"This..." Lou Zhenhua was also embarrassed when he was asked: "In the secret recipe of Longjin Decoction that you saw in the second volume of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, is there any special note about the dragon mentioned in it? Or what kind of dragon is it?

"

The reason why I didn’t give up and asked this question.

That's because of the hand-copied version of the Huangdi Neijing.

To put it bluntly, it is a book on osteopathic medicine, with some names of medicines and ingredients in it.

That simply cannot be understood according to the current name.

"How can there be any remarks about dragons?" Jiang Chuyang couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "But the type of dragon seems to be a red gold dragon."

"Yes! It's the Red Gold Dragon." Jiang Chuyang confirmed again.

"Red gold dragon???" Lou Zhenhua was dumbfounded.

He couldn't find this ordinary dragon.

Let alone the red gold dragon.

"Eh! That's not right." Lou Zhenhua suddenly felt that this red gold dragon was very familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Jiang Chuyang: "You said this red gold dragon recorded in Longjin Soup, does he know how to do it?

Could it be the golden arowana we are talking about now?"

This is not a wild guess.

Because the golden arowana is also called the red golden dragon.

Jiang Chuyang naturally knew the inside story.

After being stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up: "With what you said, this red golden dragon might really be an arowana, but even so, we don't have arowanas in Shonan Province! I guess there are.

Money is also hard to buy.”

"That's quite the truth."

Lou Zhenhua smiled bitterly.

In other words, what he promised before Li Hongyu and He Wenwen.

I'm afraid that because of the ingredient Arowana, I might break my promise.

It's also his fault that he didn't ask Jiang Chuyang beforehand.

That led to such embarrassing consequences.

Thinking of this, Lou Zhenhua got a headache.

After all, if you lose your credibility in front of He Wenwen and Li Hongyu.

I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to stay in Jiangjiacun from now on.

Jiang Chuyang was not stupid, and he quickly guessed what Lou Zhenhua was thinking: "Otherwise, I will ask Grandpa Li when I have time someday. He should have some channels to find the Red Golden Dragon."

Originally he didn't want to say this.

Because asking Li Xingye to help would be costly.

But Li Xiaomei is not an outsider, and her father is now the mayor of Shanma Township.

If only he could help Li Xiaomei heal her right leg injury now.

Then he would go to Shanma Township to bring back his father Jiang Yongkang who was in jail.

That should be a lot more convenient, at least Li Xiaomei's father will be there to help.

"Okay! Then I'll wait for your news." Seeing that it was getting very late, Lou Zhenhua yawned and turned around to go to bed.

Jiang Chuyang did not stay in the kitchen for long, but followed him to the back room.

It was very late and it was time for him to rest and sleep.

…

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Around 8:30 in the morning.

Jiang Chuyang is still sleeping.

But Xiao Hongshu ran in with a small rice ball on his short legs: "Brother, big lazy pig, get up quickly. Mom said that we would have breakfast later and asked you to take us to my uncle's house and the old village chief's house to pay New Year's greetings."

.”

"Yes, it will be noon if you don't get up." Xiao Fantuan said dissatisfiedly.

"Ouch! It's only around eight o'clock. Why are you so anxious?" Jiang Chuyang got up helplessly.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with his body.

My head felt heavy and my nose felt uncomfortable.

The key is that the eyes are also swollen.

That is to say.

If nothing else happens.

I have a cold.

This made Jiang Chuyang dumbfounded.

In order to prevent the cold from getting worse, I quickly put on my clothes and headed to the kitchen.

"Uncle, uncle...I want rice with pig's feet for breakfast." He followed the little rice ball and said.

"Hehe... I want it too." Xiao Hongshu agreed.

"Me too." Xiao Panzi also jumped out from the side.

"Brother...brother...what's wrong with you?" Xiaodoubao noticed something was wrong with Jiang Chuyang, raised his little head and asked with concern.

"You have a cold, you'd better stay away from me, and I can't make breakfast for you, for fear of infecting you." Jiang Chuyang said and closed the kitchen door, then hid inside and cooked ginger soup and washed himself.

This made the four girls look at each other.

Especially the small rice balls.

That was very unhappy: "Isn't my uncle always in good health? Why did he suddenly catch a cold?"

"It's probably because I didn't pay attention to keeping warm when I was making the golden three delicacies soup last night." Li Xingye sighed as he was spreading out.

"Well, judging from Chu Yang's face, he must have caught a cold." Lou Zhenhua followed up and said, "I have to make some soup for him, otherwise the illness will cause trouble for the family."

"Go!" Li Xingye waved his hand and walked into the main room holding the small bean bag.

Little Panzi, little rice balls, and little sweet potatoes were also taken away by the dragon.

There is no way, if this is infected.

That would be more of a loss than a gain.

…

In the kitchen.

After washing Jiang Chuyang, he saw that it would take some time for the ginger soup to be ready.

After hesitating for a while, he started making pig's trotters rice bowl for the little girls.

There is no way, no one else can make this pork trotter rice bowl.

You have to do it yourself.

But he was dizzy.

Standing in front of the stove makes me feel sleepy.

This made him somewhat miss the disciples he had brought under his reincarnation.

If he had his apprentice by his side, at least he wouldn't be so tired now.

Seeing this, it was really overwhelming.

I had to sit in front of the wood stove to warm myself up and rest.

Finally waited until the ginger soup was ready.

He stood up and poured it into the big bowl.

Wait until it gets a little colder.

He picked it up and drank it in big gulps.

Even if my tongue is burned.

He didn't even bother to take care of it.

After all, ginger soup can dispel cold.

Then do it while it's hot.

Seeing myself sweating after drinking the ginger soup.

Open the kitchen door and walk straight into the back room.

"Chu Yang..." Jiang Xiulan shouted: "Are you going to pay New Year greetings to your uncles and the old village chief later?"

"I'll take a nap first. If you want to go, you can go first." Jiang Chuyang said without looking back.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiulan saw that Jiang Chuyang was very tired, so she had no choice but to ask no more questions.

In fact, she didn't want to go, she just asked Jiang Guoqing and He Wenwen.
To be continued...