Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Orchid grass is used as medicine, and there is love in the world

When we returned to the small town B&B, the night had already passed through the window lattice.Jiang Zhuo did not immediately dispose of the bag of Konggulan rhizomes. Instead, he and Lu Jingyang first assisted Lao Chen, a researcher at the reserve, to complete the sample registration.They carefully recorded the collection time, location, and plant growth status. They also took photos of the original habitat and uploaded them to the wild plant protection system of the Forestry and Grassland Bureau.

Lu Jingyang contacted the laboratory of the institute overnight, passed the sample information of the Konggulan rhizome, and requested for expedited composition testing.”The prescription in the inkstone only states the compatibility method, but does not mention the dosage. The concentration of the active ingredients must be confirmed to ensure the safety of the medication.” He faced the computer screen and tapped the keyboard quickly with his fingers, his eyes full of seriousness.

Jiang Zhuo sat aside and looked through the photocopy of “Supplements of Materia Medica of Southern Yunnan” that Mr. Zhou had sent to him.The pages of the book are yellowed, and there are densely written small characters marked with a brush. One of the pages contains the usage of Konggulan: “Decoct it with Poria cocos and licorice, take the juice and take it warmly. Avoid spicy, raw and cold food. Seven days is a course of treatment.” There is also a line of small words next to it: “This herb is cool in nature. People with yin deficiency should use it with caution. Three red dates are needed to harmonize the medicinal properties.”

Early the next morning, the laboratory test report came over.The report shows that the active ingredients in the rhizome of Konggulan are completely consistent with the prescription records, and the concentration is sufficient to treat the symptoms.At the same time, Lao Chen also brought good news – the fungus seed bags they left on the cliff have passed the acceptance inspection of the protected area, and there will be dedicated personnel to regularly monitor the germination status.

“Everything is safe now.” Jiang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Mr. Gu, “Uncle Gu, leave the compatibility of the medicinal materials to me. You can just take care of Nian An.”

Mr. Gu nodded repeatedly, his eyes red.The running and worrying these days finally turned into a sense of solid warmth at this moment.

Lu Jingyang collected the medicinal materials by visiting pharmacies in small towns.For the poria, I chose Yunling, which has a firm texture; for the licorice, which is roasted, it has milder medicinal properties; for the red dates, I chose the large and thick Hetian jujube.Jiang Zhuo personally took the spoon, washed and sliced ​​the Konggulan rhizome, put it into a casserole with Poria cocos and licorice, soaked it in mountain spring water for half an hour, and then simmered it over a slow fire.

The aroma of medicine gradually filled the small courtyard of the B&B, with the crispness of vegetation and the sweetness of red dates.When the first bowl of medicinal soup was boiled, Gu Nian’an was lying on the bed, his face still pale, but he could move his eyes slightly.

Mr. Gu took the medicinal soup with trembling hands, blew it to cool down, and then carefully fed his daughter to drink.

Time passed by, and miracles happened quietly.

In the early morning of the third day, Gu Nian’an opened his eyes, looked at his father beside the bed, and softly called out “Dad.” Mr. Gu was so excited that he almost fell to the ground and hurriedly ran to call Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang.

When the two arrived, they saw Nian An leaning on the bedside, drinking warm rice soup.Her face was a little brighter and her eyes were much clearer.

“Brother Jiang, Brother Lu, thank you.” The little girl’s voice was still a little weak, but there was a sense of tenacity.

Lu Jingyang smiled and rubbed her hair: “You’re welcome, take good care of yourself, and you can see the outside world in the future.”

In the next few days, Jiang Zhuo would make medicine on time every day, while Lu Jingyang chatted with Nian An, telling her interesting things about the antique street and the old objects in Xianyunzhai that contained stories.The little girl is smiling more and more, and her health is getting better day by day.

On the seventh day, when the last bowl of medicinal soup was finished, Nian An was able to get out of bed and walk.She held the hands of Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang and insisted on going to the market in the town.The sun shone on her face, making her eyes sparkle, as if they were filled with starlight.

That night, Mr. Gu took out the Gu family’s ancestral tree and placed it on the table.Under the dim light, on the yellowed paper, a line of small regular script is particularly clear: “In the last year of Jiajing, Duke Yi of the Qing Dynasty hid the epidemic prevention method in Wen Zhengming’s inkstone, and told future generations: The inkstone is in Lan, to help the world, and not to be opened lightly except in times of crisis.”’

“So that’s it.” Lu Jingyang suddenly realized, “The Gu family has guarded this square inkstone for generations, not for its value, but to keep this promise of saving people.”

Mr. Gu nodded, his eyes full of emotion: “The ancestors left a rule that only when you encounter an incurable disease can you open the secret compartment of the inkstone. Over the years, I always thought this was just a legend, but I didn’t expect it!” He looked at Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang, his voice choked up, “It is you who made this century-old promise have the best ending.”

Jiang Zhuo looked at the Duan inkstone on the table. The words ‘Orchid grows in the empty valley, inkstone hides thousands of years’ on the side of the inkstone shone brightly under the light.He suddenly understood that the meaning of antiques never lies in its price, but in the human heart and heritage hidden in it.

The day before leaving southern Yunnan, Mr. Gu took Nian An and sent him a hand-drawn orchid sketch.The scroll unfolds, and several lavender Konggu orchids grow on the cliff, lifelike.The signature reads: ‘To Mr. Jiang Zhuo and Mr. Lu Jingyang, in gratitude for saving lives, and to keep their promise to save the world.’

As the car left the town, Nian’an lay beside the car window, waving his little hands and shouting: “Brother Jiang, Brother Lu, we must come and play again!”

Lu Jingyang turned around and waved, until the figure of the town disappeared among the green mountains and green waters, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhuo beside him.

“Boss Jiang,” he suddenly smiled, with crooked eyebrows, “is this trip to southern Yunnan considered the first ‘legendary work’ we have completed together?”

Jiang Zhuo looked at the light in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Forget it.”

The car moved forward all the way, the green mountains outside the window were rolling, and the sun was shining through the leaves, warm and bright.

The lights of Xianyunzhai are still waiting for their return, and the stories about cultural relics and people’s hearts are still growing, just like the empty valley orchids in the Orchid Valley, which are nourished by the years and continue to grow.