Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 249: It's not a big deal, you just have a problem with your brain (3K)

"This ginseng is produced in Changbai Mountain. One ginseng is more expensive than a chicken."

Zhu Lin, who had known this for a long time, took over the conversation and spoke to his father.

"Ah? Such expensive ginseng is used to stew chicken?" Professor Zhu didn't expect Fangyan to be so generous in making medicinal food, and he couldn't believe it.

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Well, if it's a normal day, there's no need for such good ginseng. As long as the chicken is well prepared and stewed for a while, the aroma will be sufficient. But I bought it to replenish my family's vitality because I saw that my family members use their brains a lot."

"Especially Fang Chen. He has been writing a lot lately and has been using his brain a lot. He probably doesn't sleep well, so I used authentic ginseng to make the medicinal food."

"Medicinal food is only considered medicinal food if it has medicinal effects. If it doesn't have medicinal effects, it's just a pot of chicken soup. I might as well buy an ordinary chicken with more meat."

Professor Zhu nodded and said:
"Well, that makes sense."

After that, he looked around and asked:
"By the way, there should be chicken offal, right? That's a good thing."

Fangyan opened the chicken offal and chicken blood that he had used a lid to keep out flies:

"Keep it. Keep all the chicken offal and chicken blood. I'll stir-fry some chicken offal and make some chicken blood tofu later."

After seeing these things, the father-in-law nodded with satisfaction:
"Haha, okay, I told you, this won't be a problem for you."

Then he asked:
"Can I help you with anything?"

Fangyan was waiting for him to ask questions, and said hurriedly:

"Yes, the following dishes will require a lot of garlic. Can you help me peel a few garlic cloves and chop them into garlic rice and garlic paste? I also need to help chop some chili peppers. I'm sorry to bother you with that."

The father-in-law readily agreed:
"Okay, as long as it's not about controlling the fire, I'm pretty good at kitchen stuff."

Next, the three of them started working in the kitchen.

After a while, my mother-in-law came to the kitchen and prepared food for the puppy.

If my mother-in-law is second to me, who cares the most about the dog at home, no one dares to say she is first.

A true dog lover.

After asking around, Fangyan found out that his mother-in-law's family also had dogs when she was a child, and those dogs accompanied her throughout her childhood and adolescence.

Therefore, she is most concerned about raising dogs and has the most experience.

However, although my mother-in-law loves these puppies the most, these two little ones like Fangyan the most. As soon as they see Fangyan, they immediately show more enthusiasm than towards other people.

Even my mother-in-law, who had a dog, didn't know what was going on.

Fangyan had no choice but to attribute it to the smell of Chinese medicine on his body.

After all, I am the only Chinese medicine practitioner in my family.

You can't really know who their owners are, right?
Fangyan has not yet had a clear understanding of the puppy's IQ.

I am currently in the main hall, holding my now legal little daughter in my arms and loving her dearly.

Dad went to see Fangyan's motorcycle again.

It is said that the glass was just a temporary solution and was not safe enough. He planned to replace it with a safer one later.

Fangyan didn't know what kind of glass his father wanted to replace it with.

PVB laminated glass was invented in 1935 and seems to have been used in later generations. I don’t know much about it in Fangyan, and I only learned about it when I was driving in my previous life.

But my dad likes to tinker around, so I let him do it.

Men have to struggle, otherwise what's the point of life?

After finishing the last dish of stir-fried chicken offal with sour cowpea and pickled peppers, the last dish of the day is ready.

After asking everyone to wash their hands and eat, Fang Yan came to the study and gently opened the door.

At this moment, the fourth brother was rubbing his temples and looked a little tired.

Seeing that he had not written anything, Fangyan walked into the room and said to him:
"Old Four, don't sit there, let's go out and eat!"

"Brother, I feel like I'm sick." Fang Chen put down his hands and said to Fang Yan.

Hearing what he said, Fang Yan took a stool and sat next to him, and said to him:
"Really? Stretch out your hand, I'll show you."

Fang Chen obediently stretched out his hand and let Fang Yan feel his pulse.

The pulse appears stringy, thin and stagnant.

The pulse is as tight as a guitar string, but weak, and it doesn't feel smooth when beating, with a sense of blockage.

This kind of pulse condition is caused by excessive thinking, which leads to stagnation of Qi and blood and depressed mood.

A normal pulse when one is calm should be gentle, strong, and have an even rhythm.

The pulse can also reflect a person's mood. No matter how calm a person's expression appears, as long as his mood fluctuates, it will be reflected in his pulse.

When you are angry, your pulse will be "fast, strong and rapid", and you will feel a rush of impulse rising up when you touch it in your hand.

Worry manifests itself as “heavy, astringent, and subtle”.

Sadness is characterized by being “heavy, subtle and short”.

When afraid, they appear heavy and weak.

When you are frightened, you will feel "moving and unstable", with an erratic pulse and a feeling of wavering.

"I haven't been able to sleep at night for several days. Once I fall asleep, my mind is full of the plot of the novel I wrote. I wake up in less than an hour." Fang Chen's symptoms have lasted for several days. Finally, he couldn't hold it in anymore and told his third brother.

In fact, he wanted to say it a few days ago, but he always felt that he had nothing to do and just needed a day off. Besides, writing novels was what he wanted to work towards, and if he said it out loud, he was afraid that his family would ask him to stop writing.

As a result, the situation became more and more serious.

