What kind of Journey to the West is this?

She is afraid of going in the wrong direction.

Yan Xia asked again, "Sir, didn't you say I still have an official seal? Doesn't that mean I have to take the test twice?"

"That's totally unnecessary!" The young man laughed. "The position the Exorcist's Court has appointed for you is the Eighth-Rank Wind and Spirit Officer of Mount Tai Prefecture. Your only responsibility is to investigate local customs and practices, and to apprehend demons and monsters when necessary. It's considered a casual official position, so no assessment is required."

"Of course, there is no salary either."

This is really a casual official, it seems like he does everything, but it also seems like he does nothing, and he doesn't even get paid...

After asking all these questions, the young man finally said, "Master Nanhua asked me to bring you a message before he left."

"Put the gourd seeds in a copper cauldron and boil them for seven hours, and they will sprout and grow."

After saying this, the young man turned and walked towards the wall.

"Hey, sir, be careful with your forehead."

Yan Xia blinked, but didn't see him hit the wall. Instead, he seemed to use the wall-walking technique, stepped out with two feet, and disappeared.

She couldn't help scratching her head.

The gods in novels and movies all fly high and far, so why are the gods she met appearing and leaving in such strange ways?

..............

Yanxia had been to heaven and hadn't recovered her spirit yet. When she saw the great master leaving, she yawned.

He immediately returned to his room and fell into a deep sleep.

During this time, Yu Qinghuai knocked on the door twice, but still did not dare to come in.

Xue Shier also knocked once, but when he saw Yan Xia didn't open the door, he angrily turned into a cat and climbed in through the window, then changed into human form and snuggled into Yan Xia's arms.

A dreamless night.

It was already past noon when Yanxia finally woke up. After washing up, she decided to first deal with the gourd seed issue so that she could refine the wooden sword as soon as possible.

To refine a wooden sword, one needs wood evil. To produce wood evil, one needs to let gourd seeds grow. Once the gourd seeds grow, they need to be placed in a cauldron and boiled with water and fire for seven hours.

It goes against common sense.

If you boil it in water, it will probably be cooked to pieces even in three hours, not to mention seven hours...

Yan Xia gave up complaining for the time being and decided to give it a try first. She had no other choice anyway.

But the problem was that she didn't have a bronze tripod at home.

"tripod......"

Bai Zhu said in embarrassment, "Miss, I'm afraid it's difficult to find one. According to etiquette, common people are not allowed to use cauldrons. Moreover, nowadays, most people cook on stoves, and rarely use cauldrons."

Yanxia was also puzzled, feeling that this gourd seed planting plan was a bit retro...

What era is this? Are you still smoking cigarettes?

She said depressedly: "Is it possible that there is not even a single tripod in the entire Cangzhou Prefecture?"

Bai Zhu suddenly thought of something and said, "Maybe we can go to the pharmacy to have a look. They often use medicine cauldrons to decoct medicine and make pills."

Reminded by Bai Zhu, Yan Xia remembered that there was indeed a small cauldron for decocting medicine in the Xiong family pharmacy.

Although it is not a proper tripod for eating, it is definitely a bronze tripod.

That was all right. She went to check on Snow Lion and wanted to call her to join them, but she found Snow Lion lying on the stone table in the yard, taking a nap in the sun.

——Sleeping soundly.

So the girl tiptoed away, went out, and went to Xiong's pharmacy.

I haven't been to the pharmacy these two days, and it's much busier now.

Of course, for ordinary people, a bustling pharmacy is generally not a good thing.

........

"Doctor, please take a look at my baby. What's wrong with him? His head is terribly hot, and he doesn't want to eat. He keeps saying he's full, and his face is turning pale and blue!"

The doctor sitting in the office was not Xiong, but a boy boiling medicine. The patient was a middle-aged man, dragging his son with him.

"How old?"

"Five, eight, ten years old! This is my zodiac year!"

"???"

The boy tried hard to suppress his urge to complain, but had no choice but to ask the child to stick out his tongue, look at the tongue coating, take the pulse, and think about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.

He had no choice but to find some dietary therapy that would not kill him. "You can try Angelica and Lamb Soup."

When the middle-aged man heard there was mutton, he was shocked and immediately said he didn't want to buy it and turned to leave.

The boy was not very good, and the man over there knew nothing about his own child, so the dumb man asked the blind man for directions - the more he asked, the more confused he became.

Yan Xia happened to hear this and asked indirectly, "Are you coughing?"

The child muttered, "My throat is itchy."

Yan Xia glanced at the child, who still had a runny nose and couldn't stop sniffing.

Yan Xia asked to see the tongue coating again, took a closer look, and reminded: "The tongue coating is thin and white, not red, the throat is slightly red, there is clear runny nose, cough without phlegm, and the stomach is bloated. This is an external wind-cold. Try Pueraria Decoction first."

The good way is that long illness makes a good doctor.

Yanxia has been ill for more than ten years, but she is not just waiting to die.

The boy felt a little ashamed and hurried to get the medicine.

But the middle-aged man asked carefully: "Doctor, how much does this cost?"

Yan Xia calculated and said, "Fifty or sixty coins will be enough."

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it only cost fifty or sixty coins.

Ge Gen Tang is an old prescription in the Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Disorders. Yan Xia asked the boy to make some slight additions and subtractions.

A penny can make a hero fall. The doctor there was very nice when seeing the doctor, but felt a little embarrassed when it came to paying.

After haggling over the price for a long time, the middle-aged man reluctantly took out a few dozen coins to pay the bill.

As he walked out the door, he pulled the child and thanked Yan Xia profusely.

