"Qiuci Kingdom's water source has decreased in recent years, and it has been polluted by Beidi's war horses. Thousands of people die from dysentery every year. If there is a special medicine that can treat dysentery in Daxing, no matter what we are asked to give in exchange, the king should consider it. .”
He had to follow up and see what the special medicine was.
In Ning Wuyan's impression, weeds like Artemisia annua could be seen everywhere in the previous life, and their local name was Artemisia annua.
At first, it was because they looked like fennel, and because he was too young, he bit into them, which made his mouth full of stinking odor and made him cough for a long time. His friends in the same village also laughed at him because he stinked like shit.
As a result, in the fields near Zhangjiazhuang, even after walking two miles, I didn't see a single one.
"Mr. Ning, are you coming out to play?"
An old man carrying a basket full of rice ears passed by and handed over a stick that was two fingers thick and as long as eyebrows.
"Recently during the rice harvest, there were a lot of voles and cauliflower snakes in the fields. I used this stick to hit a dozen haystacks while walking."
The words just fell.
A long blue-white snake chased two voles that were fleeing left and right, and sprang out from the grass nearby.
I go!
Ning Wuyang was startled, and quickly took the stick and thanked his father-in-law. Just as he was about to hand it to Hua Yi, he saw him pouting his butt and bending his waist, and his whole face was about to be pressed against those who had never appeared in medicine books. on the weeds, carefully identifying their scents and characteristics.
As a doctor, he has a different ability to identify herbs than ordinary people.
However, many wild vegetables actually have certain effects in treating diseases. In order to prevent Hua Yi from misunderstanding, he could only tell the truth about the use of artemisinin to treat dysentery.
"Master Hua, the medicinal material we are looking for is Artemisia annua. It is an annual herbaceous plant with a strange smell... It should have a fragrance if it is not crushed. It looks like needles like fennel, but the leaves are It’s bigger and not as dense.”
After Ning Wushu's description, Hua Yi decisively gave up on the unknown water plants in front of him and looked around.
As far as the eye can see.
There is no medicinal material like what Ning Wuchang said.
"Can Artemisia annua really cure dysentery?"
Huayi confirmed again and again.
Ning Wuyang nodded very firmly.
In his mind, this was a holy medicine for treating dysentery, and it was passed down from ancient Chinese medicine. He had forgotten which dynasty it was passed down from, but it was not like tobacco, and he couldn't tell whether it had its origin or was a imported product. The thing is local medicinal materials.
When he was working on an advertising plan for a pharmaceutical factory, he heard a theory from a pharmaceutical engineer.
The soil and water support a person, and the medicinal materials cure a disease.
Chinese medicine is always the most suitable for the Chinese people's constitution. Diseases caused by eating the grains of this land will definitely be cured by the Chinese medicine of this land.
If not, it is because the research is not thorough enough and there is a development gap in Chinese medicine.
"In that case, why not ask Miss Shen to draw a picture based on what you described, and I will use Qimen Dunjia to deduce its location. Otherwise, just by looking at it, we wouldn't know how to find it in the year of the monkey."
Hua Yi definitely didn't want to stay home, eat iced drinks and eat melon seeds, and assign the task of searching for Artemisia annua to others.
But he was eager to know whether there was any medicinal material like Artemisia annua in Jinling.
If not, he might as well leave as soon as possible and go elsewhere.
Hua Yi's suggestion brought back Ning Wuchang's divergent thoughts.
He didn't take Hua Yi's so-called "using Qimen Dunjia deduction" to find Qinghao to heart, so he didn't realize the crisis was coming.
Ning Wuyan glanced at the rustling grass in front of him, thought of the green and white snake that had just jumped out, and turned around and walked back without saying a word.
"Go find Miss Shen."
Listen to others and eat enough.
Wait... does that figure pulling weeds in front look so familiar?
Oh, Anuye.
Hua Yi had long discovered Anuye who was following him furtively, but since Anuye was a tobacco farmer, he just thought he was just passing by.
At this moment, I saw that they suddenly turned around and saw that the other party was imitating their pulling weeds, which made me feel suspicious.
"Ning Shixian, have you ever heard a sentence?"
A cold light flashed in Hua Yi's eyes.
"Those who are not of my race will have different minds. You have to be careful."
The countries in the Western Regions are in a period of turmoil, and many craftsmen have entered into a big conspiracy to plot evil.
There is no guarantee that someone is eyeing the world-famous Shixian and wants to use Ning Wuhuang to steal information about officials who are close to the Ning Mansion.
Ning Wuyan glanced at Anuye who started to stuff wild fruits into his mouth, and smiled disapprovingly: "I agree with Master Hua's words, but Anuye... is not a bad person for the time being. After all, he is the one who bought the tobacco seeds. Come."
Is that so?
Hua Yi finally understood why Ning Wuyang noticed that Anuye was acting strangely and did not expose it.
Not to mention anything else, just for the contribution of the tobacco seeds, even if Anuye is really a meticulous worker, he can be exempted from the death penalty.
"Let's go find Miss Shen."
Hua Yi quickened his pace.
…
The sun is to the west and does not set.
Jiachu rode a fast horse through the bustling city of Jinling. According to Zhou An's mailing address, one person and one horse stopped in front of the main entrance of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which had not yet opened.
The turtle slave, who was sleeping against the pillar at the door, was dreaming of being affectionate with his beloved Qinghuan when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if someone had poured cold water on him, and he was suddenly awakened from his sweet dream.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a dagger on his neck. The person holding the dagger and the tall brown horse behind him were lying on the ground and spitting foam.
"Mother."
The turtle slave exclaimed and quickly clasped his hands together to beg for mercy.
"Hero, have mercy on me. I'm just a watchdog. Which girl do you like? If the madam doesn't let her go, you can go to the madam. There's no need to vent your anger on me, a dog."
The turtle slaves in the brothel are not so bloody, and they only pay attention to living with their tail between their legs.
Looking at the blood-red eyes of the young man with his face covered in front of him, it looked like he hadn't slept for three days and three nights. He didn't know which girl he was thinking about. If he said something unpalatable and lost his life, Wouldn't the half-month's salary he worked for this month go down the drain?
"I'm not here to find a girl."
When A first saw that Turtle Slave was afraid of death, he put the dagger back into his sleeve.
"Open the door and take me in to find An Hou."
He showed the dagger just because he was worried that the turtle slave would act as a roadblock or play some tricks to show off his power first.
When the turtle slave heard that the other party was not here to find a girl, he wanted to secretly mock the other party for saving face. But when he heard that he was here to find An Hou, he was startled and asked tentatively: "Is the hero here to seek revenge or come here?" Making trouble?"
Seeking revenge? make trouble?
I really didn't have this idea in Jiachu.
He took out his waist badge from his arms and waved it in front of the turtle slave.
"I am the bodyguard of the Jin Palace, and I am here to take An Hou back to the palace."
The turtle slave breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was indeed a serious person.
It turned out to be the guard of Prince Jin's Mansion.
wrong.
"Anhou left Xiaoxiang Pavilion half a month ago, and he still owes two hundred taels of silver for the room, which was recorded in the account of Prince Jin's Mansion."
Gui Nu thought that he had signed this bad debt in the first place, so he was sent from Tianzihao Building to work at the most dangerous gate. He quickly extended his hand to Jia Chu and smiled flatteringly.
"Hero, since you are the guard of Prince Jin's Mansion, why not first pay back the two hundred taels of silver owed by Marquis An?"
