Chapter 354

Zhang Xiaohua returned the innkeeper's brush, ink, and other items and went to the pharmacy in high spirits to get some medicine. Little did she know that she had already given herself away in front of the innkeeper.

Although the sky had darkened and smoke was rising from all over the place, many shops were still lit up and open to welcome customers. The pharmacy was also open, so Zhang Xiaohua naturally did not go to the pharmacy she had visited earlier. She just went to a random pharmacy. The shop assistant was not very busy. When he picked up the prescription that Zhang Xiaohua handed over, he only frowned slightly but did not seem surprised at all. In this town, although there were people who came to get medicine with a neat prescription written by a doctor, most of them were like Zhang Xiaohua, who hired someone else or copied other people's prescriptions to get medicine. Zhang Xiaohua's crab-like handwriting could only help the shop assistant gain some experience and did not do anything else.

Zhang Xiaohua took the medicine brewed by the shop assistant and paid for it. She casually threw her "calligraphy" into the trash in the shop. At this moment, Nie Qianyu explained to the confused Little Orange with a smile, "Little Orange, blame me for teaching you to pay more attention to details. You should know that details determine success or failure. Didn't you see that Ren Xiaoyao kept saying that he had only learned the Three Character Classic for three months? But he didn't know that it was his handwriting that gave him away!"

"Is that so?

Miss, I think his handwriting is really not good. Even if he copied your handwriting, it was extremely ugly. Could you tell that he was faking it? "

"No, those words are his true level of handwriting. But it's precisely because he didn't fake it that I could tell."

"Aiyo, Miss, don't keep me in suspense. Where are the flaws? Tell me quickly!"

Nie Qianyu was still unhurried as she said, "Do you still remember what my father said when he evaluated the calligraphy of famous masters?"

Little Orange thought for a moment and said, "In my impression, it's nothing more than that. The words are just like the person, round and smooth."

"Pfft!" Nie Qianyu couldn't help but laugh out loud. She mocked, "Round and smooth, and even plump and charming."

Little Orange begged, "What do you think?"

"When Father praises people, he usually says that it's thick and thin, dense and natural, simple and clumsy or delicate, square or round and soft, reserved or ostentatious. The strokes of the brush are like floating clouds, swift and fierce like a dragon, strong and round, powerful and powerful, and so on."

Little Orange still didn't understand. She looked at her mistress and said, "Could it be that Ren Xiaoyao's writing skills have so many advantages?

Why can't I tell? "

"Bah!" Nie Qianyu spat at Little Orange and said, "How can his handwriting have so many merits? It's just one spot."

"Eh?" Little Orange asked curiously, "That crab handwriting has a great advantage?"

"Yeah," Nie Qianyu said thoughtfully. "Strong and powerful. The force of his strokes penetrates the bottom of the paper.

I heard from my father that most of the people in Jianghu are uneducated. They don't practice calligraphy, but when they write, they often inadvertently use their inner strength. Even a real calligrapher can't compare with them. Do you think Ren Xiaoyao is like that? "

He couldn't help but praise Nie Qianyu. She was really an expert at such a young age.

Although Zhang Xiaohua was enlightened by "Shuo Wen Jie Zi" and read countless books about herbs in a short period of time, practicing calligraphy was the most important thing. He didn't have time to practice calligraphy. He didn't even know the strokes of most words, let alone study calligraphy. Of course, his handwriting was extremely ugly.

But after all, his body was full of genuine Qi. Moreover, he had just seen a trace of heaven's way. The path of calligraphy was just a trivial skill. Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how to write, but every stroke of his contained endless inner strength and a trace of heaven's way. Although Nie Qianyu was talented and understood the force of Zhang Xiaohua's strokes, she was not a master. She didn't see the natural charm of his calligraphy.

But even this simple recognition was enough to confirm Nie Qianyu's thought: This guy must be a martial arts master.

But then, another question popped up: How old is this young man?

Because according to Nie Qianyu's limited experience, a master of Jianghu who could write with such force must have been immersed in the inner strength for decades. Only when the inner strength was used to a certain extent could one understand all the other things. Only then could one apply the inner strength to the performance of calligraphy. Generally, a master of Jianghu who was much older than Zhang Xiaohua might not be able to write with such force.

Nie Qianyu was still thinking about this question when Zhang Xiaohua came back with the medicine.

Zhang Xiaohua entered the room and took out the medicine that was still warm. She said, "Miss Nie, this medicine is still warm. Can it be used?

If not, I'll heat it up in the kitchen. "

Nie Qianyu looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a smile and said, "It's okay. This medicine is warm."

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua noticed that Nie Qianyu and Little Orange were looking at her strangely. She couldn't help but raise her guard and said, "Well, that's good."

After that, she handed the medicine to Little Orange and was about to leave.

Nie Qianyu wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. She shouted, "Ren Xiaoyao, wait a moment. I have something to ask you."

"Oh, what is it, Miss Nie? Please tell me," Zhang Xiaohua asked carefully.

Little Orange looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a complicated expression and said, "Wait a moment. I'll help Miss Nie finish the medicine first."

Little Orange's expression made Zhang Xiaohua even more uneasy. She couldn't help but step back and stand with her hands behind her back.

