Chapter 415 Saving People
“The lacquer has been cut back, when will we start making ink.”
It took so many days to collect so much raw lacquer, isn’t it just for that? Just some ink.
"It's still early. The raw lacquer alone isn't enough to make ink. We still need to prepare a lot of things. Don't worry, I will definitely call you when I do it."
Zhang Yixing laughed. Then he told Zhang An that the skills he possessed would eventually be passed on to Zhang An.
“I heard that when making ink, if you add some spices, the ink will have fragrance in the future, right.”
The ancients often said that the fragrance of ink and the smell of copper are not just simple simile.
In fact, some inks are really fragrant because very expensive spices are added during production.
“It’s not just spices. If conditions permit, you can also add gold, but the result is no longer ink.”
You must know that in ancient times, pens, inks, paper and inkstones were not It is not only used as a writing tool, but also often used as a gift by many people.
"Some people really added gold to it. I thought it was just talk. It seems that the words of one ounce of gold and one ounce of ink are true. But we can't afford to add this gold. It's okay to add some musk. Anyway, we can get it every year at home. Spend a lot of money, and when it's time to make ink, add some to it to see if the writing is fragrant. "
It's not that gold can't be added, but Zhang An didn't dare to do it.
If he wants to buy some gold, grind it into gold powder and add it to the ink, then Wang Fang will definitely let him know what it means to be unreasonable.
"Why bother? It's better to keep the treasure like musk to save your life. It's just ink for writing. There's no need to waste it so much."
Musk is still a thing even now. A priceless treasure.
Even some people who don’t care about money can’t find a place to buy them when they are in urgent need.
Zhang Yixing has saved many people in his life and cherishes these things very much.
The two men were chatting in the yard while filtering the freshly cut raw lacquer.
If these raw lacquers are cut and sold, there is definitely no need to filter them.
Not only does it waste time, but it also reduces weight.
Therefore, ordinary paint farmers cut raw paint back, and as long as no obvious impurities can be seen, they will not actively filter it.
After all, the person who collects the paint will not give you a higher price just because your paint has been filtered.
These paints are for Zhang Yixing’s own use. Although they will be mixed with tung oil to light the fire, it will not affect the combustion without filtering.
But the raw material needed to make ink is the soot ink produced after mixing raw lacquer and tung oil and burning it.
If there are impurities, it will definitely affect the quality of the ash during the cigarette accumulation process, thereby affecting the level of ink formation.
At this moment, Zhao Tiande ran to Zhang An's yard in a hurry.
"Uncle Zhang, you are really here. Please save my grandfather. He was fine and suddenly passed out."
As soon as Zhao Tiande entered the yard, he saw Zhang and his party. At that time, he rushed over and fell to his knees.
"You kid, get up and tell me, what happened to your grandfather?"
Although Zhao Tiande left the village to work hard many years ago, Zhang Yixing still had an impression of him.
Not just him, there was no child from several nearby villages that Zhang and his party didn't recognize.
Because in the past, when there was no hospital or even a health center in the town, everyone of this generation came to Zhang Yixing and his master for medical treatment.
At that time, there was a shortage of supplies. Even if you had money, buying cold medicine was a problem.
No matter who you are, if you get sick, other than going to a barefoot doctor, you can only rush to the county hospital to find a doctor.
However, several villages near Changqing were very lucky. With Zhang and his master there, many of them were saved.
Everyone in Zhao Tiande's generation has been treated by Zhang and his party.
So when Zhao Tiande became famous outside, he never forgot that there was such a person in his hometown.
When I come back every year, I have to burn incense and express my feelings.
It is precisely because he used to come every year, so even if Zhao Tiande has changed his appearance when he reaches middle age, Zhang Yixing still knows him.
It was not until later that Zhang and his party went out to travel around that he did not come over.
But after Zhang Yixing came back last year, he did the same thing as before, going to the Taoist temple to offer incense on the first day of the new year.
He even proposed to donate money to the Taoist temple, but Zhang and his party refused.
For Zhang Yixing, the current Taoist temple is much better than the dilapidated adobe house before.
