When Xiangyun stepped into the space again, a passage leading downstairs emerged from the originally dark corridor.
"Congratulations to the host, you have unlocked the blood collection room and imaging room." Yao Ling's voice sounded, with a sense of pride that was beyond recognition.
The space finally made a substantial breakthrough, and it felt like it was the end of all hardships.
Xiangyun walked down the elevator. The new floor was not fully unlocked. Only the blood collection room and the imaging room were lit. It was still dark further inside.
She was already very pleased. After all, Xiangyun's experience as a doctor in the past ten years was based on blood testing and electronic imaging. Although traditional Chinese medicine pulse detection can also understand the patient's physical condition, it is not as intuitive and accurate as blood testing.
The surprises didn't stop there, Yao Ling's next words made her open another door.
"Host, there are other rewards in space."
As he spoke, a thick medical book appeared in front of Xiangyun.
The words "Records of the Medicine King Valley" are clearly written on the paper.
As she thought, the pages of the book slowly opened, and the ancient book with a strong scholarly fragrance traveled through the dust of history and was revealed in front of Xiangyun.
"This is……"
"This is an extremely precious ancient medical book, which embodies the results of hundreds of doctors from ancient times to the present. Every prescription in the book is a rare treasure, and its effectiveness is far superior to the achievements of contemporary and even future generations of doctors."
Xiangyun's eyes widened and he continued to read in surprise.
The first recipe at the beginning is about making cold-repelling tea.
"Ginger, longan, and tangerine peel are slightly warm in nature and return to the lung, spleen, and stomach meridians. They have the effect of dispelling cold, warming the body, and promoting blood circulation. They are suitable for drinking in winter. Injecting three points of spiritual energy can make dispelling cold tea, which doubles the effect and prolongs life. .”
"Can tea prolong life?" Xiangyun thought for a moment, "Wait a minute, what does injecting three points of spiritual energy mean? Do I have spiritual energy in my body?"
Yao Ling sighed: "Haven't you noticed that your body has become much lighter recently?"
"Isn't it because I'm older and old enough to walk that I feel like my body isn't as heavy as before?"
"Host, you are less than eight months old. Normal children, especially in this age when they don't have enough to eat, generally develop slowly, and there are many who can't walk until they are two years old.
Think about it, you haven’t had a single sip of breast milk since you were born. It’s not easy to develop the chubby look you have now. However, your physical fitness in all aspects is actually not comparable to that of a baby in the 21st century. How could it be possible? Will a toddler start walking in just a month? "
Xiangyun always thought that she could walk in eight months because of her adult heart and her will not to admit defeat when she fell. Now he told her that it was because of the spiritual power in her body.
Well, spiritual power sounds pretty awesome, so it’s not a bad thing after all.
That night, Xiangyun memorized the method of making cold-repelling tea. Under the guidance of Yao Ling, he used the spiritual power in his body to make the first cold-repelling tea.
At the beginning, the spiritual power in her body was just an ethereal thing that could not be seen or touched. After she calmed down, she actually felt an aura of vigorous power in her Dantian.
This breath seemed to be integrated with her body, traveling around the body like blood. Occasionally, it could easily break through the blocked blood vessels, allowing her to pour the spiritual energy out of the body at will.
At the end, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Xiangyun's forehead, and he unexpectedly felt that his body was lighter, and even his breathing became much easier.
After taking the newly made cold-repelling tea out of the space, Xiangyun felt deeply sleepy. He didn't even have time to tell his grandma the efficacy of the cold-repelling tea, and fell asleep completely.
I slept until about three o'clock in the morning.
After Xiangyun woke up, he immediately danced and shared with his grandma the effect of cold-repelling tea.
Mrs. Lin tried it herself and made tea to drink. Within half a breath, she felt a slight warmth spreading in her chest.
Soon the warmth turned into bursts of heat, and the limbs felt as comfortable as if they were soaked in warm water. Even the legs without plasters were radiating heat.
"What a good thing!" Mrs. Lin praised repeatedly and asked her granddaughter to make some more.
