The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 10 Learning the Art of Wang Qi in the Immortal Mansion
Worry-free: "When the water is quiet, it is bright, and when the mind is quiet, it is spiritual. All things are contented in meditation. When your mind is quiet to a certain level, you can see the changes in information. Information is actually the fluctuation of your mind. You first digest this starlight Bar."

"I can't keep up anymore. Well, one step is one step." Yan Zixiu lamented, putting the golden starlight between his eyebrows to digest.It took a while to digest.The general feeling is that Wang Qi Jue can be learned since childhood.

Worriless: "Go back, you have to get up early tomorrow."

When Yan Zixiu returned to reality, the Moonstone was still shining quietly.Look at your watch, it's seven thirty-five in the evening.For so long in Xianfu, the real world is only 35 minutes.Getting ready to go to sleep, as soon as the thought came up, the moonstone began to dim.What a good thing.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was a through train until dawn.Yan Zixiu checked the time, it was six in the morning, half an hour earlier than yesterday, and he felt refreshed and not sleepy.While lamenting that he still had a high-quality sleep to support his people, he got up to wash up.Mother also got up early and was sweeping the yard again.

After Yan Zixiu washed up, he was in the mood and had time to look in the mirror this time.I couldn’t help but be surprised when I saw this, as if I didn’t know myself all of a sudden: I saw a young man with delicate features, smooth complexion, and very energetic in the mirror. No wonder everyone said that I looked good, so I really changed a lot.He couldn't help but come up with a playful heart: Wang Qi Jue!I saw golden light and silvery white light emitting from the top of my head, about three or four inches away, and there was some gray light faintly.According to Wang Qi Jue, the golden light has the fate of Buddha, the white light has the fate of immortality, and the gray color is the mixture of good and evil. I guess I was gray before I met the pharmacist's fairy house.He looked at his mother's head again, it was light gray with a faint golden light, could it be that his mother also had a connection with Buddha, but the timing was too late?I also thought of my little superficial knowledge of Buddhism in the past, and I also knew it from listening to my mother's story of Journey to the West when I was a child.He understood in his heart that telling stories and listening to them is also a kind of fate.

It's better not to think about it, I have to go back to work in a hurry.After all, if you walk to the official road and wait for the bus by chance, it will take more than an hour to reach the village at the fastest.He said hello to his mother, and went out with his leather bag.The so-called leather bags are actually made of artificial leather.

About a mile out of the village, there was no one around, so Wuyou asked, "Are you going on foot like this?"

Yan Zixiu: "Yeah, walk, and try your luck to take a bus."

Wuyou: "It's better to ride a bicycle."

Yan Zixiu: "There is a bicycle, but it's in the village."

Worriless: "The treasure list includes optional small machinery x 1. How about ordering a bicycle from Tiangong City? What brand do you like?"

Yan Zixiu: "That's what you mean by self-selection. It's from Flying Pigeon. It's easy to ride." Suddenly, a bicycle stopped in front of him, brand new and shiny.Sure enough, it is from the Flying Pigeon brand, complete with bells and locks.

Yan Zixiu: "Brother, take them all away, the new ones are easy to be stolen."

Worriless: "Don't worry, send it back no matter how you steal it."

Yan Zixiu: "You are amazing!" He hung his leather bag on the handlebars and rode it for a try, only to realize that the bicycles he had ridden before were all scum.Produced by Tiangong, honor guarantee!He happily rode to the west end of Jiazhuang, and a biker came from the south.Take a look, isn't this fifth uncle?

The fifth uncle, Yan Ting, is not tall, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is generous. He has always been very compatible with Yan Zixiu.When Uncle Wu first got married, he had no children, so he asked Yan Zixiu's sister, Yan Ziying, to be his daughter.After having a child, Ziying was returned.But my sister has been going to visit my fifth uncle every year.One year during the Spring Festival, Yan Zixiu and his sister went to visit relatives of Uncle Wu to give away big buns.It was almost at the door, Yan Zixiu thought about sending the steamed bun basket first, maybe Uncle Wu would give the lucky money.In the end, Uncle Wu still only gave his sister [-] cents for the new year. Yan Zixiu was very disappointed.When I grow up, when I think about these things again, I laugh it off.It is estimated that Fifth Uncle had no money even if he wanted to give it.Uncle Wu has two sons and one daughter, and life is still tight until now.

Yan Zixiu hurriedly braked and shouted: "Uncle Wu!" Get out of the car and wait.

Uncle Wu rode over and got out of the car: "Zixiu, why are you back? Hey, you look so good."

Here it is again, Yan Zixiu had no choice but to speak in a cliché and asked, "Uncle Wu, what are you doing?"

"This..." Fifth Uncle hesitated to speak.

Hope Qi Jue!Yan Zixiu took a look, the fifth uncle's head was mainly gray and white, and some money shapes were faintly jumping. "Uncle Wu, have you encountered any difficulties? Tell me about it."

"Well, it's not that the previous house is really unlivable. I need to renovate the house, and I still need some money. I'll go to Jiazhuang to grind some money." In the countryside, borrowing money is called grinding, because grinding means turnover.

Yan Zixiu hoped that the Qi Jue was not bad, and it really had something to do with money: "How much worse?"

"About four hundred."

400 yuan is a lot.Judging by Uncle Wu's confidence, it may be difficult to borrow it.Without further ado, Yan Zixiu took out five one-hundred sheets from his wallet: "Fifth Uncle, you can use them first."

"I, I won't be able to pay you back for a while." Uncle Wu's eyes were dimly watered, five hundred is not a small number.

