Chapter 20: Aye

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After these things, Yan Yan psychologically and Xing Niang and late green relatives a lot, and get along very well.
The next day, Xing Niang and the late green began to cut clothes, while Yan Yan went to Wu Xiu and went to practice medicine there.
Wu Xiu and the two pieces of clothing that received Yan Yan, a face like a chrysanthemum, the pleats became deeper. However, it is true that Yan Yan is really a singer, although the professor's medical physique Yan Yan knows, but also makes a serious teaching.
It is the weakness of Yan Yan to rely on the pulse to distinguish the disease. Therefore, once Professor Wu Xiuhe came to this knowledge, she got up very well. Even when she was a doctor, she took it out.
Wu Xiuhe also noticed that Yan Yan was very interested in this aspect, and he focused on the pulse.
After the medical treatment in the morning, after using lunch, Yan Yan began to study the extraction of penicillin, but also had to find a way to make a syringe, otherwise even if the penicillin was extracted, it would be in vain to allow it to be incorporated into the blood.
The syringe is not difficult to make. Many people think that the glass system of ancient Egypt was relatively early. As everyone knows, China already had glass in the Western Zhou Dynasty. It has produced colorless glass more than 1,000 years ago, but it was only in the Song Dynasty. As a commercial sale, the Tang Dynasty must have glass, even if there is no glass, it can be replaced by ceramics.
Just a moment where someone can make such a thin needle?
Yan Yan’s mind was thinking indiscriminately, and all the food, peels, etc. in the house, all the things that might be green mold were piled up together and placed in a place where moisture is prone to mildew.
Then, distilled water and culture solution were started.
Yan Yan sighed, never cares about it before, treating a disease actually needs to make so many by-products, she now deeply feels that twenty-two is really cheap.
Xing Niang and the late-green sitting in the porch sewing clothes, watching Yan Yan like a mouse, hiding the collected food, and then holding the bottle and cans, and then sighing again, the two can not help but worry Look at each other.
"What happened to her mother?" After all, the late green did not hold back, and asked Xing Niang to whisper.
Xing Niang Mohan took the newly sewed hem and guessed: "About... the medicine that the said is very difficult to match."
Late green hesitated, suddenly remembered something, a shot on the forehead: "I learned a thing in the city yesterday, the original mother said it is coming back to discuss with you, the result did not mention, I will forget."
"What?" Xing Niang stopped and asked.
Late Greenway: "I heard that in the city yesterday, Lang Jun said to the mother, Qin Shilang!"
Qin Silang? Xing Niang felt a little familiar, and suddenly thought that last night, Green said that in the 妓馆, I heard that Qin Silang’s murder was happening. When the eyebrows were vertical, I knocked my green head with my hand. "So big, you How can I say it now! You can’t tell the difference?

Late green squinted at the head, said: "Niang has never been in my heart, I forgot it when I was happy."
"You are the master servant... Hey!" Xing Niang sighed heavily. "I still understand the matter, and the daring is still so worrying! The female family, the most important thing is to marry and have children. Parenting, what else can be heavier than this! You talk to me, what about Qinshiro?"
"My mother and I met him in the wine cellar. It was a pretty good-natured, but my temper was a little violent. I accidentally bumped him, and I couldn’t help but slap me!" When it comes to this, the green heart is in the fire, only However, people are noble, and their own mother is in this situation. Her little servant is a big temper and can only endure.
Looking at Xing Niang’s suddenly whitened face, the late green followed up:
Just after the nobles of the Yalan meeting appeared, he gave the mother some face, and came to apologize solemnly, saying that it was not recent. Shun, some irritability, so I missed my hand."
After listening to this, Xing Niang’s face was slightly better.
Even if this is the case, Qin Silang’s sexual fear is not very good. If it really becomes a pro, hehe...

In Xing Niang's view, Qin Silang is the singer of Qin Shangzuo, and the Qin family is not a small clan. It is a good birth. Even though it is ridiculous, Qin Shangzuo can always protect him. If his temper is not good, hey. It’s definitely a matter of getting married in the past.
"Seeing the meaning of the mother, I am very dissatisfied with Qin Silang. You said that the mother is now looking like this, will it be troubled?" Late Green finally put the words on the subject.
Xing Niang looked at Yan Yan, and at the moment, Yan Yanzheng frowned at the red mud stove and threw his head into the pot. The hair is combed and playful, and because of the slightly better food in recent days, the two baby meats of the flesh are the innocent look of the fifteen or six-year-old girl.
Yan Yan Momo also thought that she had a poker face for many years, and now she is cute. At the moment, she is concentrating on cooking the steamed bread soup. The soup made from taro and rice can be used as a solution for penicillin medium. After that, I have to make distilled water... These things that are readily available in modern times are now made in such a primitive way, and I am not used to it.
Yan Yan frowned, and filtered the useful information in her mind. Thinking about it, the muddy scorpion appeared in front of her eyes, and it was muddy... Yes! Different from other platforms, Chengmu is made from mud and then burned! Since that sangchen can make a complex muddy process, you should also know some methods of firing ceramics.
Time is tight, Yan Yan directly gave up the search for glass, and switched to ceramic firing syringes. Glass is not a popular process in Datang. If you find someone who will make glass, it is estimated that several people are making it. A bone is gone.
"A Yan." A man’s voice screamed.
Yan Yan slightly stunned and looked up at the door.
On the path of grass and trees, a middle-aged man in a wide-sleeved Chinese costume is watching her quietly. The man is about forty years old, his face is white and long, and the neat beauty is gentle and windy.
Aye, the message of this person emerged in Yan Yan’s mind. It turned out that her current father's scandal, with such a cognition, Yan Yan could not help but carefully look at the middle-aged beautiful man.
Instead, Xing Niang and the late green first reacted and hurried down from the gallery, wearing shoes and welcoming them, "Lang Jun!"
"A Yan, don't you know your father?" After the scandal saw the face of Yan Yan, the excited voice shook. He did not think that the little girl who was so sick and thin two years ago is now so beautiful!
Yan Yan looked at the water in the pot and boiled. He quickly took the pot down and owed it to the rumor. "Aye."
Gossip saw her skilled end-pot action, and burned up in anger. His niece, even this kind of thing was done so well, and now the cold voice to Xing Niang: "A good slave, how to make Seventeen mothers do this kind of work! Raise you to keep it up!?"
"Lang Jun..." Late Green was eager to explain, but was caught by Xing Niang.
Although Xing Niang’s face was calm, tears could not stop falling, and the trembling voice:
Mother’s suffering, and this is not the case. If it’s not Wu’s doctor’s directness, the old slaves may have starved to death. Here!"
The evening green is also followed by tears. "Lang Jun, I have to send my mother to Taoist Temple. My mother has recovered and I don't need to be fostered!"
Looking at the scandal, a white face turned from black to black, and Yan Yan licked her lips and held back her smile. Xing Niang and the evening green looked kind and honest on weekdays. Who could think of this singing and the match was actually hitting the relay room? A trip.
"A Yan, what they said is the truth?" Gossip went to Yan Yan a few steps, seeing that she was still wearing clothes two years ago, and could not help but believe a few points.
In fact, the successor to the room was just that he had never sent money for a long time. Yan Yan had to change the old clothes because he wanted to make penicillin, so he was afraid of soiling the clothes. Even after a few days, the scandals were all the same. Scenes.
Yan Yan thought that there was still a lot of things bought in her house yesterday. I was afraid that I couldn’t tell, and said: "Why should Ahye ask? You are going back to question, I am afraid that no one will admit it. It is better to go back and check it privately. When you look at this time, you can have money to dial over? The next one is not easy to say."
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