spirapira

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    • by spirapira "Little gentleman, did you say that your master is the well-known Old Doctor Chen?" Master Ma's smile faded, and his expression turned serious. "It seems the villagers all refer to him as such." The tension on Lu Qing's face eased slightly as he answered. "Yes, Master Ma, my little brother here goes to Old Doctor Chen every day to study." At this moment, Wang Da'an seized the opportunity to chime in. Master Ma scrutinized Lu Qing and Wang Da'an for a moment before suddenly…
    • by spirapira "This is the market?" Lu Qing looked at the bustling scene ahead with some surprise. This market was even more lively than he had imagined. The stalls on both sides were all orderly, looking entirely like the markets he had seen in small towns from his previous life. "Yes, this is the market," Wang Da'an nodded, pointing ahead, "Do you see those stalls? Those are rented long-term. Only those who have a steady business will rent there." Lu Qing looked and saw that the stalls Wang Da'an…
    • by spirapira “Brother Da'an, Brother Da'an, are you home?” In front of a mud house, Lu Qing shouted. “Who is it, who’s calling me?” A tall figure ran out from the house and, upon seeing Lu Qing, was instantly delighted. “It's you, Ah Qing… What brings you here?” “Da'an, who is it?” Before Lu Qing could answer, an elderly voice came out, and an old man holding a bamboo pipe also walked out from the house. “Grandpa, it's Ah Qing!” Wang Da'an called out directly. “Grandpa…
    • by spirapira Lu Family, in the kitchen. Lu Qing was stoking the fire, a brand-new iron pot placed on the stove. This iron pot was something Lu Qing originally planned to bring home discreetly at dusk. But after considering, he realized, since they all lived in the same village, how discreet could he really be? Even if he sneaked the pot home, when cooking, the aroma would still give it away. After all, the scent of stir-frying is vastly different from steaming or boiling, and he couldn't block the…
    • by spirapira As soon as he entered the house, Lu Qing saw a brand new large iron pot placed there. Old Doctor Chen then returned to the inner room and took out a cloth bag. "These silver taels are from selling the Red Moon Carp, keep them safe." The old doctor handed the cloth bag to Lu Qing. When Lu Qing took it, he felt its heavy weight and couldn't help but be surprised. "So much, Grandpa Chen, how much did the Red Moon Carp sell for?" "You are quite lucky," the old doctor said, "The nobleman I…
    • by spirapira That night, Lu Qing finally had a good night's sleep. The next morning, after breakfast, he took Xiao Yan to the riverside to fish. This time, there were far fewer people at the riverbank. It was no longer the previous bustling scene of seven or eight people crowding one fishing spot. After all, it was the busy farming season, with much work to be done in the fields. How could anyone possibly fish every day? Fishing was ultimately just a pastime, at most occasionally improving one's meals. It…
    • by spirapira When Lu Qing heard that familiar scratching at the door, he almost couldn't believe his ears. Didn't Old Doctor Chen say that his medicinal powder was extremely effective, even if wolves smelled it, they would retreat? Why did this guy still come? Lu Qing was a bit devastated. Could it be that he wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight? This wasn't a solution. If he didn't resolve this issue, he might not be able to sleep well going forward. After two nights of bad sleep, Lu Qing's temper…
    • by spirapira The sudden noise made Lu Qing pause for a moment, then he became vigilant. What sound is that? A person, a beast, or a rat? He thought of the mysterious little beast that stole two large pieces of fish meat last night. Could it be that guy again? But he had already put the fish meat inside the house… Would that little guy be so bold as to break in? Recalling the information his abilities revealed in the morning, that mysterious little beast seemed to have sharp claws. Lu Qing couldn't help…
    • by spirapira When Lu Qing brought Xiao Yan back to the village and saw the villagers gathered under the big tree chatting… He was greeted with smiling faces. "Ah Qing and Xiao Yan are back?" a villager said cheerfully. "Yes, we just came back from Grandpa Chen's place." Lu Qing nodded, somewhat puzzled, "Why is everyone gathered here? Did something happen?" "No, no." The villagers shook their heads repeatedly. "Ah Qing, you must focus and learn well from Old Doctor Chen!" an elder said at this…
    • by spirapira “What?” Lu Qing looked at the old doctor in surprise, a bit doubtful if he had heard him correctly. “Grandpa Chen, did you just say you want me to study medicine with you?” “What, you don't want to?” the old doctor asked. “No, it's just that… Grandpa Chen, didn’t you just say you wanted me to learn some herbal knowledge by staying by your side?” “I changed my mind. What Old Wang said reminded me that the village indeed needs a doctor in the future.” “Since you're…
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