"Uncle, I'm going to find the master!"

"Are you going there without eating?"

"No, I can't be late for the first day. I'll talk to the master today and I'll go there a little later tomorrow."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Come on, don't worry, I'm riding steadily!"

Pushing the bicycle in one hand and carrying two bottles of wine in the other, Yi Chuanzong staggered out of the door.

When they arrived at the front yard, the third uncle was cultivating his sentiments in the yard. Ever since he saw the two bottles of Moutai that Yi Chuanzong brought, the little conflict between the two of them had been forgotten.

Originally, he was very happy when he lost a grass carp on Saturday, and the two carp weighed a total of four kilograms, but now he is not happy anymore.

"Hello, third uncle!" Yi Chuanzong greeted with a smile.

Looking at the two wine bottles Yi Chuanzong was carrying, he wondered how the third uncle could get better. He said sourly: "Zhuanzong, who are you going to deliver wine to?"

"Third uncle, you still have a sharp eye!" Yi Chuanzong raised an eyebrow and said, "I prepared this for my master. I am apprenticed. It should be normal to give him some apprenticeship gifts, right?"

The third uncle felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this. He had planned to ask Yi Chuanzong to learn Chinese calligraphy from him before, but he never got anyone. Otherwise, would he have been able to get two bottles of Maotai?

Keeping the benefits of Yi Chuanzong in mind, the third uncle twitched his lips and said: "It's normal, Chuanzong, you are a bureaucracy! Ordinary people are reluctant to give this thing away!"

Yi Chuanzong smiled happily. The third uncle must feel uncomfortable, right?

But if you praise him for his skills, are you still thinking of taking advantage of him?

I've been depressed for so long, why can't I have a longer memory?

He really shouldn't be so greedy, so he asked with concern: "Third uncle, how is your settlement? I have a good idea here. If you can give me two bottles of this wine, I will tell you that it can

Let you eat it for the rest of your life."

The third uncle glared and sneered, "Should I use you? You want to teach me even though you are not educated? Just study for two years first!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded repeatedly and said, "I really can't teach you. You were the one who helped me settle this account at the beginning. It's just that you have to settle the accounts for yourself. I wonder if you are so good at calculating, have you ever settled the accounts for yourself?"

"roll!"

The third uncle flicked his sleeves and turned around and walked towards the house.

Ever since we went together for dinner that day, he has not been in a good mood since he came back. He is always angry when he sees Yi Chuanzong!

Yi Chuanzong pursed his lips and smiled, shouting, "Third uncle, please think carefully. It's two bottles of wine now, but it won't be this price in the future, it's twenty-five thousand three hundred and forty-four!"

The third uncle turned his head suddenly, took a sip on the ground, and then turned around and walked into the house.

Yi Chuanzong shrugged, what he said was true, but it was a pity that the third uncle did not believe it.

In the end, among these three uncles, it was Yan Jiefang who provided for him in his old age and also played tricks on him.

If Yan Jiecheng had not been forced to do anything, he would not have been able to return to this courtyard to provide for him until he died.

The thoughts of the four children in the family have not yet been decided, and there is still the possibility of education. When they grow up in the future, or even the eldest Yan Jiefang gets married, it will be a done deal!

Seeing the third uncle angrily walking into the west wing, Yi Chuanzong muttered, "If you don't believe me, don't believe me now, you will have to believe it in the future. You have to pay back the advantage you took advantage of me. Third uncle, this debt still remains

It's up to us outsiders to do the math for you."

After leaving the courtyard, Yi Chuanzong rode his bicycle and rode all the way. In thirteen minutes, he made three turns and arrived at Dashilar.

Walking into Tong Ren Tang, the fragrance of a kind of herbal medicine hit your face. Yi Chuanzong has some medical skills. He didn't feel the irritating and bitter taste. Instead, he was full of energy after taking a sip.

Turning to look in the direction of the medicine cabinet, he greeted, "Wu Jing, are there any patients at my master's place?"

Wu Jing raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Doctor Huang won't take patients at five o'clock." After saying that, he lowered his head.

Yi Chuanzong smiled. This guy was quite cute. He strode forward and arrived at the consultation room No. 1 North.

"Master, I'm here."

Huang Jingyi put down the slightly yellowed book in his hand and said with a smile: "It came a little earlier than I thought."

"I was afraid that I would be late, so I came here after sending the uncle home." Yi Chuanzong put the two bottles of wine on the table and smiled, "I bought it somewhere else. This time it's five or six years old. It's for you.

It’s a ceremony to become a master.”

Huang Jingyi sighed: "I didn't expect that after being poor all my life, I would finally be able to enjoy happiness."

Yi Chuanzong asked in a low voice: "You should be able to make a lot of money telling people's fortunes, right?"

