Chapter 4473 Working in Vain

With the decline of the Uzbek people, young people in the Uzbek tribe are no longer willing to learn the obscure writing of the Uzbek people.

How could Shui Yijun be so proficient in learning while reading a book by himself? How could the high priest not be envious of him?

He glanced at Xiaozhuang.

Xiaozhuang understood what he was thinking and said with a smile: "I am not as smart as the second prince-in-law. If the high priest is willing, why not pass the position of high priest to him? I guarantee that he can lead your Uzbek tribe to flourish."

The high priest snorted heavily: "We, the Wu tribe, don't need an outsider to lead us."

"As if no one cares about it." The child curled his lips, "Piaoyun Villa is not more powerful than your Uzbek tribe? When my own mother begged him to inherit the position of the owner of the village, he didn't want it. Why would he come to your place to be a high priest?"

The high priest fell silent.

He values ​​the Uzbek tribe, but in the final analysis, the Uzbek tribe is just a small tribe, with only a few thousand people.

In front of the Great Zhou Kingdom, it was indeed nothing.

Qian'er asked: "Second Prince Consort, is there anything wrong with this recipe?"

"The prescription is a good one, but the medicine in it is something I have never heard of." Shui Yijun replied.

Everyone looked at the high priest.

The high priest was somewhat proud: "This velvet wild rice is a unique medicine of our Uzbek tribe. You can't find it outside."

"Can you give me one to see?"

"I have it in my pharmacy." The high priest said and called the servant, "Go and get a velvet wild rice."

The servant went and brought out a wild rice plant.

Several people gathered around to watch.

Shui Yijun took it, looked at it carefully, pinched off a small piece and put it in his mouth to taste.

"Can you take medicine casually?" the child laughed.

"If there is no doctor who tastes the medicine, how can we know the properties of the medicine and give it to patients?" Qian'er said, "Just doing this is really dangerous. If you are not careful, you will hurt yourself."

The child sighed: "Good doctors are so rare."

Shui Yijun concentrated his attention and remained silent.

The high priest said: "My Prince Consort, you don't need to take the medicine. You can't find this velvet wild rice anywhere else. If you want it, I still have dozens of them, just take them."

"A few dozen strains are enough for several people?" the child asked.

"Boil it into medicine and divide it into a portion, which is enough for hundreds of people." The high priest said.

"Hundreds of people? How can this be enough? Wherever there are velvet wild rice, I will pick them." The child volunteered.

The high priest said: "No."

"No?!"

"This medicine is very special. It only grows on the day of rain every year, and then falls in three hours. If it is not picked out in time, dried and stored, it will not be retained."

"It's still early before the rainy season next year. How can we wait so long? High Priest, how many wild rice leaves do you have? I want them all."

"There are only so many." The high priest was helpless, "This thing is not very useful, and it can only be used in a few cures. Moreover, these velvet wild rice grow on cliffs, so the tribesmen will not take risks to pick them. Over the years, I have only kept a few hundred plants in my medicine storehouse, and they have been used up one after another, and these are the only ones left. If I want to have more, I can only wait until the rains come next year."

Qian'er asked: "So, I also ate one?"

"Otherwise, the eldest princess's illness will not be cured so easily."

"This is really troublesome." The child was a little angry. "Only saving a few hundred people, what's the point? It's just a waste of work."

"Why are you so anxious? It's meaningful to be able to save one more person. There must be a way to reach the mountain, and there is no way there is really nothing we can do." Qian'er said.