Medicare

Early the next morning, before Xiang Ange could figure out how to speak to the old man, and even if the old man didn't like it, he discussed with Young Master Jin that Antai should live here, but he would live with the master. Solution.After all, according to ancient rituals, as an apprentice, he should serve the master at all times until the day he leaves the master.

In the end, before Xiang Ange could speak, Gongzi Jin had already carried a simple red bag, filled two jars of unknown wine, and followed him to Mr. Bian's house.Xiang Ange looked back at Gongzi Jin's appearance, and felt that his leisurely appearance really didn't match the red bag in his hand. The bag was a gift from a supermarket or somewhere, and the logo was printed on it. , the jar inside also looked gray, he didn't say it was a wine jar, Xiang Ange thought it was hiding sauerkraut.

Young Master Jin didn't care about Xiang Ange's entanglement at all, Shi Shiran followed him in, Mr. Bian was checking the condition of the herbs in the yard, and taught a few young disciples loudly: "Are you all pig brains? How many times have I taught it, and when I say that [-]% of it is dry, I have to put it away and wait for it to dry in the shade. Look, it is all dry, and this is how your master usually teaches you..."

Well, the old man must be in good health and full of energy, but his temper is still bad and he is not in a good mood.Xiang Ange bit the bullet and walked in, calling the master.

When Mr. Bian saw it was him, although his face was still gloomy, he didn't directly scold him, and stood in the hall with his hands behind his back to take the exam.

Xiang Ange quickly cheered up and answered one by one, for fear that he might have made a mistake. After a while, seeing that he answered fluently, he really put his mind to it, and it was not wasted. Only then did Mr. Bian soften his face and show some Smiling: "It's okay, it's better than those few."

Xiang Ange breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the first test, he said quickly: "Master, I will work hard."

Old Mr. Bian nodded, only then did he notice that there was a person behind Xiang Ange, he couldn't help but paused when he saw his appearance clearly, frowned subconsciously, and then asked: "Ange, is this ?”

Quickly introduced to An Ge: "Master, this is Gong Zijin, my best friend, Zi Jin, this is my master, Mr. Bian."

The young master took a step forward, gave a very respectable junior salute, and said: "The junior has met Mr. Bian, and a little care is not enough to respect, please don't take offense."

Mr. Bian didn't care much about what he brought over at first, but after a closer look, he became surprised, regardless of whether they were still there, took the red bag, and carefully put the two jars inside on the table , leaned closer and sniffed it, and asked after a while, "This is nearly a century-old tiger bone wine. It's priceless. Where did you get it?"

Gongzi Jin just smiled and said: "It's a coincidence, I just got two jars, this kind of tiger bone wine is not suitable for us to drink, so I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha."

There was a trace of hesitation in Mr. Bian's eyes. Tiger bone wine, which is nearly a hundred years old, shows its preciousness. good.

Young Master Jin continued: "An Ge worshiped under the old man's door, and he didn't even give him a decent apprentice ceremony. This should be regarded as An Ge's heart."

Saying this, he put all the value of the tiger bone wine on Xiang Ange, who knew that Xiang Ange immediately dismantled it when he was beside him: "Well, this is something you have worked so hard to find, the teacher's apprenticeship ceremony , I'm all ready."

Old Mr. Bian was lamenting that the friends around his stupid apprentice were useful, who knew that he would sell himself with just one word.The old man felt helpless, glanced at Young Master Jin, but still took the tiger bone wine, nodded and said: "Well, I'll take it, if there is someone around you who needs it in the future, feel free to bring it."

Everyone knows that Mr. Bian is getting older and older, and now he seldom goes out to see a doctor. Except for a few old leaders in Beijing, the rest of the people can't even get his door, let alone others.Although tiger bone wine is precious, it is not a life-saving medicine after all. Mr. Bian's promise is worth it.

Young Master Jin also nodded in agreement, but in his opinion, he would never use this promise.On the contrary, Mr. Bian saw him like this, and he liked him a little more in his heart. He didn't think he was a pretentious one. He hated some people who clearly wanted to get benefits from him, but they still had to pretend to be benevolent. Come on, all the disgusting people.