Seeing that the third brother's expression did not change, Fang Chen asked:
"Brother, is there something wrong with my brain?"

"Yeah." Fangyan nodded.

Fang Chen was stunned. He was just talking casually. Was there really something wrong with his brain?

Fang Yan looked at his face, and asked him to stick out his tongue, and then said:
"You've been thinking too much lately and you're a little upset."

"What should we do then?" Fang Chen asked.

Fangyan thought about it and decided that this was actually not a big problem. The simplest thing to do was to ask him to stop writing.

Of course, I definitely can't do this. The end is just a few days away. If I ask him to stop writing now, it would be more painful than killing him.

Even Fangyan himself cannot allow this to happen. Today's medicinal food is also part of the solution to the problem.

Fang Yan said to him:
"It's not a big deal. Let's eat first. I'll make you some ginseng chicken soup to nourish you. After you finish eating, I'll give you two injections. Also, don't write before you go to bed at night, otherwise you will definitely have dreams when you fall asleep."

Fang Chen stood up and said:
"But I always feel like I have a lot of inspiration at night, and I'd be missing out if I didn't write."

The dialect said:

"Then just give a rough outline of your inspiration, organize it, and then write it all out in one go tomorrow during the day."

Hearing the third brother's suggestion, Fang Chen was startled and clapped his hands in praise:

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

Fangyan shook his head, saying that what he said was not a good idea either. In fact, it was just a common outline used by online novelists in later generations.

After all, there are update tasks every day, but inspiration is not always available.

So whenever I have an inspiration, I will write it down first, and then make a detailed outline, so that I can output it every day even when I don’t have any inspiration.

For this reason, a big shot once said, "J girls don't need to rely on reputation to receive customers, just like writers shouldn't rely on inspiration to write."

After hearing Fangyan's method, Fang Chen seemed to have found a good solution. His previous depressed mood was swept away. Although he was still physically and mentally exhausted, he felt much better mentally.

Sure enough, I should talk more with my third brother.

I saw the two brothers Fang Yan and Fang Chen walking out of the study.

Father Fang Zhenhua stood up, cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"Now that everyone is here, I'll make a formal announcement before we eat."

After saying this, he gestured to He Huiru who was holding the child. After she stood up, Fang Zhenhua said:
"Today our family has a new member. Her name is Fang Xia. She will be our youngest sister from now on."

"From now on, she is an official member of our family!"

"Pa pa pa..." Zhu Lin, Zhu Guangnan and Fu Zhaojun all started clapping.

Seeing this, Fang Yan and Fang Chen also started clapping to welcome the new member of the family.

The little girl was woken up by the noise and started crying loudly. I hurried to get the bottle soaked in warm water to feed her.

When she bit the bottle, the little girl finally stopped crying.

Dad scratched his head in embarrassment. This little girl is a bit disrespectful to him.

"Okay, let's eat!" Fangyan greeted everyone.

After everyone sat down, Zhu Lin first made a bowl of black chicken soup for everyone.

Fangyan picked up the chicken soup and said to everyone with a smile:

"The chicken soup stewed with authentic Changbai Mountain ginseng nourishes the five internal organs, improves eyesight, makes people happy and improves the mind. Long-term consumption will make the body lighter and prolong life. I wish you all eat well, drink well, and live forever."

The whole family was amused by his final immortality.

But they drank them all anyway.

"It tastes good!" The father-in-law smacked his lips and was the first to comment.

Others nodded.

Fangyan said to the younger brother:

"Drink more."

Fang Chen knew that his elder brother made it specially for him, and he nodded repeatedly when he heard it.

He took the initiative to drink another bowl.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I feel like my energy and spirit have recovered a little.

The dishes tonight are still very rich. Because the tickets will expire at the end of the month, we have eaten very rich meals in the past few days.

Everyone was very happy. The food was better than during Chinese New Year and we really satisfied our appetite.

However, Fangyan still reminds everyone not to eat too much. Even if there are leftovers, they can be eaten in the next meal as they are in the refrigerator.

Everyone was relatively restrained in eating.

Of course, Professor Zhu should be an exception, he just ate with his arms around his chest.

He nodded repeatedly while eating every dish.

Just as everyone was eating, the puppy in the yard suddenly started barking.

Then they hurried towards the front yard.

"It sounds like someone is knocking on the door." The mother-in-law, who is familiar with the habits of puppies, said in dialect.

Fangyan listened carefully and indeed heard someone knocking on the door outside.

So he put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, Zhu Lin also put down his chopsticks and followed Fang Yan out.

They have lived there for many days and no one has visited them. They wonder who is knocking on the door at this moment.

When I arrived at the door, two puppies were standing in front of the screen wall, barking at the door in their baby voices.

When they saw Fangyan coming, they started circling around his feet, as if protecting him.

Fangyan walked to the door and opened it.

Then I saw a bamboo basket full of vegetables placed on the doorstep.

There are September seasonal vegetables in it, including pumpkin, winter melon, eggplant, spinach, and mustard greens. They look like they have just been picked, because Fangyan saw juice still oozing out of the joints of the winter melon and pumpkin.

But there was no one else outside the door.

Fangyan walked out the door and looked around to make sure there was no one around.

Zhu Lin also came out and squatted in front of the vegetable basket to check it, but did not see any message inside.

"Who sent this?" Zhu Lin looked around.

PS: 6000 words updated, there will be more later
(End of this chapter)