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Chapter 2 Apprenticeship
Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Apprenticeship
In the sixth year of Yunguo Wan'an, the rare heavy snow fell for almost the whole winter. Yundu is located in the north, and it is extremely cold when it encounters heavy snow for months.

The people who went to the market early in the morning gathered their cotton clothes and wrapped them tightly. To avoid slipping, they walked home quickly with small steps. The originally lively morning market seemed a little deserted. Occasionally, they heard the yelling and whipping of vendors. The sound of horseshoes passing.

"Mr. Mo, go slowly, come back when you have time!" The boss of Zongrentang waved his hand to the young master in the moon-white gown in front of him, and greeted him loudly.

Shen Mo turned his head, nodded and smiled lightly to show his gratitude.

If it wasn't for the freezing weather and the heavy snowfall, there would be very few herbs left on the mountain. He would rarely go down the mountain to buy medicines at the medicine shop. After all, the medicines that passed through his own hands are more assured. Different herbs are made in different ways, and the effects of the medicines produced are different. Also very different.

He weighed the medicine bag in his hand, stuffed it into the cloak to avoid being soaked by the wind and snow, looked back at the timid figure behind him, sighed softly, and continued on his way.

The little beggar had been with him for two full hours, and it was really cold today. He went down the mountain to buy medicine early in the morning, and saw the little beggar at the gate of the city wearing only a single dress, wrapped in an obviously big Many shabby cotton-padded jackets, their little faces were about to turn purple from the cold, so I gave him a few taels of silver, otherwise, there might be another "frozen bone" on the road tomorrow morning.

Who would have thought that he would keep up with him right now, following him into the city from the gate of the city, until now when he came out of the pharmacy

Shen Mo thinks he is not a big evil person, and he is willing to do good and help others within his ability, but that little beggar has been following him and causing a lot of trouble is not what he wants to see.

Unknowingly, I have already left Yundu, and the snow outside the city is a bit thicker than when I came down early in the morning. Shen Mo's adult height is one deep and one shallow, and it is extremely difficult to walk. Some people are still worried about the people behind him, stop Turning his head, the child was still following him, following his footsteps slowly, his messy hair bun was almost out of shape in the cold wind, he just lowered his head, and the hot breath from his mouth made Shen Mo's eyes shudder. His eyes became hot, he sighed and turned around to walk towards the child.

"Why are you following me?"

Shen Mo squatted down and brushed away the child's face covered by long hair. With big bright eyes, small nose, and abnormally red lips, if the stains on his face were wiped off, he should be a delicate child.

Shen Mo didn't dare to speak too loudly, and he didn't reprimand him, he just asked softly, the beggar looked straight at him, his eyes were more than ordinary people's desolation, and said: "I hope you will not abandon me. "

Even though he had guessed what he was thinking early on, Shen Mo still frowned. It was enough to have him and Yin'er on Yunlian Mountain. He had already gotten used to the life of two people for so many years, and the origin of the child in front of him was unknown. Beggar, listen to his talk, but it is not so simple.

"Son, it's really inconvenient to take you home, how about I give you some money to keep you through this winter?" Shen Mo couldn't think of any excuse to reject him, so he could only tell the truth.

The little beggar seemed to expect that Shen Mo would not agree, and his expression was calm, "I am not doing it for money, nor do I want to beg for food. If the young master refuses to agree to my next request, I will not go back with the young master." .”

"A request?" Shen Mo was surprised, he wasn't doing it for money, nor for food and clothing, did he have other requests after him?
The little beggar nodded, looked at Shen Mo calmly with clear eyes, and said crisply: "I want to worship you as my teacher."

"Adore me as a teacher?" Shen Mo was even more surprised. He only gave him a few taels of silver and bought a few packs of herbs along the way. Why did this child say such a thing?

The little beggar nodded, with a faint smile on his lips, knelt on the ground, raised his head and said: "I know that your master's medical skills are superb, and I just want to learn medicine from you. If you accept me as an apprentice, I will definitely not do more for you." Get into trouble, eat and drink without laboring, sir, just spend half an hour every day teaching me medical skills."

The little beggar's voice was not loud, trembling a little because of the cold, almost shattered in the cold wind, looking at Shen Mo earnestly.

"How do you know I know medicine?"

The little beggar lowered his eyes, raised his eyes again, his eyes were still clear, and said lightly: "Young master is full of medicinal fragrance, especially in his hands, and his hands are yellow from soaking in medicine for many years. When young master went to the medicine shop, the few herbs he bought They are the basic prescriptions for each prescription. If you don’t know medical skills, it’s useless to buy them back. Moreover, the owner of the pharmacy called the young master ‘Mr. Mo’, and the young master happened to be in his [-]th year. Bar."

