23: Chapter 23: dicinal Material Identification Competition_1 23: Chapter 23: dicinal Material Identification Competition_1 Lu Chuan felt a rush of blood to his head at the question, imdiately panicking.
Mu Nanqing laughed heartily and even pinched Lu Chuan’s ear, “Sister-in-law was just joking with you, why are you getting shy?
Your ears turn red every ti you get shy, it’s really amusing…”
Lu Chuan’s face was full of embarrassnt.
It was the first ti he had ever seen Mu Nanqing drunk, and he had never imagined that she would beco so unrestrained when inebriated, completely different from her usual self.
Perhaps sister-in-law has been repressed for too long, which is why she is acting like this.
“Sister-in-law, it’s getting late, let help you back to your room to rest,” Lu Chuan said.
After thinking for a mont, Mu Nanqing replied with a smile, “My legs are weak, can you carry back to the room, please?”
Lu Chuan was a bit conflicted, but seeing Mu Nanqing swaying unsteadily, he could only nod and reached out to lift her from the sofa.
Mu Nanqing hugged Lu Chuan’s neck, leaning on his chest, “Xiaochuan, it’s so nice to have you.”
Lu Chuan coughed softly twice and hurriedly carried Mu Nanqing into the room.
When he placed Mu Nanqing on the bed and tried to get up, he found that her arm was wrapped around him, refusing to let go.
“Sister-in-law, you can let go of your hand now,” Lu Chuan said.
Instead, Mu Nanqing held him even tighter, “Xiaochuan, can I sleep with you holding tonight?”
Lu Chuan’s breathing beca heavier, “Sister-in-law, this…”
Mu Nanqing placed a finger over his mouth and pleaded, “Just for one night.”
Lu Chuan sighed, considering that sister-in-law might be missing his brother and seeking so comfort in an embrace, and agreed, “All right then.”
He lay down in Mu Nanqing’s bed.
Mu Nanqing happily hugged him and closed her eyes.
Lu Chuan lay stiff, daring not to move recklessly, and trying his best not to overthink.
That night was a tough one.
At that mont, he thought about the secret Mu Nanqing ntioned earlier.
Thinking that her drunkenness might be an opportunity, he asked, “Sister-in-law, what is that secret you ntioned before?
Can you tell ?”
Mu Nanqing said, “Sure.”
Lu Chuan imdiately pricked up his ears.
“That secret is…”
But after waiting for a long while, Lu Chuan realized Mu Nanqing hadn’t finished her sentence.
He glanced down and saw that Mu Nanqing had already fallen asleep in his arms, breathing evenly.
“She fell asleep so quickly.” Lu Chuan was helpless.
Feeling the warm breath from Mu Nanqing, he beca sowhat thirsty.
To prevent himself from acting impulsively and doing sothing inappropriate, he focused his mind and forcibly entered his cultivation practice, quickly reaching a state of detachnt from external distractions and began to cultivate earnestly.
The following morning.
When Lu Chuan woke up, he discovered that Mu Nanqing was already cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
“Xiaochuan, you’re up, go wash up.
Breakfast will be ready soon,” Mu Nanqing said with a glance at Lu Chuan and then continued cooking.
Lu Chuan, seeing Mu Nanqing acting as if nothing had happened, thought to himself, “She probably drank too much and forgot about last night’s events, which is good, otherwise it would be sowhat awkward.”
During breakfast, Mu Nanqing was as caring as ever towards Lu Chuan, ceaselessly serving him food, peeling eggs, acting like an attentive head of the household.
After breakfast, when Mu Nanqing was getting ready to leave, Lu Chuan reminded her, “Sister-in-law, drink less alcohol in the future.”
Suddenly, Mu Nanqing’s face turned red.
She couldn’t et Lu Chuan’s eyes, grabbed her things, and hurriedly turned to leave, whispering back, “Got it.”
Then she rushed out the door in a flurry.
Lu Chuan tidied up the dining table and, after a quick clean-up, headed out towards the herbal market.
The number of dicinal herbs at the herbal market was vast and varied.
To identify the aged ones with good dicinal effects amongst them was no easy task.
Even those experienced elderly traditional Chinese dicine doctors had to spend a lot of ti to find a few decent ones from the multitude of herbs.
But Lu Chuan had no need to worry about this issue.
In his inheritance, there was a spell called the Spirit Breath thod; once utilized, it could rapidly discern the type of dicinal herb, its age, and its potency based on scent—a supre technique for identifying dicinal herbs.
Lu Chuan only needed to walk into those herb stores, take a light sniff around, and he would know if there were any good herbs there.
Therefore, it took him just over an hour to finish shopping at the herbal market and buy several herbs of decent quality.
Lu Chuan walked out of the herbal market, holding the herbs and looking at them, feeling a twinge of pain for the money spent.
These herbs had cost him more than a hundred and ten thousand.
“The hundred and twenty thousand I earned last ti is gone just like that; I used to think it was a considerable sum, only to find out it’s only enough to buy a few herbs.”
“Now I’m broke again,” he said with a resigned smile, planning to head back.
Just then, two people passed by him.
“The dicinal herb identification competition is about to start; let’s hurry over to watch the excitent.
I heard that the prize for the first place this ti is a fifty-year-old ginseng!”
“Damn, that’s generous!
A fifty-year ginseng could sell for three to four hundred thousand, right?”
…
Lu Chuan’s eyes instantly lit up, and he quickly grabbed one of the people, asking, “Bro, how do I sign up for the dicinal herb identification competition?”
The man replied, “Just sign up on the spot.”
Lu Chuan quickly said, “Then let’s hurry, lead the way, I’m going to sign up!”
The man looked Lu Chuan up and down with disdain and said, “The contestants here are all renowned elderly Chinese dicine doctors, or top students from Traditional dicine University.
Are you sure you can compete?”
Lu Chuan responded with a smile, “A man should never say he can’t do it, I must be able to!”
The man laughed heartily, finding Lu Chuan quite amusing, and led him towards the competition venue.
The competition was set up in a small square.
By this ti, many people had already gathered, and the atmosphere was lively.
Lu Chuan went to the registration desk, paid a fee of five hundred yuan, and obtained the qualification to participate.
The competition would start in half an hour.
Lu Chuan noticed that indeed there were mostly old n coming to register, with many of them giving off a strong scent of herbs.
Of course, there were also so young people who, from their conversations, he deduced were students of Traditional dicine University.
As he was wandering around aimlessly, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
Chu Shanhe was being warmly led by the organizers towards the square and handed a badge that read “judge.”
Lu Chuan was slightly puzzled, “Is he a judge for this competition?”
At that mont, Chu Shanhe also noticed Lu Chuan and was evidently taken aback.
After hesitating, Chu Shanhe walked towards Lu Chuan.
“What are you doing here?” Chu Shanhe asked condescendingly.
Lu Chuan politely answered, “Uncle, I’m here to participate in the dicinal herb identification competition.”
Chu Shanhe shook his head, “If I hadn’t co, it would be fine for you to participate, but I am the judge of today’s competition.
You better drop out.”
Lu Chuan frowned, “Uncle, what do you an?”
Chu Shanhe glanced at him, “Aren’t you afraid of losing terribly and becoming a joke, and telling ngyao about it?”
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