together with rosewood, chicken wing wood and iron wood, it is also known as the four famous woods in ancient times.
"Um."
The old man snorted softly. He was also coveting this table, but the old man planned to leave this table to future generations as a souvenir and had no intention of selling it.
The table is about two meters long and about 90 centimeters high. The width is almost the same as the height. It has an exquisite structure. There are eight drawers on the front and a wooden footrest under the table.
This is a typical huanghuali desk. The desk in the study room of ancient people is different from the painting desk. They have both similarities and differences.
Both are very long, but ancient people mostly painted while standing, because traditional paintings are usually larger in length, and standing helps to get an overview of the whole picture.
Therefore, the lower half of the painting table has only four legs, which is conducive to ancient people's walking.
This is not the case with desks. Generally speaking, most people read while sitting, and there is a need for storage. Therefore, desks usually have a number of drawers under the tabletop, with the number of drawers usually being six or eight.
There was a matching pen holder, paper, and inkstone on the table, but for convenience, Li Jie chose to use ink directly. Anyway, it was just a prescription, not anything else, so just write casually.
Pulling out a piece of paper, the tip of the pen was dipped in ink, swish, swish, and after a while, a beautiful pavilion body appeared on the paper.
"Oh, I didn't expect your calligraphy to be quite good." Bao Pohou's eyes lit up. He praised it first, and then shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity. You are so skilled in craftsmanship that in ancient times you could only be a copyist." Carpenter."
Li Jie smiled nonchalantly. Guange style originated in the Ming Dynasty. Its characteristics are that the fonts are square, smooth, and black. The size and spacing of the characters are strict, and the characters are written like woodblock printing.
Guange style is a common style in imperial examinations. When selecting scholars in the Ming Dynasty, regular script was used to answer questions in order to ensure neatness. People who are not good at writing may fail even if they are full of knowledge.
During the Ming Dynasty, Li Jie practiced hard for a while in order to take the imperial examination.
Although the pavilion style looks pleasing to the eye, it greatly limits personal creativity.
Precisely because of this, Li Jie chose Guange style, because Guange style was the worst font he could write in, and he was afraid that using other fonts would frighten Broken Hour.
"Okay, take it to Sister Lian. I've written down all the precautions."
Bao Baohou smiled and picked up the paper on the table. Although he was 'mocking' that Li Jie could only be a copywriter, he felt a little more confident in his heart.
Although Guange style has greatly stifled personal artistic creativity, it is not so easy to write well, especially now. The writing brush can only be regarded as a personal hobby and is not within the scope of daily writing. Most people nowadays write They all use pencils, ballpoint pens, or fountain pens.
Since Li Jie can write such beautiful calligraphy, he must have spent some effort. Most of the ancient books the other party mentioned are true and not just made up.
However, Bao Po was still cautious. After all, this was medicine and could not be taken indiscriminately. Instead of giving the prescription directly to the old man, he planned to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine himself and ask the doctor whether the prescription was right for the patient's symptoms.
After walking out of the old man's house, Li Jie separated from Shashahou. Later he made an appointment with a junk bike seller. This bike was said to be scrap, but in fact it was quite complete. The main body of the bike was still usable, but it was a little bit old. In addition, the steel rim of the rear wheel and the chain on the car were broken.
In fact, as long as you go to a car repair shop to repair it, it can barely be used, but people don't lack those things, don't want to repair it, and are too lazy to go out to buy it, so Li Jie happened to take advantage of it.
