[Comprehensive Mythology] The Daoist Dismantles the Official Match

"Why?" Xu Xian was a little confused.

"There's no reason, just say you agree or not." Seeing this low couch, Song Youchu held his breath, how could his lover sleep in this place.

"Stop making trouble, you are still young, and it is time to grow your body, so it is better to sleep by yourself." Xu Xian didn't take Song Youchu's attitude to heart at all, patted Song Youchu's head with a light smile, and walked straight past.

"..." Being so perfunctory, Song Youchu became even more angry. He sat down on the low couch as if venting, and beat him angrily.Glaring at the direction where Xu Xian was going, he thought angrily, I don't believe I can't handle you.

When Xu Xian came back, he glanced at him inadvertently, his expression froze for a moment, and then he shook his head helplessly.This little cousin is really headstrong.

Song Youchu smiled smugly, he had already carried the quilt to the bed, and was wetting the couch, so he couldn't go to sleep tonight.

"Hurry up and take a bath." Xu Xian greeted Song Youchu, "Don't be so naughty in the future."

"Who told you not to listen to me?" Song Youchu snorted coldly, and began to take off his clothes on his own initiative.

"Wet my bed, are you still reasonable?" Xu Xian reprimanded falsely.

"I can't help it. Is it because you don't agree to me." Song Youchu rolled his eyes, "Besides, can you do it?"

With just a few boards laid together, it was worse than the worst orphanage he had ever lived in.

Song Youchu's sudden mischief made Xu Xian couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "Okay, hurry up and wash."

"Then you agreed to sleep with me?" Song Youchu leaned over and looked at Xu Xian seeking approval.

Xu Xian pinched his nose fondly, and said with a smile: "You have blocked my escape route, if you don't sleep together, where else can I go?"

"Okay, then we'll sleep together after I finish washing." Song Youchu's eyes were full of a smile after his wish was fulfilled, he took a stool from the table, stood on it and collapsed into the tub, being warmed Wrapped in the water temperature, he sighed comfortably.

The tub was still the same tub, the water temperature was still the same as yesterday, and the warm temperature surrounded him gently, making Song Youchu in a trance, not knowing what was going on.

The gears of time keep moving forward, and the past time will never come back.In the blink of an eye, Song Youchu has grown from a short stature to a young man of Zhilan Yushu.

The cooperation with Boss Chen is still ongoing, but after so many years, Song Youchu has also built his own world in Qiantang, with his own restaurant, tea house, rouge shop, etc., and his monthly income is enough for him to live leisurely and comfortably.

Occasionally go to catch little ghosts and catch little demons, although it is not yet determined whether they can lead the red lines for the two protagonists respectively.But Chunyang swordsmanship is practiced very proficiently, what is lacking is only the upgrade of mind.

Now that life is better, Xu Jiaorong doesn't have to delay her marriage because of Xu Xian anymore, she got married early, but the plot is stubborn, even if she got married several years earlier, Xu Jiaorong still married the yamen catcher Li Gongpu, This undoubtedly sounded the alarm for Song Youchu.

Another thing that makes Song Youchu feel dignified is that Xu Xian, who was reincarnated by Yuanjun, became a doctor according to the context of the story. On the right track.

But Song Youchu just didn't believe it. If he believed in this divine arrangement, he might not have survived when he was bullied in the orphanage.

When he was free, Yuan Jun also liked to play with some Ganoderma lucidum, Lingzhi grass, fairy flowers and medicines, so let's take it as one of his little hobbies.

"Sister, where did cousin go?" Song Youchu was very happy today. Ever since he knew that Xu Xian was determined to study medicine, he wanted to give him a medical clinic when he graduated from school, and now it was just in time.

"He's playing with those flowers and plants in the backyard." Xu Jiaorong raised her head and looked at the handsome young man in front of her. It was just a child's nonsense that day, but who knew it would become true. My family really relied on him. keep.

"Sister, didn't I tell you to stop doing these things, and go to your sisters for tea and chat when you have time. Sister worked too hard for us before, so you should enjoy it now." Seeing that Xu Jiaorong was giving others Song Youchu was very helpless in doing embroidery, Xu Jiaorong was easy to talk about in other things, but she was very stubborn in this point.

In her words, even if life is better now, we can't forget the hard times in the past. These sewing jobs once supported their family, so we can't let it go to waste.

Song Youchu saw that he couldn't say it, so he gave up, and just told him that it's good to be a hobby, and not to work as hard as before. Xu Jiaorong naturally agreed, but in a blink of an eye, he left it behind.

