I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 394 One year later

Spring came early this year. The lemon-yellow and translucent green smoked willows become more refreshing and hazy under the wash of drizzle. The clothes of pedestrians on the street are also bright red, pink, blue and blue. Together with the peach blossoms like clouds and clouds peeking out from the wall, it is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

The wild shepherd's purse in Xianyangyuan is green and tender. After being boiled in water, it is mixed with meat fillings and made into thin-skin dumplings. It is so fresh that you can't wait to swallow it with your tongue. There is also Chinese toon, just pinch off the top reddish bud tip, mix it with eggs and stir-fry it evenly. The whole yard is filled with fragrance.

Luo Qianhuai's eyes were bright after eating, and he praised the chef Xingxuan a few times. The latter immediately became as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and repeatedly expressed that he would take Yan Ning to pick more wild vegetables. , with the intention of picking up all the shepherd's purses in Xianyang Plain.

It's okay to eat this kind of thing once in a while, but it's okay to eat it every day.

Luo Qianhuai didn't want to directly dampen Xingxuan's enthusiasm. He just assigned her a lot of tasks after the meal, such as supervising and inspecting the production progress of penicillin, going to rural farms to inspect the rice breeding situation, etc.

The farm was bought by Luo Qianhuai after he returned to Changling City last year. It covers an area of ​​about one hundred acres and is located at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

There are hot springs in Lishan Mountain. In addition to the royal palace, all the wealthy and powerful ministers would not want to set up a separate courtyard there. The price of land at the foot of the mountain has also increased.

It happened that Zhu Niang gave her the dividends from the wine, which was a full five hundred cakes of gold, which dazzled Luo Qianhuai, and gave her the courage to buy a farm in such a high-end area.

To be honest, given the tight demand for real estate in the Lishan area, no matter how rich she was, she might not be able to get such a large piece of land.

The dozen or so families on the farm were all found with Zhu Niang's help. They were all honest farmers, and even their families signed death certificates.

Real estate like this outside can be sold directly as usual.

Zheng Shaojian's village looks inconspicuous from the outside, but there is a hot spring hidden inside. Even the land on the village is a bit warmer than outside. It is simply a natural nursery.

Only after buying it did she realize that she had actually gotten a big advantage.

This kind of sinful eunuch once belonged to Zhuangzi. Ordinary officials and wealthy households would find it somewhat unlucky, but Luo Qianhuai didn't care and bought it for only one hundred gold.

But she was so lucky. Just at that time, something happened to Young Inspector Zheng in the palace. It was said that he was too greedy and took many of the items given by the late emperor to himself. Not only was he executed, his property inside and outside the palace was also confiscated.

Some people have land and good varieties, and the systematically produced "Chamcheng Rice Planting and Hybridization Manual" provides guidance. From breeding to trial planting, it went extremely smoothly. In just over fifty days, the first crop of Champa rice was harvested by nearly 10%. Thousands of dendrobium, calculated based on sixty kilograms of dendrobium per dendrobium, the average yield per mu is more than five hundred kilograms.

Although this yield is not low, Zhuangzi's fields are considered to be of the highest quality, and there are springs underground to increase the temperature, so after careful calculation, it is not too surprising.

But after the first season of early rice was planted, when Luo Qianhuai instructed the farmers to plant the second crop in April of the lunar calendar, everyone was extremely shocked. When they saw that the late rice matured and the yield per mu was no less than that of the early rice, Everyone simply treated Luo Qianhuai as a goddess, and they had to be as respectful as possible in front of her, not even daring to breathe. Of course, compared to the domestic rice with a growth cycle of half a year, the taste of Champa rice is much different, but because it is watered by hot spring water, it has a unique fragrance, coupled with the With the output of Fan'er, how can anyone pick out the taste?

In the previous life, Zhancheng rice was widely promoted in China during Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty. It has many advantages such as drought tolerance, short production period, resistance to pests and diseases, and strong adaptability. It meets the needs of most people for belly wrapping. It has been popular since Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty. From then on, until the Song Dynasty, there was no large-scale famine again.

In contrast, the japonica rice produced from domestically produced rice has gradually become a rice reserved exclusively for the upper class due to its small quantity, high price and better taste.

Luo Qianhuai personally led people to select the fullest rice ears and save them. He planned to optimize them for a year or two, and then slowly conduct hybrid experiments according to the method described in the booklet.

She was busy working in the medical clinic and planting rice. She had to write books when she had free time at night. She was exhausted and felt that she was unable to do anything else.

Hard work pays off. In one year, Luo Qianhuai not only completed the "Compendium of Materia Medica", but also memorized all the medical books that he had to memorize in his previous life, such as "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", "Essential Theory of the Golden Chamber", "Binghu Pulse Jue", and "Clinical Guidelines for Medical Records". After being silent, he not only gave guidance to the three disciples Yan Shu, brother and sister, and Tan Fei, but also his uncle Wen Pu couldn't put it down, and he felt that he had benefited a lot.

Of course, Wen Pu was greatly surprised when his niece tactfully proposed that the name of the first author should be signed as his, and he firmly refused.

Luo Qianhuai didn't force it either. Without the art of papermaking, the written books could not be disseminated beyond teaching apprentices and communicating with relatives and friends, so there seemed to be no other way but to wait.

In such a long period of time, she has only used the system a handful of times, and she once got a chance to win a lottery. Unfortunately, she never got any formula again.

As for the cheap old man in her original form, since she returned to Changlingyi, she seems to be a different person. She has never said a word about seeing her getting married. During holidays, she will make a special trip to take Ah Qin with her. Come to Changling to see her, and give her some cakes, flower cloths, etc. Although it was not valuable, Luo Qianhuai accepted it happily and would prepare some gifts in return before leaving. As time went by, the relationship became much more relaxed than before.

After dinner, Tan Fei and Yan Shu went down the door outside. The patients who had been waiting outside since early in the morning were already lining up to come in for treatment.

Although Ji'antang has always kept a low profile, Luo Qianhuai first cured Zhou Xiaolangjun's serious illness, and then rescued Feng'an Hou when he was about to die. He even made Cui Jiulangjun walk, who had been paralyzed for three years, with only ten doses of medicine. As usual, although the latter two cases were only spread in a small area among the wealthy families in Xijing, her medical skills were gradually recognized by more people.

Because there was no shortage of money, Luo Qianhuai discussed with Wen Pu that they would no longer charge consultation fees. The price of medicines has also dropped again and again, almost charging a cost fee. If he is a widower and lonely, he will simply waive the bill.

Therefore, the current Ji'antang is far from what it was a year ago. There is a long queue of people coming to see the doctor every day, and some people even come to queue in the middle of the night.

Luo Qianhuai saw nearly forty patients in the morning, and Wen Pu also saw more than thirty patients, but the long queue outside did not shorten. Luo Qianhuai was waiting for someone to issue the number plate for the afternoon consultation. Suddenly, Yan Shu, who was in charge of triaging outside, rushed in with an anxious look: "Master, there is a critical and dying patient outside. It is said that he is Dr. Qin from Renxintang couldn't cure it, but he recommended you to the patient's family."

Luo Qianhuai frowned, grabbed the needle bag at hand, and rushed out quickly.