Zhang Ximeng was curious and wanted to know what ingredients were used, but the doctor didn't tell him. He just told him that ginseng and donkey-hide gelatin were used in it, and the rest were all top-quality products for warming qi and blood.

"Boy, if Miss Ma hadn't ordered these medicinal materials, you wouldn't have needed them."

What else can Zhang Ximeng say? We must remember the grace of survival in our hearts.

Five days later, Zhang Ximeng was able to walk around.

The little guy Mu Ying was naturally the happiest. He surrounded Zhang Ximeng, beaming and talking about the Ma family. Although he had not officially accepted Mu Ying, he almost regarded Mu Ying as his son. He gave him new clothes and shoes, and put a lot of money on his head.

There is also an exquisite tiger head hat, which is very cute.

It seems that there is hope for Mu Ying's wife.

Zhang Ximeng is happy for Mu Ying, but he has not yet figured out how to gain a foothold.

After Zhu Chongba and Mr. Ma got married, they got a separate small courtyard. When he married his wife, he got a house. How many people should be drooling over this treatment?

The couple lived in the main room, and Zhang Ximeng lived in the east wing. In addition to the temporary ward, there was half a room with a lot of books piled up. Unfortunately, no one came to look at them, and they were all covered in dust.

Zhang Ximeng believes that no matter what time it is, it will be beneficial to read more and become an excellent essayist, except of course, except for Equatorial Guinea, which is ruled by a few madmen.

He walked in and looked through it carefully.

As an ordinary college student, he must be well-read in miscellaneous books, and he has also inherited the memory in his body. It is not difficult to read these ancient books.

Soon, Zhang Ximeng got used to it and spent all his free time reading. Ma noticed it and told Zhang Ximeng that all the books here belonged to him and he could read as he pleased.

Zhang Ximeng was naturally happy. In this world, having a few books must be very valuable. Therefore, Zhang Ximeng browsed and sorted them out, sorting them into categories according to Confucian classics, enlightenment readings, poems and songs, etc., and put them all away.

Just when he was sorting through the books, he found another wooden box.

What will it be?

Could it be gold and silver treasures?

Zhang Ximeng wanted to tell Ma, but Ma was not there and there was no lock on the box, so Zhang Ximeng opened it.

When he looked inside, Zhang Ximeng was disappointed. It was just some calligraphy and painting. In these troubled times, calligraphy and painting are of course worthless.

If you guessed it correctly, it should be the spoils of war after the Red Scarf Army entered Haozhou.

Some people want gold and silver, but no one cares about these spiritual foods.

Zhang Ximeng flipped through it casually, and what appeared in front of him was a painting of ink orchid. The orchid in this painting is outstanding, with a balance of hardness and softness. It is a good work... But Zhang Ximeng doesn't understand ancient paintings, so he just looked at it casually.

But when he saw the signature, he couldn't help but be shocked!

It's him!

I have heard about this painter Zhang Ximeng in his two lifetimes. Let me talk about this life first. When Zhang was alive, he said many times that he should not be like Prime Minister Wen, but should be like Zheng Sixiao!

Prime Minister Wen is naturally Wen Tianxiang. How could Zheng Sixiao be so good as to be placed with him?

It turns out that Zheng Sixiao was a student of the Southern Song Dynasty. After the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty, he decided not to be an official in the Yuan court. No matter whether he was sitting or lying down, he always faced the south. Every winter solstice, he would go outside the city to cry south.

The most puzzling thing is that Zheng Sixiao is good at painting orchids, but his orchids have no roots or soil, and seem to appear out of thin air. A friend persuaded Zheng Sixiao that he should paint them with soil to make them look better.

But Zheng Sixiao asked: "The land has been taken away by outsiders, don't you know?"

It can be seen that Zheng Sixiao was loyal to the Song Dynasty throughout his life.

His orchid painting fell into the hands of the stamping maniac, and was later taken out of the palace by Xuantong... Zhang Ximeng saw this painting in the previous life at the Osaka Municipal Art Museum in the Japanese country.

Melantu, which represented loyalty, fell into the hands of a foreign country. The impact on Zhang Ximeng was huge at that time. The anger was almost overwhelming. After returning from the trip, Zhang Ximeng made up for a lot of history.

Now that I have seen the Mo Lan Tu again, one can imagine Zhang Ximeng’s mood.

He was so absorbed in it that he didn't even notice that a person appeared behind him.

"Brother Zhang!"

The person who came was none other than Zhu Chongba.

Zhang Ximeng hurriedly apologized and said, "It's my benefactor. I shouldn't have messed around with this. Please forgive me."

Zhu Chongba waved his hand magnanimously, "No one can understand these calligraphy and paintings, they just treat them as trash... I see you are fascinated by them, do you understand this?"

Zhang Ximeng is very modest, "I just heard it from my family, but I can't even say that I understand it."
Chapter completed!