Sure enough, Xu Jiaorong glanced at Song Youchu, and said earnestly, "Youchu, sister knows that you are doing it for her own sake, but embroidery is such a delicate job, if you don't practice it in a day, you can learn it by hand. Besides, sister is not okay. Well, it is also good to take on some embroidery work to supplement the family. My sister knows that she is promising, but we can’t just sit back and relax. It’s not that my sister is frustrated. No one can say anything about business. I have read some books, but I also know that there is a saying called planning for a rainy day, how can you only think about the present, but not the future, and ignore the beginning and the end."

"Sister, I'm going to find my cousin first." Song Youchu couldn't bear the headache, he said something casually, and ran away.

When I first woke up, I felt that Sister Xu was gentle and considerate. Later, after getting to know her better, I found that the way she taught Xu Xian was like a tigress on the upper body.

Seeing Song Youchu who ran away, Xu Jiaorong shook her head helplessly, she is such a big man, and still controls such a big family business, and she is as frizzy as a child.

She lowered her head and looked at the embroidery frame. She seldom takes on work now. When she has time, she will make two clothes for her family. Seeing her family wearing the clothes she embroidered makes her feel at ease.

Song Youchu gathered all his energy and ran to the backyard in one breath before stopping.He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, gasped slightly, and waved to Xu Xian who was watering the flowers and plants in the garden.

Looking at Xu Xian's tall and straight figure who was busy in the courtyard, Song Youchu couldn't help being jealous, but at the same time feeling extremely proud.

His current height is at least 1.8 meters, and his weight is also the weight of a normal man. Compared with others, he is already tall and strong.

In the past, he couldn't compare to Yuan Jun, and he could comfort himself that it was because he couldn't eat well and sleep well when he was a child, which affected his growth and development, but now he really can't lie to himself.

Xu Xian's current height, according to his visual estimation, is about 1.9 meters at most, which is not much taller than him. What really makes people feel tall is the temperament of the whole body.

From top to bottom, he doesn't look like a talented scholar full of knowledge, let alone a weak scholar, but more like an undefeated Confucian general with both civil and military skills and unparalleled wisdom.That awe-inspiring aura, no matter how gentle and refined, no one would ignore it.

But jealousy is jealousy. Song Youchu is quite satisfied with Xu Xian like this. This is not the frail scholar Xu Xian who belonged to Bai Suzhen in the legend, but his own. My own Yuanjun.

The current Xu Xian is closer to Yuan Jun in the peaceful period.

"Youchu, what do you want me to do?" Xu Xian put down the kettle and walked over suspiciously.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." Song Youchu smiled again, pulled Xu Xian around and left.So what if it's not as good, it's all yours anyway, and no one else can take it away.

"Where are we going?" Seeing that his hand was being held, Xu Xian didn't struggle. In the past few years, he was sometimes so mysterious that he couldn't figure it out, but he knew one thing, that is Every time this happens, it's about myself.Following Song Youchu out of the side door, Xu Xian looked around. The place was not unfamiliar, but it was not familiar either.

"Don't worry, you'll know when we get there." Song Youchu continued to tell the truth. Xu Xian's current medical skills are different from the legendary half-baked doctor. He is a real medical master. It's more than enough to be a doctor in a pharmacy, it's overqualified, but he still wants to give him such a gift.

Seeing that Song Youchu was full of interest, Xu Xian didn't ask any more questions. Now he had guessed that what Song Youchu was going to do was definitely not a trivial matter.

Through the bustling crowds, across the winding streets, and finally stopped at an intersection.

"What did you bring me here for?" Standing in front of a drug store now, Xu Xian really didn't know what Song Youchu wanted to do this time.

"Look at what this is?" Song Youchu pointed to the excess on the top of his head.

"He An Tang." Xu Xian looked up.

Song Youchu asked, "Then do you like it?"

"What do you like or not about this? Isn't it someone else's house—" the voice stopped abruptly, looking at Song Youchu's hopeful eyes, Xu Xian was suddenly blessed, and nervously guessed: "You mean, where is this pharmacy?"

"That's right, it's for you." Looking at Xu Xian, Song Youchu said slowly in a soft voice: "I also took the name of He'antang. He means He He Mei Mei, and An means peace and safety. He An Tang is a metaphor happiness, peace and health. This is what I want to give to us, to our family, and to everyone. I don’t know, do you like it or not?”

The gentle and warm voice brushed past his ears, Xu Xian felt something stuck in his throat as if stuck in his throat, his heart was hot, a warm current slowly flowed out, flowing to the limbs and bones, as if the place where it passed was melting like ice and snow , the earth rejuvenated, a light and elegant smile floated on his cheeks, he whispered: "I like it, of course I like it."

As long as it is from you, I like it.

Knowing that this was a gift from Youchu to himself, when he looked at He Antang again, there was a lot of things in his eyes.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I found that the plaque was carved from a whole piece of agarwood, and the three characters "He'antang" written in Wang Xizhi's script were full of spirit.

