C595 Are You Mocking Us
C595 Are You Mocking Us
Many old men did not seek fame or profit in their lives. What they wanted was an ancient Liufang.
And now, Ling Leesheng had achieved this goal before them.
How could this not make a group of old men jealous?
Mo Nan did not care. He grinned, revealing rows of neat white teeth. He said respectfully,
"On behalf of the teachers, I thank the elders for their help."
The elders:... ""
You're purposely mocking us, aren't you?!
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After the big matter was settled, Mo Nan wanted to return to Wan City.
After all, there were still many things waiting for him in Wan City.
In fact, it was Fu Yuxia's words during the day that made him deeply worried about his innocence.
Mo Nan was really afraid. If he stayed a few more days, That woman who was over thirty years old would eat him like a wolf and a tiger.
Most importantly, he did not believe that he could keep his bottom line before Fu Yuxia tempted him.
Therefore, he wanted to return to Wan City as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Elder Liu and the others did not intend to let him do as he wished.
Early the next morning, Mo Nan took advantage of Fu Yuxia's absence and ran out of the hotel with his luggage. However, before he could get a car online, he saw Elder Zhou, Elder Liu, Elder Wang, and a group of familiar elders coming together.
"Yo, Mo, what a coincidence. You came out for morning exercises too."
Elder Zhou raised his hand and greeted them from afar.
Mo Nan's face darkened.
Have you ever seen someone carrying a suitcase for morning exercises?
He was too lazy to explain and nodded his head in confusion.
Who would have thought that a group of elders would come over and immediately surround him in an orderly manner. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like they had rehearsed for more than ten times.
Mo Nan was in a daze and did not understand what had happened.
Elder Wang quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said with a smile,
"That's good. I saw you pushing the suitcase. I thought you were going home."
"It's good that you're not going. Come, come, help Grandpa Wang take a look at this One Finger Zen Push. Is there any way to improve it..."
"You shameless bastard, are you going to treat me like a grandfather now? Mo, don't bother with him. Help Uncle Liu see where this ancient prescription can be improved and replaced."
Elder Liu cursed. He pushed Elder Wang away, who was even older than him, and took out an old yellow piece of paper.
The corner of Mo Nan's mouth twitched as he looked at his long white beard.
"You'd better be my grandfather..."
He was speechless.
Mo Nan knew what the old men were doing. It was most likely because of what had happened yesterday. The old men had planned it ahead of time. That was why they came to stop him early in the morning and asked him to help them.
Mo Nan smiled bitterly in his heart.
He swore to God that the Thunder Flame Munjo's modification method had been discovered by chance.
Who knew that these old men would think that it was because of his extraordinary talent that he managed to figure it out after Old Master Ling's accident.
Mo Nan quickly explained.
Only then did the elders gradually stop.
On the other hand, Elder Liu still held up his prescription and said seriously:
"Forget about the modification. Actually, I want to ask, do you know the medicinal herbs on it?"
"Hmm?"
Mo Nan turned around and looked at the herbs curiously.
He saw Elder Liu's face was red.
"Ahem, in terms of the breadth of knowledge of herbs, I am not as good as your master. I was going to ask him, but now I have to ask you for help."
What medicinal herb wouldn't even recognize you?
A large question mark flashed across Mo Nan's mind.
When he received the yellowed paper, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Do you not know these herbs, or do you not know these words?"
The rough and inferior leather paper was covered with tadpole-like symbols, and merely the lines on it revealed a dense aura of history.
This was not the current simplified word at all.
It was the contract text that no one had used since a long time ago, also known as the oracle bone texts.
Elder Liu's face turned red, and he waved his hand unnaturally.
"I don't know the medicinal ingredients... Forget it, you brat deliberately made fun of me. To be honest, this prescription is mine. 'From an old friend.'
"That friend of mine is an archaeologist. You know, China is still studying these ancient texts and hasn't fully recognized them.
" The reason why there are successful translations is because the staff made it up based on their imagination. "
"If the article can be like this, the name won't work. Moreover, many plants have been replaced by dynasties for thousands of years. The name has changed a long time ago. It will be extremely difficult to completely translate the prescription."
Mo Nan nodded, but he was curious.
"I understand what you mean. Why do you have to spend so much effort to translate this?"
He really could not understand. Not to mention that there was no clear system for TCM at that time, it was just based on experience to turn plants into soup.
Moreover, people at that time were ignorant and respected ghosts and gods. They would often add some messy things into the medicinal soup.
Therefore, even if he tried to translate the prescription, it would not be of any use.
Elder Liu's explanation was quite helpful:
"Hobbies."
The two simple words solved all of Mo Nan's questions.
Mo Nan felt helpless.
Everyone was curious. He understood this. Just like Old Master Ling who was working, he also had some mixed interests.
For example, studying the ancient language.
He studied the ancient language not for the sake of translating the ancient formula, but for his pure hobby.
As for the older readers, they all liked to find something that sounded elegant to study the ancient language, ancient history, and so on. It sounded admirable, and it made one's imagination run wild.
This was also why Old Liu wanted to look for Old Ling to translate. Now that Old Ling was hospitalized, he had the thought of Mo Nan again.
"You don't understand?"
Old Liu waited for a long time. When he saw that Mo Nan just listened to the prescription without saying anything, he said regretfully.
"I understand a little."
Mo Nan came back to his senses. He narrowed his eyes slightly and kept the prescription in his pocket without batting an eyelid.
"But it won't be that fast. It will take months to translate it. After all, I don't have nothing to do."
"How about this? The prescription will be left with me. After I finish translating, I'll send the translation to you immediately."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Elder Liu immediately handed over a business card with his private email on it.
It was just a prescription that hadn't been translated. Moreover, it was a copy. Apart from distracting him every day, it was of no use to him. It was better to hand it over to Mo Nan.
"It's agreed that you must give it to me as soon as you translate it."
Elder Liu reminded him seriously.
It could be seen that he was really interested in this kind of thing.
Mo Nan nodded with a smile.
"Alright, don't disturb Mo." Elder Wang, who had been waiting by the side for a while, walked over and said when he saw that the two of them had finished their discussion.
"Do you need some training? It's good. Young people should have good bodies. We old bones should go to the park to do some exercises."
"By the way, Mo, after you finish your morning exercises, don't forget to report to the seminar. I already talked to the organizer last night. You will be teaching on behalf of Ling Tou."
After Old Wang finished speaking, he quickly left with Old Liu, who still had something to say.