It's freezing cold in winter, and people in the village suffer from the cold wind all year round, especially women with poor health.
That night, Xiangyun got into the space again and made a bunch of cold-repelling tea.
After the first experience, this time it was very fast. It only took half an hour to make fifty or sixty bags of cold-repelling tea.
On the second day, just after noon, just as he was about to put the house up for sale, someone came to visit Lin's house.
The person who came was a man in green clothes and a white beard, who was the academy supervisor. Behind him was a young man in white clothes. He was dignified and steady. At first glance, he looked like a scholar from a wealthy family.
Song Zhang glanced at the surrounding walls of different shades, as well as the dilapidated tile-roofed houses in front of him. He overestimated the tile-roofed houses of the Lin family. To be precise, they were mostly mud-tiled houses with occasional gray tiles mixed in.
Looking at the rows of men, women, and children standing in the courtyard, except for the chubby girl I saw last night who was wearing a newly made jacket, the rest were more or less patched.
He couldn't help but take a breath. This family was poorer than he thought.
The only thing worthy of praise is that they all have bright spirits and sparkling eyes. They are not as spirited as the traditional farmers in his impression.
The superintendent has obviously seen more of the world than Song Zhang. He has seen many students from poor families.
He raised his hands and bowed to Mrs. Lin: "Congratulations to your son for being selected into Liuheguan Academy. I am here today to inform you of the precautions before enrolling. In three days, your son can go to the academy to go through the admission procedures. This student is also enrolled this year. Lin Xiaolangjun's life, If you don’t understand something academically, you can ask him.”
The young man bowed his head and said, "Song Zhang."
The Lin family hurriedly welcomed the two people into the house and served them tea and water, for fear of being neglected.
The superintendent waved his hand, leaving only Song Zhang, who walked out the door with his hands behind his back.
Boss Lin was afraid that the reception would not be good, so he wanted to invite him again, but Lin Silang stopped him and whispered.
"Brother, sir, you should go to the neighborhood to investigate our family tradition. Many big academies have such rules, so let's just ignore it."
Boss Lin suddenly realized this and did not dare to speak anymore. He couldn't help but respect the academy a little more.
Xiangyun was biting his fingers on the side. He had to do back-up exams every time he went to school. It seemed that the inspection of Liuheguan Academy was really strict.
After Song Zhang sat down, he kept staring at Xiangyun who was smacking her little mouth. He stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of her nose, and accidentally took it into his mouth when Xiangyun was distracted.
Her family fed her food from time to time, which caused Xiangyun to develop a habit of plucking her hair when geese pass by.
The Lin family was used to it, but Song Zhang was frightened and froze in place for a long time.
Mrs. Zhang hurriedly picked up Xiangyun and wanted to take out the handkerchief to wipe the young master's clothes. Seeing that she was dressed in rich clothes, she was afraid that the other party would think her things were dirty.
Fortunately, Song Zhang took out the handkerchief he carried and wiped his hands casually to relieve the embarrassment.
Only then did Mrs. Lin find the opportunity to ask the question that the family was most concerned about.
"Young Master, I don't know how much the Liuheguan Academy does every year. Our family wants to prepare in advance."
Song Zhang's admission was arranged by his family, and since he was the first in the entrance examination at the time, the college had to cut a lot of tuition fees, so his studies were not of reference.
Fortunately, Yang Qiming was selected with the lowest score. When the two of them got along, he often felt bad about himself because of this matter.
"The annual tuition, tuition and miscellaneous fees should not add up to more than fifty taels."
Song Zhang gave a rough figure.
"Fifty taels!"
"so much?"
The Lin family was so surprised that their eyes widened.
Song Zhang's hand holding the cup trembled, and he blinked and looked at the seven or eight frightened faces in front of him.
Fifty taels, is that a lot?
He stuffed more than this amount of red envelopes into his wife every month. A meal at Xiangmanlou in the town would cost seven or eight taels.
The Lin family looked at him as if he had said a rather outrageous number.
