Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

When Yang Hsingchen heard what old ruffian said, he immediately smiled. " When Mo Yuzhen brought the herbs back, I saw it too. But just the herbs alone are useless. The three herbs must be combined together to be effective. "    

    

Old ruffian clapped his hands," They are used together. You, Master Loong, also asked back then. That servant said that he used the same method Mo Yuzhen taught him. Not only did they mix them together, but they also chewed and chewed like you did. But he still doesn't have any use for them."    

    

Yang Hsingchen felt strange when he heard that. One should know that the three herbs he picked were very effective for knife wounds, not to mention the licorice roots. They should be healed very quickly. How could they not have any effect?    

    

"Let's go and take a look!" Under the urge of curiosity, Yang Hsingchen immediately followed old ruffian to the servant's room.    

    

The servants were not asleep yet, but when they saw Yang Hsingchen coming over, they hurriedly stood up. One of the servants with small ears hurriedly moved a stool to Yang Hsingchen and old ruffian, then asked with a smile. " Young master, what orders do you have?"    

    

Yang Hsingchen waved at the tall man whose hand was injured, "Come here. Let me see your hand."    

    

The servant immediately walked over and reached the injured hand in front of Yang Hsingchen. Yang Hsingchen held his hand and looked at the herbs he had applied on it. He smelled it again and said with a puzzled face, "That's right. How can it not have any effect?"    

    

"Young master, it's fine even if it doesn't have any effect. It should be fine in a month or so." The tall servant hurriedly said.    

    

"It shouldn't be. Go wash away the grass and water, and I will refill it for you." Yang Hsingchen thought for a moment and said.    

    

"This... You are the young city lord, and I am the slave of the family. How can this be done? No, no, no!" The tall man shook his head excitedly with a red face.    

    

"Go, what young city lord? Family slaves? Everyone is human, and everyone should be equal. Go, wash away the herbs, I'll redo it for you." Yang Hsingchen said with a smile.    

    

The tall man was so excited that he almost cried. He sobbed and ran to a large water tank outside. Another servant helped him get some water and quickly washed the herbs in his hands.    

    

Yang Hsingchen searched the room, but he did not find anything that could make the herbs into juice. He could only put the herbs in his mouth and chew them again. When the expert Ding Baptism came over, he evenly applied the chewed herbal medicine on his wound.    

    

Then, while chatting with the servants, he paid attention to the changes on the taller servant's wound. They hadn't even talked for three minutes when the taller servant suddenly cried out in alarm. He stretched out his head and looked at his hand. Everyone hurriedly looked at his hand. They saw that the wound that was originally the size of a child's mouth was now visible to the naked eye. It was healing rapidly.    

    

"Oh my god, it's really healed? This, this is too magical!" The tall man was the first to shout.    

    

" Yes, yes, just now when Milady said that it would be good, we didn't believe it. So it's true. Our young city lord actually has such high medical skills. Truly amazing! " The other servants also shouted excitedly.    

    

Old ruffian, however, had a puzzled look. "God damn, why is it that the same medicinal herbs are useless when others apply them, but once you apply them, they will be useful. Why is that? "    

    

Yang Hsingchen also had a curious look on his face. One should know that this spiritual herb was the same and used the same. Everyone chewed it into juice, so why was the thing he had chewed useful?    

    

Suddenly, Yang Hsingchen was shocked. Heavens, could it be that it had something to do with his saliva?    

    

When he thought about how the spiritual water he drank had an effect on his body, none of the people in Spirit Star had any effect on him. Even old ruffian had developed an antibody to the spiritual water. Only when he drank the water did he still feel light. Did that mean that the blood in his body was special?    

    

With this thought, Yang Hsingchen immediately said to the tall servant, "Brother, I want to use you for an experiment. Can you help me again?"    

    

When the tall man heard Yang Hsingchen call him brother, he was so excited that his face turned red. He puffed up his chest and said loudly, "Young city lord, if you need anything, just tell me. If I dare to frown, I am not raised by humans. "    

    

Yang Hsingchen smiled and said, "Aiya, brother, you are being too serious. It is like this. I suspect that the reason why the medicine you used just now did not work. It might have something to do with the fact that you did not use my saliva. What about me? I want to use a small knife to make a small cut on your hand. Don't worry, it won't be long, just a small cut."    

    

"Then divide the herbs into two parts. I'll find a way to make one into juice and apply it on a wound. I'll chew the other part and apply it on the other wound. Look at the changes in these two wounds."    

    

The Ding family immediately agreed when they heard that. So Yang Hsingchen first got someone to cut the chopping board and the kitchen knife. He first chopped one of the herbs into juice with a knife, then chewed the other into juice and threw it into a small bowl.    

    

Then he washed the kitchen knife and gently cut the tall servant's left and right fingers with a knife. Then he smeared the two herbs on it.    

    

During the whole process, everyone's eyes were wide open, holding their breaths and watching nervously. As the wound this time was very small and shallow, it did not even take a minute. That servant cried out in surprise, "Wow, my left hand fingers are so itchy!" As the wound was small and was covered with herbs, no one could see any changes.    

    

Yang Hsingchen used his nails to gently wipe away the herbal medicine on his left finger. What appeared in front of everyone was that the small wound had completely healed and even formed a small red scar.    

    

"Wow, it's healed again, it's really amazing!" Everyone cried out in excitement.    

    

Then, everyone waited for quite a while. When they looked at the wound on the right finger again, there was still no effect at all. This time, everyone started discussing excitedly.    

    

A short man said excitedly, "Wow, so it's not that the herbs are so powerful, but our young city lord's saliva is medicine!"    

    

Just as the short man finished speaking, a thin servant nodded his head, "Yes, yes, I really didn't expect the young city lord's saliva to be able to cure wounds. Does that mean that the young city lord's blood and flesh are all miraculous medicines?"    

    

Just as this guy finished speaking, his head was slapped by an old Ding, "Fuck, what do you mean by that? Do you want to eat the young city lord?"    

    

The thin Ding shrank his neck, "I, I do. I was just saying. Young city lord, I swear, I really didn't want to eat you. "    

    

A servant at the side glared at him, "Monkey, didn't you say you didn't want to eat it? Just remember it. Don't tell anyone about the special body of our young city lord. Otherwise, although we won't have the idea of eating the young city lord, it's hard to guarantee that other people will have such an idea. Then our young city lord will be in danger in the future!"    

    

Old ruffian, who was standing at the side, suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha, heaven damn kid, I didn't think that you would become the meat of Tang Monk."