During World War II, how many secret recipes of traditional Chinese medicine were taken back by the Japanese? No one can explain this clearly.
In another 20 years, after the reform and opening up, how many more Japanese businessmen will be hiding to steal or deceive our traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions in the name of research and investment?
If they really think Chinese medicine is useless, why do they steal so many prescriptions from us? Go back and burn paper for the wild ghosts in the Liqing Kingdom's sacred toilet?
Japan is a very cunning country
On the one hand, they have organized and purposefully bribed some public intellectuals and doctors in China, advocated the futility of traditional Chinese medicine, demanded the ban of traditional Chinese medicine, misled the people, and raised a wave of anti-TCM.
At the same time, they used stolen Chinese medicine prescriptions to develop so-called "Kampo medicine" and then occupied 90% of the world's Chinese medicine export market. This is a large market worth tens of billions of dollars, making a lot of money.
Those Japanese devils who have received money in China play the role of public intellectuals under the banner of science. While fishing for fame and reputation, they secretly collect Japanese yen. After begging for mercy, they may even be awarded Japanese citizenship.
This has to be said to be a tragedy of traditional Chinese medicine.
Lin Sanqi really wants the secret recipe mastered by the 12 old national treasures, because each secret recipe represents a magical Chinese patent medicine, which can be monetized and turned into a golden rooster that makes a lot of money.
But he had some conscience and never thought of stealing these secret recipes, so he asked:
"Master Ren, if in a few decades, your descendants do not learn Chinese medicine, or forget about the secret recipes, what should I do with these medical books and secret recipes?"
The possibility of being unclaimed is very high.
The reason why TCM is said to have a chronological history is that after 20 years of ups and downs in the TCM family, the descendants of these famous doctors have basically withered away, and most of them no longer study medicine, or have missed the best age to study medicine.
As for the disciples and grandchildren who were taken in before liberation, they will either grow old in the ups and downs of the next few decades, or die alone and sad, and few will survive successfully until the reform.
That storm was just like the time when Huang Chao filled the city with golden armor. It killed all the noble families and completely withdrew from the stage of history. From then on, there were no more noble families.
For example, the four famous doctors in Peking are Xiao Longyou, Kong Bohua, Wang Fengchun, and Shi Jinmo.
In 2023, have you ever heard of any direct descendant of these four famous doctors who will become a famous doctor again? To revitalize the family and restore the glory of traditional Chinese medicine?
It is true that some juniors of the four famous doctors were engaged in traditional Chinese medicine. Later, most of them were absorbed by Tongrentang and became money-making tools of the company, and finally disappeared from the world.
Among them, Shi Jinmo's son Shi Xiaomo is considered the most famous among his direct descendants.
But everyone knows that this name is not etiquette. How can anyone use the same character "Mo" as his father?
For a traditional family, let alone sharing the same character with the name of the father or ancestor, it is not even homophonic, which completely violates the "family taboo".
To put it bluntly, Shi Xiaomo died just to get some money to take advantage of his father's reputation. In the end, he only got along with a deputy chief physician, who was not even a high-ranking doctor. He was really like a tiger father and son.
Of course, Mr. Shi Xiaomo may cry out for injustice, blaming his old man for dying and donating his top ten secret recipes to the country, leaving him empty-handed.
But he didn't want to think about it. If it hadn't been for his father's decisive donation back then, would there still be Shi Xiaomo in the future?
"Unclaimed?"
Mr. Ren chuckled:
"This possibility still exists. If that day comes, it will be the fate of you and Xiao Yezi. This opportunity will fall on you two, and the secret recipe and medical books will belong to you two."
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, is this old man so open-minded that he can just give him his special skills? Is it that simple?
Sure enough, the old man still had something to say.
"But the opportunity has been given to you. In the future, the important task of promoting Ren's Traditional Chinese Medicine will be placed on your shoulders. Today I am breaking the door, hoping to leave a spark for our Traditional Chinese Medicine. I hope you will not let me down." .”
Lin Sanqi suddenly knelt down and solemnly promised:
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely expel the Dalu and restore China. Oh no, I will defend traditional Chinese medicine."
Mr. Ren waved his hand: "Don't kneel in a hurry. If you want to kneel, you will have to kneel 12 times tonight, haha."
ah? Lin Sanqi was a little puzzled.
At this time, Mr. Han also handed over two boxes:
"Boy, I don't know how long I can live. Maybe I will be eaten by a wolf one day while working in the fields. It is more likely that I will be trapped on the farm for the rest of my life and not be able to go home. But I don't want my Tiangui Thirteen The needle is lost, so you are better off today
Inside this box, there is also a list of medical books and a handwritten manuscript, which is my acupuncture experience written down by me for more than 50 years of practicing medicine. If anyone can read this notebook thoroughly and practice diligently, he will definitely become the second best in the country in the subject of acupuncture. ”
Lin Sanqi just caught a wooden box and asked strangely: "Then who is number one in the country?"
"Silly X, of course I am number one. Ask these old guys, who of them can do better acupuncture than me? Hum."
Several old men chuckled, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.
