The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 10

[Chapter 10 The Ancient Inkstone Was Surprised]

Although Wu Xiuhe didn’t take the 8 taels of silver in his eyes, he did take the Ran House in his eyes. He was quite satisfied with Ran Yan’s recent performance, and besides, his face-to-face technique has never been miscalculated…

His mind changed in an instant, Wu Xiuhe stroked his long beard with a kind expression, quite a sense of relief that my family had grown up as a young girl.

Wu Xiuhe stretched out his hand to help Ran Yan, “Get up quickly, when I saw that you grow herbs very well, I knew that you have the talent to study medicine, and come in and tell me.”

Ran Yan followed Wu Xiuhe into the room, Wan Lu looked at the silver in her hand, knowing that it belonged to someone else soon, and felt more distressed.

“This old man is from Guiguzi’s sect. When I arrive at this old man, it is already the ninety-third generation…” Wu Xiuhe sat upright on the main seat and continued, “This old man and your girl are also destined, today I will accept you as a descendant of the ninety-fourth generation.”

Wan Lu opened her mouth and was about to speak, but she was choked back by Ran Yan’s faint glance, and she pursed her mouth tightly, but her phoenix eyes were full of suspicion.

After Wu Xiu and the long-winded conversation, Ran Yan made a salutation, and the name of the teacher and apprentice was thus decided.

“The old man was collecting herbs in Xishan today, and he was lucky. He actually picked up a 20-year-old Zizhi, I said! It turns out that God was afraid that the old man would not greet him.” Wu Xiuhe said, and got up and went around behind the curtain. Picked up a larger sesame seedlings from the medicine basket, thought about it, put it back, took the small one, and walked out with a big smile.

“I’ll give you this Zizhi as a gift!” Wu Xiuhe put the Zizhi in Ran Yan’s hand and said lovingly, “Tomorrow I will teach Wanlu to stew for you to replenish your body.”

Ran Yan pulled a smile, and quickly knelt down and said, “Thank you for your love, Master!”

“Get up, get up, we have always been casual at Guigu Sect.” Wu Xiuhe laughed.

Ran Yanling Wanlu put down the eight taels of silver and turned to say, “It’s late, Master should rest earlier, so I won’t bother you anymore.”

After exiting the door, Wanlu hurriedly said, “Ma’am, Wu Shenyi just started to say that he is a descendant of Bian Que, and later he said that he was a disciple of Hua Tuo, and now he is a disciple of Guiguzi, he, he is Don’t lie to us!”

Although Wan Lu didn’t read much, she also knew that Bian Que and Hua Tuo were not alone.

“Do you know why I worship him as my teacher?” Ran Yan asked, while handing the Zizhi in her hand to Wanlu.

Wan Lu shook her head and carefully wrapped Zizhi with a handkerchief.

Ran Yan said indifferently, “Just like this Zizhi is not twenty years old, no matter what the origin of Wu Shenyi is, I don’t care, all I want is his reputation in the countryside.”

“It’s not twenty years!” Wan Lu didn’t grasp the point of Ran Yan’s words at all, and her eyes lit up at Wu Xiuhe’s deception. With that posture, she had a tendency to immediately turn back to Wu Xiuhe’s theory.

Ran Yan grabbed her and explained, “Scientifically speaking, Ganoderma lucidum is irrespective of age, as long as it grows, it has medicinal value, but some Ganoderma lucidum that has been around for a long time has long since scattered because of its Ganoderma lucidum spores. It has the ability to reproduce and has low medicinal value. The so-called thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is just a lie.”

“Science… spores… reproduction?” Wan Lu was stunned, listening to the unfamiliar words that came out of Ran Yan’s mouth, trying to digest it. Although she still didn’t understand, she also vaguely understood the meaning of Ran Yan’s words: Ganoderma lucidum is as long as Mature, have medicinal effects.

Ran Yan knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and covered it as if nothing had happened. “Ganoderma lucidum can be distinguished according to its size, spores… and color and shape. After all, this Ganoderma lucidum is not bad except that it is a little smaller.”

Wan Lu stared blankly at Ran Yan for a long time, then said in a sullen voice, “Miss, I suddenly feel like I’ve become stupid.”

Ran Yan knew that she shouldn’t be so different from usual in front of Wan Lu all of a sudden, but she needed someone by her side to get used to her as soon as possible before she could take the next step.

