Soon after, Wu Beiwang came back with two jars of wine. Just after he sat down, Lu Sirong came over with hot dishes.
"Uncle Wu and Brother Beiwang are here too, and I just happened to cook a lot of my specialty dishes." Lu Sirong said with a smile as he put the dishes on the table.
"Please help me bring some big bowls. No one is allowed in your kitchen. There's a girl named Lao Sirong!" Wu Beiwang said with a smile.
"Brother Beiwang, why are we so polite? I'm waiting for you to drink with me later!" Lu Sirong turned and left.
"This girl Sirong is also a good girl, but she has a sweetheart, otherwise it would be good to be my daughter-in-law." Wu Huaiqing said with a regretful expression on her face, looking at him and looking at Chu Boping intentionally.
Chu Bo Ping's originally relaxed expression suddenly froze.
"Dad, there is a big age difference between my child and Sirong. Don't make any mistakes!" Wu Beiwang said with a complaining expression. Soon he also looked at Chu Boping and said, "What's more, sister Sirong is not a certain person." People don’t marry.”
When Chu Zhongan saw this, he also looked at his brother. He was also curious about Lu Sirong.
All the eyes at the table fell on him. Chu Boping was very embarrassed. He adjusted his expression and said seriously: "The great revenge has not been avenged, and Jin'an has not recovered. I will not consider the matter of men and women. Don't take it in the future." This is a joke!"
"Zhong An, are you still used to this first time in Ping'an Valley?" Wu Beiwang turned his head and looked at Chu Zhong'an and asked.
Chu Zhongan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized that Wu Beiwang was changing the topic. He nodded and said, "Ping'an Valley is very good."
Chu Boping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and his expression returned to normal.
"His Royal Highness, you are not old anymore, it is time to leave blood for the Jin'an royal family. This matter does not conflict with the great cause of restoring the country. Please think twice! Your Highness is different from Quan Zi. You can't find him if you look north. Woman, if Your Highness is willing, Sirong will also be willing." Wu Huaiqing said very seriously.
Chu Boping complained in his heart. He couldn't blame this old man who had worked so hard for Jin'an, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Wu, I will seriously consider it."
At this moment, Lu Sirong came over again carrying food. Her face was a little blushing, and it was obvious that she had heard some of the conversation just now.
Lu Sirong glanced at Chu Boping while putting down the dishes. She was uncharacteristically shy.
Lu Sirong went back and forth several times, and the table was already filled with all kinds of delicacies. The tempting aroma made Chu Zhongan even hungrier, but no one moved his chopsticks and he was too embarrassed to start eating.
When Lu Sirong brought two more dishes, she smiled and said, "Wait a minute, these are the last two dishes."
"Everyone, let's eat, Sirong. Come and eat too." After Chu Boping spoke, everyone started eating. Lu Sirong was not polite and drank and ate with everyone. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
Lu Sirong's craftsmanship was excellent, and everyone dispersed after having had enough food and wine.
Chu Boping left Ping'an Valley after spending two days with Chu Zhongan. Now there are too many major things that need him to deal with.
In the following days, Chu Zhongan lived a very comfortable life, taking medicine and bathing every day, and wandering around the valley in his free time, either catching up with the Xinghe Sect disciples or playing around with Ye and Fuguang.
Chu Zhongan got to know many people who originally lived in Ping'an Valley. These people were very enthusiastic and respectful to him, the second son of Jin'an.
Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and An Jinghua's medicine was all used up. Chu Zhongan felt that most of his injuries had healed, the Dantian meridians in his body had returned to normal, and the power of external energy and blood was much smoother.
This time Chu Zhongan came to An Jinghua's thatched cottage alone. He knew that this miracle doctor had a weird temper, so he chose someone who a normal person would never sleep in and rushed over immediately.
Chu Zhongan got down from the night body and walked alone outside the thatched cottage. Under the influence of the Tao Bead, the birds in Ping'an Valley could fly.
There were already people in the thatched cottage at this time. When Chu Zhongan heard the conversation, he did not come forward to disturb them, but waited quietly outside.
"In a good year, overwork will inevitably lead to illness. The medicine is one part poison. You can't stop practicing like this. My medicine is not an elixir. If you continue like this, even the medical sage will not be able to save you!" An Jing came from inside the thatched cottage. Hua's excited voice.
"Anlao, I know my health well. Diligence can make up for my weakness. My talent is not enough and I have to work harder. Please give me some more tonics, so I can hold on!" a young man begged.
Chu Zhongan soon heard that this was Li Fengnian, the commander of Jin Moying.
"You know what the hell, even a god can't stand it if you do this! Go, go, get out of here, people who ruin their bodies don't deserve to come to my thatched cottage!" An Jinghua said angrily.
"Mr. An, I won't leave! Just give me some more medicine." Li Fengnian begged.
Chu Zhongan couldn't listen any more, and he gently knocked on the door like Chu Boping did before.
But the quarrel in the thatched cottage continued, and no one paid him any attention.
Chu Zhongan had no choice but to pretend to cough.
"Who's outside?" An Jinghua shouted in disgust.
"Mr. An, it's me, Chu Zhongan!"
"Fengnian, if you don't leave, just stay here. I won't prescribe any more medicine for you anyway, hum!" An Jinghua said angrily, and then he shouted: "Son, come in!"
Chu Zhongan quickly walked into the thatched cottage, and as expected, Li Fengnian was standing outside the pile of medicinal materials.
"Second son, you are here." Li Fengnian forced out a smile and said.
