Three Kingdoms: From Yinlin to Great Wei Xiongzhu

Chapter 180 The artifact of dispelling cold, it's delicious but dumplings

The winter sun shines through the thin clouds and shines on the vast white land, reflecting the silver light, which makes people's eyes shine.

Today's weather is very different from the previous weather.

What's even weirder is that the sun shines on Xi Zhicai's eyes, nose, and cheeks...

He was wearing a Confucian hat, and he was meticulous. He first touched his head to the ground, then lifted it up...then he knelt upright, letting the eyes of the surroundings burst into him.

East City of Chenliu Commandery, this is the place where Chenliu’s upper classes gather. Many people heard that... someone was kneeling in front of the Cai Mansion, and they subconsciously thought that it was Miss Cai Yan or Lu Gongcao punishing the servants...

But as soon as I heard that the person kneeling was a military officer offering wine and playing Zhicai... Now, the whole Chenliu County exploded!

"It's the military division sacrificial wine..."

"Why are you kneeling here for the opera sacrifice wine!"

"You don't even know this. Ten days ago, it was Lu Gongcao who taught his disciples the method of curing typhoid fever through his words and deeds. One of his disciples used this method to save Military Master Xi...so is Military Master Xi repaying his kindness?"

After all, it was an upper-class circle, and some people got some news, but even so, they were still surprised.

Who is Xi Zhi?

It is rumored that this is the military adviser who can make Duke Cao cry. He...kneeled?
No matter what the purpose is, this matter... is so mysterious!
A series of voices came to Xi Zhicai's ears, but he remained motionless... He just let everyone in Chenliu County see that it was Lu Yu who saved his life!Thank you for saving lives, love for reinvention!
Kneeling for a cup of tea, Cai Mansion's gatekeeper noticed it, hurriedly opened the door, and saw Xi Zhicai... His jaw almost dropped in shock, and he almost peed...

Sergeant offering wine, this is the big celebrity in front of Cao Zhoumu's eyes!

He tried to persuade Xi Zhicai to get up, but Xi Zhicai ignored him...Come on, how about kneeling?
Menzi hurried to report to the mansion.

It's just... Lu Yu is very busy now, he and Zhuge Jun were messing around in the backyard, and even called a large group of people, and they still gave the familiar orders, but Cao Gong didn't see him when he came... Dian Wei was guarding the gate, and the gate was not even qualified to enter.

Now, I'm in a hurry, so I can only invite Miss Cai Yan!
Soon...

Cai Yan ran out of the mansion in a hurry, "Why is Mr. Xi doing this? You... kneel down in front of Cai's mansion, how can I... Brother Yu and I deserve it!"

Seeing Cai Yan, Xi Zhicai finally raised his head.

"I can afford it, I can afford it, both Engong and Miss Cai Yan can afford it..."

With a bang, Xi Zhicai knocked his head down again, just like pounding garlic!
Cai Zhaoji trembled all over, she had never seen such a battle...

"Quick, help Mr. Xi up..."

...Don't look at Xi Zhicai who is weak, a group of maids can't help him up.

Xi Zhicai's tone was extremely firm, "I'm here to kneel to my benefactor for saving my life. If my benefactor doesn't come, how can I get up!"

Huo…

Cai Zhaoji felt a little messy, and today she met her head as a donkey!
"Ah... alas..."

Sighing helplessly, Cai Zhaoji had no choice but to hurry to the backyard of the mansion.

Brother Yu was busy and said he didn't see anyone...but she, Sister Zhaoji, was an exception.

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Cai Mansion, the backyard.

It stands to reason that this was originally the experimental base of the oil workshop, but... now the situation is special, there is no food to squeeze oil, and for a while, the experimental base of the oil workshop has a lot of leisure.

Today, though, it looks busy in here.

As for the reason, Lu Yu asked "Zhuge Liang" to prepare a huge iron pot, what is he going to cook today.

now…

In the backyard, apart from Zhuge Jun and a group of officials from the oil workshop, Wei Hong, Xiahou Dun, Xun Yu, and Cao Chun were all there... Lu Yu called them here specially.

