Chapter 14 "True Skill"
The old man standing in front of Garris had his gray hair disheveled and covered his head, looking slovenly. He was wearing a dirty brown coarse cloth robe. The cuffs and hem of the robe were worn due to years of use, revealing what was underneath. patch.
Of course, the most convincing thing that proves his "real talent and learning" is that this guy looks quite old, perhaps over sixty years old.
In the Middle Ages, when the average age per capita was no more than forty years old, a guy who was still alive at the age of sixty, could get on the bed and get off the table normally, and handle herbs, was already a sign of "real ability" in the eyes of ordinary farmers. .
After all, the vast majority of people will never live to this old age and have already been buried in the ground.
"Poison?"
Hearing what Garris said, the old man laughed sarcastically.
"Yo, what a well-informed guy."
"Since you know what it is, then why don't you know that this herb has been used to treat diseases since thousands of years ago! Indeed, many people say that this thing is poisonous and dangerous. Yes, fire can also burn people. Should we still use it to cook and keep warm? Is it because fire can burn people? ”
"You have to be clear about this thing. This thing symbolizes rebirth and is the balanced interval between life and death. Therefore, it can be used to cure diseases. Not only can it be used to cure diseases, but it can also be used to expel evil spirits and protect the wearer from witchcraft. Violation! ”
Garris still grabbed the old man's hand and didn't let go. Instead, he stared at the old man and his gray-blue eyes.
Since the fusion of memories, Garris has gained powerful strength in addition to his body, as well as superhuman reaction speed, and the sensitivity of his six senses has also been improved.
Garris could see the old man's gray-blue eyes shining with greed and cunning, and there was a trace of hypocritical sarcasm hanging on the corner of his mouth. He could clearly feel that the old man in front of him was talking nonsense. This nonsense is not based on an ancient medical record, but a set of nonsense that I invented, I don’t believe in, but I use it to deceive others.
It is true that belladonna was used in various medical treatments in the Middle Ages, but truly experienced pharmacists would at least consider how to control the dosage and be alert to its negative effects. Of course, even so, there were countless medical accidents caused by the abuse of belladonna in the Middle Ages.
As for the old guy in front of him, Garris even doubted whether he really knew the name of the plant in his hand.
"So what is this herb called?"
The old man rolled his eyes at Garris. He was obviously dissatisfied with Garris' rudeness and naturally did not want to continue talking about this issue.
"Idiot, come here! Drive these troublesome foreigners out!" the old man shouted loudly.
The people around him started to get restless and tried to push Garris and his party.
Then a crashing sound was heard, not far behind Garris.
Seeing that something was wrong, Simon directly drew out the long sword hidden under his robe at his waist and protected the others behind him.
The carefully polished blade looked dazzling in the sunlight, and the sharp tip revealed a bloodthirsty deterrent. After seeing Simon draw his sword directly, the surrounding farmers became more rational. They are not ready to see blood just because of a few words from the herbalist.
Garris frowned, knowing that he could no longer reason. Because any attempt by Garris to present facts, present evidence, or reason would be regarded by the old guy in front of him as a challenge to his authority in the village.
In order to maintain his prestige in the village, the old man could not admit that he had made a mistake, so it was his subconscious instinct to directly use his long-term prestige in the village to drive away Garris and his gang.
An idea suddenly appeared in Garris's mind - kill him.
Thinking about it on his heels, Garris could realize where the old man's cows came from, and he could also understand why the old man had a better house than ordinary farmers.
Just a liar... With the level of cultural popularization in the Middle Ages, where did so many herbalists and doctors come from? Only liars like the old man in front of me were the norm.
A bluffing guy in a medieval village, who had a little bit of knowledge about herbal medicine, was lucky enough to meet a few patients and cured them himself, then he could boast that he was an omnipotent miracle doctor, and then use various words to convince the peasants. We: Those unlucky guys weren't actually his herbalist's fault.
As long as this old man is killed, then there will be less trouble in the village, and Garris will not have to spend all his energy in verbal confrontation with the other party.
In fact, if Garris really wanted to kill the old man, it would not be more difficult than squeezing an ant to death. As for the surrounding farmers, they could not help the old man at all. Because before they could react, Garris could crush the old man's throat bone.
But in the end, Garris let go of his hand and let the old man go.
"This thing is called belladonna. I'm not sure if you have confused it with nightshade. Although they are both in the Solanaceae family, the fruits are similar in color, and the leaves look similar at first glance, but nightshade is only slightly poisonous and poisonous. Nightshade is highly poisonous. It is not difficult to tell the difference between the two. The flowers of nightshade are star-shaped white or lavender, while the flowers of belladonna are bell-shaped purple or green."
As far as Garris knew, belladonna or nightshade actually both had medicinal value, and even had slightly similar therapeutic effects. However, nightshade at least could not kill anyone, and was even used as a substitute food in famine years in the Celestial Dynasty. As for belladonna...it is said that the Roman Emperor Octavian was poisoned to death by his wife.
Religion and superstition are homogeneous in the eyes of many people, but in fact they are two completely different words.
Superstition refers to blind belief and worship. In this scenario, it is using belladonna to harm people without knowing it is superstitious... He, Gareth, wants to break this superstition and eliminate ignorance.
Garris noticed that the old man's eyes flashed. He was indeed listening to Garris's words carefully, and the hand holding the belladonna plant loosened slightly and started to tremble a little.
The old man was scared. Obviously, this old man and this liar knew that he was ignorant. Now after getting the information from Garris, he made a judgment based on his past experience and knew that the young man in front of him was not lying. .
"What nonsense! I can't even tell what this thing is called! Come on! It's belladonna, it's nightshade, it's all nonsense! You're a little brat who doesn't even have any hair, so you just come to me and play tricks, right?"< br>
As the old man went berserk again, the atmosphere between the two sides became more intense, but this time Garris stopped Simon and the others from continuing to swing their swords, and led everyone out of the herbalist's yard.
For Garris, it was indeed very simple to kill the old man, but that would go against his original intention of coming here.
(End of chapter)