The Resplendent Farming Apothecary

The Old Madam was getting old and didn’t like going out very much. The young ladies picked up some new things and told them to their Grand Aunt.

Ding Qimei, the round-faced young lady, suddenly remembered something and pouted, “Yesterday, my brother took me to Yinzhen Pavilion[1] to choose a gift for you, and found a tea set in the most conspicuous place on the first floor. I originally wanted to buy it home for you to see something fresh. Unexpectedly, it is the treasure in the town store and they would not sell it no matter how much money I offered.”

The Yinzhen Pavilion was the most famous landmark in Yan City, where the most extraordinary items were sold. Even the most inconspicuous small item couldn’t be purchased under a thousand. Otherwise, don’t even think about buying a thing. Objects that cost tens of thousands there were nothing uncommon. When you go there as a guest and successfully purchase a gift from the Yinzhen Pavilion, you will be highly regarded by everyone and you will be doubly honored.

The Old Madam’s natal family was a well-known family in Yan City, and naturally it was not bad for money. Ding Qimei’s father and brother, in particular, who were in charge of the family’s property, have much more money than other branches. The other young ladies in the family were all envious and jealous of her.

The green-clad girl Ding Qiluo scoffed secretly and said, “The Yinzhen Pavilion is becoming more and more intolerable. A low grade tea set, even if it is inlaid with gold and treasures, may not be worthy of the four words ‘treasure of the store’. Aren’t you exaggerating, Sister?”

Ding Qimei raised her eyebrows, gave her an “you know nothing” look, and replied, “Aunt, have you ever seen a colorless ceramic glaze that is more transparent and clearer than water?”

”Ceramic glaze? Although glass is also transparent, it is usually colored, and the transparency isn’t as good as you make it out to be. Sister Qimei, is there really a water-like ceramic glaze you said?” Ding Qimeng, the girl in a light red dress, gawked and asked curiously.

Ding Qimei puffed up proudly and just wanted to speak. Unfortunately, Gu Ye, who had been eating, drinking and pretending to be in the background, interjected at this time, “Colorless ceramic glaze? You mean glass?! “

”Yeah! Sister Gu, did you also go to Yinzhen Pavilion yesterday? Did you go in the afternoon too? The shopkeeper of the Yinzhen Pavilion said that the ceramic glaze tea set was shipped from the Yan Kingdom and arrived yesterday morning! What time did you go there, Sister? It’s a pity I didn’t meet you. Otherwise, we would have known each other yesterday.” Ding Qimei took Gu Ye’s hand, and two pear vortices bloomed on her round cheeks.

Waves after waves surged in Gu Ye’s heart. It turned out that glass already existed in this world, so some of her laboratory utensils as well as syringes, infusion bottles, etc… There was no need to fear of them getting lost without means to replenish. What makes her even happier was that her utensils have a chance to shine.

”Sister Gu, Sister Gu…” Ding Qimei shook her little hand in front of her eyes. “What are you thinking? You looked so focused.”

”Huh? Oh…” Gu Ye came back to her senses, raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said, “Master ordered me to rest at home, and I didn’t go to the Yinzhen Pavilion.”

”Then how do you know about the ‘glass’?” The young ladies were filled with doubts, and even Elder Madam Jun looked at her.

”Uhh…my master has traveled to the Yan Kingdom and seen something like it. Yes, I heard from him.” Gu Ye inwardly decided that when she sees her master later, she must collude with him, lest he gives the game away.

Elder Madam Jun nodded and said with a smile, “No wonder Sage Apothecary disappeared for twenty years. It turns out that he went to the Yan Kingdom. Back then, the medical skills of Medical Sage, combined with Sage Apothecary’s pharmaceuticals, two swords in one, could pull people back even if they stepped into the hall of Yanwang[2]. I didn’t expect that after more than 20 years, the two elderly immortals are old but still vigorous, making my grandson become a beneficiary?”

In the “Drunkard Pavilion” in the plum garden of the Jun Manor, Jun Yonglun brought his four sons to accompany and toast Medical Sage and Sage Apothecary. Chu Muhua was also among them. After drinking and chatting, the topic also turned to saving people at the border.

Medical Sage started the topic, “You know, Junior Brother! I didn’t expect that flesh can be sewn up like mending clothes. People with disembodied stomachs can still skip and jump about. You’ve broadened my horizon!”

When Sage Apothecary removed the stitches for Chu Muhua, Medical Sage was beside him, and he once teased him for his clumsy movements. However, from the size and shape of the wound, it was enough to guess the danger at that time, as well as the superb skills of the doctor.

Meanwhile, the guy who was still alive and kicking after being disemboweled, touched the wound on his chest, and felt that it was surreal. Twenty days have passed, and if it wasn’t for the centipede-like scar on his chest, with Chu Muhua’s current state, nobody would have been able to tell that he had been lying in bed, awaiting death more than 20 days ago.