Mr. Han then sent over a box with a more exquisite and simple appearance.
"Boy, this is a complete set of silver needles inherited from my family. They are made of meteorites from outer space and are very precious. I am not even willing to give this set of acupuncture tools to my son. I will store it with you first. One day my descendants will come to find it. Please trouble you. The property belongs to my Han family.
My son is a prodigal, so I dare not give these medical books, these secret recipes, and this set of acupuncture tools to him, so I carry them with me. It would be really ruined for him. He could sell it to a scrap collection station immediately.
But my eldest grandson is not bad, but he is clever, and I don’t know if he can inherit my mantle. It's a pity that I'm not at home now, and I can't teach him. It would be a waste of ten or twenty years, and I'm afraid my family's inheritance will be discontinued. "Lin Sanqi couldn't help but be curious. She opened the box and took a look. There were rows of long and short silver needles on the flannel inside. There were carvings on the tops of the silver needles. At first glance, they were extraordinary.
"Wow, old man, this is a treasure, but it's useless if you just give me tools and don't teach me skills."
Mr. Han laughed heartily: "I'm right here. If you want to learn from me, I'll teach you. I'm just afraid that you stupid head won't be able to learn."
Lin Sanqi pouted: "I can't learn. I have a smart wife. She is your disciple."
After saying that, Lin Sanqi pulled Pan Ye, and Pan Ye quickly knelt down with a blushing face:
"Master, I will study hard."
Mr. Han was all smiles: "Okay, okay, you are much better behaved than Lin Xiaoguang."
At this time, Mr. Shi said impatiently:
"Okay, okay, don't take it out one by one. There is no need to embarrass these two children who have to kneel down again and again."
After saying that, Mr. Shi stacked the wooden boxes prepared by everyone on the kang:
"Xiao Lin, Xiao Ye, in addition to the regular list, these are all the secret recipes of each of our families. You must keep them properly and not allow them to be lost. Xiao Lin, let me ask you again, is the place you are looking for safe and reliable?"< br>
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, if I put it in the passage space, no one else in the world would be able to find it.
"Master Shi, don't worry. The place I'm looking for has a constant temperature and is pest-free. The key is that it's absolutely safe and hidden. As long as I don't die, these secret recipes and medical books will never be lost."
Mr. Jiang rolled his eyes and suddenly asked:
"Boy, you're not going to put all these medical books in the emperor's underground palace in the Ming Tombs, are you? Did the country dig more than one Dingling Tomb? I heard that they said that after digging the Dingling Tomb, they dug the Chang Tomb. , is this possible? ”
Lin Sanqi also couldn't laugh or cry: "How could it be put in the underground palace? Isn't it delivering food to the archaeological team? Besides, the underground palace is damp and not suitable for storing paper."
Lin Sanqi actually went down to the Dingling Underground Palace a few days ago. It was so eerie and only lit by a staff member with a torch. It felt like a tomb robbing.
It is said that "Lanting Preface" is either in Li Shimin's Tang Zhaoling or Wu Zetian's Qianling. It is estimated that it must have been destroyed after more than a thousand years.
Mr. Shi waved his hand: "No need to ask any more questions. We don't need to doubt people, but we don't doubt people we employ."
Lin Sanqi asked again: "Masters, have you ever considered donating the secret recipe to the country?"
Several old men looked at me and I looked at you, which was a bit embarrassing, but Mr. Xiao Longyou said clearly:
"Let's not hand it over to the state for the time being. If the world is peaceful in the future, we still hope that these medical books and secret recipes will be inherited by the family, so that our children and grandchildren can have the skills to settle down and build a family.
Xiao Lin, although you are a member of the country, you are now our apprentice, and I won’t hide it from you. The country is also made up of different people. Some people are selfless, but there are also people who are selfish and want to take good things to their own families.
If we donate our secret recipe, can you be sure that it will be in the hands of the country and benefit the people of the country? If you can, just donate if you help us in the future. If not, I might as well give you this little apprentice to make conscience medicine and open a conscience medicine factory in the future. ”
Uh, okay, Lin Sanqi was completely speechless.
I thought to myself that the ideological consciousness of these old men was still very low. It seemed that I, as the leader of the labor ideological reform group, had a heavy responsibility.
Lin Sanqi looked at her watch. It was already 9 o'clock in the evening. Everyone had fallen asleep. It was dark and windy, which was the time to do bad things.
"Okay, masters, let's do it sooner rather than later. I'm going to drive the big truck now, and we'll move the medical books and secret recipe boxes overnight to avoid a long night with too many dreams."
The old men were also decisive and stood up one after another: "Okay, let's pack now."
Pan Ye also stood up: "I'm here to help."
That night, a large truck containing more than 2,000 medical books and 80 secret recipes drove out of the Changping Branch of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Lin Sanqi actually had an idea long ago.
As long as a family member comes to claim the original copies of these medical books and secret recipes in the future, he will definitely hand them over and will not do anything to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.
But this does not mean that he cannot make copies. Others do not have this condition, but he does.
Is there any reason not to take a few bites of the fat meat you get? (End of chapter)