“We don’t know what happened to the old man. He was fine during the Qingming Festival a few days ago. He was a very tough person. He was fine until yesterday. But today when we were about to go back, the old man He suddenly fainted and has not woken up yet.”
Although Zhao Tiande was very anxious when asked by Zhang and his party, he patiently explained the situation.
"Xiao An, I remember you still have a stick here, bring a piece of it, and some musk, just in case."
Wait for Zhao Tiande to briefly explain the situation After a while, Zhang Yi Xing thought for a while and asked Zhang An to prepare things.
Ginseng and musk are two things that have a miraculous effect of bringing people back to life when they are dying.
The old man of the Zhao family is eighty or ninety years old this year. If he suddenly behaves like this, the situation may be a little bad.
No matter what the situation is later, whether you need it or not, you can never go wrong by preparing it first.
"By the way, bring your needle box with you. Mine is still on the mountain. It's too late to go back and get it now."
Zhang Yixing took off his apron, then grabbed two handfuls of plant ashes and washed them handwashing.
His hands had just come into contact with raw lacquer. He was going to see a patient later, so he had to clean them first.
No soap, washing powder or other things like raw lacquer are useful.
As soon as you rub the plant ashes, they will become clean immediately.
A few minutes later, Zhang An had prepared what Zhang and his party needed.
“Let’s drive there, it’s definitely too late to walk there.”
Zhang An looked at the door and said, although Zhaojiagou is next to Changqing, the road is winding and winding. There is also quite a distance.
At this moment, we had to rush over to rescue people, so the sooner the better, so Zhang An took out his keys and prepared to drive.
“No, no, no, I drove here and stopped at the bridge. We’ll leave right away.”
Zhao Tiande himself came here in a hurry, so he must have driven here.
But just now he thought Zhang and his party were still at Sanqingguan, so he parked the car there and prepared to go up.
But later, when I met other villagers, they saw his anxious look and asked kindly.
Finally I found out that he was looking for Zhang and his party, so I told him that Zhang and his party were at the foot of the mountain today, probably at Zhang An's house.
So this also prevented him from running up the mountain and wasting time in vain.
Zhao Tiande is a big boss, so he will definitely not be without a car. However, Zhang An looked at the door just now and thought he had not driven over, so he took the initiative to suggest it.
Arrived at the Zhao family compound, Zhao Tiande quickly took Zhang and his party and Zhang An into the house. At this time, Mrs. Zhao was still lying on the bed and did not wake up.
The whole room was surrounded by people, all old and young from the Zhao family.
Seeing Zhang and his entourage approaching, a woman with tears in her eyes immediately rushed towards them.
"Old Taoist Priest, please help me see my father quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, he was pulled away by an old man next to him who looked very similar to Zhao Tiande.
"Go away, you crazy bitch. Taoist Zhang is already here, and you are still wasting time here. You don't have eyes."
It turns out that this person is Zhao Tiande's father, Zhao Zhenqiang. And that woman is Zhao Tiande's aunt.
This kind of life-saving guy still wastes time by dragging people along. No wonder Zhao Tiande’s father is angry.
After pulling away the crying woman, Zhao Zhenqiang said to Zhang and his party.
"Taoist Priest, please help me take a look."
As he said this, he pulled a stool next to the bed to facilitate Zhang Yixing's treatment.
"Needless to say, since you are here, you must do your best, but if so many of you go out first, there must not be so many people in this room. The air will not circulate when people are crowded, and the windows must be closed. Open it quickly."
While Zhang and his party were checking the pulse of the old man of the Zhao family, they drove everyone out of the room at the same time.
There were at least a dozen people in the room just now. As soon as Zhang Ancai came in, he immediately felt stuffy.
The key is that the windows are still closed and the air is not circulating. It is definitely not possible to let the patient stay here.
After Zhang Yixing finished speaking, all the people who were crowded in the room just now went outside to wait, leaving only Zhao Tiande and his father.
After taking a pulse for a while, the expression on Zhang Yi Xing’s face became heavier and heavier.
Because the old man of the Zhao family's pulse is as if he is dying, and he can't feel any life at all. To put it bluntly, his pulse is terminal.