"Mr. Lu, you are a big iron pot, and you asked me to find sheep for you. What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?" Wei Hong knocked on his forehead...

He was a little confused, Lu Yu's operation this time was very puzzling...

Not only him, Xun Yu, Xiahou Dun, Cao Chun... even Zhuge Jun, but also a group of oil factory officials are also a little confused.

At this moment...they had no idea what Lu Yu wanted to do?
The situation in front of him was that while Lu Yu had people boil water in a large iron pot, he asked the oil shop stewards to chop the mutton into minced meat... and take out the bones of the mutton.

In addition, he also poured out a lot of medicinal materials, including ephedra, cinnamon twig, notopterygium, ginger, angelica dahurica, etc... a lot!

Of course…

Because Lu Yu is in charge of the medical department, this amount of medicinal materials is nothing to him, just a drizzle.

"Old Wei, General Xiahou, Xun Sima, General Cao... just take care of yourself... This business can not only make money, but also bring great merit!"

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth curled up, and he smiled at them... a confident smile.

When it comes to making money, Wei Hong, Xia Houdun, Cao Chun, and Xun Yu get excited.

The last time they set up an oil workshop, they made a lot of money. Almost from the first day of oil extraction to the last day, the market was in short supply.

Even... many other states and counties are willing to exchange food for...

Among them, Wei Hong made the most money.

Of course, Wei Hong earns what he earns, he is the richest man in Chenliu, at most he will become the richest man in Yanzhou, the difference is not big.

And here, the biggest difference is Xun Yu, Xiahou Dun, Cao Chun...

As Lu Yu's partners, they feel that their input and output are completely out of proportion... It's as if they planted a seed, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Yu gave them back a moment of heaven!
During the few months when the oil shop's business was good, they finally realized what it means to make money while lying down.

Even Xiahoudun, who has a grudge against money and rewards his soldiers as soon as he has money, is able to save some of it, and even repaired his dilapidated house...

In short, the big guys are very happy to make money, and everyone has a smile on their cheeks.

Zhuyu was in front, and now... Lu Yu brought up the matter of making money again, how could he not make the four of them feel itchy!

"Second brother? Don't just play tricks, but talk about how to make money? This time...do you need big brother to send people to post notices everywhere?"

Xiahou Dun is very active...

Uh…

Lu Yu paused.

Immediately smiled slightly, since it's a secret, then naturally it has to be sold until the last moment, the so-called sense of ritual and mystery are still needed.

Lu Yu turned around and asked the group of oil workshop officers.

"Is it all done?"

"All right!"

"Get off the pot!" An order came...

Those ephedra, cinnamon sticks, notopterygium, ginger, angelica, etc. were put into the pot one after another. In addition, there were sheep bones, a lot of sheep bones...

Poor 180-day-old lamb, I'm sorry, although your meat is not only delicious, but also full of treasures.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Yu suddenly wanted to eat lamb kidneys, the fat and oily ones.

The soup was boiled on a high fire, and soon... the whole backyard was filled with the smell of delicious and rich mutton soup, which immediately aroused the gluttons in the stomachs of all the people in the courtyard.

Especially Dian Wei, who was originally the guard outside the courtyard... Smelling the smell, he couldn't help but move over.

In the cauldron at this time, the color is bright and milky white. The thick soup made of sheep bones and dried Chinese medicine makes people move their index fingers just by looking at it.

hiss…

Xun Yu frowned, he wondered if the business Lu Yu was talking about was mutton soup?

It seems... As early as in the "Warring States Policy", there was a record of mutton soup. It is said that the king of Zhongshan once gave the mutton soup to the ministers.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in short...it just missed Sima Ziqi...

That's why he offended him.

In a fit of rage, this guy ran to the more powerful state of Chu, and insisted on persuading the state of Chu to send troops to destroy the state of Zhongshan. This is the so-called tragedy of subjugation caused by a bowl of mutton soup.

