Son of the Chip King

That year, Shan was seven years old.

A seven-year-old child can already help the family with some help.Nara Zen followed his mother to learn to identify many herbs and learn the formula of medicine.The medicines that can be dispensed in the countryside are very simple, and they are all medicines to stop bleeding and treat wind and cold, because there are very few types of herbal medicines that can be found here.However, Nara Junko is obviously a smart woman. She is good at painting. She can draw the appearance of herbs in her spare time. Even if she paints with a stick on the ground, she is very lifelike. She told Shan in detail the uses of these herbs and how to mix them. What kind of curative effect.

Among them, there are many hemostatic and detoxification formulas.

"Why do you need to learn so many prescriptions for hemostasis and detoxification?" One day, Nara asked his mother curiously, "Aren't the prescriptions for treating diseases more commonly used?"

For example, the old man who came here a few days ago often felt hot and uncomfortable. Junko Nara gave him a prescription, and he had to drink it every few days.Later, Nara Junko told Nara Zen that the disease is called yang hyperactivity1. Chinese medicine pays attention to the harmony of yin and yang, but this kind of disease cannot be cured, but can only be suppressed by medicine.

There are many people suffering from this kind of disease, so Nara Zen thinks that compared with the antidote that is not commonly used, and the hemostatic medicine that can be obtained in random proportions, the treatment methods for various diseases are more commonly used.

After listening to her son's words, Nara Junko just showed a faint smile, "I also hope that you will never need these."

Shan thought about it carefully, then raised his head and asked, "Do we have enemies?"

"...No." Nara Junko touched his son's little head, "We live in this place peacefully, so there will be no enemies."

Her words were firm, but Nara Zen didn't believe it.Without enemies, why should we learn how to deal with trauma and how to detoxify various poisons?Even learn the ratio of various poisons?Among those medicines, wisteria flower was obviously used too much.Are wisteria flowers considered poisonous?

He always felt that his mother was hiding something.However, Nara Junko doesn't like to recall her past, whether it's the origin of the scar on her face, or her 'dead' husband who has never seen her.She never said a word to her son.

After encountering bandits, her husband was killed, and she was scarred, and Nara Yoshito heard about the fact that she fled here with her child.Sounds logical, but only so.

There are still many incomprehensible things in it.

Nara Yoshino is not in a hurry to understand these things, he just needs to grow up quickly, and then restore the strength of the year.It's a pity that he is still young. When he was beaten to death by that dwarf in his previous life, his ability to read was not fully developed, but now it is weaker than in his previous life.

Shan’s daily activities are very simple. He helps his mother with things in the morning, crushes medicinal materials and puts them into boxes, studies medicine in the morning, takes a short break after lunch at noon, and then spends the whole afternoon playing time left by Nara Junko for his son. .

A seven-year-old child always needs some time of his own to play.

Nara Zen's play is to bribe the little friends in the village with small change to help him cover up, and then quietly leave the village surrounded by wisteria flowers, go for a walk on the mountain behind, and continue to exercise his mind ability by the way.

In the previous life, the old man left early, and the ability to read only taught the basic applied skills of the four major lines. As for his own special skills, the old man only said that the unique skills of the trait system are different, and they can only be developed by themselves. I can't help you old man.But one thing I can tell you, to imagine, the most important thing is to imagine.

Nara Yoshi... all the fuck is nonsense.

Of course he knows that the development of skills requires imagination, but beyond that.

Narazen looked up at the sky, a little confused.

In his previous life, Nara Zen's wish was to eat fresh and delicious food and have a comfortable place to live. He couldn't think of anything else.In Meteor Street, it is already a luxury to have such a life.

And now, he has everything he ever wanted.So, what more could he want?

I want to see the outside world.

So, do you need the ability to travel thousands of miles a day?

Nara Zen sat on a tree halfway up the mountain, looking at the small mountain village not far below the mountain. When he was thinking, Madoka felt someone approaching, and immediately used the absolute hidden breath to perfectly hide himself in the tree.

There were five or six people who came, and the voices were all men, walking staggeringly on the mountain road.

"Mr. Sato, what do you think?" A slightly obsequious male voice sounded.

"Yes, I have confirmed it with my own eyes. There is indeed a silver mine on this mountain. Your Excellency will definitely be satisfied. The price mentioned before can be slightly increased."

"Thank you very much, Sato-sama."

The leading man laughed, and after a while he asked in a dissatisfied voice, "What happened to that small mountain village?"

"Oh, that's Wisteria Flower Village. There is a strange legend about this village. About 200 years ago, a samurai rescued the local daimyo from the hands of evil spirits, and the samurai paid for it. One arm, it will be difficult to survive as a samurai in the future. In order to thank the samurai, the daimyo allowed him to build a village here, and the samurai loved wisteria, so he planted a lot, and this village was also called the wisteria village.” Flattery The man slowly told this ancient story, and then he changed his words and said with a smile, "How can there be evil spirits in this world. It is estimated that the samurai beat off the bandits and saved the daimyo. It's an old story from 200 years ago."

