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Chapter 164 Seed

After the family members paid homage to the Buddha and offered incense, Daiyu no longer held Jia Qiang in company. With Li Jing protecting her, she went to visit the Buddhist temple with Aunt Mei and other girls.

No one was seen in the Buddhist temple for a long time. Coupled with Li Jing's skills, no three or five people could be rivals. Jia Qiang felt relieved and went to talk about business with the great monk Fa Shan.

On the mountain behind Tianning Temple, a row of inconspicuous stone houses are located at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by dense trees.

The two young novices first ran to the two tiled houses on both sides. Just as Jia Qiang was wondering, they saw eight strong monks walking out of the tiled houses on both sides.

The great monk Fashan said to Jia Qiang: "Donor, it's not because this temple is stingy with precious medicines and refuses to help the world. Donor, please look..."

After saying that, he nodded with the two young monks. The monk took out the key and opened a stone house, revealing an empty room.

However, another monk held a torch, brought a shovel and other objects, and under Fashan's instructions, started digging in the stone house.

After a stick of incense came out, the great monk Fa Shan led Jia Qiang and said, "Donor, please take a look."

Jia Qiang saw it and walked forward. Before he could enter the door, he smelled a musty smell. He frowned and looked inside under the firelight. He saw that the floor of the stone house had been dug up, revealing a sealed hole below.

The big tank.

One of them was opened, and a pungent smell emanated from the dark mouth of the jar...

The great monk Fashan said slowly: "Donor, please see, what is placed in this vat is mustard greens. They are exposed to the sun and dew at night to make them become moldy and grow green moldy hairs, which are three to four inches long. Then the vat is placed.

Seal it and bury it in the soil, and then you have to wait ten years before you can open the vat again. After ten years, the mustard greens in this vat will be completely transformed into a potion, just like the one in front of you.

Braised mustard with old mustard is the treasure medicine of this temple.

In fact, this medicine is not exclusive to Bisi. The predecessors recorded in "Supplements to the Gangmu": "The method of making mustard stew is to store the mustard stew in an urn and bury it in a place where people pass by. Take it for three to five years... It can relieve phlegm and clear away heat."

, cure cough, treat lung abscess, asthma and swelling, use old mustard greens like spring water, slowly sip it. It is also recorded in "Compendium of Materia Medica": "To treat lung abscess, vomiting pus and blood, cough, and swollen face. Aged mustard greens can be stewed for a long time."

For those buried in the ground, take ten spoons a day, stew it in warm soup and drink it. The reason why it has not become popular in the world is that it takes too long to make this medicine. As for the prescription, it is not difficult to find. "

Hearing this, Jia Qiang looked at the big vat that exuded a musty smell, nodded and said: "Ordinary people's families would never do this. Rich families may have the ability to do this, but because of the taboos, most of them don't do this.

. They won’t do it in drug stores, because it takes too long and they can’t make a lot of money. Tianning Temple is able to do this because it’s really out of compassion.”

"Amitabha!"

Dharma Shan recited the Buddha's words: "I, the Buddha, have compassion in mind!"

Jia Qiang pondered for a while and then said slowly: "Master, the "Book of Changes" says: If you are poor, you will change, if you change, you will be general, and if you are general, you will be long-term. This old mustard stew is a good medicine. Why doesn't Tianning Temple invite famous experts to develop and study the pharmacology together?

Improve the prescription? If you are worried about the lack of money, you don’t have to. I can provide financial support for this. If the preparation time can be shortened and the efficacy of the medicine can be improved, once it is popularized, it can really benefit the world. By then, the name of Tianning Temple will be

, will surely shock the universe and will be remembered for generations to come.”

It's a pity that he didn't study pharmacy in his previous life. Otherwise, if he could make "penicillin" in advance, in this world that has not yet been poisoned by the proliferation of antibiotics, "penicillin" can almost be called a miracle drug that can cure all diseases.

Although Jia Qiang has been exercising every day since she came to this world, she has never been lazy for a day.

But who knows which day I will have a headache and a fever?

If we can really refine this old mustard stew, it will be more reliable, and it can be considered as a precaution against unexpected events.

And although he has no ambition to understand the world, if he can do something beneficial to all people, he will not hesitate to do it.



When we left Tianning Temple, it was getting late.

The sky is full of stars twinkling, and the moon is cold and cold.

As November enters, even Yangzhou begins to cool down.

In ten days at most, winter will begin directly.

Although winter in the south of the Yangtze River is not as snowy as in the north, it is cold and humid, making it even more unbearable.

The mink fur cloak can protect against the fierce north wind, but it cannot protect against the cool breeze by the river...

Jia Qiang wondered if she could find someone to take out the boiler while it was still cold.

He couldn't handle electric boilers that burned natural gas or electricity, but the primitive dyehouse boilers that burned coal and boiled water to iron cloth were not a big problem.

Let’s go back and draw the drawings first, and then find some experienced craftsmen to start working on it!

After making up her mind, Jia Qiang rode on horseback, carrying an iron head, a pillar and a team of saltmen, and escorted the troika straight to Nancheng Church.

"Jia!!"

In front of a Gothic church, Vivian waved her hands cheerfully, lifted up her skirt and ran over.

Behind her was a Western girl who was younger than her and looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. However, she seemed to be much shyer than Vivian and was a little hesitant to come closer.