After accepting the tiger bone wine, Mr. Bian was also in a good mood. He turned his head and asked Ange, "You said you prepared the apprenticeship ceremony, why don't you show it to me?"

Xiang Ange's cheeks flushed slightly, compared to the tiger bone wine that Young Master Jin brought out, the things he prepared were really ordinary.

I saw that Xiang Ange took out a notebook from his schoolbag. The notebook was very new, and he knew it was just bought. Although the quality was good, it was not worth anything.

But Xiang Ange handed the notebook to the old gentleman: "Master, I have sorted out some ancient recipes that I have collected during this time, I think you will be interested."

When Mr. Bian heard it, he really became interested. Although he didn't think that Xiang Ange could collect any precious ancient prescriptions, he still found the notebook. He opened it and took a look. After reading it, his face was covered With a surprised expression, he turned a few pages, his face became more serious, and he looked up at his disciple carefully.

Xiang Ange's face was calm and his eyes were clear. Mr. Bian calmed down, closed his notebook, and asked, "Where did you find these prescriptions?"

Ancient prescriptions are not so easy to find. Since ancient times, people in Zhongzhou have had the habit of cherishing themselves with their brooms. This is especially true for families of traditional Chinese medicine. Some secret recipes are only passed down from generation to generation, and they must be the eldest son’s grandson. Therefore, many things are buried in the In the long river of history.

One of the most important reasons why Mr. Bian became a master of traditional Chinese medicine is that the Bian family had a background in traditional Chinese medicine before, and this part of the heritage was passed on to the old man.That's why Mr. Bian was so surprised when he saw this crude notebook. The things in it didn't seem like something a child with no power or power could get.

Xiang Ange had been prepared to be asked for a long time. In fact, he had hesitated whether to take out these prescriptions, but in the end, he thought that if these prescriptions were taken out, they might be able to save more people. There is another one, He also believes that Mr. Bian is a man, and he will never be separated from himself because of these prescriptions, but he still has to cover up the source of the ancient prescriptions: "I heard from grandma that when it was still in turmoil, they picked it up from the garbage dump. Yes, some have been burned as kindlers, and some have remained."

When Mr. Bian heard it, he believed it, and couldn't help but fell silent. The turmoil did great harm to them. Even now, he still doesn't want to recall that difficult time. Looking at the notebook in his hand, he couldn't help but Showing a bit of sentimentality: "Where are those original documents?"

Xiang Ange subconsciously glanced at Gongzi Jin next to him, and saw the smiling eyes of Gongzi Jin.Where would he have the original copy? After hearing this, he quickly explained: "The original copy was too damaged, and it was not well preserved before, so it can no longer be read. Fortunately, I wrote it down when I was a child, and now I write it silently."

When Mr. Bian heard it, he also sighed deeply, and secretly felt that Xiang Ange's extraordinary aptitude may also have the effect of these medical books, but he didn't know that his guess was almost the same as the truth, but this Medical books are nothing more than other medical books.

After feeling a lot of emotion, Mr. Bian carefully put away the notebook, and said, "Your gift is very suitable for me, Master is very happy."

Xiang Ange's cheeks blushed slightly. After all, it wasn't his fault.He scratched his head and said with a smile, "As long as the master likes it."

Old Mr. Bian saw that he was not arrogant, but he was even more satisfied. He laughed and said: "You, you, you are really just like the old grandson said, you are a sincere child, and you are lucky. The friends around you look very happy. good."

By the way, this is a compliment that the young master has been promoted. It seems that because of the tiger bone wine, the old man has a good impression of him.

Young Master Jin smiled slightly, and suddenly asked: "Old Bian likes to play Go?"

It turned out that there was a set of Go on the other side of the window, but it didn't look like it was often used.

Mr. Bian became interested when he heard it, and asked with a smile: "I will come down if I have time, maybe the kids will too."

It’s not that he said that there are still a few children who can play chess. As for Go, it’s good to know one, two, three, four, five. Don’t expect them to sit down for hours.

