Rebirth Brother is Not Easy To Mess with [Farming]

"Yes." Zhao Chen nodded. "Master said that he used to be like this before and healed many people. I told Master about the situation in Lingtang. Master said that he had met several people like this. It is very likely. Cured."

He Dahu was overjoyed when he heard that, "Your master really said that?"

Zhao Chen nodded.

He Dahu felt that Zhao Chen didn't need to lie to himself, and his father's current situation, no matter what method, as long as there is hope, they dare to try.

So I didn't say much, and hurriedly took Zhao Chen to He's house.

He’s house is very broken. The walls of the adobe brick house have been beaten by wind, sun and rain for many years. The walls have fallen off. The black tiles on the roof were broken and no new tiles were purchased. Instead, they were replaced with wooden boards. It’s not much better than the thatched cottage.

He Shanbao had been waiting at home long ago, but when he saw that only Zhao Chen was coming, he felt a little stunned.

After Zhao Chen explained the reason, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had doubts, he didn't say much like his son He Dahu, and immediately invited Zhao Chen into the house.

Zhao Chen saw their anxiety and did not greet too much, and asked directly: "Where is the patient?"

I don't know if there are too many situations like this, or if the country folks don't have so many rules and regulations, the He and his sons took him to the house where Hu Jinqiu lived.

After being ill for two years, Hu Jinqiu was so thin and lost his face. His face was pale, his cheekbones were prominent, his eye sockets were deep sunken, and his eyes were black.

Perhaps it was because her husband and son had told him that Hu Jinqiu was not surprised to see Zhao Chen coming in. He sat up from the bed with some difficulty, smiled at Zhao Chen, and then coughed again.

Hu Jinqiu was busy covering his mouth with a handkerchief, but blood still leaked from his fingers.

Seeing that he was vomiting blood again, He and his son hurriedly stepped forward to wait on him.

Zhao Chen frowned, Hu Jinqiu's illness seemed to be more serious than he thought.

After Hu Jinqiu's condition eased a little, he sat down to get the patient's pulse, and then carefully asked the patient about his usual symptoms. Most of them had been mentioned by He Shanbao and his son yesterday, but now he just adds a little.

"Brother Zhao, what do you think, can it be cured?" He Dahu asked anxiously, remembering that Zhao Chen was only ‘only learning’ now, so he couldn’t help but confess.

Zhao Chen had actually confirmed the conjecture in his mind that Hu Jinqiu really had tuberculosis.

Tuberculosis is life-threatening in this era, but it is not a big deal in the modern age where medicine is developed and developed. He also knows the cure method.

However, he still remembered his current identity and did not give a definite answer. He only said: "I will go to the mountains to explain the situation to Master. If you are in a hurry, you will wait for me at the thatched cottage later. I will tell you the answer when I come back. , I will give you the prescription by the way."

He's father and son were grateful to see him so dedicated.

He Shanbao said cautiously: "You only went to the mountains today, and now you go again. Will you be too tired? You can talk about it tomorrow."

Zhao Chen didn't go to the mountains at all in the morning, so naturally he couldn't get tired, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just walking, it's nothing."

Without delay, he returned to the thatched cottage under the watch of the He family and his son.

Chen Jiu has woke up from lunch break and is embroidering in the space.

Zhao Chen went in and saw it, and couldn't help but walk closer.

"Can Uncle Hu's disease be cured?" Chen Jiu was often seen when embroidering at home. Chen Jiu was not embarrassed and raised his head to ask about Hu Jinqiu's illness.

He doesn't go out very often, and the number of times he saw Hu Jinqiu can be counted with one hand, and he is not deeply impressed. He just remembers that he is a kind person with a three-point smile on his face.

He was lying sick in bed when he heard the funeral music played by Suona in his previous life.

The father and the Lan cried Hu Jinqiu at a young age. It was a pity, but he was a little envious. If he died, he was relieved. Why didn't he die?

Now he didn't have the idea of ​​wishing to die soon, but it was a pity.

"Yes, as long as they cooperate well, the cure is not a problem." Zhao Chen affirmed, looking at the silk in Chen Jiu's hand, surprised.

Although Chen Jiu only embroidered two small embroidered flowers, it can be seen that this embroiderer is much better than those embroiderers who sold to Lufang yesterday.

If ten is a perfect score, the embroiderers of the embroideries sold can get seven points at most, but now they have reached more than nine points.

Is Chen Jiu hiding himself in the first place, or...

Chen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, smiled slightly, and said sincerely, "That's good."

Zhao Chen returned to his senses and stopped thinking about it.

The truth is not important. What is important is that Chen Jiu, the embroidery worker, plus the tricks he saw in later generations, is enough to raise the price of silk a lot.

So he didn't continue talking about Hu Jinqiu's illness, and turned the topic to embroidery, "In my world, there are many fresh patterns. I draw them and you can see if you can use them."

Chen Jiu looked at him, feeling a little shocked.

He knows medicine, can read and read, cook delicious food, make money, and make medicine. He even understands embroidery that only women and brothers can touch. What else can this person not know?

However, he was quite curious about what tricks Zhao Chen would paint.

In the previous life, Zhao Chen's mother was a well-known beauty cartoonist. Zhao Chen has been fascinated since childhood. Although she didn't learn it specifically, she barely managed to paint a little.

Therefore, Zhao Chen felt that it was just a few embroidery patterns that could not be troubled by him.

However, when he started writing, he found that his hands were not at his disposal, let alone drawing, and the lines were all crooked and scribbled like a child.

"It may have been too long, hand-made."

Zhao Chen looked at the snake-like line on the paper, frowned, and was about to try again, and the system voice rang in his mind: "Dear customer, your current body does not activate this skill. May I ask you now? Activate? Only one hundred taels of silver!"

"Friendly reminder: Our headquarters has evaluated the customer's ability, and the customer can already pay 100 taels on credit!"

Zhao Chen: "...Why didn't I know that the skill should be activated before?"

System: "It's like this. Everyone's body is more or less limited. Some things can be learned once, and some can't be learned at all. In most cases, as long as you work hard, you have more or less achievements. Host. Those things that can be used are because of the talent in the body in the previous life, but the current body does not have the slightest talent for drawing, so the host cannot use this skill, and can only be used by activation through the power of the system."

"Is this a side effect of crossing?"

System: "It's still different. Even in the past life, the host's body is limited, and you can't learn everything."

Zhao Chen thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same.

But he got a life, and he didn't care if he didn't have this skill that was not outstanding, that is, he had to understand what limitations the body had. Otherwise, in a sudden situation in the future, he found that certain things he knew could not be used, and it would be a big trouble. .

Although you can spend money to activate the system, who knows whether the system will always be reliable?

So he asked this question in his mind.

The system quickly replied: "This body has only drawing and no talent, and the others are more or less a little bit, so it does not affect the host's use of other skills."

Zhao Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

The system said again: "Will you get one? It's really a bargain!"

Zhao Chen didn't know where it would be cost-effective to spend a hundred taels on a skill that he didn't use very much.

In addition to skills, it is only if you have learned it steadily. It is obtained with external force. Once the external force is removed, you will fall miserably.

With that money, he might as well buy other tangible things.

So he didn't answer the question of the system, and asked directly: "Do you have an atlas? The one that fits this era but is more interesting, and it's fine."

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