It seems... Since then, the following dynasties have avoided drinking mutton soup, thinking that this soup is unlucky!

But Lu Yu...

Xun Yu pondered, could it be that he did the opposite? With his usual style, it is really possible!

In fact, Xun Yu guessed half of it right, he guessed the second floor, but after the second floor, there are three more floors behind!
"Where's Jiao Er? Are you ready?"

"It's all ready." Zhuge Jun promised...

"Get off the pot!" Another order came.

Hundreds of "Jiao Er" were poured into this traditional Chinese medicine mutton soup at the same time!
Hearing this, Xiahou Dun scratched his head. "What is Jiaoer?"

Don't talk... When he asked, everyone became curious.

Yes?Delicate ears, literally, delicate ears...

It's not like putting the ears in the pot to cook, is it a bit bloody?

"Don't worry..." Lu Yu waved his hand as if he could see the worry on everyone's faces. "Jiao'er, in fact, after wrapping the dough, it looks like an ear, so it is named Jiao'er, the essence is noodles!

Of course, it also has a name called - dumplings! "

dumpling…

Xiahou Dun nodded, the name is good, it sounds so visceral!
Of course…

Lu Yu's so-called third layer is to cook the dumplings together with Chinese medicine and mutton soup...

The so-called one plus one plus one is greater than three!
This operation... It is not just a dumpling, it is an ordinary food, but it has become a kind of medicine and food...

It has a very pretentious name - Quhan Jiaoer Decoction!

The reason for doing this is because of Zhang Zhongjing...

Don't look far away in Changsha County, but Lu Yu is thinking about him, and he is counting on him to come to Yanzhou Medical Department to preside over the overall situation!
But, thinking about it, thinking about it...

Suddenly Lu Yu thought of another matter, something related to Zhang Zhongjing!
That's right, it's the Quhan Jiaoer Decoction. When Zhang Zhongjing was 50 years old, that is, five years later...in order to resist typhoid fever, he figured out a therapeutic prescription to keep out the cold, which is the Quhan Jiaoer Decoction!

The method of dispelling cold jiaoer soup is very simple... it is to boil sheep bones and some medicines for dispelling cold in a pot. After it is cooked, take it out and chop it up. Cook the stuffed dough.

After the dough is wrapped, it looks like an ear, and because the effect is to prevent the ears from freezing, Zhang Zhongjing named it "Jiaoer", which is what later generations call dumplings.

As the saying goes, it’s not as good as dumplings, and as fun as it is...cough cough...that’s a long way off.

From Zhang Zhongjing's dispelling cold jiaoer decoction, Lu Yu thought of typhoid fever... cure alone is not enough, we have to find a way to eliminate it from the source!
Then... this cold-dispelling jiaoer soup and dumplings should come into being.

Cold-dispelling jiaoer soup and dumplings...can warm the whole body, help Yuanyang, replenish essence and blood, and treat lung deficiency. It can be regarded as a good therapeutic method to fight against typhoid fever!

In addition, a concept has to be popularized to the people of Yanzhou——

——Eating dumplings during the winter solstice will keep your ears from freezing. As long as your ears are warm, your body will have no major problems, and you won’t be afraid of typhoid fever!

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Seeing that the dumplings are about to come out of the pan.

Cai Zhaoji broke into this place...before she had time to speak, she was surrounded by this mellow and rich smell...

So...so fragrant?

After all, Cai Zhaoji, who had always been reserved, moved her index finger a little at this moment, wanting to taste the food in Lu Yu's pot.

But... this idea only appeared for a moment...

Cai Zhaoji shook her head...

"Brother Yu...you have to go to the gate of the mansion to have a look." She said loudly, "The opera sacrificial wine is kneeling outside the gate of our mansion, he said...unless you go, he will...be unable to kneel for long. "

What?
The words blurted out... Lu Yu was startled for a moment.