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There's another chapter tonight. Yesterday, I went to see a friend off and got dragged into a drink. My alcohol tolerance is on par with Jinquexian, and I've been sleeping since then, and my head still hurts... If I'm quick this afternoon, I'll probably write two chapters and post them. If I'm slow, it'll probably be just one.

Donghuang Suddenly Receives Jade Talisman: Chapter 74 [Merit Generator]

"Where is your doctor?"

"Oh, don't mention it. He went to the City God Temple early this morning! Only my senior brother and I were left to sit in the hall... How could I have such ability!"

"Indeed, it's good enough that you don't kill anyone with your skills."

"..."

The boy sitting in the hall was choked and didn't know what to say. He picked up a copy of "Jinkui Yaolue" and read it attentively.

Yan Xia didn't continue to persecute the other person and asked, "Where's the small cauldron for boiling medicine in your pharmacy? I want to borrow it."

"Xiao Ding?"

The boy in the hall took away the book and scratched his head, saying, "That's a bit troublesome. There are quite a few patients coming in today, and I don't dare to prescribe any medicine, so I just made some ginger soup. My senior brother is cooking it over there."

Yanxia took a breath of cold air.

You give people ginger soup without knowing anything?

She was still chatting with the boy sitting in the hall when a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old came in. She was wearing a cloak, but she had few clothes on and came in very cool.

As soon as the girl came in, the boy sitting in the hall blushed.

The girl held her head and said, "Doctor! Is the medicine you prepared working? My chest is stuffy, my period has come, and my stomach hurts a lot too!"

Yanxia blinked and looked a few more times.

This outfit is too cool. The gauze dress is thin and transparent, but she has to wear a thick fur cloak on the outside.

Yanxia guessed that this must be a woman of pleasure. She remembered seeing a sister dressed similarly in Cuichun Tower when she passed by.

——I just didn’t dare go in.

The girl also had a hot temper. Seeing Yan Xia looking at her curiously, she laughed and said, "Oh, why do you have a younger sister? Are you attracted to your older sister?"

Yanxia quickly turned her head.

The atmosphere in the Tang Dynasty was still too open.

Yan Xia couldn't help but ask the boy sitting in the hall: "Did you make ginger soup for this girl?"

The boy sitting in the hall was very shy and nodded hesitantly.

"Ah."

An Yanxia: “….”

Wow, I met a warm guy.

Yan Xia took one look at the elder sister and felt that she was a succubus, who was not someone this innocent little boy could control. He was probably hooked without even realizing it.

The sister sat in the medicine hall for a while, and then two elderly couples who had caught a cold came in.

Yanxia felt something was wrong.

Why are so many people sick? When can she borrow the medicine cauldron?

Yanxia was a little restless.

The boy in the hall guessed, "Perhaps it's because it's the turn of autumn and winter, with the sudden change from cold to warm, and the winter plague ghosts are changing."

There are five plagues in the world, which appear in the months when the four seasons change. The spring plague is caused by Zhang Yuanbo, the summer plague is caused by Liu Yuanda, the autumn plague is caused by Zhao Gongming, the winter plague is caused by Zhong Rengui, and there is also a middle plague called Shi Wenye.

Some people also call the plague god a ghost. These five are collectively known as the Five Ghosts of Plague, and they do not have a good reputation among the people.

"Life is not easy."

Yanxia also sighed. The price of grain has been high in the past two years. If there is any illness, then the whole year's work will be basically in vain.

As she was thinking this, she suddenly saw half a coin of good deeds, shining with golden light, and it fell into her own treasury with a clang.

Yan Xia was stunned.

Haha, I was still worrying about how to pass the test before, but now, the money for good deeds has come to me by itself?

When the girl saw so many patients in the pharmacy, she remembered that she still needed to borrow the cauldron. It was a good opportunity to do everything at once. She quickly wrote the prescription and boiled the medicine, emptying the cauldron and earning some money at the same time.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Yanxia pushed the boy away and sat in the hall herself.

"Ouch!"

The boy looked confused and asked, "What are you doing, girl?"

Yan Xia pointed to the back and said, "You're too slow. I'll write the prescription and you just pick the medicine. If there's anything that needs to be decocted on the spot, you can send it to the back and let your senior brother do it."

The boy felt that this was not good and asked, "But this is my family's medicine hall."

Yan Xia rolled her eyes and asked, "Who's with Doctor Xiong or me? Besides, what else do you do sitting here besides making ginger soup and playing the dog?"

"I also know other things..."

The boy sitting in the hall didn’t know what “licking dog” meant, but he instinctively felt that it was not a good word.

Yan Xia rolled her eyes again and asked, "Oh, you can also prescribe angelica and mutton soup for people, right? You can't even tell if it's a cold..."

The boy sitting in the hall was broken-hearted and cried while helping Yan Xia get medicine.

Although there are many people coming to the pharmacy, most of them are here to ask about their illnesses, mostly suffering from colds, edema, rheumatism, bone pain and the like. When they hear that they will not die, they breathe a sigh of relief and leave.

Yanxia also misjudged the situation and still had some rigid thinking from Earth. She felt that when explaining someone's condition, she had to be compromising and soothe the patient's emotions.

She saw two or three people asking about their medical conditions and then leaving, and the kind words and money she had earned flew away. Only then did she realize that she had to act according to local conditions, and immediately turned to Baidu to ask the doctor.

What? Wind-cold, be careful. If phlegm and turbidity obstruct the lungs and cold congeals the blood, it will cause serious problems!

Anyway, it's a professional term for face-slapping.