chsdbacks Chapter 90 Precious Medicine
Chapter 90 Precious Medicine
Side courtyard of Bajiguan.
This is a long and quiet courtyard.
The courtyard was no more than ten feet wide, but ten feet long, with high walls of blue bricks on the east and west sides.
Directly in front, from south to north, are five circular targets arranged in sequence.
The target was made of thick straw mats, about two feet in diameter, and covered with multiple layers of hemp cloth soaked in tung oil, which was now riddled with holes. Some of these holes were deep, while others left some shallow white marks.
The five targets were arranged in order from near to far, with the closest one about one zhang away from the south wall and the farthest one on the north wall, a full ten zhang away.
This place is secluded, and usually only the eldest brother comes here to practice his flying shuttle technique. This is Liu Sheng's first time here.
He was holding a splinter in his hand, his eyes fixed on the bullseye of the target three zhang away.
Breathe evenly and deeply, relax your waist and back.
Suddenly, his right shoulder slumped slightly, his waist and hips twisted, and the fingers that were holding the wooden splinter loosened and released.
"laugh!"
The wooden spike transformed into a thin, light brown line, instantly traversing a distance of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) and firmly embedding itself in the target.
It just didn't hit the bullseye.
It penetrated the target by almost an inch.
After several stabs—
[External Training Method: Flying Shuttle Technique (33/500 Minor Success)]
[External Training Method: Flying Shuttle Technique (36/500 Minor Success)]
……
Sure enough, after seeing the flying shuttle...
The learning speed increased dramatically.
Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and took out another shaved splinter, ready to continue.
A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.
"Senior Brother Liu! Is Senior Brother Liu there?"
A young outer disciple's voice rang out:
"Someone is looking for me, saying they're a corrupt constable from the yamen."
Yinhe?
Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there was news about the precious medicine?
He thanked his junior brother who had delivered the message and hurried to the front yard of the martial arts school, where he saw Yin He dressed in official robes, a sword at his waist, sitting on a stone bench.
On the stone table beside the underground river, there was a bulging, dark blue package, tightly bound with hemp rope.
The two exchanged greetings and Yinhe asked Liu Sheng to find a secluded spot—a side room in the front hall, which was currently empty.
After the two of them entered the house, Yinhe didn't say much. He squatted down, untied the hemp rope on the outside of the package, and opened it. Inside, there were ten small, pale yellow silk bags neatly stacked, with a smooth satin surface.
"This is……"
Liu Sheng looked at the familiar yellow silk pouch and felt a surge of excitement.
"Old wild ginseng, fifty years old."
Yinhe stood up: "Miss went back to Shazhou to recuperate. She specially selected these from home; they're all top-quality goods. How many would you like, Brother Liu?"
Hearing that it was from 1950, Liu Sheng's heart tightened, and he asked, "Officer Yin, how much is one?"
He only had 650 taels of silver in total, so he didn't dare to ask for too much; he had to ask how much he wanted first.
It would be awkward if you didn't have enough money.
"The young lady instructed that we should give these ginseng roots to Brother Liu at cost price. These ginseng roots would cost at least four hundred taels in the Shazhou market, but we can buy them for three hundred taels each at home."
Three hundred taels!
Liu Sheng's mind went blank.
He only had 650 taels of silver, which he originally thought was a huge sum of money.
But now, even at cost price, you can only buy two.
The remaining fifty taels are not enough for the normal expenses of martial arts training next month.
"Brother Liu?"
Yinhe, seeing that he remained silent for a long time, called out to him.
Liu Sheng suddenly raised his head, his face seemingly calm. He gritted his teeth, took out six hundred taels of silver notes from his pocket, and his fingers, which were gripping the notes tightly, turned slightly white.
Six hundred taels.
He held the six silver notes in both hands and handed them to Yin He, reluctantly saying, "Officer Yin, I want two."
Yinhe was stunned when he heard that Liu Sheng only wanted two.