After Nie Qianyu finished the medicine, she stared at Zhang Xiaohua for a long time. Zhang Xiaohua stood there, feeling like a fish being stared at by two female cats. She felt a little creepy and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Nie, what's the matter?

If you have something to ask, please tell me quickly. I've been tired all day and need to rest quickly. "

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's evasive tone, Nie Qianyu became more nervous. She asked with a smile, "Ren Xiaoyao, where's the prescription you just transcribed?"

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and thought for a moment. He didn't know what was so special about the prescription he wrote, so he said, "When I came out of the pharmacy, I just threw it away. Does Miss still want to use that prescription?

Oh, right. Do you still need to take the medicine tomorrow morning?

I forgot. "

Little Orange rebuked, "Miss Nie wrote the prescription. She doesn't need to take a second dose. This bowl of medicine is enough."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua's heart skipped a beat. She asked tentatively, "So Miss Nie's medical skills are very good?"

Nie Qianyu waved her uninjured left hand and said, "Little Orange, you're flattering me. Although I know a little about medical skills, I can only treat minor diseases. My current condition is caused by anxiety and a little injury on my wrist. It's really minor. Of course, it can be cured with some medicine. If it's something else, I can't guarantee."

"Oh, I see." Zhang Xiaohua felt a little regretful.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua like this, Nie Qianyu asked curiously, "Could it be that your family members are sick and need a miracle doctor?"

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and told her about Ji Xiaohua's mother's illness. Of course, he ignored the details of his encounter with Ji Xiaohua and only told her about a neighbor.

Nie Qianyu listened and said with a smile, "According to your description, it's just a simple case of tuberculosis. It's very simple. It's just that the family has been poor for a long time and didn't receive timely treatment. The ordinary doctors in town can cure it. If you're still worried, I can write a prescription for you. You can take the medicine and recuperate for ten days to half a month. You should get better. However, it's been a long time and it's difficult to fully recover."

Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed to hear this. Just as he was about to ask her for a prescription, he heard that ordinary doctors could also cure it. He thought about the money he had left for Ji Xiaohua and figured it should be enough. He smiled and said, "Since Miss Nie says so, let them go to the medical hall for treatment. I thought it was some serious illness."

Nie Qianyu was a little disappointed when she heard this. She said, "However, this is just your description. The way to cure a disease still lies in looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse. Everything has to be carefully examined. If it's convenient or on the way, I'll go and have a look."

Zhang Xiaohua was not willing to let her know the details. He only said, "That's too much trouble for Miss Nie. You haven't recovered yet. Let's talk about it in the future when there's a chance."

Then he was about to leave. Nie Qianyu realized that she had been led astray by Zhang Xiaohua again. She couldn't help being angry and amused. She said, "Ren Xiaoyao, wait a minute. I haven't asked you the question yet."

Zhang Xiaohua thought to herself, "Nonsense. Of course I know you haven't answered. I just don't want you to ask."

But he said, "Then please enlighten me, Miss Nie."

Nie Qianyu said, "How old are you this year?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua said naturally, "Miss Nie, you'd better tell me your age first. Then I'll answer your question."

Xiao Juezi was unhappy and scolded, "Ren Xiaoyao, what are you talking about? Don't you know that a girl's age is confidential?

How can you tell others? "

Zhang Xiaohua scratched his head and said, "A girl's age can be confidential. Why can't a boy's age be confidential?

The teacher once told me that if you want others to do to you, you must do to them first. I don't understand it very well, so please enlighten me, Miss Nie. When I want to ask someone a question, shouldn't I answer their question first? "

Nie Qianyu and Xiao Juezi were at a loss for words. Wasn't this the reason?

She had asked him a question for no reason. Naturally, she had to pay him back. Nie Qianyu couldn't help but be a little angry. "How can this guy be so unkind to girls?"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Juezi said, "Ren Xiaoyao, I'm 69 years old this year. You can rest assured now. Can you tell us your age?"

Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile, "Hehe, when did I say that I'll tell you if you tell me first?"

Miss Nie said angrily, "You … you can't go back on your word!"

Zhang Xiaohua wasn't angry at all. She smiled and said, "Besides, even if I want to tell you, I have to wait for Miss Nie to finish before it's my turn. Miss Nie was the one who asked me first."

PS: I had something to do yesterday, so I posted the article after waking up in the morning. I didn't come back until 0 pm. I knew everyone would be waiting for me to update, so I quickly went online to update. But then I saw seven chapters of 67555 words urging me to update. Do you know what my first thought was?

I won't update for now. I'll update this chapter tomorrow!

Sigh, I have to say, Sijiao, you're really a little naughty (I was just kidding, don't mind me).

You're actually questioning the third runner-up's conscience.

En, the third runner-up was someone who didn't let down her conscience. She only hesitated for a moment before posting the article in the afternoon.

Oh, she even trembled and posted it twice.

But then again, I think everyone is the same as Sijiao. Seeing how calm the third runner-up was, I'm a little flustered. These chapters are about some people's first love. I wonder if you can taste it from the words.

So, I'll stay up all night and covet the urge to update.

I'll kindly accept it. Thank you, Sijiao!

Shh, just this once.

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