That's right, Yang Gan was amazed when he first saw her, and then it turned into surprise, and then he showed a worried look.
Although she didn't understand, Krisna felt that this man's eyes did not have the same fear and disgust as others.
It's like looking at animals. If possible, it is not unacceptable to take shelter under his command. I just hope that his power can be stronger and his force can be higher.
"If you are loyal to him, then shouldn't I also be loyal to him?"
Krisna kept scrubbing the dirt off her body, and she actually came out with noodles and shook the dirt in front of Belika.
"Now it's not a question of whether we want to be loyal to him, but whether he accepts our loyalty. But no matter what, the matter of loyalty needs to be cautious. I think it's better to learn the language of this country first."
"Christina, you are right. I don't know if this country's language is easy to learn."
"You have to learn whether you want to learn it or not~~~otherwise we may not survive long."
In the inner hall room, Yang Qian read word by word, and also read the annotations. Some of the translated things were even asked to be written down by others to clarify the meaning. Two words, four words, one head and two big words.
Pueraria lobata, Angelica sinensis, Ligustrum lucidum, Eucommia ulmoides, Ginkgo...
Dogwood, wolfberry, Achyranthes bidentata, Purple River Chew, ginseng...
Angelica sinensis, velvet antler, Morinda officinalis, curculigo, Cistanche deserticola, psoralen...
"After frying, use strong fire to boil out the medicinal properties, then add it to slow fire, make the soup three times, grind the medicinal residue into powder, then boil it over slow fire to make a paste, take finger-sized pieces, roll them into pills, and the elixir is ready."
"It can only be used by those who are strong, but should not be used by those who are weak. Pay attention..."
"Pa~~~!" Yang Qian suddenly slapped the table and almost got mad to death. He noticed that the page happened to be turned to the last page, where it was torn off.
What does this draw attention to?
This is very painful to watch.
For example, if you see the effect, "Take it every day, you will strengthen your body and your muscles and bones will be strong."
Suddenly Yang Gan realized, no wonder the Qianqi Chang was so fierce that he didn't look like a human being. A normal person would not be able to stand up after being shot in the leg by an arrow.
Yang Gan covered his head. There were only two options before him. One was to boil the plaster and eat it, and the other was not to eat it.
But if I don't take such a good plaster, wouldn't I be sorry for myself? Moreover, these are troubled times. Although I am born with supernatural powers, I can fight with at least tens of thousands of troops or hundreds of thousands of troops. The strength of one person is too small. .
Even if the body is made of pig iron, thousands of cavalry can smash it into scrap metal with a single charge.
Wouldn't it be a waste not to take such a good plaster? It's better to use the modern method. Yang Gan took out a dollar from his pocket and threw it upward. He watched the coin fall from the air and caught it in his hand.
The coins of the Xia Kingdom are different on both sides. The fonts on one side are smaller and the fonts on the other side are larger.
"Take plasters when you are older, but not when you are young~~~~" Yang Qian kept mumbling, squinting one eye and slowly opening his palm.
"big!"
"Well done."
He immediately called Qin Xiangru in and warned, "This is the prescription. Take the medicine according to the dosage. Let's take ten doses first."
"Sir, are you feeling ill? I'd better go get a doctor." Qin Xiangru said in shock.
"Nothing, go get the medicine first!" Yang Qian sent her out immediately. It was good to have someone to serve her, but it would be uncomfortable if she was too caring.
Qin Xiangru went to buy medicine, while Yang Qian began to look for things in the warehouse. Ordinary herbal medicines were made of clay pots, but when making plasters, it was different.
It is best to use a bronze tripod, because bronze has good stability and is not easy to boil and change the properties of the medicine when boiling the plaster.
"Eh!" Yang Gan found a bronze tripod from the warehouse. Zhou Zhiyu used it to cook when he first came here. Of course, he has retired now and the whole family uses iron pots.
I took off my clothes and scrubbed the bronze cauldron back and forth by the well. The smell of meat still remained in it. It was quite strange to use this smell to make plaster.
The clothes of this era are really troublesome. The sleeves are so big that it feels like singing in an opera, and there are also hems. Normally walking is fine, but once you bend over, squat, etc., it is easy to get the clothes dirty, which is the most annoying thing for Yang. What I criticize is that without underwear, it is equivalent to going into battle in a vacuum.
Normally I can tolerate it when walking, but once I ride a horse, the wind can really blow my crotch.
It's not far from the downtown area, just two blocks away. Qin Xiangru walked in from the door carrying a large bag.
"Young Master has bought some medicinal materials."
"good!"
Yang Gan's eyes lit up, and he immediately gathered everyone to wash out all the ointment. Not to mention, more people is a good thing. The book looked very powerful, but in fact it was a complicated prescription.
