Ye Congwen saw that the pig bean sprouts jumped 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 he 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 the pigeon sprouts sitting on the ground crying, but the nosebleed miraculously disappeared. I breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that my 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 in the bronze mirror. Apart from his flushed face and hot ears, there was nothing strange about him. He asked in confusion:
"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 table silently and tasted the soup carefully.
Mudouya remembered that she had just jumped over Ye Congwen's head with a slight jump in a hurry, as if she was suddenly as light as a swallow, even flying over walls and walls.
"What's going on? There must be something weird in that bowl of soup!
No wonder Brother Congwen said that he had made a fortune recently. Could it be that the unsightly stuff in the cupboard was some kind of precious medicinal material? "
Mudouya's two dark eyes rolled around a few times, and he immediately understood the trick. Pretending that nothing had happened, he walked to the dining table with a smile, pointed at the plate of cold beef with concern and enthusiasm and suggested:
"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. When Doudou Sprout saw three or two bowls of soup, he drank half of the soup. He immediately became anxious and took Ye Congwen's hand and begged:
"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 you, a beautiful young girl, fall into the hands of a bad guy like me, won't you suffer?"
"Haha, it's all a misunderstanding."
"You can think of it! 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 coins even if I search my pockets, but if it’s a picture——”
Ye Congwen glanced at the thin arms and legs. The two arms hanging on his arms were simply skin and bones. Recently, I helped others prepare braised beef. Didn’t you eat more? Besides, the supply of beef and offal has been constant these days. No matter how tired I am, I won’t lose weight like this. There must be 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 mentioned by the old patriarch, with spleen deficiency, stomach cold, and loss of appetite.
"Have you been having trouble sleeping and eating recently? Are you always 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."
Mudou Ya suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she said this. After all, she was a girl, so she still needed face. Unfortunately, she was blushing at the moment, and Ye Congwen couldn't tell the difference.
"You have spleen deficiency, stomach cold, and loss of qi and blood. Just drink more ginseng soup to replenish your vitality." Ye Congwen said casually, and the rationale 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 cautiously.
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, Mudouya was really startled.
"However, you don't need such good ginseng to treat your minor illness. Just buy some ginseng that has 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 coins."
Mudouya counted on his fingers for several minutes before asking with great reluctance:
"If I collect all my belongings, I can buy something that is twenty or twenty years old, but it has to be at the familiar price. Brother Congwen, you often go to town to buy things, so you must know many traders, right?"
"Do you want me to help you find an acquaintance to buy two or two ginseng to test the effect first?"
Mudou Ya nodded sheepishly. After all, he had just scolded Ye Congwen for being a bad guy. Even if he was served 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 beg him!
"You perform another move of jumping over my head, and I will help you find an acquaintance."
Sure enough! The retribution came so quickly! Mudou Ya's mouth flattened, and tears rolled down his face. He thought that he was sick and couldn't even get out two hundred copper coins. If he had known it, he wouldn't have been a hero. He would have bought whatever he wanted with that gold coin.
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 thought about it, the angrier I became. The angrier I became, the more I thought about it. I wished I could give myself a slap in the face. I would have kept that gold coin if I had known it. What kind of big-headed eagle?
Ye Congwen thought that Douya 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, pigeon peas holding back their breaths, sobbing and sobbing, shoulders shrugging, heartbreaking to hear.
"Don't cry, little bean sprout. I'm just teasing you. Don't take it seriously. We have a lot of ginseng in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range. 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 his 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? ?”
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 half a bowl of soup, and you could have jumped so high!"
Well, you can drink another bowl of soup to feel its medicinal effect, which will ensure that your illness is cured. "
"Are you kidding me? How can I be cured by a bowl of soup?"
"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 you have any questions, and shake your head if you don't have them. Do you understand?"
The two of them looked at each other, then Pudouya picked up the bowl and drank every drop. Then he closed his eyes and took in the changes around him. After about two or three minutes, Douzhao felt a fire spreading silently in his belly, slowly flowing to his limbs and bones. Then the blood seemed to be boiled, and the hot blood was like a sharp sword in his veins. Galloping and roaring.
"Are you feeling hot all over your body?
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 isn't extinguished, keep jumping!"
Ye Congwen saw that Douya slowly mastered the skills of balancing his body and jumped happily around the room. He had 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, Pigeon Sprout suddenly realized that he could not jump high or far. The worst part was that he had to jump hard to move. It was far less relaxed than the previous feeling of being lifted up and flying.
Slowly losing interest, Ye Congwen quickly ran back to the table to ask what was going on. Ye Congwen didn't bother to explain, and filled up a bowl of soup, indicating to her to continue drinking, and if she felt uncomfortable after drinking, she would continue to dance.
This was repeated three or four times, until all the soup in the stew pot was eaten up, and then the pigeon pea sprouts were allowed to sit at the table to rest. I thought in my mind that with such domineering and powerful energy as the two-color ginseng, even the blood could boil.
The parasites in the body are naturally unavoidable, 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 saw her asking about it, he told her the principles of his enlightenment, and she seemed to understand it but not at all. However, pigeon peas don't care whether they can fly over walls or not. The key is that they are satisfied if they can cure diseases and improve their physical condition.
"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."
There are ferocious beasts in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, giant snakes coil around the trees, and big birds can pierce people with one claw. Thinking about it makes me feel hairy. The pioneering bull almost killed him last time. What's more, following Ye Congwen himself couldn't help him at all. Instead, he was a burden.
After the two of them finished eating and drinking, the pigeon 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 nimble little girl, and suddenly thought, if the family had a little maid who worked, wouldn't it save a lot of time, which could be used 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...
