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Chapter 134 Prescription

At this time, the servant brought breakfast.

Mr. Zheng knew that this matter would take a long time to finish, so he asked everyone to have breakfast first.

Because they had something important to do, everyone ate quickly.

As soon as they finished eating, Uncle Quan asked someone to come and clean up.

Zheng Huaming winked at Uncle Quan.

Uncle Quan immediately said to the servants, "Okay, you guys can go downstairs after you finish cleaning up. I'll take care of you here. You don't have to wait here. Go downstairs and have breakfast."

"Yes, butler." After all the servants left the yard, Uncle Quan went to close the gate himself, and then stood behind the door with a steamed bun in his hand.

Mr. Zheng said: "You are right to do this. You can't just take it out casually. We are family members. Besides, this is an emergency. You should not take it out casually in the future to avoid being discovered."

"We have verified the efficacy of the medicine. It would be very dangerous if outsiders knew that you have such a magical medicine," said Zheng Huaming.

"Here is my plan. Old Doctor Tan has gone up the mountain to collect herbs. When he comes back, if you are willing, you can give the prescription to Old Doctor Tan and ask him to study it to see if it can be made into the shape of the medicine we usually use. This way it won't be a hassle. Besides, with Old Doctor Tan in the lead, no one will blame you." Qi Xingyun suggested.

Damao and Xiaocaoer looked at each other and thought the same thing as themselves.

The method that Da Mao and his sister discussed last night was to give the recipe to Mr. Zheng and his friends. It was up to them to decide how to make it. Anyway, their family members didn't know how to make it, so it would be a waste if they kept the recipe in their hands. If they gave it to them, at least it would be useful to the people if they could make it.

The most important thing is that the recipe is not his own. At most, he is a time and space porter, moving the recipe from a thousand years later here.

It is possible that this recipe was produced by people like you, but it just came back here.

Damao took out two prescriptions that he had copied last night and handed them to Qi Xingyun.

Qi Xingyun and the other two were stunned for a moment.

You Yang family members, are you so happy every time you give out prescriptions?

Oh no, this medicine prescription is even more refreshing than the previous food prescription.

At the very least, the food recipe was taken out after a lot of hesitation. It's better to ask for one. It's like taking a shit. It's gone without any effort.

But he took out this prescription without hesitation, and gave two at a time.

It’s hard not to wonder: Could the recipe be fake?

Why does it feel like it has been written and is waiting here for us to ask?

Isn't it? It's already written and waiting for you to ask. This is also what Damao and his sister discussed last night.

If they ask for it, we will give it to them. If they don’t ask, then we will ask for it. We must give out the two prescriptions no matter what.

They didn't ask, maybe because they were too embarrassed to ask. They thought it was a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors, but it wasn't from our family, so we gave it to them and let them carry it forward.

Damao also copied down the recipe, suitable symptoms, usage and dosage on the instructions clearly.

It’s just that the dosage of each medicinal ingredient in the recipe is missing.

Xiao Caoer: Definitely not. When producing medicines, no pharmaceutical factory will tell you which medicinal ingredient is used and in what quantity. I can tell you my formula only out of respect for a certain department. If a certain department does not have such a regulation, I don’t want to reveal a single word to the outside world.

Qi Xingyun looked at the prescription for a long time, then looked at the Damao siblings, then looked at the prescription again, his face full of indescribable expression.

Zheng Huaming grabbed the prescription and took a look at it. He also discovered the problem and asked directly: "Why are there only ingredients but no dosage?"

Xiao Cao'er: "Because I don't know either. It's not written there!"

Zheng Huaming looked unconvinced: If you don’t want to give it, just say so.

Xiao Caoer can't stand Zheng Huaming's expression the most. She really wants to throw a can of milk powder on his head. I've been out for more than a day and I haven't had two meals of milk powder, and you still don't believe me.

That’s right, Xiaocaoer still drinks milk powder twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

Forget it, I can’t let outsiders know that I still drink milk powder. It’s normal in modern times, but this is ancient times. It’s embarrassing to let people know that I’m still drinking milk powder when I’m over four years old.

I can only take out the medicine and the instructions and show them to you. If you don’t understand, don’t ask. If you ask me, I will despise you.

Just after breakfast, Mr. Zheng wanted to take medicine. Xiao Caoer took out two kinds of medicine, poured out the instruction manual from the box and handed it to Zheng Huaming.

He gestured with his little chin for him to look for himself.

Zheng Huaming was not polite. He looked at it for a long time and said only four words: "A lot of typos."

Qi Xingyun and Mr. Zheng: How can there be a typo in such a rigorous prescription? I would never believe it.

They each took a copy and read it for a long while. Well, don't beat me to death, I already believe it, and I can only give the same four words as you: "A lot of typos."

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At this moment, four words floated in the sky. What words? They were: A lot of typos.

Xiao Cao'er: "This is an accidental discovery. The characters are not wrong, they are just different from the ones we have here."

Then he said to Uncle Quan, "Grandpa Quan, please help me get some writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

Uncle Quan trotted into the house to get it: "Hey, I'll get it right away."

Xiao Caoer spread the instruction manual on the table.

"Come, let me read it to you." Xiao Caoer said to everyone. Everyone sat up straight and prepared to listen carefully.

then,

Xiao Cao'er couldn't see the words on the instruction manual clearly.

The words on the instruction manual are so small that it’s hard to read it while holding it in your hand. Why do you want to put it on the table to read it? What are you thinking?

It’s such a small piece of paper, and the content on it is so complete, how big can the words be?

For a long time, no one heard any sound. They only saw Xiao Caoer smile awkwardly, then picked up the instruction manual and said, "Brother, I'll read it and you write it. We'll talk later."

Xiao Caoer read the instructions and wrote a whole stack of pages.

Yes, a stack of papers.

The main problem was that the words on the instructions were too small, and they said that I had to copy down everything written there word for word.

Still two prescriptions, but you have to write a stack of paper. Or three people take turns to write

Mr. Zheng looked at the freshly prepared prescription, which did not actually include the dosage of medicinal materials. For a moment, he did not know what to do.