Lin Silang lowered his head, his fists hanging on his legs and clenching them tightly. He mustered up a lot of courage and said, "I don't want to go..."
"My family will be ready to repair, and I will report to the academy on time in three days." Old Mrs. Lin interrupted her grandson and gave a firm reply.
Boss Lin and others nodded and moved their hands more diligently.
"My little brother is a newbie here. He feels uncomfortable in the academy. I hope you will take good care of me."
Mrs. Lin poured a cup of tea for Song Zhang, "It's frosty and dewy outside. This is my home-made cold-repelling tea. Please drink a cup of it to warm yourself up."
Mrs. Zhang served out pastries to entertain the distinguished guests, and the boys seldom ran out to play wildly. They stood obediently behind the adults and occasionally looked at the guests with their dark eyes.
Song Zhang was a little embarrassed by the enthusiasm of the Lin family. He was accompanying the supervisor today to investigate the family situation of the new students. At best, he represented the school's academic style and academic appearance. At worst, he was just making up the numbers and making soy sauce.
After drinking two cups of cold-repelling tea in a row, Song Zhang felt his back begin to sweat, a feeling of warmth spread from his heart, and the cold air blowing outside suddenly dissipated completely.
He sniffed the tea carefully and found that it was not any kind of tea he had drunk before.
Mrs. Lin saw that he was interested in tea. When the two left, she stuffed some more tea into Song Zhang's arms. She was afraid that the other party would not accept it, so she hurriedly explained.
"My family has some basic medical skills. We prepared the tea bags ourselves. It is quite effective in repelling cold and warming the lungs. It is not worth much. Please take some back to try it."
Song Zhang was originally interested in the cold-repelling tea, but due to his status he could not speak out. Seeing the supervisor nodding, he thanked the tea and took it in his hand, waving goodbye to the young man with red eyes standing not far away.
As soon as he returned to the academy, he immediately ran to the Shanzhang Courtyard.
After locking the door and entering the house, the hot air hits your face, mixed with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms, and there are two seasons inside and outside the house.
If it weren't for the young man in front of the desk, wrapped in a thick cloak, Song Zhang would have almost forgotten that it was late winter.
He put the medicine bag on the table, boiled a pot of tea, and brought it to the man.
"I got the new cold-repelling tea today. I immediately thought of the mountain chief and sent it to you without stopping."
The young man took the tea set and smelled a faint aroma of medicine. It was rare that his body, soaked in medicine, did not have a rejection reaction.
He took a sip. It was not expensive tea, it even had a unique taste, and then drank it all.
"Didn't you go with the superintendent to visit the boy who won the lottery yesterday? Did you come back so soon?"
Song Zhang suddenly thought of the dilapidated mud-tiled house of the Lin family and the eager faces of the Lin family, and said with a smile: "If you don't come back, you will have to stay for dinner. A very ordinary farmer's family can be summed up in one word: poor."
The young man didn't take it seriously. He just felt that his cold and stiff fingers that had been holding the pen suddenly felt warm. Even his back radiated waves of warmth, and his whole body felt a long-lost sense of comfort.
His eyes fell on the empty tea cup on the table: "Where does this tea come from?"
As soon as Song Zhang's eyes lit up, he knew that he had sent it correctly, and he said quite proudly: "This is a gift from the new student's home. He said it was prepared by himself. By the way, his elders seem to have medical skills. Do you want it..."
The young man shook his head. The medical immortals said that his illness was a weak disease inherited from the mother's womb. There was no cure for it, so he could only try his best to restrain it.
Senior Hemei couldn't cure it, let alone a country doctor.
Song Zhang didn't persuade him much, and felt that he didn't think well.
On the Lin family side, after the people from the college left, Lin Silang burst into tears on the spot, with tears in his eyes.
"Mom, I won't go to Liuheguan Academy anymore. Fifty taels of silver per year is too expensive. I've asked about it. It only costs fifteen taels per year to repair Baicao Hall and An Shuzhai. It's the same for my son to study there. .”
