I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 232 This mushroom is worth a lot

"ignorance."

Ye Qing glanced at the crowd, raised his finger and pointed to the mushroom in Huang Lei's hand and said:
"The white mushroom is called puffball, and the red-headed one is called red ghost pen. They all grow in a damp environment. These two kinds of mushrooms can be used for food and medicine."

These children don't think too much in their heads.

If the mushroom was poisonous, might he let them pick it?

There is not a single herb in the world that he doesn't know, which ones are poisonous and which ones are not, how can he not know?
If he didn't know, how could he teach so many excellent Chinese medicine students?
What about Bian Que, and Hua Tuo who learned Wu Qin Xi from him, and a kid named Zhang Zhongjing, and some others whose names he doesn't remember very well.

These students have all heard other students mention their original reputation.

Doesn't this prove that what he said is true?

Not to mention that these children all know that there is Hu Qingyutang, and that is also the medical center he founded. As a doctor, can he still admit the wrong medicinal materials?
These children are really elm bumps and have no heads.

A few people looked at the old man's eyes with a hint of dislike for them, and avoided them.

They are just judging according to the common sense of the encyclopedia, isn't that right?

It's not them that the old man should despise, but that Du Niang's encyclopedia.

Their understanding of mushrooms is also seen from there.

But none of them dared to say anything more.

"Grandpa, these two kinds of mushrooms are for healing or something?"

"These two main curative effects are to treat boils and boils, but the puffball is more versatile than the red ghost pen."

When Ye Qing heard Zhang Zifeng's question, he turned his head and explained in a gentle voice:
"Dried and ground puffballs, you can knead them into small balls when you have a chronic cough. Take [-] pills at a time, and you can be cured. For those who vomit blood due to heat build-up in the body, take this puffball powder and rub it into pills. Taking it with cold water can also help relieve the effect."

In fact, this puffball has many uses, but if I tell these children one by one, they may not understand.

Just two things will do.

If he is really interested, he can give them the medical books he wrote before.

But I'm afraid it's useless to look at it, after all, these children don't understand some professional terms at all.

"Is this really useful?"

Peng Yuchang was a little skeptical when he heard the old man say that the cure for chronic cough is not only effective immediately.

Just this mushroom?

As long as it is ground into powder and rubbed into pills, can it cure diseases?
I'm afraid it's fake, right?
If it's really so amazing, who would go to the hospital to treat a cough? Wouldn't it be cured if you get some mushrooms yourself?

"The old man said it was useful, so it must be useful."

As Zhang Yixing spoke, he elbowed Peng Yuchang's arm.

This Peng Peng really complied with what the old man said was stupid.

They have all been despised and disgusted by the old man just now, and now they will ask questions about the old man. Isn't this just looking for anger?

This will destroy Cong's absence, but no one can help Peng Peng resist the old man's verbal mortars.

"Old man, I didn't question the use you said. I was just thinking. I have a friend who has a chronic cough. Since you said this puffball is useful, I'll give it a try when I go back."

After Peng Yuchang was reminded, he immediately reacted to survive.

After finally escaping the old man's attack, he should not be bullied again and become Wang Sacong's replacement.

Anyway, it's popular these days. I have a friend.

The old man will not know whether what he said is true or not, or whether survival is the most important thing.

"Apart from chronic cough, what other symptoms does your friend have?"

Ye Qing saw that Peng Yuchang's face was worried about his friend, and felt that the child was not lying, so he wanted to know about his friend's situation.

He knew that today's children are very fond of friends, since he just told them about puffball, if it fits the symptoms puffball treats, he doesn't mind giving this child a prescription.

"Huh? What other symptoms? Well... Let me think about it, he seems to have told me..."

Peng Yuchang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then quickly managed his expression, pretending to be reminiscing.

This friend is made up by him now, how would he know what kind of disease he has?

What symptoms can there be more than chronic cough?
His eyeballs rolled continuously in his eyes.

How the hell does he know that?

But he still had to pretend to be thinking.

"His illness..."

Peng Yuchang frowned, and randomly turned his gaze to Teacher Huang, his eyes sending out a signal for help.

He really couldn't make it up.

Huang Lei looked at the plea for help in Peng Yuchang's eyes, and seeing that the old man didn't notice him, he raised his hand and squeezed his throat, frowning deeply.

It's like a person who eats something but swallows it in pain.

He thought to himself: I hope this kid can understand his performance.

This kid didn't know how to make up the book now, he didn't even think about a symptom, and he just wanted to hide it from the old man.

It's really a comfortable life these two days, and I forgot how miserable the old man was.

"Ah...I remembered."

Seeing Huang Lei's actions, Peng Yuchang immediately said to the old man in a daze:
"My friend, because he has been coughing for a long time, his throat is swollen and painful. Sometimes it is very painful to swallow food, so he basically eats liquid food."

Fortunately, fortunately, Teacher Huang helped him.

Fortunately, during this period of time, he had a chat with Mr. Huang about acting skills.

Otherwise, if he couldn't tell, he was afraid that he would either die of embarrassment or be beaten to death by the old man.

"Swelling and pain in the throat, not being able to swallow anything. This symptom should be puffy. A snake sheds its skin and burns it. Grind it finely, wrap it in cotton thread, and the throat will heal immediately."

Ye Qing heard the symptoms and immediately said the prescription.

This prescription seems to be the one he recorded in the "Sheng Hui Fang" back then.

As long as the symptoms are exactly as this silly boy said, then you can give it a try.

"Okay, I'll make a note. I'll tell him when I go back after picking mushrooms."

Peng Yuchang nodded seriously.

Huh... It's okay, it's okay, it can be regarded as muddling through.

"Okay, hurry up and go back to cooking after picking the mushrooms. When the show is over, you can go to the ready-made medicine at the little screwdriver."

Ye Qing looked at the sun, and stopped talking about medicinal materials.

The amount of this prescription is fixed, so it is a bit troublesome for the child to get it by himself.

Anyway, he was going to take these two kinds of mushrooms and wild boar to the little screwdriver later, so he let the little screwdriver do it by the way, and then let the kid take it to his friend directly.

……

And this time.

Wang Sicong and the monkey outside the woods have changed the way they got along just now.

One person and one monkey are no longer glaring at each other, but have been torn together.

Although Wang Shicong was many times bigger than the monkey, the monkey at the moment was slightly better.

It rides on Ticong's shoulders, holding Ticong's hair tightly with both hands.

This human being is so annoying.

He is much taller and mightier than it, and even started to fight with it.

It's just bullying monkeys too much.

Today it has to pull all his hair off.

Let you, a human being, bully me, and I have to return it.

The pain of the monkey's subordinates grinned and inhaled.

"Relax, you fucking get out of here quickly."

Tear Cong's words were full of angry shouts.

Is this monkey so fucking smart?
This is more spiritual than the monkeys he saw in the zoo before.

Just with the ability to pluck hair with one hand, he was able to shake off the monkey just now.

But this time, the monkey was holding onto his hair tightly and would not let go.

He wanted to pull it off, but if he made a move, the monkey might be able to tear off his scalp.

At this moment, his heart was broken.

How the hell did he know this was the case, why didn't he follow them in just now?

The momentary laziness caused him to get involved with this dead monkey.

It's all right now, no one will let anyone.

"Are you two having fun?"

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