Young Master Jin nodded, and said without humility: "I have learned a little bit."

Mr. Bian saw him like this, and quickly said: "That's just right, come and talk with me about a game. Alas, there are too few people who can play Go, and some of them are still bad. I haven't played Go for a long time."

Xiang Ange rubbed his nose next to him, feeling that he was lying on the ground for no reason. He didn't know how to go or something, but soon, Xiang Ange found something for himself to do, and made two cups of tea Bring it to them, and stand next to a fight on the chess field.

Old Mr. Bian played casually at the beginning, after all, Gong Zijin seemed to be just a boy in his early twenties, he could have some Go skills, but he still liked this kid, and he had no opponent for a long time, so he planned to have a good time.

Unexpectedly, after a few moves, Mr. Bian became serious. The opponent's chess strength is very strong, definitely not comparable to ordinary people, even comparable to him.

Of course, old Mr. Bian would not know that if Gongzi Jin showed his true skills, he would definitely beat him to pieces in a short time. But who told this old gentleman to be Xiang Ange's master, he couldn't lose face at all. Yes, if the loss is too ugly and the old man becomes angry from embarrassment, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss.

Therefore, in Mr. Bian's view, they were equal opponents at chess, and the game was hearty. Although he still lost in the end, he only lost three pieces. Never again.

After playing a game, Mr. Bian looked at Gongzi Jin with a loving gaze, as if looking at his own grandson, wishing he could play a few more games with him.

Xiang Ange couldn't stand it any longer. He didn't know much about Go. After watching it for nearly three hours, the two finally came to an agreement. Seeing that they had finally decided the winner, he hurriedly said, "Master, son!" Jin, it's been so long, let's take a rest."

Young Master Jin didn't care, but old Mr. Bian quit, pointing at An Ge and cursing: "Stinky boy, you can't learn a little bit."

Xiang Ange looked at his master innocently, and then gave Young Master Jin a sad look. It was just a game of chess, and he changed from a good apprentice to a brat. If he came a few more times, the position of the closed disciple would not Will also give this one.

Of course, even if Old Mr. Bian is willing, Young Master Jin is still not happy. He put down the chess pieces slowly, and said with a smile: "Old Bian, let's stop here today. It just so happens that I bought a house nearby, so we will be neighbors in the future." , it is not easy to play chess, if you are always interested, I will definitely be there for you."

Old Mr. Bian was happy when he heard this, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, who is this young master Jin? He also knows some of the famous second generations in Kyoto, but there is really no one with the surname Gong.But it is not easy for an outsider to buy a house near here. Everyone knows that it is not easy to buy here with money.

Mr. Bian is an old man, so he didn't ask about it, he just smiled and said, "Okay, okay, that's what you said, don't get impatient then."

Young Master Jin said with a smile: "Of course not. It just happened that Ange brought his younger brother over. The children are lively and will inevitably make noise. Why don't they let them live with me so as not to disturb Mr. Bian."

Old Mr. Bian was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Young Master Jin, but Young Master Jin said very sincerely: "I am alone, and only Ange is a good friend. Please agree to the old man. There is another one, if Mr. Bian has any It is also convenient for Ange to send a message."

Come on, he has said all the good and bad things. Mr. Bian didn't care about these trivial details at first. If he really wanted someone to take care of him, those few little apprentices would be enough. But seeing Gongzi Jin's appearance, he couldn't help squinting his eyes , suddenly said: "You brought the precious tiger bone wine here, you can't just exchange it for my apprentice."

Xiang Ange listened to him, and felt that this was a bit wrong, but Young Master Jin had already said with a smile: "Ange wants to follow the old man with all his heart, without him, my side will be in chaos, so Also ask the old man to complete it."

Seeing him, Mr. Bian didn't excuse him, he laughed, and suddenly said: "It's okay, but you have to play another game with me."

Young Master Jin naturally did not disagree, and Xiang Ange was slightly relieved when he looked at the side. He looked up at Young Master Jin, and felt that this guy was too good at pretending today.