Longevity starts with learning

Chu Mu walked slowly on the street, greeting people he was familiar with or unfamiliar with from time to time.

The memory of the original owner of nearly twenty years, the information contained in it is simply not huge. For Chu Mu, it is obviously impossible to perfectly receive the memory of nearly twenty years in an instant.

Under the brain's self-protection mechanism, the memories of the past twenty years are like a memory library. They exist, but specific information requires a certain factor to trigger it and then digest it bit by bit.

Just like the person he met just now, before he met him in person, unless Chu Mu thought about this matter himself and triggered the memory of the original owner, otherwise, to Chu Mu, this person would be a complete stranger.

This naturally made Chu Mu become more cautious about this era.

Even if the memory of the past twenty years is triggered, it cannot be clear in an instant. It also takes time to adapt and digest.

Along the way, everyone greeted me with smiles, answering every sentence, digesting the memory of the original owner bit by bit, and understanding this era bit by bit.

Following the memory of the original owner, I walked for about a few minutes, and finally stopped at the door of a drugstore.

"Mingxintang."

Stopping outside the door of the medicine hall and looking at the plaque hanging on the eaves, Chu Mu silently recited these three words in his heart.

He can read, but he cannot read.

What he recognized was naturally the Chinese characters from his previous life, and in this life... although it was quite similar to the ancient times he knew, unfortunately, the characters were not Chinese characters.

At least, every word he saw had no trace of any connection with Chinese characters.

The original owner was a complete illiterate and didn't even know how to write his own name.

As for how he knew that the three words on the plaque were called "Mingxintang"...well, because that's what everyone else called it.

If the accent is wrong, it may not be called "Ming Xing Tang" or "Ming Xing Tang"...

"After all, he is still a college student, but he has become illiterate..."

Cursing secretly, Chu Mu took another look at the medicine hall plaque, shook his head, and walked into the medicine hall without thinking much.

Mr. Li from this medicine hall can be regarded as a familiar acquaintance of Chu Mu in this life.

After all, Mr. Li was the one who was treating the original owner when he just came back from time-traveling because he fainted. For two days in a row, Mr. Li also came to the clinic for treatment.

After the funeral was busy, Mr. Li did not come to the door, but told him to go to the pharmacy for a follow-up visit after the matter was handled.

Although he didn't feel that he was in any serious condition, he was specialized in the art and could not shirk the doctor's instructions.

The medicine hall is not too big, and the furnishings are not much different from the Chinese medicine halls that Chu Mu visited in his previous life. The strong smell of herbs is exactly the same as the taste of Chinese medicine.

Mr. Li, the only man he had met several times, was sitting alone at the counter, carefully flipping through an obviously old book.

"Brother Mu is here..."

Mr. Li put down his book and looked up at Chu Mu.

Chu Mu responded with a smile and then stepped forward.

"...Sit down."

Mr. Li raised his hand and pointed to the seat in front of the table. After Chu Mu sat down, he stood up and raised his hand to check for pulse.

After diagnosing the pulse, Mr. Li took Chu Mu's arm and kneaded it a few times before looking at Chu Mu: "It's not a big problem, it's just that the muscles and bones are a little strained..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Li paused for a while and then said: "Brother Mu is practicing martial arts?"

"They are all fake moves. I practiced them in my free time."

Hearing this, Mr. Li nodded:

"When practicing martial arts, don't overdo it, as it will hurt your body too much. Besides, Brother Mu, your body and bones are already a little weak..."

"In this way, I will give you a prescription to replenish qi and essence. Take good care of it."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Li picked up his pen and started writing the prescription.

The waiter at the pharmacy on the side also walked forward quickly. After writing the prescription, he immediately took it and then grabbed the medicine in front of each cabinet according to the prescription.

Chu Mu, on the other hand, was still sitting at the table, talking to Mr. Li. Of course, in most cases, Mr. Li, the doctor, was giving instructions, while Chu Mu, the patient, listened silently.

Although Chu Mu didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine in his previous life, he had been living in Guangdong all year round. The traditional Chinese medicine in Guangdong was strong, and he had some knowledge under his influence.

But now listening to what Mr. Li said, coupled with the memory of the original owner, Chu Mu discovered that the doctors in this medicine hall seemed to be no different from the traditional Chinese medicine in the previous life. They were also the same as the yin and yang, five elements, essence, energy and spirit, and the medicinal materials were also the same as those of traditional Chinese medicine. No difference.

"Take the medicine once in the morning and once in the evening. After taking it, you need to do some exercise..."

The thought just passed by in a flash, and before he could think about it further, Mr. Li's voice interrupted Chu Mu's thought.

Chu Mu didn't get too entangled. Things like time-traveling have happened. The medical system is the same. It doesn't matter. There are too many factors to explain it. If he is entangled in everything, he probably won't be able to get over it.

The prescription was ready, and after paying nearly ten silver coins, Chu Mu didn't stay long and left the medicine hall with the prepared medicinal materials.

It was already past early morning, and there were obviously more people on the street. This time of day was almost the busiest time in Qinghe County.

People coming to the market from nearby villages, traders in the town, ordinary people, and children playing around. Occasionally, carriages or sedan chairs led by servants can be seen, as well as soldiers guarding the streets. People are coming and going on the street, which is very lively.

His body was still sore, so the arrangement of reporting to the Inspection Department could only be put on hold for the time being. In this way, Chu Mu was free.

He walked leisurely on the street, observing the ancient market life and comparing it with the memories in his mind.

He walked slowly. Of course, his muscles were sore and he couldn't walk very fast.

He walked and stopped along the way, and Chu Mu found a very useful information.

The food sold on the street, whether it was grain weighed by kilograms or ready-made food such as steamed buns, seemed to be quite cheap.

Steamed buns and buns can be bought for one copper, and unhusked rice can be bought for only 70 or 80 coppers. According to the weight unit conversion of this era, one stone is equal to 100 catties, that is, one catty of rice, less than one copper.

According to the appetite of ordinary people, at most two or three coppers can meet the food needs of a day.

Such cheap food undoubtedly clearly proves that at least in Nanshan Town, there is a huge surplus of food.

You know, according to the original owner's memory, this Nanshan Town was built around the Nanshan Iron Mine, located in the mountains, and is definitely not a large grain-producing town.

It is not a large grain-producing town, but the grain is so abundant. From a glimpse of the leopard, we can know that the people of Qinghe County are definitely living a good life.

After all, one copper is the smallest currency value of paper money. A mere copper has such purchasing power. No matter how bad the people's lives are, they are definitely not that bad.

If other places are also like this, then the current Great Chu world is obviously a "rarely in history" prosperous and peaceful era.