Chapter 393

Write, mind cohesion, meet in the front.

He was enthusiastic and awe inspiring.

According to the pen, heroic, gas swallow mountains and rivers.

Close the pen, you long ruofeng, all at once.

Xiao Yao's writing speed is very fast. It seems that when the pen falls on the paper, he has a good idea of where the next pen should go. This is the real everyone, the real expert.

In ancient times, there were some calligraphers who tied a rope to their arms to improve their calligraphy. At the other end of the rope, they tied a brick and raised their arms parallel to the ground. Even if the arm is going to explode, I don't want to put it down. In fact, I want to exercise the strength and stability of the arm, so as to avoid unnecessary loss and keep the hand stable when I write in the future.

Hand steady, this is just into the first door, the second door, is the heart steady, calm as a pool, calm. This needs time to nurture, not hard enough.

After the heart is stable, we have to pursue the opening of the chest. When the chest is completely opened, the words written out are called words with real life, not copying, not recording.

Writing three days, the first day, the word congeals in the shape. In the second heaven and earth, the word is condensed in God. The third world, word for word!

The hand is steady, and the word has shape.

The heart is steady and the word is full of spirit.

All of a sudden, I realized that the words written at that time were called real words. Every word had feelings and life. To the layman, such words might be a bit of nonsense or even ridiculous. However, in the world of calligraphy, such words are justified. Every stroke of a general's character is like the shadow of a sword. In the words of Wenhao, we can see the picture of the country and the country, and the million Laozi scriptures.

"Good... Good word!" Looking at Xiao Yao's words, Master Wu became more and more excited. He immediately got up from the bed and rushed to him.

There is a smile on Xiao Yao's face.

In fact, he knew that the reason why Master Wu Peilin and Wu Jingtian had to work so hard to get the desk, chair, pen, ink, paper and inkstone here was to test himself. If it wasn't for Master Wu's idea, maybe Xiao Yao wouldn't take it seriously. Since Master Wu wanted to see it, Xiao Yao would naturally show his hand and make him happy, This is definitely not a bad thing.

"Xiao Yao, who are you? You're not an old monster, are you back to nature now? " Master Wu looked at Xiao Yao with a strange look and said.

In the past, Master Wu was really modest. His brush, ink, paper and inkstone were all given away by others. That's because others know that he likes writing brush and calligraphy and loves writing brush and calligraphy. If others want to give away things, they have to give them what they like. For example, if others like playing chess, you just give them a pair of mahjong, even if the pair of mahjong is made of diamonds, People may not like it when they receive a gift!

Master Wu is very good at writing by himself. He also knows a lot of modern calligraphers, but they are all in their sixties and seventies. As they get older, their hands and feet are a little disobedient, so their peak period, that is, the years when they can hold the pen in their later years, but even at that peak period, the characters they write are very good, It's not as good-looking as Xiao Yao wrote. As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the expert looks at the door.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Yao's words are regular, and there is nothing too unique.

However, Master Wu can see that Xiao Yao's character is still about to form his own style.

How many years has the history of Chinese calligraphy? How many people can form their own style? Liu Jin, Yan Gu, that's their style. It's as graceful as a dragon. It's Wang Xizhi's style. It's heroic. It's Cao Cao's style

How much more is left?

Xiao Yao's words look really neat, but if you look carefully, you can see the sharp edge between the hooks.

This is a man who wants to learn the mean, but even if he is introverted, he can't hide his spirit.

He thinks that Xiao Yao is a very interesting person. This young man always tries his best to learn to keep a low profile, but even if he keeps a low profile, he will attract other people's attention and let people see his shining point. Master Wu was a little surprised. If this young man no longer kept a low profile and was no longer introverted one day, how far would he have to go?

At this time, Master Wu suddenly thought of a poem: clear wine denounces the moon, and a long sword points to the sky!

"Well, Uncle Wu, that's the prescription." Xiao Yaogang is going to pass the prescription to Wu Peilin, but master Wu, who is lying on the bed, talks in a hurry.

"Wait a minute. Don't worry. Give it to him. Show it to me." Master Wu is like a toy he likes. He claps the bed anxiously and says.

Xiao Yao can't laugh or cry, but he can't help it. He can only follow the meaning of Master Wu and give the list to him first.

"Good, good, good!" Master Wu looked at the handwriting on the list. The more excited he was, the longer he looked, the more things he could see.

"Dad, can you give me the prescription? I have to find the herbs on it! " Wu Peilin was a little worried.

The old man glared at him: "what's the hurry? You ask Xiao Yao to write a new copy for you. I'll keep this one! By the way, if I die, I will be buried with this one! "

Xiao Yao can't help shivering. How can he be scared when he hears this? If he writes his own words, the old man has to be buried with him. What's the next step? However, since the old man had made such a request, Xiao Yao naturally did not dare to refuse. He only gave a wry smile, wrote another one and handed it to Wu Peilin.