Immediately afterwards... Xiahou Dun, Xun Yu, Cao Chun, and Wei Hong were all taken aback. What's going on?Why did Xi Zhicai kneel in front of the Cai Mansion?
Could it be that because Lu Yu cured his typhoid fever, he came here to thank him?

If this is the case... then... why not?

Because...in the past ten days, Lu Yu's apprentices have rescued more than a thousand typhoid patients. If all of them came to kneel and thank each other...then...the threshold of the Cai Mansion might be smashed by these heads, right?

Zhicai, Zhicai... When did he become so stupid?
Several people looked at each other...

At this moment, Lu Yu had already walked towards the door, and they also hurriedly chased after him. Speaking of which, Xi Zhicai was kneeling, what did he look like?
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Changsha County, Prefect's Mansion!
an hour...

two hours...

Zhang Zhongjing is always looking at Huang Xu. Zhang Zhongjing is carefully observing every movement of his body, forehead, and even his expression...

According to the method in the bamboo slips, Zhang Zhongjing prescribes the right medicine... Now it's time to see the effect?
Huang Xu didn't know why...

The medicinal soup made by Uncle Zhongjing, he would drink it if he told him to drink it...without hesitation at all.

Of course, in his opinion, how could he live up to Uncle Zhongjing's painstaking efforts?It's a dying struggle, right?

"Uncle Zhongjing, actually...don't worry about me anymore."

Huang Xu opened his mouth and said... "How intractable typhoid fever is. In the past two years in Changsha County...by Uncle Zhongjing's side, how could I not know? Or...forget it!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Huang Xu seems to have accepted the arrangement of fate...

"Actually, I..." Huang Xu thought of something again. "Actually, my father is what I can't let go of the most. Even though I let him know the news of my terminal illness later, but... he will know sooner or later. At that time... I'm dead, but my father... I must, I must have collapsed of!"

Huang Zhong will care more about his son, no one knows better than Huang Xu.

To the outside world, Huang Zhong is a majestic general, but at home, he is always a kind father, giving his son whatever he wants.

call…

With a long breath, Huang Xu shook his head again. "Alas, I heard that after suffering from typhoid fever for half a day... I couldn't speak. After two days, I couldn't go to the ground. My body is weaker. I'm afraid it's time for me to speak... already..."

When talking about this, Huang Xu was taken aback...

right?

It seems that what is wrong?

He...he came to Uncle Zhongjing's place, and it's been five or six hours since he was in line... It's almost dusk, so logically speaking, he...his typhoid fever should have broken out?It should be so painful that I should not be able to speak...

And this...is the inherent symptom of typhoid fever, but it seems...he can still talk, and he doesn't feel any discomfort.

From a certain moment, the feeling of typhoid attack in his body suddenly disappeared.

No, what's wrong!
With a "gudong", Huang Xu spit and swallowed it into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly got up, and he walked around the entire lobby of the government office.

Seems wrong...

He ran it again... still definitely not right...

During the third circle, he jumped while running, a big jump... yes, a big jump, jumping from one side of the table to the other side of the table...

He...he felt...his body was weird!
Obviously... After suffering from typhoid fever, every breath of his body can be described by the four words "deteriorating".

The energy in the body seemed to be continuously frozen by ice, and it began to become weak and diminished...

Logically speaking, he...he should have been lying on the sickbed long ago!

Why... It's already dusk, he still doesn't feel sick at all, on the contrary, he walks like flying...

Thinking of this, Huang Xu subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead...

It's not hot anymore, it's really not hot anymore...

You have been in a pessimistic mood before, and you didn't notice that the high fever on your forehead has receded?

Then... the question is coming, is... when did it fade away?
Huang Xu was stunned, he began to recall in detail, starting from every moment when he entered the government office...

What is he doing every hour, even every breath?Huang Xu tried hard to think...

But... No matter what, he couldn't think of when the high fever on his forehead would fade away?
How did it fade?

Seeing him like this...

Zhang Zhongjing finally spoke. "Touch the palm of your hand, isn't it getting hotter a lot!"