Shen Mo couldn't help but look at the little beggar in front of him again, the worn-out padded jacket, the messy bun, and the somewhat messy little face, who was obviously dressed like an ordinary beggar, seeing the cold eyes in his eyes, it was more than ordinary people His appearance is so noble that people dare not underestimate him, coupled with his extraordinary powers of observation and quick response, who is this person?
"What's your name?"

The little beggar froze for a moment, shook his lips, and finally made up his mind: "Li Zihe."

Li?This surname is rare in Yunguo, and Shen Mo still has some doubts about the identity of the person in front of him. At a young age, he has extraordinary conversation and intelligence, and there is an unspeakable momentum in his words. Although his name is not small, it is also It's not for everyone's sake, but he is a little beggar who can guess his identity with a few actions and words, and he has worked so hard to follow him to learn a teacher...

Li Zihe seemed to see the worry in Shen Mo's heart, and said: "My lord, you don't need to worry about my identity. I'm just a beggar. My grandfather passed away three years ago, and I have been staying in Yundu since my grandfather taught me to read and write. He understands more than ordinary beggars, and now he wants to worship you as a teacher, and he also hopes that he can make a difference in the future, so that he will not cause trouble to you."

Having said that, Shen Mo blushed a little, he was too wary to care about a child who was only in his early ten years old.

"Young Master, if you still don't believe me, you can follow me to the residence to inquire..."

"Get up." Before Li Zihe finished speaking, Shen Mo stepped forward to support him, and patted the snow on his knees: "Do you really want to study medicine?"

"En." Li Zihe nodded firmly.

"Have you ever thought about why you study medicine?"

Li Zihe lowered his head, seemingly in deep thought, but remained silent for a while.

Shen Mo shook his head and said, "If you don't even have the purpose of studying medicine and just want to be famous, you can find other ways out."

However, Li Zihe raised his head at this time, with a firm expression on his face, "I don't want to talk about saving the common people and benefiting the common people. Whether it is my own redemption, it is just a thought in my heart, maybe this reason is not great enough, not touching enough, but it is my attachment."

Shen Mo nodded, the scrutiny in his eyes was much less, replaced by deep appreciation, Li Zihe was about the same age as Yin'er, although Yin'er was smart, but not playful, and often thought about how to be lazy for fun, Li Zihe But it is rare that he is smart and stable, not flattering, not pretentious, and most importantly, he is clear about his situation and knows how to judge the situation.

I often go down the mountain, and with him on the mountain, Yin'er won't make any big troubles, and it's not a bad thing to be able to produce one or two proud disciples with my medical skills...

Thinking of this, Shen Mo already had a calculation in his heart, stretched out his hand, looked at Li Zihe and said, "Let's go."

Li Zihe was stunned for a while, looking at Shen Mo's hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, and asked for a moment: "Will you take me back?"

"Yeah." Shen Mo smiled lightly and nodded.

Li Zihe was stunned again, raised his eyes and smiled at Shen Mo, put his little hand in Shen Mo's, and Shen Mo frowned slightly: "Son, why didn't you tell me earlier when you were sick."

"Don't call me a child." Li Zihe put down the strong mask he had just put on, and his voice was a little weak: "I don't want you to take me back because of sympathy."

These words caused a ripple in Shen Mo's heart. The child's pride was more inviolable than he imagined, but he dragged his sick body along with him, and he was able to persuade him to take him back with a clear mind. Does he have too much willpower or is he too obsessed with studying medicine?
Shen Mo handed the medicine to Li Zihe, took off his cloak and wrapped him up, then bent down to pick him up, and let him sit on his arm.

Li Zihe struggled a little, although it is not like no one has hugged him like this, but this person and this scene still made him a little embarrassed, the medicine fragrance on Shen Mo's body rushed to his face, revealing the warmth, Li Zihe slowly gave up and broke free After following him for a few hours, even if Shen Mo put him down, he might not be able to walk anymore. Coupled with the breath on Shen Mo's body, he didn't feel at ease when he didn't come. He blinked, confused Mengmeng fell asleep.

"How old is Zi He this year?"

"Two... no, twelve..."

"Where are your parents?"

"do not know."

"Grandpa died of illness?"

"Ah."

"There are no relatives in the family?"

"Um……"

(End of this chapter)