Farmer of Shu Han

"Today is New Year's Day, so it's the beginning of spring. Eating five spices can release the energy of the five internal organs."

Seeing the surprised look on her lord's face, Amei explained with a smile while laying out the meals.

"My lord, eat more, and this peach soup. This is made by Mrs. Guan, who went out to pick peach branches before dawn. It is a wish from Mrs. Guan to all the gentlemen on New Year's Day. My lord, drink more. "

After Feng Yong heard this, his eyes fell on Guan Ji who was below, and saw that Yi Ren was eating with her sleeves up to cover her face, without even looking this way.

"New Year's Day is the Spring Festival?" Feng Yong felt a little confused.

In the memory of this body, there is very little memory about the festival.

How can a refugee who can't even eat have the qualifications to celebrate the festival?

Afterwards, the family managed to acquire a hundred acres of land, which was just out of the status of refugees, and they could barely eat, but they were still only half full for half a year, how could they be in the mood for the holidays?

People who can eat five pungent foods can have enough food without worrying about their families.

"New Year's Day is naturally the Spring Festival, and it is also the New Year. During the New Year, you have to drink peach soup, which is said to be able to avoid all ghosts."

Zhao Guang picked up the peach soup bowl and drank it with a "gululu".

Future generations are not filial!

Feng Yong sighed, it turns out that the current New Year's Day is not the same thing as the New Year's Day in later generations.

Looking at the somewhat brown-green soup, Feng Yong really refused in his heart. He just looked at Guan Ji again, closed his eyes, and took a few sips from the bowl.

Zhao Guang picked up the noodle cake, wrapped the five spicy vegetables on the plate inside, took a big bite, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it before speaking again.

"It's just that you have to eat five pungents on New Year's Day, but I don't know why. How did Madam Amei know about the saying that eating five pungents will cause five viscera?"

After Ah Mei finished setting out the food, she stood behind Feng Yong to wait on the lord at any time. When she heard Zhao Guang's question, she bent down and replied, "Back to Mr. Zhao, the servant girl is told by the lord, and the lord of the servant girl is a medical worker."

Ah Mei's lord, it was because she went to the mountains to collect medicine that she met her mother.

"No wonder."

Zhao Guang ate the noodles in two mouthfuls, and there was no rule of not talking when eating. It probably existed before, but after following Feng Tubie for so long, even if it existed, it disappeared.

"I said, how do you know how to make crescent wontons?"

Crescent wontons are dumplings.

This kind of food is still a kind of semi-medicine nowadays.

It was made by Zhang Zhongjing to prevent common people from getting frostbite on their ears.

Therefore, the current dumplings are often associated with medical workers.

This is the greatest doctor in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, bar none.

At least in Feng Yong's eyes, he is greater than Hua Tuo.

At this time, doctors were not called doctors, but medical workers or medical craftsmen. They were of the same class as craftsmen, and they belonged to a humble family.

Perhaps Hua Tuo's medical skills are better than Zhang Zhongjing's, but Hua Tuo often regrets being a medical worker just because this profession is looked down upon by others.

But Zhang Zhongjing is different. His background can barely be regarded as a son of an aristocratic family.

But it's just such a family member who became interested in things of humble origin, and even studied medicine hard to see a doctor for the heads of Guizhou.

It is always easy for a family member to become an official. Although Zhang Zhongjing became an official, he despised his official career.

Even when he sat in the position of the prefect of Changsha, in order to relieve the pain of the people, he ignored the secular vision. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, he would open the yamen, sit in the hall, and take the pulse of the people.

This was considered an extremely sensational event at the time.

"Doctor sitting in the hall" began with Zhang Zhongjing.

Compared with Hua Tuo who often regretted being a medical worker, Zhang Zhongjing, in the eyes of the world, is willing to degenerate.

But he ignored the criticism, only wishing to relieve the sufferings of the people, and his image was indeed much taller.

"My lord, is this food not to your liking? Would you like some elixir soup?"

Seeing Feng Yong staring at Crescent Wonton and suddenly staring in a daze, Amei asked a little worriedly.

"Oh no, it's pretty good."

Feng Yong recovered from his daze and asked Li Yi, "Sanniang, I want to ask something."

"I don't know what brother wants to ask?"

After hearing this, Guan Ji put down the food in her hands, wiped her mouth with a silk cloth, then put down the sleeves that half covered her face, sat upright, and looked at Feng Yong.

I have to say that in many cases, Guan Ji is indeed a lady of every family.

The appearance is beautiful, unsmiling, demure on weekdays, and has his own posture when walking and sitting-if it is not too bad for the female celebrity.

"When Zhang Junhou guarded Jingzhou in the past, did Sanniang ever hear about Zhang Zhongjing, the prefect of Changsha?"

In this day and age, some people may look down on doctors because they are not afraid of death, but Feng Tubie is afraid!

But Feng Yong's understanding of Zhang Zhongjing, at most, was as far as the prefect of Changsha - because it is only recorded in the history books that he was the prefect of Changsha.

Later, where did the medical sage go, or something happened, but I have no memory of it anymore

Because later on, the area around Jingzhou was the stage where Liu Biao prepared for Cao Cao, Sun Quan and other big figures. Who has the leisure to care about such a small medical worker?

"Zhang Zhongjing?" Guan Ji thought for a while and asked, "Is this Zhang Ji you're asking?"

"Zhang Ji?"

Feng Yong was taken aback, wondering what Zhang Zhongjing's name was? As if he never noticed.

Later generations are called Zhang Zhongjing Zhang Zhongjing, presumably it is his name, as for what the name is, who the hell knows?

"Zhang Ji, also called Zhang Zhongjing? Was he also the prefect of Changsha?"

Feng Yong asked.

Guan Ji nodded and said: "Prefect Zhang's name is Ji, named Zhongjing. He used to be the prefect of Changsha. Later, in order to avoid the war, he resigned and went to Lingnan to live in seclusion. Back then, my lord was poisoned by arrows. I heard that Zhang Ji was very good at medicine. , so I specially sent someone to invite the arrow poison."

"Bone scraping to cure poison?!"

Feng Yong blurted out.

"right."

Guan Ji straightened her chest, and her face glowed, as if she remembered the boldness and fearlessness of her own adults back then.

"When Zhang Ji was the prefect of Changsha, he used to open the yamen to see patients, so his medical skills have long been famous in the Jingzhou area. My lord also heard the rumors, so I invited him to see a doctor."

"No, wasn't it Hua Tuo who scraped the bone to cure the poison?"

Feng Yong felt a little confused.

"Hua Tuo's medical skills are naturally well-known all over the world, but at that time he belonged to Cao Bandit and was killed by Cao Bandit. It has been many years since your lord was injured by an arrow. How could he come to Jingzhou?"

Guan Ji asked with a strange look on her face.

Fuck!

Feng Yong was puzzled.

So why didn't I study hard back then?

Many people thought Guan Yu's bone scraping to cure poison was fake.

However, in order to debate with others whether Guan Yu should be worthy of the word Megatron Huaxia, Feng Yong went to read the records about Guan Yu in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and he knew that there was such a thing.

It's just that it is not recorded in the book who performed the operation on Guan Yu, but it was Zhang Zhongjing who did not expect it.

Thinking about it, although it is not as powerful as Hua Tuo's Mafeisan, but such things as bone scraping will inevitably cause heavy bleeding. If there is no superb medical skills, Guan Yu will also lose too much blood and die.

And Zhang Ji is just one of the very few suitable candidates.