Divine Tang Era

"I'm finally alive."

After eating ten large steamed buns, Xu Dan felt that his dizziness had subsided, his vision had cleared, and he felt much better.

In front of him, Mengdu was eating a large steamed bun in one hand, munching away. His father, Mengshan, was busy steaming buns at the stove, while his mother was moving around the shop with buns and meat soup, constantly delivering things back and forth.

His father had barbarian blood, which is why he was tall and strong.

My mother was a unique and distinctive person, because no one in her family was that tall.

After taking a break, Xu Dan asked Meng Du, "Where did you get all that milk? Was it a lot?"

"There's so much goat milk from Old Yang's family that we can't finish it all, so we often give it away to others."

"Take me to see it later."

"it is good."

Previously, when Mengdu saw a young black bear, he specially brought it milk to drink, and Xu Dan didn't say anything. Kids like dogs to feed them, so he didn't feel obligated to do them a favor. But yesterday, he suddenly remembered that his own body is still like a child's and needs nutrition to prevent stunted growth, so he decided to buy some milk to drink.

I can't trouble Mengdu with this, since it's something I want to drink myself, and I feel bad asking him to deliver it every day.

Sometimes, things that can be solved with money aren't really problems at all; what's worrisome is the debt of gratitude owed to others.

Some people don't care much about favors; it's just a matter of giving and receiving, which is what makes a good relationship. But others dislike this kind of back-and-forth, not because they're afraid of not being able to repay the favor, but because they find it annoying. Furthermore, owing someone something always makes them feel uncomfortable, and honest people might even feel inferior.

The milk that Montu gave to the black bears came from a sheep-raising family.

This family specializes in raising sheep, and they have an enormous number of them. Many of their ewes are giving birth and producing milk, yielding a huge amount every day. The family can't possibly drink all that milk, and it would be a waste to throw it away, so they give it to their neighbors.

As for making dairy products, they don't seem to be good at it.

Xu Dan visited a sheep farmer and told them he wanted sheep milk, asking them to deliver it to the inn twice a day, morning and evening.

To prevent the sheep farmer from worrying about giving it away for free, they also gave him a small deposit.

The sheep farmers happily accepted the deposit, as it was the first time they had ever seen anyone buy milk; ordinary families in the neighborhood had never bought this before.

After leaving the sheep farmer's house, Xu Dan asked Meng Du if he was alright. Meng Du said he was fine and told him to go with him to find the broker.

A broker is an intermediary, much like a matchmaker in a job placement agency. However, brokers offer a wider range of services, not only introducing jobs but also helping with buying and selling, marriage, and other related matters.

Xu Dan asked Meng Du to accompany him mainly because he was unfamiliar with the area, and Meng Du was also very tall, almost like an adult.

My body is like a child's; carrying him around prevents others from looking down on me.

Xu Dan was looking for a cleaning service mainly because he wanted someone who could do laundry, cook, and clean. He was still young, only as tall as the stove, and cooking every day wasn't feasible. Besides, the inn was so big that he couldn't possibly clean it himself.

Now that he has money, he's happy to hire people to handle these miscellaneous tasks.

Going to the dentist doesn't mean you can find someone right away. After you tell him, he still has to find a suitable person for Xu Dan to look at.

The deal was only complete once he was satisfied.

Leaving the brokerage, Xu Dan passed a blacksmith's shop and bought a short knife as a gift for Meng Du. He'd been delivering milk every day lately, and had accompanied him on his travels today; it wouldn't be right not to give him a small gift. After buying the knife, he followed Meng Du back to the shop, where they packed ten large steamed buns for lunch before heading back.

Of course, he didn't forget to buy blood-tonifying medicine.

After being drained of so much blood by the Soul-Devouring Yin-Yang Hammer, how can I not replenish it?

Upon entering the pharmacy, Xu Dan saw a clerk dozing off at the medicine cabinet. He approached and tapped on the counter. The clerk woke up, saw him, and politely asked, "Young man, are you here for a medical appointment or to buy something?"

"I've been a bit anemic lately, could you get me some iron supplements?"

He Yuange, who was in the consultation room inside, overheard their conversation. He came out to see what was going on and found that it was a child. Out of caution, he beckoned to him, "Young master, come here and let me take a look."

Xu Dan, indifferent to the situation, walked over.

He Yuange took his pulse and said, "Young master, you are physically strong and have no blood deficiency. Why do you need to drink blood-tonifying medicine?"

"How could there not be? I clearly lost almost a basin of blood." Xu Dan expressed his disbelief.

Not only did he not believe it, but He Yuange and the pharmacy clerk also didn't believe it, only they didn't believe it for the same reason.

"Young master, you are indeed not anemic. My diagnosis is absolutely correct. If you don't believe me, you may wish to have someone else examine you," He Yuange said decisively, seemingly very confident in his medical skills.