Yoshino Nara, who was hiding in the tree, frowned slightly.

"Huh, it doesn't matter if he beat off the bandits or the evil spirits. The master of this mountain range will develop it all, and a factory will be built at the foot of the mountain to extract silver. There are also workers' residences, and that village is too much of a hindrance. Let them move."

"This..." The obsequious man hesitated, "I'm afraid no one will agree to let them go suddenly..."

"Of course the demolition fee will be paid. Do you think your lord is a villain?" The man scolded dissatisfiedly, "I will go up there to say hello. Your task is to convince the villagers that the money you ask for is not too much, and they can be satisfied."

"Okay." The flattering man rubbed his hands happily, "I think no one will have trouble with money, and they will definitely agree."

"I'll give you three days."

"no problem."

"Also, dig up those wisteria flowers, my lord has hay fever."

"Of course."

Nara Zen, who was hiding in the tree, frowned slightly, and offered money to move, as long as the amount is enough to settle elsewhere, it is not a bad thing.It would be even better to take the opportunity to relocate to the town.Nara Zen has always felt that this kind of secluded village in the mountains is very inconvenient, and it is almost isolated from the outside world.

Nara Zen returned home with this thought in mind. Of course he would not explain it to his mother, otherwise he would have to explain where he overheard it, and then the fact that he often sneaked to the mountains to play would be exposed.Anyway, that flattering man will come sooner or later.

The man came earlier than Narashan expected, and arrived the next day, and the man did not come alone, he brought many followers behind him, and the situation was very large.The village head immediately entertained people to his courtyard, and later called a group of villagers to go in. I don’t know what the two sides said specifically. As a child, Nara Yoshino was not allowed to go in and make trouble. He could only watch helplessly. The others entered the yard together, and the meeting broke up after an hour, and the half-conscious mother was helped out by the woman who lived opposite, her face was swollen badly, and her clothes were covered with dust.

"Mom!" Yoshino Nara rushed over immediately, her red eyes widened with anger, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, let's go into the room and talk about it." The woman whispered, helped Nara Junko into the room, and placed him on the bed.Nara Zen moistened a towel with water and applied ice to her.

Nara Junko was in a daze, and kept babbling nonsense. Nara Yoshihisa bowed his head and listened for a while, but only heard a few vague syllables, which were not clear.

"What's going on?" Nara asked in a low voice.

The woman sighed, "Those people are really bullying people." Then, she narrated what happened at the village head's house.

After entering the village chief's house, the man opened his mouth and told about the relocation. Of course, the villagers disagreed. Who would want to let them go if they had lived here for several generations?

Afterwards, the man offered the amount of compensation.

"That little money may not even be enough for the travel expenses after being distributed to each family, let alone the whole family relocation, so how can we resettle after we leave and go to a new place like this." The woman shook her head and sighed, "Some people say that money is too much money." Less, not enough, that person said that he had prepared so much, and he can only blame us for having too many people and not enough.”

Nara Zen frowned, that's not what he heard on the mountain.

"After discussing for a long time, the other party is willing to raise a small amount." The woman's face was full of worry, "Even so, it is not enough. The other party is backed by local officials, and we can't afford to provoke them. The land has been taken away, and we have to move even if we don't want to." Moved, some money is better than nothing. Most people agree."

"After that, let's talk about cutting down trees." The woman said.

This tree, of course, is the wisteria flower tree that surrounds the village. The flower tree is very magical, blooming all the year round, and it is a unique symbol of this village.

"It doesn't matter whether the tree is cut down or not, but for some reason, Junzi just..." the woman whispered, "No matter what you say, the other party is not allowed to cut down the tree. If you hold their ax and keep them from moving, they will... There was a beating."

"Looking at Junzi's appearance, those who were reluctant to move out also nodded." The woman's voice was a little hoarse, and her face was full of sadness.

On Narazen's face, there was only a sneer.

Junko Nara is just a woman, she just blocks her with her hands and just pushes her away.Could it be that a few big men are not as strong as a woman?It's just killing chickens and monkeys.Narayoshi lowered his head and lifted up Junko's sleeves, only to see that the originally white arms were bruised and bruised, and his heart was even colder.

"Son, don't do anything stupid." Seeing Narazen's expression, the woman's back felt hairy for some reason, and she comforted her in a low voice, "No matter how strong you are, you are no match for them, they all carry weapons Woolen cloth."

"Don't worry." Narayama smiled at the woman, "I won't hit anyone."

He just kills people.

The author has something to say about yang hyperactivity 1 In the past, high blood pressure was called yang hyperactivity.

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There are several types of poison made by Nara Junko Wisteria.

Nara is good, but where can it be used?

Junko Nara uses your father.

Nara goodness? ? ? ?

↑A small theater of wild imagination, don't take it seriously.Junko Mama will not tell her son directly.