"Much better. She is still my good granddaughter. She is sensible and doesn't make me angry." A smile appeared on the old man's face, and his eyes softened. He was completely a kind elder, completely different from the previous one.
"I'll feed you some chicken soup." Guo Sirou fed the old man a small bowl of chicken soup.
"Grandpa, Uncle He should bring the second dose of medicine soon. By then, your health will get better and better." Guo Sirou said with a smile.
"Hey, Grandpa must thank Sirou properly!" The old man smiled and touched the woman's hair.
"As long as grandpa's health is good," Guo Siju said, "I also have to thank the pharmacist."
"Pharmacist, that young man you mentioned?" the old man asked.
"Well, Uncle He said that he is very powerful. He has grown a lot of medicinal herbs and he also knows the Five Elements Formation!"
"Oh, the Five Elements Formation, I haven't seen anything like that in years. Grandpa really wants to meet this interesting young man!" In fact, the old man started to take action after hearing his granddaughter mention that this medicine came from that young man. He had some thoughts. Although he kept saying that he would die sooner or later, he still wanted to live for a while. The older a person gets, the more afraid of death he becomes. Moreover, even if he scolded him, he was still a little worried about his children.
"I also want to bring him here for your diagnosis and treatment, but when I asked him to save Zhenghe, I promised not to destroy his peaceful life. Moreover, even if I force him to come, he may not be able to treat you." Guo Siju said. .
"Yes, you said a lot, and people should keep their word!"
... ...
On top of Nanshan Mountain, inside the hut.
There is a fire, a pot, and the aroma of medicine lingers.
Wang Yao concentrated on taking the medicine.
He exchanged "Mountain Spirit" and "Guiyuan" from the system. After being fully prepared, he started to cook "Peiyuan Soup".
Take your time, just simmer over low heat.
In fact, the process of boiling medicine is also a different kind of enjoyment. Just imagine that by bringing together several different Chinese medicinal materials and then slowly boiling them, you can finally get a decoction that can cure diseases and save lives. This is a very fulfilling thing.
This time, there were no surprises. Wang Yao successfully cooked a "Peiyuan Soup".
In addition to boiling medicine, he also planted a kind of spiritual grass.
Frost: aestivation, long winter, cool in nature, clearing away heat and making fire.
The second task in the Baicao Garden series of tasks required him to plant three kinds of spiritual grass, and the "Purple Rain" and "Wu Teng" he had planted before could be counted among them. This made him a little happy, and also He only needed to plant one kind, so he chose this kind of spiritual grass, mainly because it was winter, which was very suitable for the growth of this kind of spiritual grass.
Two days later, he received another prompt from the system.
"Task (Baicao Garden. 2): Within ten days, successfully plant thirty kinds of herbs, including three kinds of spiritual herbs, which cannot be repeated. If completed, you will be rewarded with a pack of herb seeds."
"Task (Baicao Garden. Three): Within thirty days, successfully plant one hundred kinds of medicinal herbs, and the number of elixirs is no less than seven (including the medicinal herbs planted in tasks one and two). Reward "Spiritual Herbs Record. Part 2", medicinal prescriptions One pair, one pack of herb seeds, one skill point.”
The rewards for the series of tasks are indeed generous enough.
"Fortunately, I'm prepared."
Wang Yao has purchased enough seeds of ordinary medicinal herbs, but spiritual herbs cannot be purchased and can only be exchanged through the system's pharmacy.
After these medicinal herbs are planted, the newly cultivated medicinal fields no longer look so empty.
Wang Yaozhong did not have many seeds of each medicinal material, but only a few dozen. He was not going to continue selling these medicinal materials, but was preparing to prepare medicines for use. He spent three days planting the seeds of common medicinal materials, and the remaining There were several kinds of spiritual herbs, but he did not act in a hurry, but wanted to choose some targeted spiritual herbs.
Just when the weather was getting colder and it was approaching the end of December, He Qisheng went up to Nanshan, not empty-handed, but brought some gifts.
Two bottles of wine, Feitian Maotai; two cigarettes, Yellow Crane Tower.
In fact, he didn't buy these things for Wang Yao, because after several contacts, he speculated that the young man in front of him should not drink or smoke. However, he did inquire about his family's news. His father usually drank a lot. He has a bad mouth and likes to smoke. These things were given to Wang Yao's father.
"I can't have these things," Wang Yao said.
"I have brought it to the mountain. It will be heavy when I take it down. If you don't want it, just give it away." He Qisheng said with a smile.
"I won't do it next time!" Wang Yao didn't care too much after hearing this.
"Is the medicine ready?"
"Okay." Wang Yao changed his hand, and the white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, still warm.
"I'll transfer the money right away." He Qisheng took the medicine with both hands and was extremely cautious.
He was very clear about what happened in the capital. A pair of medicines dragged the old chief who was seriously ill and fell into a coma, almost exhausted, back from the brink of death. He turned the corner and his complexion was obviously clear. It's getting better, this medicine is worth a thousand dollars!
Wang Yao heard the phone ring in his pocket and knew that the money should have arrived, so he didn't take a closer look.
"Is Miss Guo's grandfather's illness getting better?"
"It's much better, thank you very much."
He Qisheng said very sincerely that he had feelings for the old chief, and he knew very well the significance of the old chief being able to survive this test. After this tense period, the big tree recovered after a considerable period of time. There will be no problem inside.
"That's good."
"Come in and have a cup of tea."
"Then excuse me!" He Qisheng was very polite.
The cabin was neatly tidied, with an ordinary white porcelain teapot and several white porcelain teacups on an ordinary wooden table. They were very clean and sat on an ordinary horse.
The Qimen black tea sent by Wang Yao's subordinate Tian Yuantu was made from ancient spring water.
"Qimen black tea?" Looking at the tea bucket, He Qisheng knew that this tea must be expensive.
Among black teas, Keemun black tea is the most respected.
"Yes, it was given by a friend." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Your life is really comfortable, like a hermit in the mountains, which is enviable." He Qisheng praised.
"Thank you very much, let's have some tea."
"Thank you." He Qisheng picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The aroma is rich, the taste is mellow, and the aftertaste is lasting.
"Good tea!" He couldn't help but praise. He had never tasted Keemun black tea before, but this was the first time he tasted it.
Fragrant tea and fine wine each have their own characteristics. Some people are addicted to drinking, while others like to drink tea.
Wang Yao said nothing and just smiled.
"This tea is good, and so is the water!" He Qisheng said. A simple Keemun black tea may not be able to reach this level. The water used to make the tea also has half of the credit for such a taste.
"Mountain spring water is better than nature."