At this time, Li Fengnian's face was pale, and his body seemed to be severely overdrawn.
"Zhong Anzi, come here quickly and let me take a look." An Jinghua stepped forward.
Chu Zhongan quickly raised his right hand, and An Jinghua put his hand on Chu Zhongan's hand and began to feel his pulse.
After a moment, An Jinghua let go of Chu Zhongan's hand. He said with a smile: "It seems that my medicine is very suitable for the symptoms. I am recovering well. I will be cured after a few more days."
Chu Zhongan was a little confused and said: "Mr. An, these ten people obviously feel that their bodies are recovering, but their cultivation level has not recovered. What's going on?"
"I am treating your injuries. As for your cultivation, you have to slowly recover on your own."
Chu Zhongan was a little surprised and said: "Does it mean that my cultivation level requires me to practice again?"
"You can understand that, but it will always be faster than practicing again."
"Then don't I have the ability to protect myself during this period?" Chu Zhongan was speechless.
An Jinghua said angrily: "I am just a doctor. If I were replaced by the medical sage Zhao Penglai, I should be able to recover from my injuries and state at the same time."
"Medical Saint? Is Zhao Penglai also a Saint? Why haven't you heard of it?" Chu Zhongan asked curiously.
Li Fengnian also had a blank expression on his face. Apparently he had never heard of Zhao Penglai's name.
An Jinghua shook his head and said with a serious face: "Zhao Penglai is not the current saint. This person should have been more than a thousand years ago. If it were not for those who are studying medicine, almost no one would be able to come into contact with this ancient saint. You two Do you know what the elegant name for practicing medicine is?”
"Is this 'Xinglin' where the old man is being cared for?" Chu Zhongan said immediately after pondering for a moment.
"Yes, the word 'Xinglin' is related to Zhao Penglai! It is said that Zhao Penglai had excellent medical skills and saved countless people in his life. Especially after he fully understood the medical way in his later years and entered the realm of transformation, his medical power was even more magical. , it can cure stubborn diseases without acupuncture or medicine.”
"The place where Zhao Penglai practiced medicine was called Xinglin, but at first it was just a thatched cottage like my place. This medical saint practiced medicine regardless of his poverty or poverty, and he did not take the initiative to ask for medical fees. The patients were given whatever they were willing to pay, even if Even Zhao Penglai, who has no money to spend, still treats patients, even a king has to come to Xinglin in person to see a doctor."
"In the shadow of Mingshu, such a miracle doctor naturally has a large number of patients who come here to treat him. Every day, his thatched cottage is almost surrounded by water. This miracle doctor just glances at everyone and can single out the seriously ill patients for treatment first. People will give out number plates made of apricot wood, and those who visit every day will be treated first."
"According to reports, a total of tens of thousands of apricot wood number plates have been distributed, and the price of the top number plates has been raised. Countless rich people are willing to buy one even if they are not sick, just in case of emergency."
Chu Zhongan and Li Fengnian said nothing and listened with great interest.
An Jinghua stopped and stopped talking.
"Mr. An, keep talking!"
"Yeah, it's not over yet!"
The two said dissatisfied.
An Jinghua stroked his beard with his hand, raised his chin slightly, and looked like I don't know what you can do to me.
"Mr. An, after you finish talking, I will go find Sister Sirong to get you lunch. You also know that Sister Sirong has the best relationship with my sister Ruixue. I promise to let her cook you a big meal." Li Fengnian patted his chest and said.
An Jinghua still didn't want to speak.
"Mr. An, can you please give me a warm word?" Li Fengnian said anxiously.
"We've got rice, but no wine yet!" An Jinghua winked at Li Fengnian.
"Here... let me get you two jars." Li Fengnian hesitated a little. This cultivator maniac had no hobbies at all on weekdays and almost never drank.
"Just wine is not enough, you have to have good wine!" An Jinghua shook his head seriously.
Li Fengnian was helpless. He really had no way to find good wine. He looked at Chu Zhongan with an expression that seemed to say: "It's your turn, hurry up!"
Chu Zhongan smiled and said: "Mr. An, I can't bring you good wine, but I can do something to pay for the good wine!"
An Jinghua asked in confusion: "What can I ask you to do?"
"I can make Li Fengnian never come to you for prescription tonics again!" Chu Zhongan said confidently.
Upon hearing this, An Jinghua immediately said: "It's a deal, it's settled. Fengnian will soon go to that girl Sirong to get food!" He looked as if he was afraid that the two of them would regret it.
Li Fengnian looked strange, but did not speak.
An Jinghua was about to speak but paused for a moment. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Where did I go?"
"Talking about the rich rushing to buy apricot license plates." Chu Zhongan reminded.
"That's right, this miracle doctor saved countless lives, whether they were high-ranking officials or poor people. However, he didn't like gold and silver. Even the medical fees he received were given to the poor. Later, people accidentally discovered that he liked almond trees. Those who were healed by him rushed to plant apricot trees behind the thatched cottages. The rich paid to buy the trees, and the poor paid to plant and cultivate trees. There were more and more apricot trees behind the thatched cottages."
"Zhao Penglai did not stop this, and more and more people planted trees. Later, the mountains were covered with apricot groves, with no end as far as the eye could see. From then on, the place where Zhao Penglai practiced medicine was called apricot grove. One of the founders of medical diagnosis, Xinglin has become our nickname."
Both Chu Zhongan and Chu Zhongan had expressions of sudden realization. The story of Zhao Penglai told by An Jinghua was something they had never heard of.