Well…

Huang Xu touched the palm of his hand according to Uncle Zhongjing's words, it was indeed...a lot hot, and...not only hot, but the palm was even sweating.

Could it be... a bold idea appeared in my heart.

At this time, Zhang Zhongjing blurted out his words again.

However, before blurting out, his eyes stared deeply at the bamboo slips on the table in front of him.

"Is your back sweating? Do you feel a warm current flowing from the chest to the spleen and stomach!"

These are all written in the magical bamboo slips, the reaction after recovering from typhoid fever...

According to Zhang Zhongjing's observation, Huang Xu's current state is completely in line with these reactions. Although it is unbelievable and unbelievable, it can almost show that the incurable typhoid fever... no longer plagues Huang Xu!
He...he defeated the disease!
Similarly, Zhang Zhongjing's best friend... Huang Hansheng, his mortal son was rescued from the gate of hell!

And all of these... are... all thanks to this incomparably mysterious bamboo slip.

"Uncle, I...I feel that the warm current in my body is constantly wandering, I...I am not cold at all, I...I even feel full of strength!"

Huang Xu said excitedly, at this moment, he was dancing.

At this moment...he jumped three feet!
call…

Zhang Zhongjingyou never got out of the shock, he was amazing, amazing...just after reading a scroll of bamboo slips, he...he solved the incurable disease recognized in this world all at once!
that...that...

He subconsciously picked up the four scrolls of bamboo slips with both hands...

In fact, in my free time just now...

He... He has already read it roughly. At that time, he was concerned about Huang Xu's illness and didn't have much feeling. It was just some specific symptoms of typhoid fever and the corresponding solutions!

But now...

The facts are in front of us, these four bamboo slips are not so simple, so to speak... the typhoid fever that has plagued the big man for decades... its nemesis lies in the few words on the bamboo slips!

call…

call…

With a heavy exhalation, Zhang Zhongjing no longer cared about answering Huang Xu's question.

Or, is there still a need to answer?

You can dance!What's the situation... I probably already have a plan in my heart, right?
So now, he can no longer hold back...to read the bamboo slips carefully, word by word, sentence by sentence...

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the lobby of the government office became much quieter. Zhang Zhongjing was reading, while Huang Xu watched him read.

Time seems to have stopped!

From Uncle Zhongjing's eyes, Huang Xu could see something.

He realized that it was...it was the four scrolls of bamboo slips sent by Wang Zhubo that saved Huang Xu's life!
Moreover, he was still suffering from terminal typhoid... this incurable disease, which pulled him back from the gate of hell.

Huang Xu remembered...these...these four scrolls of bamboo slips seemed to be sent by someone from Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao, and... Cao Cao seemed to have sent a messenger to ask to see Uncle Zhongjing...

Then... this request to see you, but just... but just asking for a meeting has a lot of meaning!

"Uncle Zhongjing..." Huang Xu said...

But just after reciting four words, Zhang Zhongjing directly interrupted.

He was seeing the key, and he didn't want to be interrupted.

Now... Facts speak louder than words. Reviewing the bamboo slips again, Zhang Zhongjing felt that every word, every paragraph, and every prescription in it was exquisite and incomparable!
Even, every sentence seems to be written for him... It's more like a perfect summary of his refinements and attempts over the years... Summarized!
It's more like the gods in the sky take pity on the world and teach him how to save the world and save people, how to save the common people?
The first volume of pulse identification method;

The second volume of Pingmai method;

The third volume of typhoid fever cases;

Volume Four...

Zhang Zhongjing was almost engrossed in it...he couldn't help but keep watching...kept meditating.

But as the number of scrolls became less and less, and the text that could be recorded later became less and less, he became more and more concerned about gains and losses. He... he was even worried that it would be disconnected at a certain point!

But... Finally, I still saw the end...

And this is by no means the final chapter.

Because, in front of Zhang Zhongjing's eyes, a line of huge characters suddenly appeared——

——If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!

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　The third needle...the arm really hurts.

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