Chapter 44
"Master, the chrysanthemum and vanilla are all planted!" Zheng Qiu stood up, holding a cloth bag in his muddy hands to show Master Mingzong.
Master Ming Zong patted Zheng Qiu's head, and said with a smile, "That's right, the planting will be over in less than two hours, go wash your hands, and go back to Fangcao Xiaoge to rest."
"Master, it's still early in the evening, don't you have class?" "Silly boy, what are you in such a hurry for? You need to accumulate knowledge bit by bit. If you stuff it too fast, you won't be able to remember it. Go back."
He sent Zheng Qiu away, but Master Ming Zong didn't leave. He squatted on the ground, turned over the soil and checked the chrysanthemum seeds planted by Zheng Qiu. No problem, he watched the whole process of planting, and the seeds of the chrysanthemum herb did not change, they were all those he had marked.
In this way, you can see the result by checking the seeds two days later.
Zheng Qiu returned to Fangcao Xiaoge and found that his grandfather was not there, only sister Yunyou was left dozing on the table. The villages near Qianyunzong are far away from Fangcao Peak, and it is inconvenient for Yunyou to go out, so grandpa goes alone to get food and daily necessities.
The sound of Zheng Qiu opening the door woke Yunyou up, she rubbed her eyes and sat up straight.
"Zheng Qiu, are you back so early today?"
"Well, the master said that today's class ends early, so let me come back early to rest."
Yunyou moved the wheelchair to the closet, opened the drawer, and took out a neatly folded piece of clothing: "Zheng Qiu, this is your imperial uniform, I changed it, it should be able to be worn now, try it. "
Zheng Qiu took the Zongfu and shook it off, the clothes became smooth and no longer wrinkled, and the original strong herbal smell also faded a lot, it seems that they have been washed many times. He put on the Zongfu, hey, the sleeves were not long, the hem of the clothes didn't drag on the ground, and even the waist that was bigger than before was just right.
Zheng Qiu opened the cuffs, and saw that the sleeves had been folded in several sections, and then sewn tightly with thin thread, and the hem of the clothes was also folded inwards.
Yun You explained: "I don't know if your master will give you a new imperial uniform. So I didn't cut these places, just folded them in. When you grow taller, you just need to untie the thread. Hmm... maybe like this It's a little uncomfortable to wear."
"No discomfort, very good, thank you, sister Yunyou." Zheng Qiu looked very happy, circling around Yunyou, showing off his imperial uniform. After going around a few times, he stopped, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Oh, I forgot the important thing."
"Zheng Qiu, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's my fault, how could I forget it." Zheng Qiu stomped his feet, his face full of annoyance, "I still have to find exercises for Grandpa and Sister Yunyou. At the beginning, I agreed to find a copy, let me The exercises that grandpa can practice; I also need to find a copy of the exercises that will let Sister Yunyou regain your legs."
He was about to run out with his legs open, and he still shouted: "I'll go to the master to ask for it, the master must know this kind of exercise."
"Hey! Don't go!" Yunyou quickly grabbed Zheng Qiu's sleeve and almost fell off the wheelchair.
Zheng Qiu hurriedly stopped to help her: "Sister Yunyou, be careful. What's the matter? Why don't you let me go?"
Yun You rolled his eyes at him: "You have only been a teacher for a few days, and you are so eager to consider others, what does it look like?"
"Sister Yunyou, you and grandpa are not outsiders."
"It's not for you, but it's an outsider for Qian Yunzong. I understand your thoughts, but you have to put away your thoughts first, learn your skills from the master, and wait until one day you become famous, and then take care of the two of us." Not too late."
Zheng Qiu scratched his head and hesitated: "But, but back then..."
Yunyou smoothed Zheng Qiu's messy hair: "Be obedient, learn your skills first."
"well……"
Two days passed quickly, and Master Mingzong came to the Fangcao Building as soon as it was dawn. Today he was not in a hurry, so he climbed up the dry ladder to check the situation on each floor leisurely.
One floor, one floor, one floor after another, leaving the dry ladder and stepping on the ground of the floor, Master Mingzong glanced around.
Wait, for a split second, he seemed to have spotted something incredible.
He turned his eyes back, and when he saw that incredible thing, his head buzzed, and he was suddenly stunned.
Pa, Master Mingzong raised his hand and slapped himself on the face, hiss, it hurts, it's not a dream. He rubbed his eyes vigorously again, closed them and opened them again, but his eyes were not blurred.
He walked over and squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand to stroke it gently, and there was a clear touch on the palm, yes, the chrysanthemum herb had sprouted. Master Ming Zong pinched off a section of the bud, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. The fragrance and taste are pure chrysanthemum herbs.
Suddenly, his chewing movements froze, as if he had thought of something, then he rolled up his sleeves and quickly scraped away the soil under the sprouts.
Picking up the whole chrysanthemum plant, Master Ming Zong could see at a glance the seed coat left on the thin roots, the marks on the seed coat were so clear, as if he was grinning at him.
Impossible, absolutely impossible, he shook his head vigorously, how could it be possible to germinate, these chrysanthemum and vanilla seeds have all been roasted on the fire, it is absolutely impossible to germinate. He threw away the chrysanthemum herbs in his hand, fanned the air waves crazily, lifted the soil on the ground, and kept digging out the chrysanthemum herbs he had planted.
This plant has a mark, this plant has a mark, and this plant has another...Master Ming Zong kept grabbing the flying herbs to check, the more he looked at it, the more confused he was, all of them had marks, yes, they were given to Zheng Qiu by himself that day Seed.
Master Ming Zong's body seemed to lose strength all of a sudden, he sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the muddy ceiling.
"Why, why did this happen?" He kept asking himself, "What else do I need to study? What else is there to study?"
My own decades of hard research paled in comparison to the sight of ripe seeds sprouting.
One hour, two hours, the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and it's time for Zheng Qiu to come to attend the class.
"Hehe...hahaha..." Master Mingzong, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter became louder and louder, as if the unsmooth things in his heart had been swept away.
He stood up, his eyes no longer confused. What is the purpose of my years of research? Isn't it to prove that medicinal materials are the foundation of cultivation. I haven't researched anything famous for decades, and now I have a magical apprentice like Zheng Qiu, isn't it a gift from God, so that my research results can be realized one by one.
Master Ming Zong touched the short beard on his chin and thought carefully. He still doesn't know why Zheng Qiu has this ability. He can't cultivate, and he can't detect his bones, and he doesn't seem to know his own situation.
Hmm...what the hell is this strange ability? Master Ming Zong wandered around on the floor. He had never seen or heard of Zheng Qiu's ability, so he couldn't think of a way to use it for a while.
"Master, master! I'm coming to class!" Zheng Qiu's voice came from downstairs.
When the apprentice came, Master Mingzong was facing the courtyard and was about to fly down. Just as he was about to step out, he saw mud all over his clothes. This is not allowed, you can't let your apprentice see yourself like this, as a master, at least you have to save face.
"Apprentice, you wait first, master, I have to do something now, and I will be back later."