A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 95: Precious Medicine, You Can Also Do It on This Bed

Zhou Qing has been thinking about trying the local specialties of Huaguo Mountain for a while.

Ever since he won the Polygonatum sibiricum, he has been thinking about how to eat it.

Wu Cheng'en, the author of "Journey to the West", was a man from the ancient Ming Dynasty. The practice logic in the book was derived from the traditional Chinese method of practicing Qigong... Taking all factors into consideration, he felt that it would be right to repeatedly process and reuse this piece of Huangjing from Huaguoshan according to traditional Chinese medicine.

He looked up a lot of information and finally decided on two ways of taking it: eat it directly after steaming and drying it nine times; or soak it in wine after steaming and drying it nine times.

"Whether it's one of these, you always have to first steam and dry the raw polygonatum nine times before processing it into mature polygonatum, or what we call 'processed polygonatum' in traditional Chinese medicine."

"Or maybe take two-thirds directly and soak one-third in wine?"

Although this piece of Polygonatum is only the size of a finger, it comes from the Flower-Fruit Mountain in Journey to the West and is really rare, so Zhou Qing wants to try both methods and leave some references for drawing similar good things in the future.

Zhou Qing did not rush to extract the Polygonatum, but picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the weather forecast on the screen - the traditional nine steaming and nine drying method requires nine consecutive sunny days.

The information he looked up was very detailed. In traditional Chinese culture, Polygonatum odoratum is called "the surplus food of immortals". The ancient method of steaming and drying it nine times is to take the meaning of "water and fire working together" and "nine nines returning to one".

If you strictly follow the ancient method, you must steam and dry it every day for nine consecutive days, and when drying it, you must use "real sun fire", that is, natural sunlight.

"It's sunny today, sunny tomorrow, cloudy the day after tomorrow, and light rain the day after tomorrow... It seems that the weather in Tanzhou is not suitable."

He thought about it and searched the weather in Lugu Lake in Nanyun Province.

"Lugu Lake is in the rainy season right now. Although it's possible that the sun will shine even on rainy days, we only have one piece of Huangjing from Huaguo Mountain, so it's best not to risk affecting the efficacy of the medicine."

The output of traditional mythological stories is most secure if it is handled strictly using traditional methods.

Zhou Qing came to the desk, turned on his tablet, started the browser, and searched: Where in the country have the most sunniest days in August and September?

After searching around and thinking about it, he searched for "where in the country has the least rainy days in August and September" for a comprehensive comparison.

"It seems that Hohhot in Inner Mongolia and Urumqi in Xinjiang could be alternatives. Well, today is the 16th, and we'll go to Lugu Lake on the 23rd. After our trip to Lugu Lake, we can choose one of these two places to process the Polygonatum."

"These past few days, I've been seizing the opportunity to finish the remaining three novels of this cycle as planned, and also to learn as much as possible about the latest scientific theories of periodization!"

As soon as Zhou Qing made his plan, he felt a surge of hunger in his stomach.

He checked the time; it was only six fifty.

"I'm much hungrier than usual after waking up at eight or nine. I'm extremely hungry... It seems I'll have to prepare good food before meditating for a long time in the future."

I went downstairs and ate three baskets of steamed buns and two bowls of rice noodles at the breakfast shop opposite the community entrance.

After eating about 70% full, I went to the Green Leaf Fruit Store next door and bought some apples, bananas, grapes and other fruits. I carried them home and immediately called up the panel. After three minutes of self-suggestion, I thought to myself: Choose a novel to read through.

The next moment, the panel changed -

Name: Zhou Qing

Currently reading: The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

Cumulative number of draws: 7
Extractable items: A tallow candle...a bottle of Quaalude, etc.

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"Although I didn't choose mythological novels like Investiture of the Gods, it's still a martial arts novel at least."

"The power of my psychological suggestion is really fifty percent."

"'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' is pretty good. I remember seeing quite a few physical martial arts manuals, like the cassock version of 'The Sword Manual of Exorcism' and...what was that?"

Zhou Qing had been reading this novel for so long that he couldn't remember it for a moment. He simply found the paper version from the pile of books on the coffee table, concentrated his attention, and read it carefully.

[The gentle breeze fumes the willows, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, it is the season of spring in the south.

On Ximen Street in Fuzhou Prefecture, FJ Province, a bluestone pavement stretched straight out, leading directly to the west gate. In front of a magnificent mansion, two stone altars stood on either side, each with a two-foot-tall flagpole, a blue flag fluttering from its top...

He has now mastered the speed of reading this kind of martial arts novels.

By half past eleven, we had already read Chapter 13, in which Linghu Chong was framed and had to go to Green Bamboo Old Man to identify the music score of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer".

Zhou Qing was quite familiar with this part of the plot and knew that Linghu Chong was going to meet the disguised Ren Yingying.

He had an average feeling about the character "Ren Yingying", but he quite liked the version played by Xu Qing in the TV series. When he was young, he even dreamed about her while watching TV and sleeping at night.

At this moment, the cell phone on the table beside him vibrated.

I picked it up, unlocked it, and saw it was Gu Qian.

"Mr. Zhou, you said yesterday that the massage time will be changed to the evening. Is that true?"

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows, then remembered that he had indeed said this casually last night.

Now that I have cultivated my inner strength, it doesn’t really matter whether I continue to do the massage spa or not. However, I have already signed the contract and I don’t lack this little money, so I might as well continue.

Just think of it as a reward for yourself to relax after working and studying hard.

But there are only six days left until the 23rd, and I still have three novels to read and a lot of identification theory knowledge to learn... Well, there is also the time-consuming task of cultivating internal strength.

"From the current perspective, the accumulation of internal strength in the future will probably rely more on 'precious medicines' like Polygonatum, so every reading of Journey to the West is crucial."

"This opportunity to 'catch' Teacher Bai, a top student in literature, to study with me should not be missed."

"Besides, the red sleeves add fragrance."

He typed back, "Really, but I've been too busy these days, so I'll take a break for now. We'll continue in September."

After sending the message, Zhou Qing put down his phone and continued to immerse himself in the novel.

But after a while, there was a knock on the door.

He got up to open the door and found that it was Gu Qian standing outside.

"Mr. Zhou, did I do something wrong?"

The little girl looked at him with a nervous look on her face, and mustered up the courage to ask.

Zhou Qing suddenly realized that she had misunderstood and explained, "You misunderstood. Your craftsmanship is very good and I like it very much. It's just that I have been too busy with work recently. I think it takes too much time to go to Xiangshui Bay every time. It always takes several hours to go back and forth."

Seeing that he was serious, Gu Qian believed him immediately.

I felt relieved, but also regretful, after all, she charged by the number of times.

Suddenly he caught sight of the bed in the room, and with an idea in his mind he opened his mouth to speak.

At this moment, Su Yao from room 1903 across the street opened the door and came out.

Gu Qian heard the noise, but it was too late to take back the words on her lips, so she said directly: "Actually, there is no need to run back and forth, we can do it on the bed here."

Five meters away, Su Yao, with long legs, suddenly widened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)