The prescription of Astragalus and Atractylodes Decoction contains ginseng, but this one is a reduced prescription.
Bazhen soup also contains ginseng, but not astragalus.
There is still ginseng in Shiquan Dabu Decoction. The difference between the two is that Bazhen Decoction is relatively stable, while Shiquan Dabu Decoction is relatively quick.
The latter is an appendix to the former, the former is a square, and the appendix is for enhancing the effect and fine-tuning.
How to use it depends on the person. There is actually no big problem if the two methods are used incorrectly. The key is that he should not be wrong.
Zhu Wentian wrote the prescription and copied it. After copying it, he went out to find Zhu Taiyi and asked for the medicinal materials from the Imperial Hospital in the palace.
Zhu Taiyi ran away with Fang Zi. He also saw the woman's face was pale. He didn't want anyone to die in front of him.
Dinner is nine-turn large intestine, cooked by the children. I got a lot of money from buying meat today.
Xiaocao came over, worried about his mother. When he saw everyone's food and then his mother's food, he looked puzzled.
Everyone else eats rice, but my mother eats barley.
While others have so many dishes, my mother only has a casserole with duck in it. If you look closely, there are wolfberry, jujube, lotus seeds, tofu and dried shrimps.
"Zhu Lichang, my mother ate..."
"After a month or so, you can eat whatever you want. At the moment, you can only eat some things to replenish your body. The Nine-turn Large Intestine is delicious, but it's not good. Wash your hands! Then come over and eat together."
The director knew what the other party was going to ask, but he didn't answer directly. The explanation had no other meaning than a waste of time.
"Okay, okay!" Xiaocao went to wash his hands.
Shopkeeper Xu from Fu Hua House was not thinking about others. He was staring at the Nine Rotary Intestine. He just ate one.
When he ate it, he knew it was a large intestine, so he resisted a little bit. When he ate it, he realized that it was completely different from what he had eaten before.
Can pig intestines be made so delicious? It doesn’t feel like eating large intestine at all, buying meat for nothing, it tastes better than meat.
"Zhu Lichang, this is delicious, I guess it's not easy to make?" Shopkeeper Xu ate another one.
The headman directly gave him a piece of paper: "The materials used and the work involved are more expensive than normal meat."
"It's expensive! Thank you very much!" Shopkeeper Xu took the paper and put it away carefully.
He has decided to use this as a special dish and will not serve it to unfamiliar customers. It will not be written on the menu and the waiter will not recommend it.
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The next day, the store was as usual, Xiaocao officially joined, and the herbal medicine library of Taiyuan Hospital prepared medicine for her mother.
This went on for several days, and it was almost May. The palace finally finished four things and ordered them to be given to the chief.
The head of the village understood that he could go back to the village, so the store would naturally be closed and the construction would continue, with people sent from the Prince's Palace to keep an eye on it.
The prince also had to pay to help collect the dried vegetables and find a warehouse outside the city to store the dried vegetables. Two thousand taels of dried vegetables was not a small amount.
After everything was arranged, the people from Xiaqiu Village and the guards from the Prince's Mansion boarded the boat back to the village.
Before boarding the ship, the captain took out a letter with fire paint and handed it to the person who came to see him off from the Prince's Mansion: "Give this to His Highness the Prince."
The other party took one look at the letter, turned around and ran away, cursing in his mind as he ran, "You wait until I get you to the river before giving it to you. Are you afraid that I'll run away midway?" Bad!
When he returned to the Prince's Mansion, the Prince had just finished a class and was in a good mood.
After trying it for three consecutive nights, he found that using a blue glass lamp to illuminate the water surface and netting indeed many fish. He didn't understand the principle, but it worked anyway.
"Your Highness, the letter that Chief Zhu Li just gave me was given by the river."
The messenger gasped and coughed again after saying this.
When Zhu Biao saw the lacquer seal, he didn't dare to delay. He immediately found his own seal to compare it to confirm that it was genuine, and then opened it. There was a note inside with only one sentence: There was a drought in Shandong in the fifth year of Hongwu.
Zhu Biao closed his eyes, opened them after a few breaths, and looked again, the same seven words remained unchanged.
"Why? The people of Ming Dynasty are already suffering enough. Last year there was a drought, this year more places will have a drought, and next year there will be another drought in Shandong."
Zhu Biao was sad. He had determined that Shandong would not be able to escape the drought next year. The masters in Xiaqiu Village never told lies.
He took a deep breath and turned around to find his father. Hurry! See if we can continue to send people to dig wells.
When Zhu Biao found Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang was enjoying the coolness of the ice basin.
Historically, he would not use ice to cool down in summer. There are written records: Taizu inspected the East Pavilion. The weather was very hot, and his clothes were wet with sweat. He changed clothes on both sides before entering, and all of them went through Huanzhao.
He said that he was working in Dongge. It was hot and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He sent someone to wash the clothes he changed.
There is no East Pavilion and it has not been built yet. It took many years for the Nanjing Imperial Palace to be built before all the buildings were repaired.
But now he uses ice, not just him, but other people with enough status also use it, isn't this rich!
People in Xiaqiu Village use it. If they don’t use ice, people will suffer from heatstroke in hot weather. Even if they don’t fall down, the heat will make them dizzy, which is not conducive to work and study.
After Zhu Yuanzhang found out, he thought it made sense and saved himself a little money and delayed the review book.
It is equivalent to using money to buy efficiency, and the saltpeter can be reused. Buy it, make ice, and send it to Zuocheng, Liubu and other places.
"Here comes Biao'er. Is it too hot to study? Let's ask someone to bring you ice."
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard other people calling His Highness, he raised his head and said with concern.
"Thank you for your concern, Father. Father, there is something important going on." Zhu Biao came closer and handed over the letter.
Zhu Yuanzhang took out the note inside and fell silent after reading it.
After a while, he slapped the table and said, "It's too much to bully others. How can you stare at me every year?"
The others were startled, but they didn't dare to say anything and were cautious around them.
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the rock sugar mung bean soup on the table and took a sip: "Biao'er, you drink too."
The maid next to me had already brought over a bowl of mung bean soup, which was actually mung bean water with rock sugar and honeysuckle added.
Zhu Biao took the bowl and took a long sip: "Father, we must dig wells in Shandong in advance as we have to deal with this year's drought. They have time now."
Zhu Biao understands the situation in Shandong. Wheat is grown there, and spring wheat is harvested. The land is left empty, unlike in Xiaqiu Village where crops are planted and fertilized in rotation.
"Yes, if you have time, dig immediately. Continue digging after harvesting the wheat. You won't be afraid of drought when planting next year. Okay! This is a good letter!"
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, his mood improved again. The letter came in time and there was enough time.
Moreover, people in Shandong have just finished planting soybeans and sorghum, and have already watered them.
It's time for farming now, so I'm tending to the vegetable fields, weaving, etc., and don't delay digging wells.
So a group of ministers were summoned, and Zhu Yuanzhang announced that Shandong would send yamen to lead the people to dig wells as they had done elsewhere last year. They had to be quick and they must dig them before wheat planting next year.
Everyone's expressions changed, the same as last year? The wells dug last year were used this year. In so many places, the average yield was only one or two bushels per mu.
According to this, wouldn’t Shandong next year be...
Everyone has mixed emotions. They don’t know whether to be worried or happy.