"Really?" Xu Dan still didn't believe it.

"Indeed," He Yuange said without hesitation.

Xu Dan walked out of the pharmacy with some skepticism. Of course, he didn't completely believe He Yuange's words; after all, it was a fact that he had lost a lot of blood, how could he be completely fine? To avoid being misdiagnosed, he went to "Huichuntang," the largest medical clinic in Jingning County.

Many people seek medical treatment at Huichuntang, but the clinics are well-organized, with departments such as pediatrics, traumatology, and internal medicine, and are arranged in an orderly manner without any disorder.

As Xu Dan entered the hall, someone immediately came forward to inquire, "Young master, are you unwell?"

"No, I'm here to buy some blood-tonifying medicine?"

"Who is the young master buying this for?"

"I want to drink it. I feel a bit anemic and need to replenish my blood."

Upon hearing this, the clinic clerk's expression turned strange, because looking at Xu Dan's complexion, he didn't seem to be anemic at all. The person next to him who overheard the conversation had the same expression; they had never heard of anemic people looking like him, with a rosy complexion and a body as strong as a small tiger.

"How about we have one of the doctors in the clinic take your pulse, young master?" the clinic's clerk suggested.

"Alright." Xu Dan nodded and followed him to the consultation room.

Inside, the clinic clerk quietly recounted Xu Dan's situation to the doctor. The doctor glanced at him, then asked him to extend his hand so he could take his pulse. After taking it, the doctor asked, "Why do you feel like you're anemic?"

"I bled profusely this morning, and I feel dizzy and lightheaded. Am I not anemic?"

"But your pulse doesn't seem to indicate a lack of blood. Young man, you are healthier than anyone else and don't need any medicine."

"Then all that blood I shed this morning was for nothing," Xu Dan said, skeptical.

He didn't seem to be lying, but his pulse didn't look like he was anemic. The doctor thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to take medicine if you're anemic. Go back and buy some red dates. Eat a few when you have time, or make tea with them. Your blood will be replenished in a while."

He was worried that Xu Dan might get into trouble by taking medicine indiscriminately, so eating dates wouldn't cause so many problems.

"Do you have red dates in your store? I'd like to buy some to take home."

Both doctors said he was fine, so Xu Dan stopped insisting he was anemic. He decided to buy some food and see how things went; if everything was alright, it would prove he wasn't anemic at all.

"Yes, we have some top-quality golden thread jujubes in our shop. Although they are small, they are very sweet," the clinic clerk interjected.

"If you buy red dates, it's best to peel them to avoid upsetting your stomach," the doctor said.

"Young man, you can also buy our shop's homemade Immortal Jujube Pills. One pill is better than many small jujubes. You can also soak them in water to drink. It's perfect for people who don't want to peel the jujubes themselves," the clinic clerk added.

For some reason, Xu Dan felt that this guy looked a lot like a salesman who used to sell medicine in pharmacies.

"Alright, go to the counter if you want to buy something. Don't stay here; I have other patients outside." The doctor rudely shooed them away.

Xu Dan didn't say anything, just thanked him and followed the clinic clerk out. Reaching the counter, he said to the clerk, "Go get me some Immortal Jujube Pills to take a look at."

"Okay."

The clinic clerk ran behind the counter, retrieved a quaintly decorated wooden box, opened the lid, and inside were several jujube pills wrapped in wax. Xu Dan picked one up, broke the wax coating, popped it into his mouth, chewed it, and found it tasted quite good.

He moved so fast that the clinic staff didn't even have time to introduce it before he swallowed it.

With a worried look, he said, "Young master, you can't eat this stuff indiscriminately. At your age, you can only eat a quarter of it at a time. Once in the morning and once in the evening, and you can't eat too much, or you'll get sick."

"understood."

Xu Dan waved his hand dismissively, "Give me ten boxes, and weigh out two jin of top-quality goji berries."

Goji berries are good for replenishing blood and acting as a fuel booster. As GG aptly put it, "When you reach middle age, you have no choice but to soak goji berries in your thermos." They do have some benefits, but you can't soak too many, or they can cause internal heat.

"What does the young master need so many goji berries for?" the clinic clerk asked.

"I'll buy it and store it to make soup, so I don't have to come back to buy it again." Xu Dan lied to avoid being asked more questions.

Hearing this, the clinic clerk didn't ask any more questions. However, after bringing the medicine, he still worriedly cautioned, "Young master, if you're going to take these, don't take more than eight at a time, to avoid harming your health."

"clear."

Xu Dan didn't want to listen to his rambling anymore, so he quickly paid and left.

The clinic clerk saw him out, his brow furrowing as he watched his retreating figure. He only hoped the young man wouldn't eat anything indiscriminately, lest he fall ill and his family cause trouble. Although their clinic liked money, they had absolutely no desire for this kind of troublesome expense.