"Zhao Jushi, please forgive me, your old man may have run out of gas and lamps. The day is coming. He is still breathing a sigh of relief. I can revive him, but he is awake. I don’t know how long I can hold on in the future. You can also choose to send him to the hospital now, because the old man can still hold on for two or three hours in his current condition.”
In this case, Zhang Yixing still can. Choose to tell the Zhao family and his son.
As for how to choose, it depends on how their family decides.
"It's impossible. It was fine at noon. Taoist Master, please help me to see if I saw it wrong."
Zhao Zhenqiang was like a bolt from the blue, a little distracted.
Then he once again begged Zhang and his party to watch it again.
Because their old man was still in very good health during this period, including this morning, his face was still red, and he didn't look like he was about to die.
"Layholder, the old man's pulse and three qi have been extinguished, and there is no life left. If I say something unpleasant, even if he is sent to the hospital, I'm afraid... Sigh."
Zhang Yixing sighed. He understood the mood of the Zhao family and his son very well.
Because he had the same experience before, and that was what happened to Master Zhang at that time.
Obviously everything was fine in the morning, but suddenly in the afternoon I told him about my funeral arrangements.
At that time, Zhang Yixing was still young and could not see through these things at all.
He has studied medicine for so many years, but he was unable to save his only relative.
"You should discuss it with your family. If you need to be sent to the hospital, you still have to hurry up."
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhang. Please wait for us."< br>
After Zhao Tiande said hello, he supported his somewhat shaky father and went out to discuss with his family.
Soon, the sound of quarrels came from the main room outside.
Despite being separated by several walls, Zhang An could hear it very clearly.
The Zhao family is now roughly divided into two groups. One side is thinking of sending them to the hospital and cannot let go of the opportunity.
On the other hand, they don’t want the old man to have to be sent to the hospital by his family in his last days.
In the end, the quarrel became louder and louder, and it looked like a fight.
"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing. If you are arguing like this, will Grandpa get better?"
In the end, Zhao Tiande stood up and yelled loudly at the quarrel. of people.
Although most of these people are his elders, as soon as he speaks out, these people must stop their anger immediately.
After all, he is the most capable person in the family, and no one dares not to listen to his words.
"Grandpa definitely didn't want to go to the hospital. When he went to hang paper a few days ago, he stayed in front of grandma's grave for a long time. This was something that had never happened before. After he came back, he told us a lot, and I also go upstairs to visit his hometown from time to time.”
“I think grandpa must have felt something, otherwise he wouldn’t be so abnormal. I don’t want to send grandpa to the hospital now, let’s not talk about it yet. How is the quality of the county hospital? Uncle Zhang said it would be difficult to send grandpa there in this state."
"So I want Uncle Zhang to revive grandpa now and see what he has not done yet. If the matter is sent to the hospital, with their level, I am worried that grandpa will not even have the chance to speak at the end."
Zhao Tiande said quietly, and the others listened quietly.
Then there was silence outside for a long time, without a sound.
"Let's do it. What the boss said makes sense. The hospital is so far away and we don't know what problems will happen on the way. If dad leaves with regrets in the end, then we are all sinners."
As soon as the first person spoke, the others quickly agreed.
Even those who just insisted on sending the old man to the hospital did not continue to oppose it now.
"Uncle Zhang, we are not going to the hospital. We still have to trouble you to save grandpa."
In this way, Zhao Tiande came to the house with several uncles.
"It's necessary. Do you have any ginseng slices at home? You don't need too many, just two slices."
Although Zhang Yi Xing asked Zhang An to bring them, he still asked first.
After all, this is not an ordinary thing. There will definitely be money issues after using it. He asked Zhang An to bring it with him, just in case.
If the host owns it, he will definitely not use his own things.
"We have been careless in the past two years. We did not prepare these things at home. Since Zhang An has brought them here, Uncle Zhang, just use them. Zhang An, just tell me the number."
Zhao Tiande’s family is not short of money, but they have not prepared these things in advance.
He knew just now that Zhang An was here with him, so he didn't panic at all now.
Now as long as Zhang An asks, he will agree to any amount of money, because their family is really not short of money.
After all, this is a life-saving moment, even if you have money, it will not help.
It is much better to be able to buy something with money than to be unable to find a place to buy it with money.
(End of this chapter)