The Resplendent Farming Apothecary

Chapter 133: (One more) Dead duck has a hard mouth

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The young man also saw that the Chaihu was newly concocted, but he just didn't want to admit that the little girl who was several years younger than himself was able to surpass his father and produce the best medicinal materials. Even Senior Brother Baili, at this age, may not be able to achieve such achievements

In this world, who else can teach such an outstanding apprentice? It seems that he is destined to have many younger sisters and aunts than him. The teenager stood in the backyard of Jimintang with a frown and sighed deeply towards the moon

After a good night's sleep, Gu Ye opened the door refreshed, only to see the second-year middle school boy from yesterday, holding a piece of turtle's blood Bupleurum, carefully studying something. Seeing her come out, the guy hides his hands behind his back with a guilty conscience.

"Hey, what's your name?" Gu Ye asked, hooking his finger on this guy who might be his nephew.

"Jiang Zhongtian." The little boy struggled for a while, but still said his name.

"Oh, Xiaotian!" Her cheap senior brother, who seems to be surnamed Jiang, seems to be his junior and nephew who has not run away. "You came to Wuming Town to expose my identity as a fake medicine saint, right?"

"Uh, your unique craftsmanship doesn't mean that you must be my teacher's disciple. If the teacher didn't show up in person to admit your identity, I wouldn't recognize you as a teacher!" The boy blushed, and the dead duck Hard-mouthed.

"Do you recognize me, does it matter?" Gu Ye's eyes looked like a little fool. "Besides, have you seen your master? It's my master who appears in front of you now, do you recognize him?"

Yaosheng disappeared in the pharmaceutical industry for more than 20 years. The young man in front of him was only fourteen or fifteen years old. When the master was hiding, this guy was obviously not born yet!

"I've seen the portrait of the master in my family!" Jiang Zhongtian said angrily with a puffed face.

portrait? Gu Ye couldn't help rolling his eyes. Pointing at the line drawings that are so abstract that you can't tell who they are at all, and looking for someone, it is estimated that if you walk across the street, you may not be able to recognize the other person. Besides, the portrait in this kid's house is estimated to be from twenty years ago. Taking the previous portraits, it's no wonder that you can recognize the master!

"Those sweet medicines specially made for children came from your hands?" Last night, he saw this little girl with his own eyes and took dozens of white porcelain bottles to the shopkeeper of Jimin Hall, with the words "Children's Cold Medicine" and "Children's Medicine" written on them. Wind-heat medicine, children's cough medicine, children's antipyretic

The porcelain vase was exactly the same as what he saw at Jimintang in Licheng. His brother's two-year-old daughter contracted a cold in winter and recovered after taking the children's medicine for three days. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and tasted it with his own mouth, he secretly licked the medicine that his niece drank, and it was really sweet. He wouldn't believe that the sweet and sour medicine was actually better than soup and pills.

The pharmacist of Jiang Da, who was obsessed with medicine, asked the owner of Jimintang for some, and studied it carefully for a few days, but found nothing. Even at the very least, they have not been able to tell which medicinal materials are used. This made Master Jiang very frustrated! However, Pharmacist Jiang Da was not someone who was jealous of the virtuous and capable. After pestering the head of Jimin Hall for many days, he found out that this kind of medicine for children came from the disciples of Medicine Saint.

Medicine Saint disciple? Pharmacist Jiang Da said he was very confused. His master has been missing for more than 20 years, when did he accept his disciples? He has a little younger brother and a younger sister, should I tell him? Since it can make such a subtle medicine, it can't be fake, right

Pharmacist Jiang didn't doubt the identity of the person who made the children's medicine, and he planned to meet his younger brother and younger sister, whom he had never met before, when he was free.

Unexpectedly, when his son Jiang Zhongtian heard the news, his intuition was that someone borrowed his master's name to deceive and was determined to expose her. Therefore, Jiang Zhongtian only took a servant, secretly left Licheng, and came to this border town by inquiring all the way.

For the past few days, he has been waiting outside the door of Jimin Hall, and today he finally got someone to wait. He originally thought that the person who dared to pretend to be his master's disciple should be a handsome young man, or a middle-aged man with a beard under his jaw. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a ten-year-old girl!

At that time, his reaction was: Who would borrow her courage to pretend to be his aunt! ! As soon as his forehead was hot, he rushed up to blame others. I thought that after being "disassembled", the little girl would panic, or cry and beg him for forgiveness.

But people see him as an unreasonable little brat! Being treated as a child by a little girl several years younger than him, Jiang Zhongtian didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh.

An operation called a miracle that made him completely convinced by this little girl. If he made a cut on the person's stomach, took out the intestines and cut it off, and sewed it up again, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would definitely think that the other person had read too many fairy tales. People are not dolls, they sew and mend themselves. But, this is a real fact!

Witnessing that operation, Jiang Zhongtian sincerely felt that whether she was a disciple of the master or not, she was definitely a genius. Given time, her medical achievements will definitely not lose to Uncle Uncle, the Immortal Doctor! Is it necessary for such a genius to pretend to be someone else's disciple? The answer is obvious!

Jiang Zhongtian took a peek at the little girl next to him who was a head shorter than him, and asked him to call such a thin and young girl "Master", he really couldn't speak. Master, why are you accepting such a young apprentice? Isn't this a problem for him!

Gu Ye didn't know that in the blink of an eye, her little nephew had already thought about so many things. When it was not yet public identity, she just said vaguely: "Didn't Jimintang say that children's medicine is from the hands of the disciples of Medicine Saint!"

"Then are you my master's disciple?" Jiang Zhongtian broke the casserole and asked to the end.

"How do I know who your master is?" Gu Ye rolled his eyes. Unexpectedly, my brother's son is stupid and cute.

When Jiang Zhongtian heard the words, there was a fire in his heart. Gu Ye: If you are idle, you are also idle, so you should be teasing your little friends.

"My Master is Medicine Sage! I am the son of Jiang Qiu, the eldest disciple of Medicine Sage. If you were my Master Master's disciple, wouldn't you not know about my father? He is your elder brother!" Jiang Zhongtian hummed.

However, Gu Ye slowly walked outside with his hands behind his back, and casually threw a sentence: "Didn't you say that I am an impostor? Isn't it normal that the impostor doesn't know the existence of this senior brother?"

He just said, how could someone not be angry when someone was pointed at the nose and called a "fake", so he was waiting for him here! Jiang Zhongtian's mouth was flat and he followed up: "Even if you pretend to be a fake, you have to pretend to be a little bit like, and inquire about Yaosheng's situation beforehand, so that you can be realistic! You don't even know my father, how to get the Jimintang. trust?"