Chapter 442 "Shi Yuan Duan Xiao Fang" with Pinellia Aconite appears (monthly ticket adds more updates)
Eating longevity noodles on birthdays is more of a southern custom.
Families in the north may be more likely to make dumplings.
But it’s noon, so it’s definitely too late to make dumplings.
So Zhu Lin made a bowl of longevity noodles for his eldest sister and added an egg to it.
After it was served on the table, the family first gave birthday wishes to the eldest sister.
Then Fang Yan said that when everyone in the family is gone in the evening, he will cook a birthday party for the eldest sister.
The eldest sister originally said that no one in the family is used to celebrating birthdays.
But my mother immediately spoke up and said that I had to cook a meal no matter what today.
The eldest sister then nodded in agreement.
Anyway, rules are made by people. If everyone says they want to change them, then change them.
After dinner, when everyone was about to go to work, Zhu Lin asked Fang Yan, "How about giving me a birthday gift or something in the evening?"
Fang Yan thought for a while and asked her what she wanted to give.
Zhu Lin said he wanted to give his eldest sister a coat.
Fang Yan nodded and said:
"I think it's okay, so you can leave it alone. I still have time at work, so I'll go to the department store and buy a coat."
Zhu Lin asked him?
"Do you know what style to buy?"
Fang Yan thought for a while and said:
“Department stores only have a few styles, they all look the same.”
Zhu Lin rolled his eyes when he heard Fang Yan's answer:
"Oh, you don't understand. I'll go there with you and buy some things before going to work."
"Okay." Fang Yan nodded with a smile. In his opinion, those styles were indeed similar.
Mainly because the style of this era is like this.
Some new styles will appear only after the reopening next year.
In 1978, Fan Thief, the first foreign top international fashion brand, came to China, but it still didn't make much waves.
In the spring of 1979, French international fashion designer Pierre Cardin brought 12 models to China for a catwalk show. His style of painting was greatly separated from the people around him and challenged the Chinese people's aesthetic concepts.
Then Japanese and American fashion show teams arrived one after another, and only then did floral shirts, floral skirts, bell-bottom pants, and toad glasses begin to appear in the streets.
Zhu Lin said to the dialect:
"Then I'll go to the bedroom and get the tickets."
Dialect nodded:
"Go, go, I'll wait for you with my cart at the door."
After a while, Zhu Lin got the tickets, and then the couple rode to the department store together.
Here Zhu Lin picked out clothes for the eldest sister.
Fang Yan also brought a box to put in, and then sent it to Xiehe for his wife, asking her to take the gift with her and take it home directly from get off work in the afternoon.
Then Fang Yan said goodbye to his wife and then rode his motorcycle to the Huaxia Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
When I arrived, I happened to see Lao Ji smoking at the door again. This time there were several old smokers from the calibration room smoking. When they saw Fang Yan coming, they all said hello to him.
"Consultant Fang."
"Expert Fang!"
"Comrade Dialect."
"Doctor Fang!"
"Team leader."
"Brother Fang!"
There are all sorts of things to say.
Smoking is not allowed in the calibration room. This is a rule. Most of them will endure it throughout the afternoon. Now before starting work, they will smoke here until they are full before going in.
No matter how cold it is at the door, it's still the same.
Fang Yan greeted them, then glanced at his watch and found that it was almost time to go to work.
So I waited outside for them to go in together.
At the same time, he asked Lao Ji how the storage of books and antiques was going.
Lao Ji responded:
"I helped contact them when I got back last night. I handed over the dimensions, drawings and everything."
Dialect asked him:
"Where's the money? How much do you need?"
Some wood is not cheap, especially if it is the Forbidden City level.
Fang Yan is really afraid that this one will be too expensive.
Then there is really no limit.
As a result, Lao Ji smiled and said:
"You don't have to worry about this. I'm sure I know it well. When they do it, you can only talk about money when you're satisfied."
When Fang Yan heard what Lao Ji said, he knew that he had told others in advance, so he bowed his hands to him:
"Thank you very much."
Lao Ji waved his hand:
"Hey, it's not a big deal. If you really feel bad about it, please help me find a lost book as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Fang Yan laughed and said: "Haha, this is too difficult for others. I am not a god, so I can't protect you."
Recently, everyone in this laboratory has started to engage in metaphysics.
Unexpectedly, Lao Ji was no exception.
Lao Ji said:
"Everyone says you are lucky, and I also hope to have some good luck."
Dialect raised eyebrows:
"Do you believe this too?"
Lao Ji nodded without hesitation:
"Believe it, why don't you believe it?"
"Other industries don't believe it, but I am different. My profession is dealing with these."
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
At this time, people around Lao Ji also laughed and agreed:
"I believe it too!"
"Me too..."
"I second the motion!"
After hearing this, Fang Yan smiled and said:
"Okay, then I wish you all that you can find one of the remaining thirty-three books today."
Lao Ji put the cigarette in his mouth, then raised his hands as if holding water, and muttered vaguely:
"Good luck! Good luck!"
It immediately made the others laugh:
"Hahaha..."
In fact, most people still don’t believe it at this moment.
I just want to give you a thought at most.
If Dialect is really lucky, why not just find all the books in one go?
It wasn't until half an hour after going to work that Fang Yan asked Lao Ji to help repair the title page of a volume. When Lao Ji was repairing it, he opened one of the pages and took a quick look and saw the words "Shi Yuan Duan Xiao Fang".
He has always regarded himself as a civilized person, and subconsciously used swear words to exclaim:
"What the hell!?"
"Dialects! Dialects! Come and see!"
Then he quickly called Fang Yan and asked him to confirm whether it was one of the 33 remaining books.
This book actually ranks very high.
Because the medicine contained in it is said to be very effective, and it is a prescription for urgent medicine.
Fang Yan was also very excited when he heard that a new book had appeared.
He rushed over quickly.
The others did the same, and they all gathered around him consciously.
It would be great to find the third book today, the penultimate day before the holiday.
The group of people who were smoking together outside just now had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
In a hurry, everyone squeezed past to see if it was true.
Fang Yan came to Lao Ji, took the magnifying glass and tweezers, stepped forward and took a look, the first prescription:
Seize the true elixir.
This name is similar to the painting style in "Yanxia Shengxiao Prescription".
Look further down.
Ingredients: Pinellia ternata, monkshood, clove, woody incense, patchouli, betel nut, pepper, cardamom, amomum villosum.
Indications: Deficiency of Yingwei qi, internal dampness and coldness spreading to the pleura, tightness in the heart and abdomen, and tingling in the flanks and ribs.
Pinellia aconite, that is indeed a powerful medicine.
Let’s look at the second one, Miracle Soup.
Aconite, costus, pinellia.
Indications: Cold phlegm accumulation, chest and diaphragm discomfort, cold appetite, weak spleen, vomiting and phlegm.
The third one is Xiao Lilac Pinellia Powder.
Patchouli, pinellia, clove.
Main effects: Children with vomiting and inability to breastfeed.
After looking at three prescriptions in a row, all of them contain aconite and pinellia as the main ingredient, which is consistent with the records of this prescription in other places.
Fang Yan said to Lao Ji:
"It should be right, Lao Ji, you have found the third book!"
"Congratulations, Lao Ji!"
Then he announced loudly:
""Shi Yuanduan Xiaofang" was found!"
Now the people who were smoking with Lao Ji just now were dumbfounded, and they all looked at each other.
No...it's only been half an hour. Isn't it really good to shake hands with him and say good luck?
PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 26,000 words.
There will be an extra update in the afternoon.
(End of chapter)