"You don't have to pay it back." Yan Zixiu waved his hand and said, it feels so good to be generous, "By the way, Uncle Wu, if you are free, come to my uncle's house to see the corn thresher today. If you are interested, I can help You buy a batch on credit. You know a lot of people in Nanxiang, and you can get some activity money if you sell them. Also, you can bring these juicy pears to my grandma. I have to rush to work, so I’m leaving.”

Uncle Wu: "You..."

Yan Zixiu has long since left.

The autumn was crisp, and he drove all the way in a good mood. Everything looked like a painting, and he arrived at Liyuanji in only half an hour.Because it was almost eight o'clock, Yan Zixiu didn't get out of the car when he saw acquaintances, he greeted them briefly, and rode into the township courtyard with a ringing bell.

He locked the car, took his leather bag and went to the deputy mayor Wang in charge to sell the vacation.Now the conditions in the village are limited, and everyone has a living room and an office.

"Major Wang, I'm back." Yan Zixiu said.The adverb of the deputy mayor is generally not called.

"Xiao Yan, why did you come back early?" Deputy Township Chief Wang is of medium build, relatively thin, with thinning hair and big eyes, "Hey, you look good."

"I met a brilliant Chinese medicine doctor, who helped me recuperate. So I canceled my vacation in advance." Yan Zixiu's words were almost worn out.

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Now that you're back, you go to Gulou Village to see the progress of the autumn harvest."

"Okay. The pears I brought from home, you have a taste."

"Okay, let it go." Deputy Township Chief Wang waved his hand.

Yan Zixiu returned to his residence, opened the door, put down his purse, took two bowls and a pair of chopsticks and went to the kitchen: "Master Zhang, do you have any food?" Everyone should have eaten this point, but usually they will leave more , because some township cadres may have something to do, so they are not allowed to order.

"Xiao Yan is back? There is still food." Master Zhang is a thin old man with gray hair, and he is very kind to everyone.Yan Zixiu liked him very much.

Master Zhang packed the food and handed it over; "Hey, Xiao Yan, you look good, don't you?"

"I met a good Chinese medicine doctor and he helped me fix it." Everyone is concerned, so repeat it, Yan Zixiu sharpened his mouth again, and washed the dishes and chopsticks after eating, "Master Zhang, can you help me?" I'm looking for a cloth bag, and I'll use it when I go to the countryside. I'll give you a taste of this pear."

"Okay, here is the cloth bag, slow down on the way."

After dinner, Yan Zixiu did not go directly to the countryside.Instead, go to the office and prepare to make a few phone calls.Lao Meng, the director of the office, is an old-fashioned man with no smile.But he generally doesn't ask about making phone calls, because there are almost no private phones below the county level.Therefore, very few people use the phone to do personal affairs.As a gift of a Shuiling pear, Lao Meng didn't look up when he read the newspaper.Yan Zixiu shook the handle of the telephone a few times to call the switchboard of the Township Post and Telecommunications Bureau.There are a few young girls on duty at the switchboard. Everyone is familiar with it, and they know who it is just by hearing the voice.

"Hey, Fengying, can you connect me to the county switchboard. Is it the county switchboard? Please help me connect to Linhe Winery. Linhe Winery? Please help me to pick up Director Yan. Yes, I am his son. Daddy, I am Zi Hugh, just to tell you, I met a brilliant doctor of Chinese medicine, and my body has been recuperated. Yes, I told my mother when I got home. In addition, my classmate borrowed my corn thresher, and the corn at home has been peeled. .Yes. Just to make you feel at ease. Okay, goodbye." Yan Zixiu knew that his father was reticent, so he didn't talk too much.

The old-fashioned telephone has a crank handle, which can be seen in previous movies, and it existed in the 40s.It's all in the 90s now, and it's still in use.It used to be that each production team had a telephone, but now it is gone, so communication is very inconvenient, and you have to run in person to get in and out.If you make long-distance calls abroad, it will be even more troublesome, and you have to make an appointment.

He pressed down the phone, waited for the ring back, and asked for the switchboard again: "Fengying, please ask for the county switchboard again. Is it the county switchboard? Please connect to Hongxing Machinery Factory. Machinery Factory? Please connect to Director Zhu. Brother Zhu Is it Yan Zixiu? That’s how it is. Yesterday I met District Commissioner Wu Daguang and Commissioner Wu, yes. He is very interested in corn threshers and said that he will order [-] units for the regional supply and marketing head office. Yes, here you are The meaning of the call is to ask you to prepare the amount in advance. Okay, yes. Let’s talk about the money later.” Director Meng raised his head in surprise when Yan Zixiu mentioned District Commissioner Wu, as if he wanted to ask something, but He didn't speak again.Yan Zixiu didn't explain, he planned to call Commissioner Wu again to talk about Shui Lingli, but he hesitated for a moment, then gave up, said hello to Director Meng and left.

Gulou Village is located south-east of Liyuanji, and there are two roads to reach it.A pure dirt road, relatively close.One is farther, and half of it is official road.Yan Zixiu rode his bicycle on the official road, heading south.When he reached Heliwan, he didn't go directly to the bottom of the river, but crossed the bridge to Xiaozhuang Village on the opposite side.There is a small restaurant of Hu's family on Guanguan Road, and the owner is a black-faced old Hu.Yan Zixiu sometimes ate here when he went back and forth to the countryside and couldn't catch up with the meal time, so he knew each other very well.He first placed 101 threshing machines in the open space next to Lao Hu's restaurant, and then walked into the restaurant with leather bags and cloth bags: "Old Hu."

　Old irons come on, collect, monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)