There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

There are many skills without overwhelming the body, and the hard work and hard work in the spare time on weekdays finally came in handy today.

After the middle-aged man was tied back to the Sheriff's Mansion, the pottery merchant met him in the main hall, and personally untied him from the ropes, served wine to calm his nerves, and showed great courtesy.

Chapter 245 Dong Zhuo's Body

"Uncle!" While untying the rope for the middle-aged man, the pottery merchant comforted him with a distressed expression on his face: "It's late to come down, but it's making you suffer, Uncle."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looking at the potter in disbelief, he had no idea that this kid would say such shameless words.

Didn't I suffer because of you kid?What do you mean you are late?

The potter didn't care about that, and while untying the rope, he complained: "Look at these idiots, they are tied so tightly, it makes my uncle's arms purple...why are they tied with a dead buckle?"

After untying the rope, the middle-aged man touched the strangle marks on his hands, and looked at the potter in surprise.

"Who the hell are you, why did you kidnap me here?"

The potter didn't answer directly, but still looked at him with a smile.

"This uncle... should be called this gentleman. He seems to be a master at grasping medicine."

The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded.

"Has the medicine you caught killed anyone?"

The middle-aged man frowned and shook his head.

"Have you tried to intentionally eat someone to death?"

The middle-aged man's complexion was a little dark, and his dark cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't know if it was because of anger.

The pottery merchant smiled and continued: "To tell the truth, I am the pottery merchant of Danyang County. Today I forcibly invite you to come to the mansion. It is really a big event that I want to ask you for help..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged man's eyes widen suddenly, he looked up and down the potter in surprise for a while, and suddenly roared, which shocked the potter a lot.

"You are a pottery merchant? That famous Mr. Taiping!?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man suddenly became like a psychopath, the Tao merchant was a little confused, so he nodded nervously, and said: "I am a potter, and I am not famous all over the world. At most, I am a little more popular than ordinary people." Diu Diu..."

"Haha!" The middle-aged man let out a burst of short laughter, which was full of joy.

"Good boy, let me find you! I have to argue with you about everything today!"

The pottery merchant was a little nervous. Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, he seemed to owe him a huge debt.

But the problem is, I don't know him?

In my whole life, I seem to have owed money to Mi Zhu.

"I don't know what to call Mr.

The middle-aged man straightened his chest and introduced himself in a loud voice: "It's easy to say, I'm Nanyang Zhang Ji."

The potter was stunned, but it wasn't because of Zhang Ji and Zhang Zhongjing's reputation.

It is true that Zhang Zhongjing is a respectable and strange person. As the prefect of Changsha, he did not ask about political affairs on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year.

But the real reason why the potter was stunned... was that God took care of him so much.

This is just like sending the person who developed the formula of Wushi Powder in front of him!

No wonder just now at the pharmacy, the old boy could smell the powder after dipping his finger in the powder.

This recipe was originally written by him, so it was strange that he couldn't smell it.

However, the potter still had some doubts. Zhang Zhongjing, who was from Nanyang and would be the prefect of Changsha in the future, stayed in Jingzhou dishonestly. What did he come to Danyang County for?

Could it be that he killed someone in Jingzhou and went to Jiangdong to hide from the lawsuit?

The potter soon knew the reason why Doctor Zhang traveled so far to Jinling City.

Zhang Zhongjing tremblingly took out a few folded and crumpled pieces of cloth from his bosom.

Then, the old man reached out and handed the cloth to the potter.

"What thing?" The potter asked suspiciously.

"Guizhi Soup Recipe..." Zhang Zhongjing seemed aggrieved, "I heard you made it?"

The potter's face turned red all of a sudden.

It's over, plagiarism, and the owner came to his door!

The pottery merchant stretched out his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment, and said helplessly, "It turns out that Mr. Zhang came thousands of miles for this paper soup recipe... Well, why is this soup recipe bothering you?"

Full of excitement, Zhang Ji took out another slip from his bosom, and handed it to the pottery merchant: "This is my painstaking work for many years! Zhang is not talented, so he calls it "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases." "On", although it has not yet been completed, a chapter in it has been recorded as Guizhi Decoction..."

The pottery made a pretentious "Oh" and said shamelessly, "Did you repeat mine?"

Zhang Ji nodded meaningfully.

The Tao merchant took the unfinished volume of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", read it, and murmured, "It's okay, it's a big deal, the copyright is just for you, it's just a prescription, Tao is not very rare..."

But Zhang Zhongjing shook his head heavily, and said: "That's not okay, even if the prescription is repeated, but the pharmacology and medicinal properties are not blindly wrong, how can there be such a coincidence in this world, if you copied Zhang's secret Hey, that's what I copied from you... But I dare to tell the heavens, Zhang Ji spent half his life researching medicine, he would never do such low-level things, come here today, I have to reason with you about everything... "

Zhang Ji was chattering there, but Tao Shang didn't listen much, because his hand suddenly stopped reading "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", and his eyes were wide open.

In the section that the potter was reading, the title at the very beginning was "Five Stones".

Seeing that the pottery merchant didn't argue with him, but just stared at the bamboo slips vigorously, Zhang Ji was a little unhappy.

"Master Taiping, please give me an explanation for this matter."

The potter carefully read that passage for a while, then unfolded it to Zhang Zhongjing, pointed at the prescription on it, and said with a smile: "Your things are trivial, even if I copied yours, okay? I'm sorry... …Let’s take a look at this formula first. Dr. Zhang is indeed an expert. You really understand the five-stone formula. It seems that Tao did not tie up the wrong person. Dr. Zhang is good, can you help me? Make this prescription into a medicine for me to watch?"

Zhang Ji's face suddenly became tense.

"Impossible!" Zhang Ji turned his head like a rattle, expressing his resolute refusal.

"Why? It's clearly written on it that this prescription is for healing injuries, and tonic for dryness and heat... Since it is for tonic, why can't it be used?"

Zhang Zhongjing stepped forward suddenly, and stretched out his hand to snatch the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" from the potter's hand, but the pottery was already prepared, he put his hand behind his back smartly, and looked at Zhang Ji with a smile.

Zhang Ji's head was sweating a little.

"You young man... don't make trouble! Although the five stone powder has the effect of warming and tonifying the patients suffering from typhoid fever, it will cause great harm to ordinary people, so it must not be used indiscriminately."

Tao Merchant raised his eyebrows lightly, and said curiously: "Tell me first, if you take the medicine prepared by your prescription, what harm will it do?"