When Ye Xiaxuan arrived, Su Yi had just finished writing a dozen articles Secret Art of Medicine.
"It's about the bookstore, let's go see it tonight. Don't you want to study medicine? Take these and read them. Remember to burn them after reading them." Su Yi handed Ye Xiaxuan the stack of densely written rice paper on the table.
Ye Xiaxuan frowned and took the stack of rice paper from Su Yi. At a glance, it was all written in traditional Chinese characters.
"What is this?" Ye Xiaxuan took it in his hand and looked at it, and said in surprise, "These are all lost secret recipes?"
"Well, these are the simplest ones." Su Yi said to Ye Xiaxuan, "If you want to read it, you can read it now. After you finish reading it, wash the dishes and I'll do it." After that, he got up and walked out of the room.
Ye Xiaxuan put the dish on the floor, sat on the chair, and started reading impatiently.
"These characters... are so beautiful!" Ye Xiaxuan put the rice paper on the table and looked at it carefully. The first thing I felt was that these characters were really well written.
Delightful for the eyes!
It is hard to imagine that there are young people nowadays who can write such good calligraphy.
From Ye Xiaxuan's perspective, the characters on the rice paper look more like they were written by School of Names, a giant in the calligraphy world. Such skill is very rare in contemporary calligraphy School of Names. The artistic conception is extremely lofty and elegant, without a trace of tacky fireworks.
As for the content, it was unheard of and unseen. When she looked at it carefully, it seemed as if her whole soul was sucked in. For a moment, she felt like she was enlightened, and the secret recipe written on the rice paper seemed to be imprinted in her mind.
She flipped through page after page, and before she knew it, Ye Xiaxuan had memorized all the contents. When she read the last word, she couldn't help but exhale a long breath.
Ye Xiaxuan didn't remember that she had a photographic memory, but she really only read what Su Yi wrote once, and then wrote it all down, and understood the pharmacology of it.
Am I a genius?
Ye Xiaxuan has begun to doubt whether he is gifted.
How could she know that what she held in her hand was a unique medical book in the world.
Su Yi wrote it in his own hand. No matter how stupid a person is, as long as he reads it carefully, he will definitely be able to understand.
This is like a skill book in the game. Just click to learn and you will know it in the next moment.
When Ye Xiaxuan came out of the house, an hour had passed. Su Yi was sitting on the old man's chair under the sycamore tree, closing his eyes and meditating.
"Have you finished reading?"
The voice of Su Yi came over.
Ye Xiaxuan said quickly, "I've finished reading!"
"Burn it! Then go wash the vegetables and wash the rice."
Su Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with instructing Ye Xiaxuan to do these things.
He hasn't formally accepted a disciple for a long time, but isn't that what disciples are used for?
Before, Ye Xiaxuan only thought Su Yi was mysterious. Although she was a disciple, she only read the two volumes of medical books written by Bian Que. Now she finally understands.
Why does grandpa want her to become Su Yi's teacher!
This is simply a god!
Thirteen medical secrets, the pharmacology of which is transparent and easy to understand at a glance, is full of miraculous effects.
In any medical family, these should be passed down from son to daughter. It is impossible for outsiders to know.
"I understand, let's go." Ye Xiaxuan is really convinced now. If someone asked her to wash vegetables and wash rice, she would definitely sneer at it, but when Su Yi asked her to do this, she could only do it without hesitation.
Su Yi slowly stood up and walked towards the next door. At this time, he also felt that it would be good to have an apprentice. Although he didn't mind doing some trivial things, it would be good to have someone by his side to help him.
At this time, Lin Yiyun's grandfather was still sweeping fallen leaves in the yard.
In fact, the yard is very clean, but as people get older, they always have to find something to do, otherwise they will feel bored.
"Old Lin, don't cook for lunch, come to my house to eat." Su Yi shouted Old Lin in a most natural way.
"Okay! What did you do?" Logically speaking, Su Yi is Lin Yiyun's classmate. It's not too much to call him Grandpa Lin, but Old Lin is not angry either. Even he himself doesn't know why.
Anyway, he thought it was quite cordial for Su Yi to call him Old Lin.
Of course he would not know that Su Yi also lived here sixty-eight years ago. That year, when he was born, his father and Su Yi were also brothers. Knowing that Su Yi was a scholar, he asked him to help name the child.
If Su Yi told Old Lin that I gave you your name, Old Lin's mentality would probably explode.
The baby that was born that year is now in his twilight years, but Su Yi is still the same boy.
Su Yi smiled and said, "Just come over and eat, it won't be bad!"
"Let's have two drinks later!" Old Lin said, "I still have a jar of old wine hidden there."
"Okay! Bring the wine later." Su Yi said it without asking Lin Yiyun, and turned back to his yard. Speaking of good wine, there is a jar buried under the sycamore tree. I remember it was buried when the tree was planted. It has been more than four hundred years, and it is difficult to dig it out now.
"How to chop this?" Ye Xiaxuan held the kitchen knife in his hand and looked at the plucked chicken on the chopping board. He didn't know where to cut it. "If I had known better, I would have asked my aunt to chop it for me!"
For a girl of Ye Xiaxuan's background, it was good to be able to cook some simple dishes by herself, but she didn't know what Su Yi was going to cook, so she bought a chicken, a duck, a few kilograms of pork belly, and a lot of various vegetarian dishes.
It's okay to wash the vegetarian dishes, but she needs to use a knife on these meats...
This is more complicated than holding a scalpel!
"It should be enough to chop it into small pieces." Ye Xiaxuan narrowed her eyes, raised the knife and dropped it. For a moment, bones and meat flew everywhere, and a lot of chicken flew out of the chopping board and fell on the ground. After she finished chopping, there was about a third of one chicken left on the chopping board, and the rest fell on the ground.
"What a shame!" Ye Xiaxuan took advantage of Su Yi to quickly throw all the chicken that fell on the floor into the trash can before Su Yi entered the kitchen.
Su Yi walked into the kitchen and was stunned when he saw the scene in the kitchen that looked like a war.
"Have you washed all the vegetables?" Su Yi was a little speechless. There were various washed vegetable dishes on the table.
"Yes!" Ye Xiaxuan nodded and subconsciously kicked the trash can at his feet to the side.
Su Yi took a deep breath, leaving aside whether the dishes were washed or not, but it was too much!
Those vegetable leaves could be stored for a long time if they were not stained with water, but she actually washed them all!
And what's going on with the meat in the trash can?
The only chopped chicken...
Hmm, this sword technique is almost the same as perverted corpse dismemberment!
"Stand by me!" Su Yi really didn't know that the world had changed so much. Even fifty years ago, how could any girl not know how to cook? Ye Xiaxuan's behavior made him less afraid to ask her into the kitchen in the future.