Xing Niang is thoughtful,

He also thinks a lot, and although Wan Lu is smart, he usually doesn’t think too deeply about things, which is in line with Ran Yan’s needs.

“People say that a long illness makes a good doctor. I have been ill for a long time, so naturally I know a little more.” Ran Yan gave an explanation that is not an explanation, and then said, “No matter what the master is, he has not lost much in recent years. If it wasn’t for him, I might have died of illness long ago, so Wan Lu, you should respect him as much in the future.”

“Yeah. What the lady said is.” Wan Lu nodded, but it was a fact. A doctor Ling who didn’t know each other, not for money, did his best to heal his lady. This is already a great kindness, how can it be because of The greetings given by others are not the best, and they are picky!

Thinking of the ceremony, the eight taels of apprenticeship fees made Wan Lu feel a pain in the flesh again, “I also said that I will go to the city tomorrow to cut clothes for the lady. That’s good. There are only half a thousand dollars left, and it’s not enough to cut a scorpion.”

Hezi is a unique name in the Tang Dynasty. It is similar to the apron. The biggest difference from the apron is that it does not have the belt hanging around the neck, which is convenient for wearing a half-breasted skirt.

Five hundred pennies are enough to cut the hex, but if it is to make dresses, it will be far worse.

“I just want to go to the city tomorrow to see, not just to cut clothes.” Ran Yan mainly wanted to see how to make money, so sitting on the mountain is not the way, besides, this mountain can only be eaten for a month. .

Wan Lu waited for Ran Yan to go to bed, collected the Lingzhi, and quietly exited the door.

After the apprenticeship, Ran Yan put down one thing on her mind, slept well all night, and woke up the next day feeling refreshed.

After Wan Lu was on duty at night, she went to sleep not long after, and Xing Niang first served Ran Yan to wash and dress up. After everything was in order, Wan Lu came over.

Xing Niang insisted not to go together, but dragged Ran Yan and Wan Lu to instruct them ramble.

After a simple breakfast, the two managed to escape Xing Niang’s “poisoning”, and when they were about to put on their shoes, a servant boy said outside the courtyard, “Is Shiqi Niang here?”

Wan Lu paused for a while, then hurried to open the door, “Yes, what’s the matter?”

The servant handed the package in his hand to Wanlu and said, “This is what Mr. Sang, a new school teacher in the village, entrusted to Xiaoqi Niang.”

Although the young servant’s attitude was not picky, UU’s reading www.sonicmtl.com But the thick gossip in his eyes made it hard to ignore, Wan Lu glared at him viciously, and was about to scold him, but thought that if he offended him, In the future, life in Zhuangzi was even more difficult, so I forcibly endured it and owed money carelessly, “It’s hard work. I wonder if Mr. Sang has anything else to say?”

“No.” The boy replied.

“Mr. Sang is also a person who has read poetry and books, how can he not know how to avoid it!” Wan Lu muttered.

This matter is not a big deal in the north at all. Chang’an women don’t even wear a scorpion when they go out, and it is more common for them to sit at the same table with men. It is different in the south. In this way, men and women pass on things in private, even if there is no crime, it is always the case. Not very good, “Please wait first, I have to report this matter to the lady first.”

“What’s the matter.” Ran Yan had already brought Mi Li and walked out of the yard.

“Mr. Sang brought it.” Wan Lu put the burden in front of Ran Yan.

Ran Yan paused for a while, wondering in her heart, she and Sang Chen were just one-on-one, why did she want to send something?

Ran Yan stretched out her hand to pick up the bag, revealing an inkstone, and two taels of silver, and there was a letter under the inkstone.

Ran Yan stared at the Fang Yantai tightly, her pupils tightening sharply.

This is a clear mud inkstone, which is rose purple in color, and a realistic orchid is carved on one side of the inkstone.

Except that it was a new inkstone, it was no different from the one on Ran Yan’s desk in the previous life.

The appearance of this Fang Yantai has shaken Ran Yan’s determination to live in the Tang Dynasty. Who is that Sang Chen, and what does it have to do with her crossing?

Many questions suddenly came up, causing Ran Yan, who had always been calm and sober, to have a moment of confusion.

Luckily, there was a cover up by the Milo, and neither the servant nor Wan Lu saw anything wrong.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, Ran Yan stretched out her hand to take out the letter from the inkstone and slowly unfolded it.

[End of this Chapter]