Peasant Girl Bookseller

Chapter 264 Take Another Risk
Early the next morning, when Mai Xiang was still asleep, Huai Ci came over. The maid wanted to wake her up, but Huai Ci waved her hand, picked up a manuscript copy of "Story of the Stone" from the kang table, and read it.

Huai Ci has always been puzzled why this book is so attractive to Mai Xiang. The last time I read the script of several dramas, Mai Xiang was depressed all day, so it was Huai Ci who brought her to the city to spend a lot of time. 1000 taels of silver bought a bunch of her favorite porcelain treasures in exchange for her bright smiling face, so he brought it up again last night and took her out for a walk.

While reading the book, Huai Ci thought about Zhi Yanzhai's comments. He was not familiar with the past of the Cao family, so naturally he didn't understand the metaphors hinted at by Zhi Yanzhai. He also regarded "The Story of the Stone" as a love story. Reading the story, I thought it was Bao Dai's love tragedy that affected Mai Xiang and made Mai Xiang feel at ease. Thinking of this, he felt very sorry for Mai Xiang.

When Mai Xiang opened her eyes, she saw Huai Ci sitting beside her, frowning slightly, holding a book in one hand, while the other hand reached into the bed, holding Mai Xiang's hand, so Mai Xiang moved, Huai Ci turned around.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

"When did you come?" Mai Xiang turned her head, but didn't see her maid.

"I sent them out to prepare breakfast and things for you to go out." Huai Ci said while taking the warm clothes from the kang and handing them to Mai Xiang, and then walked out.

Half an hour later, Huaici excitedly took Mai Xiang to the temple fair near Liulichang, because Huaici knew that Mai Xiang had no interest in clothes and jewelry, and there were often ancient books, calligraphy, paintings, vases and other antiques for sale in Liulichang. If you're lucky, you can pick up a leak.

Mai Xiang likes this kind of Taobao game the most, and she never tires of it.

The two walked around the temple fair for a long time, Huai Ci picked out a few ancient books and woodcut prints, the two turned to the porcelain area, Mai Xiang took a fancy to a blue and white jar with a big belly, the two squatted down, and were studying with the jar At the same time, two people squatted down next to them, and asked in blunt Chinese: "What dynasty is this from?"

Mai Xiang raised her head and glanced at the other party, and immediately recognized the British people she had seen in the china shop that day.

"Hello, I see you again, little girl." The other party obviously just followed, and was not surprised to see Mai Xiang.

"Hello, have you guys gone back yet?" Mai Xiang noticed that the other party spoke Chinese fluently.

"No, we are back again, we like here, we like Beijing, we like China."

Whether this china refers to China or porcelain, Mai Xiang is not known.

"Are you satisfied with the last shipment?"

"I'm very satisfied. I'm going to order some more from you. We want something like this, OK?" The other party pointed to the blue and white porcelain in Mai Xiang's hand. This pattern has more Chinese characteristics.

"OK." Mai Xiang knew that Yong En must have a solution.

Huai Ci had known for a long time that Mai Xiang had received a large order from a foreigner. He had seen Koreans and Liuli people in the Imperial College, but he had never met Westerners, so seeing Westerners speak such fluent Chinese, it was a surprise. A little surprised.

"I heard that your Western medical treatment is completely different from our Chinese medicine?" Huai Ci asked curiously.

"Of course, how can those grass roots and tree roots cure diseases?" The other party became interested when he mentioned this.

"Who said that? Our ancestors have used it for thousands of years. Our grass roots and tree roots can cure the root cause, while your western medicine can only treat the symptoms." Mai Xiang argued with the other party.

During the conversation, Mai Xiang knew that the foreigner’s name was Peter, and he was a medical student. He happened to meet an old missionary who came back from China. He heard the description of this ancient country, which used grass roots and bark to treat diseases. He felt very miraculous, and he saw the antique vases brought back by the missionaries, which made his heart beat instantly, and he made up his mind to cross the ocean and come to China.

His purpose of coming to China was to promote his western medicine, and at the same time he also wanted to learn Chinese medicine, but he didn't expect that people in this country are so conservative and stubborn, so he couldn't give full play to his strengths. One trip, so he and his companions started a porcelain business.

Unexpectedly, if the East is not bright and the West is bright, this Western medicine has not been introduced, which makes him unable to support his family, and this porcelain business has made him a lot of money, so he stayed in China for the time being.

"Then do you have any western medicine in your hand now?" Mai Xiang asked this question.

She knew that sometimes, when a patient's inflammation was severe, he could only use western medicine for quick results, not to mention anything else. When Cao Yin was seriously ill, Kangxi sent someone to deliver medicine to him overnight, but it was a pity that he still didn't catch up.

"There is only cinchona cream for malaria, nothing else, I heard that you have a lot of malaria here, and smallpox, by the way, I heard that you have found a way to treat smallpox, I am collecting information on this, if it is true , I want to bring this technology back.”

"Can you sell us some cinnamon cream?" Huai Ci asked, and Mai Xiang noticed that his hands were trembling slightly.