Throw all the medicinal materials into the iron pot and start stir-frying. After a while, the medicinal materials become dry, and waves of medicinal aroma begin to emit.
Then he threw it into the burning bronze cauldron and started cooking it. Fortunately, the description was very detailed.
First use martial fire, Yang Qian still understands that the fire first boils the water, and when the water and medicinal materials continue to boil, he starts to reduce the firewood.
The next step is to simmer, which in layman's terms means simmering. According to the instructions, it should take one hour, which is two hours.
Yang Gan took the feather fan and started to fan the fire. Looking at Qin Xiangru's curious face, he felt very funny. He was like an ancient alchemist.
"Sir, I don't know if I should say something or not?" Maybe because she felt that Yang Qian was different from before, Qin Xiangru gradually became bolder. In the past, she would not take the initiative to say anything to Yang Qian.
"Tell me, you're hesitating like a girl."
"I'm a pussy."
.........
"Xiangru, I really don't remember what happened in the past. If you have anything to say in the future, please speak directly."
Qin Xiangru showed a joyful expression, "Young Master, I obey, but the doctor said that there are many medicinal materials that conflict with each other, and there are too many. He very much doubts that this prescription is fake."
Yang Gan frowned, "What else did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said that ordinary prescriptions generally only have a few or a dozen kinds of medicinal materials, and basically no more than twenty kinds, but your prescriptions, sir, have already exceeded a hundred kinds."
Yang Qian gave up and didn't care. "It's okay. I'm sure of it. Don't worry."
Yang Qian has also fallen into a misunderstanding now, just like he was deceived in his life. He firmly believes in something, no matter what others say, he will still believe it. Sometimes asking others is not to seek confirmation, but to need someone to agree with his point of view.
Now he believed in the contents of the unknown book very much. Even if the last page was not there, Yang Qian still ignored it automatically due to the huge benefits.
The two hours of waiting are still very long. If it were in a previous life, you could still watch videos. Now there is really no entertainment.
At this time, the mistress hurried over and said respectfully, "Sir, someone from the medical center has news that the yellow-haired ghost has died from serious injuries."
Yang Qian nodded. Although he only glanced at it in a hurry at the time, he could still see that it would be difficult to die from such a serious injury in modern times, but now in ancient times, the main reason was that it had been delayed for too long, and it was probably caused by infection.
Two women, one tall and one short, came out of the bathroom. Yang Qian raised his eyes and saw that they no longer looked as gray and gray as they had just met. Although their faces were not radiant, they were a lot cleaner.
Yang Gan touched his chin and gestured, meaning that your companion is dead.
The two women looked at each other and nodded, indicating that they understood. Except for the short woman who looked sad, the tall woman's expression showed no change at all, as if the person who died was not her companion.
Yang Qian was a little confused about the relationship between them, but this was ancient times, and it would make sense if it was just the slave who died.
"From today on, the wing room over there belongs to the two of you." Yang Gan pointed to a room on the side. The Liu family's mansion is very big. Several generations of people live together, plus dozens of slaves living together. Now it's so Just a few people, not to mention crowded, but at least a bit popular.
Krisna came to Yang Gan, shook her head, tapped Yang Gan's mouth, then tapped her own mouth, and mumbled something.
Yang Gan tilted his head, "What does this mean? Do you want me to kiss her? No, are foreigners in ancient times so open-minded?"
Yang Gan, who didn't know why, could only show a confused expression.
Krisna glanced at Belika, grabbed Yang Gan's hand and pressed it to her chest. Yang Gan was shocked and wanted to pull his hand back, but the smooth touch made his whole body tremble.
"What, what are you trying to do?" Yang Qian panicked, his heart rate soaring from 70 beats per minute to 120 in an instant.
Belika also followed suit, grabbing Yang Gan's hand and pressing it on her chest, feeling another smooth and soft feeling.
At this time, Zhou Zhiyu walked out from the side room next to her. Her face, which had just been full of smiles, instantly turned into an expression of embarrassment, and she exclaimed.
"Ah~~!"
He immediately took the maid back to the room, his face still red.
"Mother, this, this General Yang is too messy, is he like this in broad daylight? They are still two barbarians, they are so ugly."
Zhou Zhiyu patted his chest to make his breathing more stable, and then scolded, "You servant, he is the head of the family, we are still staying here, and now we are penniless, what can we say? But, who is it?" I can’t believe that Yang Qian would be so messy.”
Qin Xiangru's face next to Yang Gan also looked very ugly. Not only was she surprised by the two women's boldness, but she was also depressed that Yang Gan was not up to par. Wasn't it because he had too much meat? There is nothing remarkable about it, but there seems to be a feeling in my heart that something of my own has been taken away from me.
Yang Gan was still pressing his hands on their chests. At this time, the two women knelt down on one knee and the ground began to grunt.