As soon as you enter the door, on the right side is the place where the doctor sits and sees the doctor, and the place is carefully placed in a shelter from the wind. The medicine pillow, medicine, paper, pen and ink on the table are all available.A little to the left, there are rows of neat medicine cabinets, with red paper and black letters on the doors of the cabinets, and there is also a row of medicine cabinets on the far left. The boy in the medicine cabinet is a table half a person tall. The child grabs the medicine inside, and the patients can stand outside the medicine table and wait to get the medicine.

In the middle of the two rows of medicine cabinets is a looming staircase.Xu Xian knew that through this staircase, he could go to the attic on the second floor.

"You Chu, thank you." Thousands of words are beyond words, only the word "thank you" can slightly express the feelings in his heart.

I was in trouble when I was young, and I lost my mother and father when I was young.Even though he is the youngest, he shoulders the burden of family life on his immature shoulders.Thinking that I have accomplished nothing, I feel ashamed.

"You don't have to be polite to me. We are a family, and we should help each other. If you say thank you again, I will take it back." Song Youchu joked that the reincarnated Xu Xian was actually the same as Yuan Jun. Still something different.If it was Yuan Jun, he would definitely not be polite to him at such a time, and he might even make an inch of it.

Moreover, he was happy to give the gift to celebrate Xu Xian's official graduation, so naturally he couldn't make the other party feel guilty.

Hearing Song Youchu said that he wanted to take it back, even though he knew it was a fake, Xu Xian quickly stopped him and said, "That's not okay, you gave it to me, how can you take it back."

"That's right, don't say thank you to me in the future." Song Youchu was satisfied, with a bright smile floating on his face, he walked into the pharmacy and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

"Okay." Xu Xian nodded with a smile.

"Boss, you are here." As soon as he entered the door, a guy came to meet him.

This guy was called Zhao Chong, a drug boy whom Song Youchu had found temporarily. He was in the attic just now, so Xu Xian didn't see him.

Zhao Chong came down from the attic, thinking that the medicine cabinet downstairs was still a little untidy, and didn't want to see his boss leading Dr. Xu in just as he went down the stairs.

Seeing Zhao Chong who suddenly appeared, Xu Xian asked, "You Chu, who is this?"

Zhao Chong took the initiative to answer: "Doctor Xu, the youngest is named Zhao Chong, and he is a drug boy here. From now on, you can order me to do things like collecting and arranging medicinal materials."

He had heard about this Dr. Xu's reputation long ago, but he had never seen it before. He never thought that he would be so young.He was able to call out the other party as soon as he opened his mouth, and his boss had told him in advance, otherwise they would have blind eyes and bump into the nobleman.

"Zhao Chong, go get busy first, don't worry about us." Song Youchu waved his hand, this Zhao Chong is smart.

"I understand." Zhao Chong said respectfully, then walked to the medicine table, checked the medicine cabinets one by one, and followed the order on the list to see if the medicines inside were sufficient, and added more if they were not enough.

The shapes of traditional Chinese medicine are different, and there are not a few of them that grow in strange shapes, but most of them are plant stems and leaves. After drying, as long as they are kept properly, in the pharmacy, they only need to be placed in the medicine cabinet. Make special saves.

However, some medicinal materials are very delicate and cannot be exposed to the wind or contact with the air. They must be sealed in airtight clay pots to ensure that the medicinal effects will not be lost.Some are even so expensive that the size, quality, and thickness of clay pots can affect the efficacy of the medicine, which makes it even more difficult to preserve the medicine.

This kind of medicinal materials should always be careful and checked frequently. Once the medicinal effect is lost or deteriorated, it must be replaced immediately.Therefore, the price of this kind of medicinal materials, no matter they are precious or common, has remained high.

Seeing Zhao Chong's skillful movements, Xu Xian nodded silently. It's really good to have a good eye for the first-time picker.

"Come and try this stool and see if there is anything that needs to be changed." The stool Song Youchu prepared was a large carved chair, even though it was padded with thick animal fur, but considering the profession of a doctor, a chair that can be used all day As often happens, it's better to be more comfortable.

"I think it's good at the beginning, so it's naturally very good." Xu Xian smiled slightly, no matter what time it was, as long as it was something you gave me, it was very suitable for me.

"It's better to come and have a try." Song Youchu was still worried, this chair was not used for a day or two, of course it should not be sloppy.

"Alright, I'll give it a try." Seeing Song Youchu's insistence, Xu Xian didn't refuse anymore, it was just a try.

Xu Xian came over and was about to sit down when he heard a loud "bang".

Subconsciously looking up, he saw the door was wide open, and two men in messy clothes were lying on the ground.One of them was twitching non-stop, whimpering in pain from time to time.The other person had disheveled hair and knelt beside him, his voice was anxious and panicked, he looked at Song Youchu and Xu Xian with tears streaming down his face, and said, "Doctor, who is the doctor here? Please, doctor, help my brother."