Chapter 904 Frost leaves are red in February flowers

   The color of leaves and the color of sunlight are actually a composite color.

   For leaves, in spring and summer, the green color occupies the absolute main field, and in autumn and winter, the green chlorophyll retreats from the leaves in a large area, and then other components that have been suppressed can finally show their own face.

   This is why the leaves change from green to yellow, red, brown, etc.

   But don’t say whether Old Man Gan knew the reason, even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to make such an answer.

  It's like when you come home from elementary school and your mother asks why your face is swollen, you answer, "The swelling is because the part was beaten vigorously, and it is swollen because of subcutaneous bleeding and the emergency response of blood."

   Your mother may not be satisfied with your answer, even though it is very "academic".

   She is likely to drag a broom and give you a hard slap on the ass, causing it to bleed under the skin and react in an emergency.

   Not only that, she may also hit and chase, and then grab your earlobes, one or two, and perform a 360-degree rotation, making your earlobes have the same emergency response.

   That picture is simply picturesque.

   Therefore, Gan Cong's answer was: "Oh, it's getting cold, and these leaves are getting old, Xiaolingzi, it's better to be young!"

  Tsk!

  Tsk!

   Just by looking at this answer, you can see that you old man is extremely lacking in academic sensitivity. Compared with my teacher, it is obviously more than one step behind!

   However, Xu Guangling sneered at the fact that it was going to be cold in his words.

   People here say that it is cold, which is probably like London in the previous life. The temperature in summer is only over 20 degrees, so high temperature warnings and reminders are issued.

   "Solemnly remind the general public that the temperature in the city today may be as high as 26 degrees, or even approaching 28 degrees indefinitely. If you need to travel, please bring water and related medicines to prevent heatstroke."

  …

  If Gan Cong's answer was a little bit sideways, Xu Guangling would take out the identity of "the great master of medicine", and then stand at the height of the great master, and give him a good understanding of why the leaves turn yellow.

   Then, from things to people, explain to him the condition of Old Man Gan's own body.

   Since it’s an answer like this, that’s fine.

   But the old man Gan had a good conscience. When he said this, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I forgot, Xiaolingzi, you haven't started practicing yet, so you will be afraid of the cold!"

Then the daily routine of the day became Gan Cong style with Xu Guangling, scurrying in the Yaowang Valley, the goal is to find dry or semi-dry trees, then dig roots and take sections, etc., and reserve materials for use in the near future. Burn after heating.

  Look, this is actually the reason why Xu Guangling taught the old man the "Wooden Pan Jing".

   Well, or one of the reasons.

   The fire started on the same day, and Xu Guangling cooked the old man a very delicious Yaowanggu version of "beggar chicken".

  In the beginning, Xu Guangling used various medicinal herbs and food to match with food. Old Man Gan was still very interested.

   "Xiaolingzi, the bitter vines are perfect here!"

   "Well, the taste of this ingredient is a bit strange, hey, it seems to be not bad..."

   Then asked Xu Guangling why he matched it so well.

However, with the passage of time, the old man's interest in eating is getting higher and higher, and he has gradually been cultivated by Xu Guangling to become a gluttonous eater, but his interest in asking is getting lower and lower. Until now, he hardly asks and just eats .

   In other words, he has basically given up his self-esteem as a pharmacist, and has completely degenerated into a pure foodie.

As for why he gave up, the reason is actually very simple, because there are many collocations, Xu Guangling just said it, he can't understand it, and there are many more, Xu Guangling replied, "Ah, I just mix it casually, fooling around. It looks good."

   This is called the Gan Cong style. How to ask!

   Xu Guangling certainly wasn't hiding something.

   Instead, many collocations, or combinations, can only be understood from the height of the great master.

   is like a dish with both salt and sugar. People who don’t know how to cook will ask, “Isn’t this an obvious contradiction?”

   Those who know how to cook know that this is salt and sugar, and there is no "contradictory" between them.

At the height of Xu Guangling, when he put sugar in a dish, it is possible that he did not choose the sweetness, but just used it to react with another ingredient to produce an odorless substance, and then the liquid substance penetrated into the In the main ingredient, make it soft and moist.

   and so on.

   Those "eighteen bends on the mountain road", and the way many kinds of combinations are combined into one dish but form a wonderful balance under the influence of each other, are naturally not something that a mere old man can understand.

   If you don’t explain it, it will make him feel that he is just ingenious.

   Really explained, and explained in depth, the old man will feel desperate, at least, have great doubts about his own pharmacist level.

   That was naturally not what Xu Guangling wanted to see.

This kind of "dimension reduction attack", and it is a multi-directional joint dimension reduction attack from different dimensions at the same time, it is better not to let the old man deal with it, just hold your head and squat in the corner. If you really want to stand up, it takes less than a millisecond. The pear blossoms will be hit by the rainstorm, and then the nose will be blue and the face will be swollen.

  The days in the Valley of the Medicine King are calm and fulfilling.

  Especially for Gan Congshi, not only is it full, but it is almost swollen, just like a student who is in the middle of the grade and is in the sprint stage of the third year of high school.

   Xu Guangling, on the one hand, there is an old man to communicate with, and on the other hand, the vast knowledge gathered in the previous life is enough for him to read and analyze, so his life is also rich.

   But apart from being rich, Xu Guangling still has a little regret.

  The experimental material is still a little less.

There are only three   , and one of the three is still in the embryonic culture stage, so it is not useful at all.

   Although it is not urgent, it is really not urgent at all, but this kind of poor efficiency still makes Xu Guangling instinctively feel a little regret. ——

   This kind of efficiency is really too low, so low that it is outrageous.

   But there is no better way for a while.

   His age is always a shortcoming in his interaction with the outside world, and this shortcoming cannot even be solved in ten or twenty years, unless he always focuses on "little friends".

   So, you have to live in seclusion in this Valley of Medicine Kings, "little hidden in the valley", have you been hiding it for fifty or one hundred years?

like.

Uh.

   It always feels like a waste of time.

   Even if he is an "exiled immortal" and doesn't care about the waste of these decades, this kind of unnecessary waiting and detours is too unnecessary, right?

   After supper, lying on his back on the boulder with the gentle mountain wind blowing, and looking at the starry sky that was much brighter than in his previous life, Xu Guangling pondered this question, and then, suddenly, he was stunned.

   Because of the sudden appearance of many stars in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, they were created out of nothing, as if the real starry sky outside was moved into the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

   Immediately after, those dazzling stars all cracked open silently, and strands of light-like lines poured out from those stars, covering his entire sea of ​​consciousness like flowing water, and then forming a...mirror.

   Bright, crystal clear, glowing with green light.

   Countless flowing clouds flashed across the entire mirror surface rapidly, even in his own sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Guangling could not capture that kind of speed.

   The blue glow of the mirror keeps expanding and blinking in the process.

  I don't know how long it took, it seemed like only a moment, and it seemed like a long time, the flowing clouds finally stopped sliding, the green light finally stopped flickering, and the mirror surface was as calm as the autumn water of a lake, and a few words appeared:

"do you miss me?"

   (end of this chapter)