space fisherman

Chapter 235 Bad Poems
60 grams of astragalus, 60 grams of five clawed dragon, 30 grams of Codonopsis, 15 grams of Atractylodes macrocephala, 10 grams of Bupleurum...

After seeing off his brother-in-law, Ye Yuan plunged into the study, and found something on the Internet that could strengthen his body.

Here comes the prescription for health.

While searching the Internet, he wrote and drew in his notebook, and finally he researched a prescription for it.

If this prescription is seen by those old Chinese doctors, they will definitely say that his prescription is nonsense and has no pharmacology at all.
But so what?Do you know how much you can cure cancer?If you can't, just don't BB.

Putting down the pen, seeing that the time was still early, Ye Yuan took out an ancient book he got before in the space and flipped through it.

Turning to the first page, there is a seven-character poem recorded here:

Cattle and sheep don't need to be led when they know the way,
Come down to drink Bixi Spring in groups.

Children ride to death,
Only on the edge of the East Valley and the West Valley.

What the hell is this shit?Isn't it said that ancient poems are all kind of obscure?How can a five-year-old child understand this poem at a glance?Continue to turn to the next page,
After hunting, father and son circle around,
The dew is stained with autumn grass and the first fat of deer,
Fold the poplars and burn them together, pour them out,
Drunk while Gu Hong immediately flew.

It's a little bit better than the last one, keep going.

The child can ride a camel at the age of five,
The milk cake is Le Zena.

Suddenly, Qingsha turned triumphantly,
Teased the school father to dance the devil.

What the hell is this? Ye Yuan couldn't calm down after flipping through a few pages in a row. Are the ancients really serious?Can such poems be included in this ancient book?
Ye Yuan flipped through the pages in disbelief, and it turned out that the whole book was filled with such bad poems.

Judging from the handwriting on the ancient book, it should be written by the same person. Although the poem is not very good, the word is really good.

Even a person like Ye Yuan who doesn't know calligraphy can tell that the people who wrote these poems have profound attainments in calligraphy.

After reading this book, Ye Yuan's interest in studying those ancient books was extinguished.

Seeing that the time was already 10 o'clock in the evening, Ye Yuan also really admired himself after unknowingly reading bad poems for more than 2 hours.

After teasing the two Tibetan mastiff cubs that he would put in the study for a while, he got up and went back to his bedroom to practice.

In the morning, Yuwan Island.

Open your eyes and look through the window at the half-rise sun on the sea level.

"Brother, this is also a sea view room, right?"

He made fun of himself, then got up to wash, his mother was not at home, Ye Yuan was too lazy to make breakfast, so he came to the crew canteen to deal with it.

Today's breakfast is seafood porridge, buns, and pickles. After a simple breakfast, I found Wang Husheng and took out the prescription I wrote last night.

"One catty of each medicine in it," Ye Yuan ordered.

Wang Husheng scratched his head:

"Uh... Isn't the boss's traditional Chinese medicine caught by Lunke?"

Ye Yuan said angrily:

"It's so much nonsense, you can buy whatever you are told, and buy me a casserole by the way."

The reason why he wanted to buy casserole was because Ye Yuan learned about it online yesterday.

According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, the best choice for boiling Chinese medicine is casserole or clay pot.

The properties of these two medicine pots are relatively stable, they are not easy to chemically react with medicines, and the heat transfer effect is uniform, which can ensure the quality of traditional Chinese medicine decoctions.

In addition to these two pots, enamel and stainless steel pots can also be used to boil Chinese medicine, but the effect is not as good as casserole pots and clay pots.

Iron pots, aluminum pots, copper pots, and tin pots cannot be used to boil medicine, because the pots of these materials are chemically unstable, easy to oxidize, and have chemical reactions with certain ingredients in traditional Chinese medicine.

For example, it reacts with tannins to produce iron tannate with a darker liquid color, and reacts with flavonoids to produce insoluble polymers.

After the medicinal liquid undergoes a series of chemical reactions, its quality will be affected to a certain extent, thus directly affecting the effect of the medicinal liquid.

Although the traditional Chinese medicine brewed by Ye Yuan mainly depends on the space lake water inside.

But he didn't want people to see that he was unprofessional. How can he say that in the eyes of Xu Hang and Song Ran, he is a proper genius doctor, right?
At noon, Wang Husheng had already bought back the medicinal materials Ye Yuan needed, and also bought a casserole.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Xuehong brought his wife to Yuwan Island on a luxury yacht, and Ye Yuan came to the pier to greet him.

"Xiaoyuan, this is my lover Liu Caifeng, you can just call me Auntie."

Ye Yuan looked at the old woman standing next to Wang Xuehong. From her appearance, she was about 60 years old, which may be the reason for long-term insomnia.

The old woman was a little thin, and her face was not looking very good.

"Hello, auntie," Ye Yuan greeted warmly.

"You are Xiaoyuan, thank you for the ambergris, otherwise my insomnia would be tortured to death."

"Auntie, you're being polite. I can't afford to thank you. I sold it to Uncle Wang, not a gift, so you should thank Uncle Wang."

"Hahaha, Xiaoyuan can still talk."

Wang Xuehong smiled heartily.

Seeing that the two were empty-handed, Ye Yuan couldn't help asking curiously:

"Uncle Wang, don't you want to stay for a few days? Why don't you even bring a change of clothes?"

"It's all on the boat, those are not in a hurry, take me to see the baby you said."

Wang Xuehong poked his hands while talking, looking like a child.

"Okay, okay, I see you are in a hurry, and things can't run away."

While Ye Yuan was replying, he led Wang Xuehong and his wife towards his villa.

As soon as he entered the study, Wang Xuehong saw several items placed on the table.

Before Ye Yuan could speak, Wang Xuehong went straight to the table, took out the magnifying glass that he carried with him, and began to watch carefully.

Liu Caifeng was used to seeing the old man like this, so she smiled at Ye Yuan with some embarrassment:

"The old man is like this. He is usually fine. Once he sees this, he just ignores it. Xiaoyuan, don't mind."

"No, no."

These few items were prepared by Ye Yuan in advance, randomly selected from those defective antiques.

At this moment, Wang Xuehong was concentrating on looking at the porcelain vase with obvious cracks in front of him, and he was still chanting:

"The celadon overturns the lotus statue, unfortunately there are cracks."

After watching for a full 30 minutes, Wang Xuehong finally finished reading all the antiques on the table, then turned to look at Ye Yuan, and asked in an uncertain tone:
"If I'm not mistaken, these should be hailao porcelain, right?"

Ye Yuan nodded with a smile.

"It's a pity, these are more or less damaged. Take this blue-glazed upside-down lotus statue as an example. It was a good thing during the Two Dynasties. It's a pity that there is a crack.
And this cowpea red is also a rare treasure, what a pity, what a pity.”

From Wang Xuehong's regretful expression, it can be seen how valuable these porcelains are if they are in good condition.

At this moment when the two of them were talking, Granny Liu saw an ancient book on the table in the study room that Ye Yuan threw there casually.

"Xiaoyuan, can I read this book?"

"Auntie, you can read it casually, it's the content in this book... forget it, you will know it after reading it."

(End of this chapter)