Before she left, the young lady specifically instructed him that Liu Sheng was about to break through and needed the precious medicine to solidify his foundation, fearing that he might not have enough.
As it turned out, they only wanted two.
Yinhe sensed something was amiss, but he didn't seem to be good at thinking about these kinds of problems. He simply accepted the silver notes silently and counted them.
During this time, Liu Sheng's eyes remained fixed on the few silver notes until Yin He finished counting them. Only then did he quickly look up and pretend to be indifferent.
Yinhe bent down, took out two yellow silk bags, handed them to Liu Sheng, then retied the bundle and carried it on his back.
The size of this package.
It seems that nothing has changed.
"I'll take the rest back with me. Miss said that these ginsengs are reserved for Brother Liu. If he needs them again, he can come to Xiao Yin's house to find me anytime."
Liu Sheng stared at the two light yellow silk bags in his hands, and then at the still full large package on Yin He's shoulder, feeling a tightness in his chest.
But she still managed to offer her thanks:
"Please thank Constable Yin for me, and may there be more Constables like Yin. Here you go."
And so, Liu Sheng escorted him all the way to the entrance of the martial arts school.
Watching the large, still glaring package on Yinhe's back turn the corner and disappear.
He remained standing at the door, motionless for a long time.
The warm spring breeze brushed across his face, but it made him feel chilly.
Liu Sheng looked down at his empty hands.
"First, take the medicine to improve your cultivation level, and then... make some money!"
He returned to his room and carefully untied the silk rope of a yellow silk bag.
As the bag was loosened, a rich medicinal aroma immediately filled the air. This aroma was similar to the thirty-year-old ginseng he had taken before, but it was even more mellow.
Now, he only needs to take one breath to feel a warm sensation in his lungs.
Liu Sheng gently poured the ginseng into his hand and saw that this wild ginseng had a plump rhizome, dense roots, a yellowish-brown skin covered with fine horizontal lines, and a small section of dried stem and leaves at the top.
Compared to the previous ginseng that was thirty years old, this one is noticeably thicker.
What caught Liu Sheng's attention even more was that the ginseng had been carefully cut into five relatively even sections.
The cut surface is flat, revealing the pale yellow flesh inside.
Each piece of ginseng was separated by extremely fine mulberry paper, clearly indicating that Yin Ruyu had divided it for him according to the daily dosage.
"The last 30-year-old ginseng was divided into three sections, and this 50-year-old ginseng is divided into five sections. So the standard dosage is to consume it for ten years in one day?"
Liu Sheng had a guess in his mind. Thinking of this, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. The other party had actually considered things so carefully for him.
He didn't delay any longer and immediately took action.
First, boil water and pour it into a wooden tub for bathing. Add cold water to adjust the temperature to a suitable level, and then add the medicinal herbs needed for the meat-refining bath.
Liu Sheng took off his clothes and stepped into the wooden tub.
The medicinal bath is over.
When the medication causes the muscles to swell slightly.
He took out a piece of ginseng, and while it was still hot, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.
"The ginseng flesh, aged for fifty years, is surprisingly less bitter, and the aftertaste is even more pronounced. It's true that expensive things are worth the price!"
While the burning medicinal power spreads throughout the body and impacts one's muscles and fascia.
Liu Sheng hurriedly arrived at the training ground, gritted his teeth, lifted the stone weight, and used a wooden mallet to pound his entire body.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Finally, the violent medicinal power had a space to be released, transforming into—
[Internal Training Method: Body Refinement Realm (3% below the beginner level)]
[Internal Training Method: Body Refinement Realm (4% below the beginner level)]
……
[Internal Training Method: Golden Bell Shield (Minor Success 7%)]
[Internal Training Method: Golden Bell Shield (Minor Success 8%)]
……
He previously used medicinal baths and practiced with lime beef, but he could only barely gain 1% a day.
Now, under the terrifying medicinal power of this fifty-year-old ginseng, experience is almost leaping.
Liu Sheng was completely absorbed in the rapid progress of his studies, which was bought with money, and could not extricate himself from it.