Huang Jingyi raised his eyelids and then shook his head, "I rarely tell people's fortunes this year. I didn't dare to tell fortunes in the first forty years, and I couldn't tell them in the next ten years. Otherwise, how could you meet me?"

Yi Chuanzong was silent for a while. In the past forty years, the mountains and rivers were vast. Whether it was telling people or telling things, fortune telling was really fortune telling, and it was also based on fortune telling.

In the next ten years or so, fortune telling was considered a feudal superstition.

Huang Jingyi smiled slightly, "It seems that you understand too. You wanted to become my teacher before. Tell me why you studied medicine."

Yi Chuanzong looked a little strange, and for a while he couldn't explain the reason in his heart.

He started studying medicine to make money and wanted to add a side job to himself. Not only saving 100 yuan to save lives, but half to saving lives, he still got more than 100 yuan a month. This amount of money was enough for his daily life.

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Later, he wanted to study medicine in order to make friends with powerful people and ensure a stable life, so that he would not have no way to deal with things when things happened, and he did not want to be bullied.

The previous two were too utilitarian. Looking at the master's white-haired but upright appearance, he was too ashamed to say anything.

Another thing is that he is studying martial arts. He got a copy of "The Body Refining of Gods and Demons" by Lao Shizi. Until now, he has not been able to read a word. This reason must be unexplainable. The master is not a martial arts person at first glance.

Yi Chuanzong frowned. He couldn't find a reason to study medicine?

Huang Jingyi looked at him calmly without any words. An old Chinese medicine doctor of his age had seen countless people and things. When Yi Chuanzong first came here, he could feel the utilitarianism.

After pondering for a long time, Yi Chuanzong thought of what would happen a dozen years later. He said in a low voice: "We are relatively backward now and need to absorb advanced theories and knowledge from the outside world. Traditional Chinese medicine will inevitably decline under such an impact."

"I can only try my best to learn Chinese medicine and pass it on. I hope that sixty years later, when someone asks for medical treatment, I can still let him live in confusion. If possible, I will carry it forward. I hope there will still be people who need it at that time.

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Huang Jingyi frowned and thought deeply for a while, then stroking his white goatee, nodded, and chanted loudly: "If you want to learn medicine, you must first cultivate virtue... A gentleman respects virtue and pursues Taoism, pursuing the broad and subtle. Extremely wise, he Tao means the mean."

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Yi Chuanzong's eyelids jumped when he heard it, and he was fed a lot of words in a daze. He could hear individual words clearly, but he didn't know what they meant when they were put together.

Even if someone understood it, the master said a lot more while he was translating in his mind, and in the end he didn't remember a single word.

He silently glanced at the properties panel.

Educational level: College degree (more than 60% forgotten)

In fact, he studied science in his previous life.

Now he just wants to ask his teacher, is it okay if he doesn't study?

"Master, can you speak more plainly in the future? I didn't even go to elementary school. You graduated from a private school and even participated in the imperial examination... Times have changed now!"

"Hahaha!"

Huang Jingyi was startled for a moment, then laughed heartily.

Yi Chuanzong was silent, crying silently in his heart.

Some people were laughing at him for being uneducated, but he was helpless because the man in front of him was his master.

One of them lived from ancient times to the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the other lived from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present day. They spanned three centuries and watched the changes in the mountains and rivers.

When it comes to learning medical skills, he obviously has communication difficulties...

Huang Jingyi laughed and then turned to look at the sky outside the window. For a moment, he was surrounded by countless inexplicable temperaments.

Yi Chuanzong lowered his head and looked at the two bottles of Maotai wine on the table. He originally thought why the master didn't let him have a meal or even have a taste of the wine.

Now when he saw his master's character, he realized that he was not worthy.

If he drinks, he really drinks.

If Master drinks, it is to express his emotions through wine. For others, it is tasting, tasting life in the wine.

Huang Jingyi suddenly looked back and shouted softly: "Pass on the ancestral line."

Yi Chuanzong quickly raised his head and replied: "Master."

"Medical skills can save people, but they can also harm people. Whether it's good or bad, just follow your heart."

"Master, I remember!"

Huang Jingyi nodded slightly, "I see that you have some medical skills. In the early stage, you will focus on memorizing memorization. You will first have to know the tendons, acupuncture points, organs and bones of the whole body. I have a record of medicinal materials, so you can memorize them all."

"You don't have to come here every day in the future. You are not yet qualified to practice medicine and prescribe medicine. Come to me every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and I will explain it to you then."

Yi Chuanzong shed tears in his heart and said respectfully: "Yes."

Huang Jingyi pointed to the corner behind him, "Over there is the book I prepared for you. In order to make it easier for you to understand, I picked up some notes and gave them to you clearly. This should be enough."

Is this being looked down upon?

Yi Chuanzong turned his head, and his mouth opened wide for a moment.
To be continued...