Jia Qiang turned over and dismounted. No one was allowed to give him a warm hug and salute from Vivian. She cupped her hands and said with a smile: "Why don't you go to the Yanyuan Yamen these days?"

Vivian looked at him resentfully and said, "You didn't say that!"

Jia Qiang asked curiously: "Did I ever say that you are not allowed to come to Yanyuan Yamen?"

Vivian said: "You said that your Imperial Court of Yan State wanted to inspect the church, so these days, I have been helping Uncle George drive all those people away, telling them that if they don't leave, they will be torn apart like Jinmen."

Feed the dog!"

Jia Qiang was speechless and said, "Did they do something as unscrupulous as those bastards in Jinmen Church?"

Vivian shrugged and said, "I don't know about that..." After that, she faced Daiyu, who was surrounded by her mother-in-law and maids, and opened her hands to welcome, "Dear Miss Hairtail... Oh no, dear

Gu Liang, I really miss you so much!"

This style of work actually frightened Aunt Mei.

Daiyu smiled and scolded: "You foreign woman, you are still like this!"

She was also happy to meet old friends.

After briefly telling Aunt Mei about Vivian, she heard Vivian say: "You Dayan women can't see men outside, so my uncle George can't come out to see you, but my cousin Catherine is here, and I will do it today."

She and I will take you to see our church."

Jia Qiang glanced at Catherine from the side and said to Daiyu: "Aunt Lin, you and Vivian go in and take a look at this Western scene. I'll go talk to Father George about something. It won't take long, half an hour at most.

go home."

Daiyu responded, and after Jia Qiang nodded with Li Jing, Vivian suddenly said: "Katherine, take Jia to see Uncle George."

Catherine was obviously startled, and her face suddenly turned red under the light.

Vivian added: "If you don't dare to go, then let me go instead!"

Everyone: "..."

Jia Qiang said angrily: "No need, just tell me where he is. I still don't recognize Tao?"

Vivian said disappointedly: "Okay then."



"Mr. Jia, nice to see you again!"

In the side hall of the church, Jia Qiang saw the Western commander forcing Father George.

After being led into the study, George served him a hot black tea. Jia Qiang took a sip and looked around. When she saw the rough nautical chart hanging on the wall, she was startled.

When George saw this, he smiled and didn't take it seriously.

He has been in Dayan for nearly twenty years and has never heard of Yan people being interested in the overseas world.

Seeing Jia Qiang's curiosity, he stood by the sea map and explained: "Master Jia, look, this is Luzon, this is Annan, this is Siam, this is the Kingdom of Vientiane, this is the Kingdom of Qianxiang...

…And this is my hometown of Portugal.”

Jia Qiang compared this simple sea map with the high school geography map she had learned in her previous life, and then said slowly: "In other words, most of the cinchona tree estates planted by Westerners are in Qianxiang Country?"

George shrugged and said: "Jia, it is true that most of the Cinchona Tree Manor is in Qianxiang Country, but if you want the seeds of the Cinchona Tree, this... is really difficult. And..."

Before he could finish his words, Jia Qiang waved her hand and said: "George, for one cinchona tree seed, I will give you ten taels of silver! For one hundred cinchona tree seeds, I will give you one thousand taels of silver! One thousand, I will

I’ll give you ten thousand taels of silver, cash!”

When George heard this, his green eyes almost turned red, and his breathing became rapid. However, he still shook his head with difficulty and said: "The Andela family does not have much power in the Qianxiang Kingdom. It is difficult to buy too much."

many."

Jia Qiang immediately said: "As many as you want! And, Father George, this is just our first business. Next, we will have more and bigger business to do. As long as we cooperate, you can get

Continuous wealth. You can use this wealth to run your family, buy manors, slaves, fleets, and even titles. You will create a great family, a family that can be passed down for thousands of years. You can

Spread the gospel of God, you can build big ships, and you can do whatever you want! As long as you cooperate with me."

Hearing this, George stared at Jia Qiang, took a deep breath and said: "Jia, in the southernmost part of the Yan Kingdom, there are many Portuguese people, and the Franji people are cooperating with the Yan people. What they can't do can be done by relying on their strength."

What do you think we can do?”

Jia Qiang smiled and said: "Mr. Priest, have you ever seen anyone from Yan like me in the twenty years you have been in Dayan?"

George looked solemn, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "You are the most knowledgeable person about the West from Yan I have ever seen, but so what?"

Jia Qiang smiled again and said: "Since I know the West best, I also know what Westerners like best. I am proficient in dyeing and weaving, and I have the most exquisite silk and satin dyeing recipes in the world. I also know that what Westerners like is what they like.

How to burn porcelain... These two alone are enough to make us rich. Of course, these things must be done step by step, and we must find like-minded people, especially in shipping. Father George, I will not talk in vain

When I tell you this, I have to let you see the real thing before we can continue to talk about cooperation. But there is a prerequisite, and that is the seeds of the cinchona tree!"

The malaria in Nan Province is far more harmful than the one in Jia Qiang's previous life.

Not to mention the Yunnan-Guizhou region in the southwest, malaria outbreaks often occur in Guangdong, Guangxi, Henan, Anhui, and the two lakes.

In one outbreak, tens of thousands of people died...

If it really works, just with this medicine, Jia Qiang can turn half of Jiangnan into an iron barrel!
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