Xiao Yao is also very serious about this one. The main reason is that the four treasures of the old man's study are all fine works. They are too rough. Xiao Yao feels sorry for the ink.

When Xiao Yao writes the prescription, he gives it to Wu Peilin again. Wu Peilin just glances at it and almost stares out.

"Damn it! Xiao Yao, are you playing with me? It's easy to say anything else, but the 300 year old ginseng and 800 year old Ganoderma lucidum can't be planted. Where do you want me to go? This can't be bought with money! " To talk about how precious wild ginseng is, to put it simply, more than 100 years ago, a farmer in Changbai Mountain, the ginseng picker, found a 500 year old wild ginseng, which can directly become the ginseng king of China and be taken over by the state. Therefore, in many novels, it is often said that the thousand year ginseng or the thousand year ginseng, It is estimated that they have no concept of wild ginseng. They can be used casually when they are seen in some Xianxia TV.

A five hundred year old wild ginseng of Changbai mountain can become the king of ginseng and be taken away by the state. It's hard to find one for six hundred years, and it's still thousands of years. What's that bullshit?

The ginseng of these three hundred years is not a simple task. Now it's directly given to Wu Peilin, and Wu Peilin has no way.

"In fact, it's not hard to find 300 year old ginseng, but you may have to find some trustworthy old Chinese medicine doctors who have ways to help you get in touch." Xiao Yao knows that in fact, there is a 600 year old wild ginseng in his grandfather's house, which is still growing. His grandfather looks at it every day for fear that he will not find it one day. It is estimated that in the next ten years, it will be 700 years.

After thousands of years, ginseng will no longer be an ordinary Chinese medicine, and it can even be classified as a kind of fairy medicine. At that time, it really had the ability of flesh and bones of the living dead. However, even my grandfather has never seen the legendary fairy medicine. It is said that as long as ginseng grows to a thousand years, it can be cultivated into essence, Even into wearing red belly pocket everywhere ginseng doll, will suddenly disappear.

However, according to the people in the mountains, it's because ginseng only blooms before dawn. As soon as the sun rises, it withers and then becomes almost like the weeds around it. People who don't understand this way will think that ginseng has run away. In fact, those who are really experienced will tie a red line immediately after seeing a good ginseng, The main reason is that the red line is more conspicuous and easy to detect. When you get to those people who don't know why, it turns out that the red line is tied to ginseng doll, and finally it gets more and more chaotic.

When it comes to ginseng picking, there are still many things to pay attention to. For example, real ginseng pickers will never pick ginseng that is ten or twenty years old, because that would be like despatching natural things. Even if it's just to keep it for future generations, they won't move. It's just that later, some Chinese medicine dealers sneaked into the mountains, They dug out all the ginseng left behind by the ginseng pickers. The ginseng pickers could only be angry, but they had nothing to do. They couldn't kill people just because of the ginseng, could they? If the mountain is closed, they don't have that ability.

On the other hand, you should never use any metal when picking ginseng. Otherwise, it will destroy the medicinal properties of ginseng, which is very bad for ginseng. Therefore, every ginseng picker will bring a small shovel made of wood or jade to dig ginseng.

When Wu Peilin was worried, Yan Qing on the side suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Wu, don't mention it. I can really help you with this. I heard my father say that some time ago he bought a ginseng with a history of 400 years. I don't know if he can help me."

"Really?" Wu Peilin was excited.

Yan Qing looked at Xiao Yao and said, "there is no one for 300 years. Is it OK for 400 years?"

"Even if you give me a thousand years, I will not suggest it. Naturally, the higher the annual fee, the better. It's just that those with too high years are hard to find, and those with 300 years are just enough. That's why I said that." After listening to Yan Qing's question, Xiao Yao is really a little sad.

"That's good!" Yan Qing clapped her hands, "I'll call my father now!"

With that, she took out her mobile phone, which may still be a girl's heart, with a red mobile phone case on it.

After dialing her father's phone, she went to the door and began to speak.

I don't know what Yan Qing's father's answer is, but when Yan Qing hangs up and comes back, he is really happy and happy.

"Uncle Wu, don't worry. My father has said that not only ginseng but also Ganoderma lucidum can be found, and he will send it tomorrow." Yan Qing said with a smile.

"Ah?" Wu Peilin was also a little surprised, and then asked in a low voice, "your father, are you so willing?"“ Hehe, in fact, I was a little curious before, but do you know what my father said? " Yan Qing squinted and asked. Of course, Wu Peilin didn't know. He could only shake his head“ My father said that if someone else wanted it, he would refuse it. After all, it can't be bought with money. But if the Wu family wanted it, he would have to send it even if he was climbing. Otherwise, he worried that when he died, my grandfather would be waiting for him with a stick and then knock him to death. " Yan Qing said with a smile.