Reborn 1980: Making a fortune and raising babies

Jing Yangui was shocked when he heard Mr. Su's words, and hurriedly said: "Master is in good health, and he will surely live a long life!"

Mr. Su glared at her and said, "You are unfilial, you actually cursed me to only live a hundred years, and I have to live to two hundred years old no matter what!"

Jing Yangui: "..."

She decided to put away the momentary sadness in her heart just now, her master Niu Cha!

Seeing her expression, Mr. Su smiled and said, "Master's lifespan actually has a lot to do with his apprentice's medical skills. If you have the ability to revive the dead and flesh and bones, you still worry about whether I will live long?"

Jing Yangui dismantled him: "Master, how old is the old man, the master? Is he still alive?"

Grandpa Su: "..."

Seeing the expression on his face, Jing Yangui held back a smile and said, "According to what you said before, the master was only in his twenties older than you, but he has gone now, master, it seems that you were not very good at learning the arts back then." ah!"

The corners of Mr. Su's mouth twitched. It was really tiring to accept such an apprentice who could carry a load.

He said with a stern face: "A disciple who speaks right and wrong about the master should be punished. Come on, stretch out your hand!"

Jing Yangui made a face at him, but obediently walked in front of him and stretched out her hand. There was still a thick layer of calluses on her hand. He was stunned when he saw the layer of calluses, and raised the ruler high. up, and then lightly landed in her palm.

Jing Yangui blinked, and Mr. Su put away the ruler, and said with a straight face: "Today is just a small punishment, if you commit the crime again in the future, you will definitely be punished severely!"

The corners of Jing Yangui's mouth rose slightly, and he said respectfully, "I would like to follow Master's instruction!"

Mr. Su couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, then opened a side drawer, took out a few yellowed books from the inside, and handed them to her, saying, "This is the medical book that your master learned. There are a lot of his experience when he was studying medicine, you take it back and read it carefully, and cherish it."

Jing Yangui took it over and found that the books were all medical classics, the ones she had memorized recently, but they were only plain engraved editions, all the characters on them were arranged vertically, and there were many annotations written in small letters.

The so-called teeny small script, Jing Yan had only heard about it before she returned, but she had never actually seen it. Seeing the words written on it now, she couldn't imagine how to write such small and clear handwriting with a brush.

Grandpa Su gave her another set of the Four Treasures of the Study: "People who studied medicine in the past must be able to write good handwriting. Only when they write well can they write beautiful medical records. For the former Chinese medicine practitioners, the medical records are very important. That's the facade."

"Nowadays there are not many people who can write well with a brush. Everyone writes with a pen, but as my apprentice, if your handwriting is too ugly, you will lose me, so you have to practice brush calligraphy every day from now on."

Jing Yangui nodded slightly, and Old Master Su said again: "Come here, write a few words here for me to see, be serious, don't write the words "chicken paws", or you will be served by a ruler."

"Master, it's a new era now, will it be outdated if you teach me like this?" Jing Yan said so, but went over to take the pen honestly.

The pen is a high-quality Langhao pen, the ink is also a high-quality pine smoke ink, not the black ink that is currently available in the market, and the paper is also a high-quality rice paper.

Mr. Su sneered: "If you worship me as your teacher, then you have to follow my rules. Want to repent? It's too late! If you don't want to be my apprentice, I will fight you hard."

Jing Yangui had already heard the words spelled twice today, and Fang Xianzhi's desperation moved her, but Mr. Su's desperate desperation made her laugh and cry.

She took a pen and dipped some ink and said, "I figured it out, the master tricked me into studying medicine at the beginning."

The master and the apprentice bickered, and Jing Yangui also wrote a few lines, and the silent one was a fragment from the "Nei Jing".

She practiced brush calligraphy in her previous life, but because she was too busy, she didn't have much time to practice, and the handwriting was only beautiful, just out of the category of big black and thick.

Mr. Su said with a look of disgust: "Sure enough, it is written in chicken paw characters. Just like you, you will have to practice hard in the future."

Jing Yangui sighed: "After I have practiced calligraphy well, if I can't be a doctor in the future, I can also open training classes to teach children how to write calligraphy."

Grandpa Su raised the ruler again, she grabbed the book and picked up the Four Treasures of the Study and said, "I just remembered that there is something urgent to deal with, Master wants to beat me and hit me next time!"

After she finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry. After all, Mr. Su was too old to catch up with her, and it was impossible to come after her. Looking at her back, she couldn't laugh or cry. Her appearance really resembled his childhood appearance.

When Jing Yangui ran to the main hall, Fang Xianzhi and Su Baiqing were talking about something, and when they saw her running out in a hurry, they all looked at her, she smiled and said to Fang Xianzhi: "Master thinks my handwriting is ugly, he wants to beat me up." Me, let's go, let's go!"

She spoke in a hurry, but she kept laughing, and she knew at a glance that Mr. Su didn't really want to beat her. Fang Xianzhi smiled and walked out with her, while Su Baiqing went back to the study to see his master.

As soon as he entered, he saw his master staring at a few lines of writing in a daze, and he said as he walked, "Grandpa, I told you before that it's no longer popular to teach apprentices to use a ruler at every turn. That would scare the disciples away."

"There are not many people who write calligraphy now. Even if Yan Gui's handwriting is a little ugly, you should teach her well. Don't worry..."

He also saw the handwriting written by Jing Yangui while he was speaking. It looked like the kind of handwriting that hadn't been practiced much, without the slightest craftsmanship, and exuded a lively charm. Not bad... Ah, sir, don't hit me!"

Mr. Su's ruler fell on him: "You kid, you have the nerve to say that the calligraphy you wrote is also chicken feet."

Su Baiqing hid aside with a smile, and old man Su said with some pride: "Anyway, you have nothing to hope for, old man, I am lucky, to meet such a talented apprentice at this age, it is really an eye opener ah!"

"This apprentice is talented in studying medicine, writes well, is intelligent, kind, and filial..."

When he boasted here, he thought of something: "Let's say this behind our backs, you are not allowed to tell Yan Gui, if she knows that I praise her like this, I'm afraid her tail will go up to the sky!"

The corners of Su Baiqing's mouth twitched, and he nodded in agreement.

However, old man Su still sighed and said: "Yan Gui is good in everything, but she is a little out of temper. I don't think she has completely calmed down to study medicine."

Su Baiqing has a deep understanding of this matter, and since he has learned about the Jing family's affairs since today, he persuaded Mr. Su, "Don't worry, sir. Give Yan Gui some time to adapt, it won't be easy for her."