"Are there any grapes?"
Hua Yi was not polite to Ning Wu.
After Ning Wuyang ordered his servants to go to the kitchen to prepare a grape-flavored ice drink, he smiled with satisfaction, which made Ning Wuyang say something bad in his heart.
"Ning Shixian, thank you for your hospitality. It's just that you are not easy to drink ice because of your injuries. Please give it up during the dog days of summer this year."
Hua Yi looked like he had his best interests at heart, but that ungrateful smile made it hard not to make people suspect that the doctor's instructions had other selfish motives.
"..."
Sure enough, there are such mature masters who cannot play tricks.
Ning Wuhuang decided to take the sincere route.
"Does Master Hua need help?"
"If necessary, let this black boy help me build a stove and bring an earthen pot. I want to fry some tobacco here."
As Hua Yi spoke, he put a freshly cut leaf of Nicotiana tabacum into his mouth, smacked his lips and tasted the taste, then coughed several times.
Ning Wuyang looked at Hua Yi in astonishment, who was eating grass as he asked. He quickly jumped off the chair, ran to the kitchen, picked up a pot of Liangbai and ran back.
When he came back, he saw that Hua Yi was already lying next to the pool, scooping water into his mouth with his hands, looking completely regardless of his identity and manners, which made him not hesitate to delve into this kind of drug in order to test the properties of the medicine. I am in awe of his spirit.
but.
"Master Hua, it is healthier to drink boiled water."
Although the water in this era is not polluted by various technologies and ruthless activities, the interconnected underground rivers, some of which are also connected to the main streams where people dump their feces and urine, are full of bacteria.
Hua Yi, who had just swallowed two large mouthfuls of saliva, looked at Ning Wuyan who reminded him seriously. He knew that the other party was not lying. In addition, he knew that the predecessor of the popular perfume shop in Jinling was Ping'an Medical Center, and that Ning San Madam's medical skills are highly praised by the local people.
He couldn't help but wonder: "Drinking boiled water is healthier. Is there anything special about it?"
Hua Yi's shameless questioning made the smile on Ning Wuhuang's face deepen.
He likes this kind of curious and fastidious person the most.
"There is indeed something special about this...but this is a secret recipe passed down from family, so it is not convenient to share it with outsiders."
Ning Wuyang paused deliberately.
"It's both inconvenient..."
Before Hua Yi could answer, he continued as if he was slapping himself: "But if Master Hua asks you sincerely, I will tell you everything I know. In fact, the truth is very simple."
Ning Wuyan paused again deliberately.
After confirming that Hua Yi didn't interrupt anymore and gave up on getting the answer, he didn't challenge Hua Yi's patience anymore and immediately added.
"Boiling water is very hot and can kill many small creatures, such as insects, and even some insect eggs that are so small that they are invisible to the naked eye. After boiling water kills them, even if they are allowed to cool, their bodies are harmful to our bodies. No more threat."
"No matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, there are many insect eggs in well water or spring water. Some people have good health and are not afraid of diarrhea after drinking it, but some people are weak from birth or illness. I think drinking boiled water can at least prevent them. Infested by those insects or invisible bugs."
This was the first time Hua Yi heard such a statement.
He couldn't help but ask himself, is this a simple explanation?
It's really simple. Even people who don't know medical skills can understand its meaning after hearing it.
But you said it was simple.
Without careful observation of life and diagnosis and treatment of patients who have been injured by insect eggs many times, such a pattern cannot be concluded.
"Did your mother tell you this?"
Hua Yi finally became interested in the Jinling Poet Immortal in front of him.
Ning Wuyan smiled and nodded: "But it was not what my mother discovered, but what she read from a lost medical book and told me personally..."
An old story repeated.
When I learned about the medical book in Huayi, it was destroyed during the third move of Ning Mansion, and I couldn't help but feel sad.
What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources!
But this can’t be blamed on Mrs. Ning San, time is also fate.
It can only be said that Daxing has failed loyal and brave generals like Ning Feng, and the national destiny will also fail Daxing.
"Drinking boiled water should be publicized. What do you think, Ning Shixian?"
"OK."
Ning Wuyang never thought about hiding anything.
But he also felt that, based on the current situation of Daxing, there was some significance in announcing it or not, but not much.
Those who have the ability and leisure time to drink hot water are the rich, but the poor are thirsty, but they will bite the bullet and taste it regardless of whether it is hot or cold water, even sewage, as long as it can quench their thirst.
Just letting people know this truth can be regarded as broadening their horizons.
Hua Yi sincerely admired Ning Wuchang's idea of taking the lost secret recipe as his own and passing it on to future generations of the Ning family to dominate.
Thinking of this, his mind moved, and he pulled up another chair and sat next to Ning Wuyan.
"Ning Shixian, I don't want to owe anyone any favors. Since you told me a secret recipe, how about you give me a secret recipe or a skill in exchange?"
Hua Yi definitely didn't want to accept Ning Wuchang as his disciple, so he said this.
Judging from his appearance, this young man was contrary to the development of reality. He absolutely did not dare to accept him as his disciple.
But Ning Wuhuang was so sincere that he took the tobacco for free for research and even found out the secret recipe for boiling water.
The key is.
In case Ning Wuhao has another secret recipe that he hasn't revealed yet, as everyone comes and goes, he can also make a good start by "exchanging recipes" so that everyone can get what they need.
Ning Wuyang knew that Hua Yi was a fastidious person.
I didn’t expect Huayi to be so particular.
A little common sense about boiling water can be used to acquire a skill, and he can earn a lot of money.
"Master Hua, I'm not interested in the secret recipe."
The advanced secret recipes that Ning Wuhuang had that had not been released yet were enough to support the Ning family for eighteen generations.
There is no need to borrow the wisdom of others.
Anyway, as long as a big boss like Hua Yi finds an apprentice, those secret recipes will not be lost.
What he was interested in were Hua Yi's other abilities.
"When I first met the master, I felt that he had an immortal demeanor and had the feeling of a hidden master. He could walk lightly through the mire with his feet..."
"Don't flatter me. I'm really good at Qinggong, but I won't just step into the mud."
Hua Yi's speech was as choked as the pie painted by some bosses.
Ning Wuyang gave up on the detour and gently raised his injured left arm. "Is there any martial arts that can be practiced when the arm is injured? I want to take the martial arts test. I originally planned to sharpen my gun before the battle. If I don't do it, I will lose it. But after a month of injury, I can't do it anymore." If I play again, I think I will continue the joke of shooting through the drum."
Master Hua, you don’t want someone as particular as me to become a laughing stock for protecting Daxing’s additional taxes, right?
Ning Wuyou's eyes were filled with hope.
Whether poor in literature or rich in martial arts, books or exercises, they were the primary means of production in ancient times. Just like patents protected by intellectual property rights, most of them were passed down from generation to generation and refused to be leaked.
The Ning family's Kung Fu is powerful, and its main focus is to kill more enemies with a large opening and a large closing.
Not to mention that Ning Wuyan was not suitable for being injured at this time. Even when he was not injured, he could only practice boxing and kicking. He could swing the lightest spear weighing nearly 20 kilograms for half an hour at most until he was shaking like a butterfly. Same as wings.
He knew that his physical ability could not keep up, so he might as well learn some skills in kung fu, just like the archery skills taught to him by his third brother. Some shortcuts only needed to be taught by someone with first-hand knowledge, and he could gain a lot.
What worries him right now is that Hua Yi refuses to teach him such skills.
After all, teaching him is equivalent to teaching the Ning family.
It is appropriate to have concerns.
