Wei Cheng was also surprised. He didn't expect to meet anyone in this deep mountain and old forest.
When he only saw the child at first, he was a little unsure. He couldn't be transformed into a mountain spirit or a ghost, right?
Otherwise, how could an eight or nine-year-old child wander alone in the mountains?
This is so scary, even more terrifying than seeing tigers and giant bears. This is probably not a fantasy world.
Then, seeing the old man following him, as well as the familiar basket and medicine hoe, Wei Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sincerely invited the children to eat together.
A pot of instant noodles has been cooked, and two wild duck eggs have been fried upside down with the lid. They are fragrant.
Wei Cheng didn't care much about food like instant noodles. Seeing the child drooling while staring at the instant noodles, he simply filled a bowl of noodles and put it on the stone aside, and said what he just said.
Aning's big eyes were rolling. When she turned around and saw her grandfather following him, she felt a little more at ease. She thought he was a hunter from a nearby village. In the past, when she met those hunters, she would come over and have a feast.
I didn't want to run over today and find out that he was a stranger, and...he looked like a noble man from the looks of his clothes, and his skin was so white, even whiter than a little girl like me. He looked like he was from a wealthy family. This made her feel a little scared.
Wei Cheng put his face in front of Aning, smiled and nodded towards the approaching old man.
The old man was startled at first, mainly because he was frightened by Wei Cheng's clothes.
He could tell at a glance that the clothes Wei Cheng was wearing were the exclusive burial clothes of a famous family!
If it weren't for the shadow under Wei Cheng's feet, his steady posture, and his kind smile, he almost thought he had encountered a ghost.
Looking at some sorted herbs placed at Wei Cheng's feet, the old man was surprised and asked: "My little friend... went up the mountain to collect herbs?"
Wei Cheng couldn't quite understand his dialect, but saw him pointing at the herbs on the ground and the basket on the old man's back, and he probably guessed something. So, he smiled and said: "What a coincidence, the old gentleman is also of the same mind."
The old man put down his backpack, waved his hand and said, "Sir, I don't dare to take it. If my little friend doesn't mind, just call me Lao Zhangtou or Zhong Jing." As he said this, he looked at his little granddaughter and saw her staring at the bowl of sesame seeds in front of her. He couldn't move the food with the rich aroma, so he shouted: "An Ning, don't be rude, why don't you return the food?"
What the old man didn't know was that as soon as he finished speaking, Wei Cheng, who was frying duck eggs for the little girl, was stunned.
Zhang, Zhongjing?
Wei Teng never knew what dynasty he had traveled to. He looked up at the old man, then at his medicine hoe and basket, and asked in disbelief: "Is the old man Zhang Ji, Zhang Zhongjing?"
The old man didn't seem to take it seriously, or maybe he was used to being recognized. He smiled and bowed his hands, "I'm really an old man."
Although it was still in dialect, Wei Cheng heard clearly this time, and the old man admitted that he was Zhang Zhongjing.
So, that means that the dynasty I am living in now should be the late Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period?
As a top student who graduated from the Traditional Chinese Medicine and Pharmacy major, Wei Cheng was very familiar with this ancestor who was famous all over the world.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, three outstanding medical scientists were born in my country, known as the "Three Miracle Doctors of Jian'an" in history.
Among them, Zhang Zhongjing wrote "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" and "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber", with rigorous theories and methods. He was hailed as the "Sage of Medicine" by later generations and the first of the three miracle doctors in Jian'an.
He also created many dosage forms and recorded a large number of effective prescriptions. The treatment principles of syndrome differentiation based on the six meridians established by him have been highly praised by medical scientists of all ages.
This is the first medical monograph in my country that establishes the principles of syndrome differentiation and treatment from theory to practice. It is one of the most influential works in the history of Chinese medicine. It is an essential classic work for later scholars to study traditional Chinese medicine. It is widely valued by medical students and clinicians.
Even if you are a novice in Chinese medicine, you have at least heard of the name "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases".
"Eat, don't be polite to me."
Wei Teng enthusiastically filled another bowl of instant noodles. This time he put his hands directly into Zhang Zhongjing's hands and said, "Don't be polite to me. Seriously, you are still my first teacher."
Zhang Zhongjing looked confused and looked at the stainless steel bowls and chopsticks in his hands, feeling a little at a loss for a moment. The most important thing was Wei Cheng's enthusiasm, which was almost overflowing, which made him a little flattered.
You know, the status of doctors in this era is not as high as that of carpenters, let alone knowing any princes from famous families.
Even though Wei Cheng was wearing funeral clothes, Zhang Zhongjing did not dare to be so arrogant as to think that Wei Cheng was really influenced by him to start studying medicine.
"My little friend, you're too polite. I'll eat it. That's all I'll eat."
Zhang Zhongjing was afraid. He was afraid that if he pushed the envelope again, the other party would start feeding him directly.
However, don’t tell me, the noodle soup cooked by this eccentric young man is really delicious.
There were no long noodles in this era. What everyone ate was noodle soup, which is also known as soup cakes and steamed buns. In addition, rice was eaten. Unlike modern rice, the rice in this period was said to be a miscellaneous grain. A little more accurate. Common ones include millet, millet, wheat, rice, hemp, bean sprouts, sorghum, buckwheat, highland barley, etc.
The instant noodles cooked by Wei Cheng are wheat products. The soup base seasoning packet is braised beef flavor. It tastes rich with the aroma of soy sauce. When paired with poached eggs fried in peanut oil, it is not too tempting.
Wei Cheng originally prepared ham sausage, but because of packaging issues, he did not dare to take it out.
As for the packaging bag of instant noodles, he had already thrown it into the fire and burned it.
After eating a bowl of instant noodles, the grandfather and grandson burped at the same time. Their reactions were exactly the same, and the scene was a bit funny.
The little girl Aning licked her lips. She still had some unfinished thoughts, but she was already very full. She began to regret that she had just eaten half a bun, otherwise she felt that she could have eaten another bowl, no, even a bowl of soup. Okay.
Zhang Zhongjing, on the other hand, behaved very appropriately. He placed the bowls and chopsticks neatly on the stone aside, stood up and saluted Wei Cheng, said thank you, and then sat back down.
I saw him taking out the herbs from the basket on his back and sorting them while digesting them.
After Wei Cheng casually ate a small bowl of noodles, he looked at him curiously. When he saw some herbs in his hand, he asked curiously: "Teacher, are you preparing Pulsatilla soup?"
Zhang Zhongjing's expression changed, he looked up at Wei Cheng in confusion, frowned and said, "What is Pulsatilla Soup?"
Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, pointed at the herbs in his hand, and sang the formula: "Pulsatilla chinensis cures heat and poisonous dysentery, Coptis chinensis and Coptis chinensis combined with Qinpi, clear away heat, detoxify and cool the blood, red and white are less pus and blood."
Zhang Zhongjing opened his mouth and kept repeating the chants sung by Wei Cheng in his mind. After a while, he stood up and said happily: "Yes, yes, why did I forget Qin Pi? This medicine also works." It has the effect of astringent and stopping dysentery."
An Ning, who was licking his chopsticks next to him, also said happily: "Aweng, can Brother Hao and the others be saved?"
Zhang Zhongjing felt like he was seeing the bright moon through the clouds. He bowed to Wei Cheng again and said excitedly: "My dear friend, I will never forget the grace of saving my life. I would like to express my gratitude to the more than 300 people in Haojia Village."
