Chapter 97 Copying Ancient Books and Picking Tea Leaves
Late at night, Jiang Yunhai was keeping his eyes open and feeling the changes in himself. After eating a raspberry during the day, he felt that his palms, palms and soles had stopped sweating at night.
I was so excited in my heart. The effect was really great. I had never taken traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine prescribed by the hospital in the past, but I had never seen such a quick effect.
Hey, what's the sound?
Suddenly, a scream caught Jiang Yunhai's attention, and he quickly listened.
"Xiutao, did you hear anything?"
Jiang Yunhai sat up, pushed Li Xiutao next to him and asked.
"What is the sound? If you are suspicious, go to sleep."
Li Xiutao said impatiently.
Could it be that I really heard it wrong?
Jiang Yunhai was a little confused.
But now there seemed to be no sound. Jiang Yunhai shook his head. Maybe he had tinnitus again?
It seems a little weak! I hope Xiao Che’s wild strawberry matures soon.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yunhai couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He slowly slid down, closed his eyes and fell asleep with a smile.
…
In the space, Jiang Che stood up straight and hit his lumbar spine.
After working for several hours, I finally got enough raspberries to be pollinated.
This is really cumbersome and not very efficient.
It seems that I have to take some time to go into the mountains to find a bee nest and let the bees take over the pollination work.
"Brother, you've finished your work. Why did the singer suddenly stop?"
At this time, Wuyou's voice sounded, and Jiang Che smiled. Can he sing without stopping for several hours?
"It's okay, Wuyou. This singing instrument is out of battery. Please wait until my brother takes it out and recharges it before bringing it back to you."
"Oh, okay." Wuyou agreed somewhat depressedly.
It's really disappointing. I was just happy to hear it, but then it disappeared.
"Brother, are you free now? Why don't you tell me about the outside world!"
Wuyou said very excitedly.
Jiang Che smiled and nodded. Wuyou was really just like a child of a few years old, full of curiosity about the world.
"Of course it's no problem. Brother, I'll tell you while I'm doing the work."
Jiang Che came to the desk. The ginseng seeds and flower seeds soaked in the two basins on the desk were white and plump, and the buds had broken out of their shells.
"Okay, okay, brother, please tell me quickly. Xiaocha's memory only contains memories from a long time ago, which are definitely different from the current ones."
Wuyou is very interested. After so many years, what kind of changes have taken place in the outside world?
Now she is too weak and cannot sense the information of the outside world on a large scale. She can only sense a little bit when she encounters treasures that are helpful to her at close range.
"The world outside now is indeed completely different from the era when Xiao Cha lived. Everything about food, clothing, housing and transportation has undergone earth-shaking changes..."
While Jiang Che fished out the ginseng seeds and flower seeds and drained the spiritual water, he told Wuyou bit by bit some interesting things about modern society.
It gives a rough introduction in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Jiang Che unexpectedly discovered that Wuyou seemed to be particularly interested in food. Whenever he talked about some delicious food, Wuyou would always interject a few words and ask about the texture and whether it was delicious.
Jiang Che also felt very sorry for the little guy. In this form, she might not be able to taste delicious food in this life, right?
Jiang Che picked out some shriveled and dead bad seeds from the seeds, and then found an open space.
As soon as his thoughts moved, countless holes appeared on the ground, and Jiang Che planted the ginseng seeds one by one.
As for these unknown flower seeds, I wasn't that particular, so I found an open space on the edge of the ginseng field and scattered them casually.
As for what kind of flowers will bloom in the future, it depends on their fate.
Anyway, there is spiritual water in the space and there is such fertile land, so there is no need to worry about these flower seeds dying.
"Okay, Wuyou, the society outside is changing every day, so let me tell you these things, brother. I will tell you the next time I have the chance."
"Brother has a very important thing to do now, and he has to concentrate on it. Can you play with the little turtle first?"
Jiang Che said gently.
"Oh, okay, brother, if you have something to do, just do your work first." Wuyou said obediently.
"Well, Wuyou is so good." Jiang Che praised little Wuyou.
Then I went back to my desk, cleaned up the clutter, and took out a notebook.
Jiang Che thought of the scene he saw in Xiaocha's memory fragment last time. The ancient tea-making technology recorded by that ancient man was a very precious cultural heritage.
Jiang Che thought that it would be better to copy it down as soon as possible while his memory was still clear.
Opening the notebook, Jiang Che took a deep breath, got rid of distracting thoughts and began to recall the scene he saw that time.
Soon the memory fragments came to mind again, and the energy words written by the ancients were clearly visible.
However, all the words written on it were in traditional Chinese characters, and Jiang Che couldn't even guess 10% of them.
I had no choice but to copy out all these words, and wait until tomorrow to go out and ask three old men if they recognize them.
By the time Jiang Che finished transcribing everything, about two hours had passed.
There wasn't much writing, but Jiang Che struggled to write the traditional Chinese characters he didn't know, and he was afraid of writing them wrong, so he wasted a lot of time.
After closing the notebook, all the ancient tea-making techniques have been recorded.
Now that we have the method to make tea, the next step is the tea leaves.
Jiang Che's eyes fell on Xiaocha not far away, and he might have to pick a few leaves from it this time.
I am really curious about the taste of tea brewed from the leaves of Xiaocha, a spiritual plant born for tea.
Wuyou was still teasing the little snake turtle at the edge of the pond.
The Snake Turtle living in the space can be regarded as a big bargain. He can drink the spiritual water as much as he wants, and his body shape has grown a lot.
Its IQ has increased a lot. Although there are no snakes, insects, rats, and ants that it likes to eat in the space, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. can still fill its stomach.
However, Jiang Che still thought that he would take some time to breed some small fish and shrimps in the space as a food reserve.
Otherwise, the snake turtle may become malnourished if it keeps eating vegetarian food.
"Wuyou, brother, I want to ask you something. I think it will be okay if I pick some small tea leaves?"
"It's okay. Xiaocha's leaves are originally made for making tea. Brother, you don't have to worry about Xiaocha being angry."
Wuyou immediately explained.
Jiang Che smiled and nodded, what a generous tea tree!
When we arrived under the canopy of the small tea tree, a distant scent of tea immediately hit our nostrils.
This tastes so good even before brewing. I really don’t know how it will taste when made into tea.
Thinking of Jiang Che, he started to pick up the young leaves on the tops of the small tea trees with tools. Each of these leaves was slightly fleshy and green. Jiang Che was careful when picking them.
In order to avoid scratching the leaves with my nails, I pinched them with my fingertips and picked them off.
The wooden box in his hand was quickly filled, and Jiang Che could vaguely feel Xiaocha's joyful mood.
It seems that what Wuyou said is true, Xiaocha was born for tea.