Chapter 18 The Charm of the Inheritance of Chinese Arts
Under the sun, Cheng Ling looked at the little thistle in his hand, with a surprised smile on his face.
Cheng Dani asked doubtfully: "Brother Ling, isn't this a cicada? Why do you call it Xiaoji?"
Yes, thistle is also called thorn, and it is common for locals who don’t know its true identity to eat it as a wild vegetable.
Cheng Ling didn't expect to find Xiaoji on this mountain. In other words, she traveled through the world in such a hurry. After coming to this world, she was either running away or fighting, so she failed to remember that the mountain next to her should also be a natural mountain.
medicinal material resource library.
Since there can be thistles on the mountain, there must also be other medicinal materials. Look carefully for these are important survival resources.
Cheng Ling said with joy: "Sister, thistle is a small thistle. When the small thistle is crushed, it is a good medicine to stop bleeding. It can cure sores, bleeding, vomiting, and bloody diarrhea. Look around quickly. If you find any small ones,
If you want thistles, pick them all."
Thanks to the fact that Mu Sanniang kept a lot of Grandpa Mu's notes, the original owner was taught by Grandpa Mu when he was a child. So it's not surprising that Cheng Ling knew how to identify medicines in the mountains.
Mu Sanniang actually knew a little bit about medical skills, but she mainly knew how to deliver babies. She had some folk remedies and could see a simple cold cough, but she was a bit sparse in recognizing medicines.
This is not to say that Mu Sanniang does not strive to make progress and is too lazy to learn. The main reason is that there are too many trivial matters in daily life.
As a widow, she had to raise three children, and she could not relax from her work in the fields. From time to time, she had to travel far and wide to deliver babies, earn money for activities, and do various housework.
Where can I find free time to learn and make progress?
Even if you learn something as a child, it will be wasted when you are delayed by various things in life when you grow up, and if you don't use it for a long time.
Now that Cheng Ling could open his mouth and recognize Xiaoji, Mu Sanniang immediately looked at her with a look of relief that said, "My son has just grown up."
While she was busy with her life, the child inadvertently grew up right under her nose. This was really gratifying but also unavoidable.
Mu Sanniang immediately said: "Brother Ling, there is another medicine, which is actually very effective in stopping bleeding, and we can get it now!"
Cheng Erni immediately answered: "Aniang, what is it?"
This time, before Mu Sanniang could answer, Cheng Dani suddenly said: "Aniang, it's ashes, right?"
Ashes?
plant ash?
Cheng Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and then Mu Sanniang said happily: "Yes, let's cut some hair, burn some ashes, and store them. We might need them on the road."
Then he said to Cheng Ling: "Brother Ling, don't look at it just as a simple burnt hair. I have been delivering babies for so many years. Whenever I encounter a woman who has bleeding, as long as she is not the kind who can't sit still, she will have burns."
Eating ashes can stop bleeding!"
Cheng Lingtong suddenly understood that the ashes Mu Sanniang mentioned were actually the remains of blood and charcoal!
"Compendium of Materia Medica" records: the hair is caused by excess blood, so the Fang family calls hair due to excess blood.
The traditional Chinese medicine is processed and carbonized to enhance the hemostatic effect.
Cheng Ling is an orthodox traditional Chinese martial arts inheritor. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and also studied Chinese medicine theory. He also has a deep understanding of various traditional Chinese studies.
This is because traditional Chinese martial arts attaches great importance to cultivating one's energy and cultivating one's state of mind. To learn Chinese martial arts, one must not only practice martial arts first, but also must have a certain understanding of various aspects of culture such as medicine, Confucianism, and Taoism.
Tai Chi refining qi is even more so.
If you don't study, you can't even practice martial arts!
For example, what are the two qi of yin and yang, what is the unity of inside and outside, what is the growth of the five elements, what are the orthodox meridians and strange meridians, etc.
People who cannot read it thoroughly or understand it can at most just work hard and practice some tricks and techniques, but it is simply impossible to reach the level of true teaching.
It’s just called a martial artist, this is not a national martial art!
But Cheng Ling, who has learned the true knowledge of Chinese martial arts, must be an excellent student in this aspect.
Her medical skills were not to be said to be very powerful, but she lacked practice after all, but in terms of theory, including the memorization of various classics, she was undoubtedly very good.
Mu Sanniang only said that the residual blood charcoal can treat women's metrorrhagia, but Cheng Ling knew that the residual blood charcoal can actually treat dysuria, bloody stranguria, bloody dysentery and other diseases. Moreover, in addition to being taken orally, it can also be made into an ointment.
Clothes.
In fact, the burning of ash that Mu Sanniang mentioned is only a primary method of preparing blood charcoal. The truly excellent method of processing should be the pot-burning method.
It's just that it's difficult to achieve the current conditions, so Cheng Ling didn't mention it.
She only said: "Mom, let's cut off some hair and burn the ashes. Some of it will be given to Brother Shi, and some of it will be kept as a backup medicine."
Hearing Cheng Ling's words, Hong Guangyi, who had been busy working beside him, suddenly raised his head and said: "Cheng Langjun, cut the villain's hair! The villain is not afraid of cutting his hair."
But the tone was very generous, quite implying that a great sacrifice had been made.
Cheng Ling:...?
At this moment, a question slowly popped up in Cheng Ling's mind.
But after a while, she figured it out on her own.
The ancients paid great attention to the body's hair and skin, and usually did not cut off their hair.
Cutting your hair is no simple matter.
This really requires determination and generosity, and it can be regarded as an extremely important sacrifice.
Cheng Ling couldn't quite empathize, but she didn't reject Hong Guangyi's "generosity", nor did she say anything like, "I'm not afraid of cutting my hair, just cut mine."
Since Hong Guangyi wants to contribute to his brother, let him contribute.
At this time, after Hong Guangyi's pile-up, six simple stone stoves had been built in a row on the flat land beside the stream.
Cheng Dani and Cheng Erni did not forget to continue collecting thistles from the surrounding area while everyone was talking. Cheng Ling had already picked out the thistles that had been mixed in the pile of wild vegetables.
Cheng Ling used a somewhat damaged backpack to bring these small thistles to the stream, and washed them with water from a clay pot.
In short, everyone kept working on their hands, and then Cheng Ling said: "Brother Hong doesn't have to shave off all his hair. Just cut off five or six inches, and you can also burn some hair charcoal."
Hong Guangyi can do this himself.
I saw Hong Guangyi unwrapping his oily and dirty hair bun. After letting his hair down, my dear, it was all knotted into knots and couldn't be pulled out smoothly. It looked so good... Tsk!
At that time, Cheng Ling couldn't bear to look at her and tilted her head. She could only think to herself: Fortunately, the charcoal burned into this hair was not meant for her to eat.
She felt a little nervous subconsciously, and felt a sense of nausea welling up in her heart.
Then, with this tilt of the head, Cheng Ling's eyes fell on the water, and her reflection was clearly reflected on the water.
Cheng Ling:......
Oh my god, who is the beggar in this water?
This messy bun, this messy face, this image that can stink even in the wind...
Chapter completed!