"OK, we will send you off and make friends, but we have a request. I want to buy some good things back home. You can pick out some antiques for us. Antiques, understand?"

"clear."

On this day, Huaici accompanied them around for a day for the other party's Jinji Nashuang, and also bought a bunch of pots and jars back home. Mai Xiang was very proud, because Huaici found a Junyao brush washer from the Song Dynasty, which was gorgeous. Eye-catching blue-purple, the fetus is as delicate as jade, and Mai Xiang can't put it down in her arms. Although it cost her 1000 taels of silver, she doesn't feel bad at all.

Peter was very trustworthy, and sent someone to deliver a large bottle of Cinchona Oral Solution the next day. Only then did Mai Xiang know that Huaici's biological mother had actually died of malaria. , Later, when it was discovered that it was malaria, he was imprisoned in a small courtyard, and no one cared about his life or death, even the little Huai Ci was not spared.

So when Huaici heard that there was a special medicine for treating malaria, he asked Peter to buy it, and he wanted to keep it by his side in case of emergency. He had already lost his mother, and he didn't want to lose the person he cared about.

Mai Xiang listened and hugged him. In fact, the ancient medical conditions are so backward, and there are indeed too many unknown variables in the future, so let's cherish the present.

After returning home from the capital city, Huai Ci accompanied Mai Xiang to spend a Lantern Festival in the countryside. After the Lantern Festival, she returned to the Imperial College, and Mai Xiang began to proofread the "Introduction to Mathematics" wholeheartedly. She recalled herself while proofreading. What have been learned in primary school mathematics, deleted and deleted, but also made a lot of changes.

It took Mai Xiang five days to proofread and annotate this "Introduction to Mathematics", and when she was about to send Bai Yang to Hong Rong, she saw Yong En send someone to pick up Mai Xiang. It turned out that Acton was ill. They invited each other to drink New Year's wine, and when they were happy, they had a few more glasses, and accidentally caught a cold. After taking medicine for a few days, they became more and more serious. Do not go in.

"Brother-in-law, are you looking for me for this matter? I'm not a doctor?" Mai Xiang really felt a little funny, the other party really regarded herself as the almighty savior.

"Sister, I wouldn't have come to you if it wasn't that there was nothing I could do. The imperial physicians have already been there, and there is nothing I can do. Let's prepare for the funeral. The emperor has sent someone to send a letter to uncle to see if he can come back and meet." Yong En He also came to Mai Xiang with the last ray of hope. Anyway, others have tried it to no avail, just like Uladomin back then.

"Ah? So fast? When I went to the scholar's mansion on the tenth day of the lunar new year, I saw that he was in good spirits." Mai Xiang was indeed a little regretful. On that day, Acton discussed with Huaici for a long time, and praised Huaici, "You can be a child." teach."

"By the way, brother-in-law, if you can't use Chinese medicine, you can find a Western doctor. Anyway, you can't do it." Mai Xiang thought of Peter.

After hearing this, Yong En wanted to give it a try, so he personally took Mai Xiang to Peter's residence, but Peter had already gone out, leaving only two housekeepers.

Mai Xiang talked so much that he even used English, the other party let Mai Xiang into the house. Mai Xiang only found a bunch of syringes and cinchona injection and oral liquid in his study.

Mai Xiang remembered that Peter said that this cinchona cream is only suitable for treating malaria, so this cold and cold should not be considered malaria, right?Moreover, when Lord Kangxi delivered medicine to Cao Yin, he repeatedly told him that if it was not for malaria, the medicine could not be used.

Now that Peter is not around, Mai Xiang doesn't dare to take the risk, if she sends the old man away, Mai Xiang will feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Mai Xiang had no choice but to turn around and leave when she suddenly saw the pile of syringes. Mai Xiang thought that when she had a persistent high fever, she had injections and infusions. What did she have to do?
Seeing Mai Xiang holding a glass tube in a daze, Yong En quickly pulled Mai Xiang and asked, "What is this?"

"This is called a syringe. When a patient takes medicine very slowly, use this to inject the medicine into the patient's muscle, and the medicine will heal faster."

"Isn't this good? Let's use this to infuse the decoction into the old man."

Mai Xiang shook her head and said, "It's useless. Ordinary decoctions don't work well. They need to be purified. They're quite pure."

Mai Xiang didn't know how to explain it to Yong En.

"Then refine it." Yong En said, his family has its own pharmacy.

"Purification?" Mai Xiang looked at Yong En, and suddenly remembered the Bupleurum injection she had given.

"Brother-in-law, go and order the pharmacy to purify some bupleurum essential oil. As for how to purify, it should be similar to purifying white wine and purifying rouge ointment. You should find someone to try it."

I don't know how to make Maixiang at all, but she knows that people here can use distillation to purify liquor and also use flower petals to purify liquid to make rouge, because she heard Uladomin mention it.

"Okay, I'll send someone to do it quickly, the sooner the better." Yongen also hoped to save the life of the old scholar, after all, Agui's foundation is not deep at this time, so he was reused by the emperor, and although he is a prince , but not in politics, just the Prime Minister's Office of the Interior.

(End of this chapter)