Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 589 - 587: Visiting Elder Sun

After inspecting the land, Lin Wanwan originally wanted to cross the river to meet these manor guests (or tenants). But seeing the bamboo bridge resembling a log crossing over the river, she felt a bit uneasy and decided to delay; it’s not urgent, let’s fix the bridge first!

At this moment, Hong Yan walked up to her and reminded, "Madam, it’s almost noon, and you have an appointment to visit Elder Sun today."

"Oh, right!" Lin Wanwan remembered, almost forgetting the time she set with Elder Sun, "Let’s go back to Chang’an City."

Lin Wanwan turned and got into the carriage. The wheels rolled, and soon she left this area.

The children who were hiding in all sorts of corners on the other side of the river, with their gleaming eyes, finally gathered up their courage and came out, excitedly pointing at the departing luxurious carriage, some even mimicked riding a horse with bamboo sticks placed between their legs.

For the children, changing masters wasn’t a big deal; however, for the adults relying on this land, it was significant.

"Is she the new lord of our Xiao Family?"

"She seems kind; let’s hope she’s a good person."

Lin Wanwan paid the city tax and when she reached the Sun Mansion in Guangde Square, the elder was processing medicinal herbs.

Common folk in the Great Tang typically didn’t have the habit of lunch, but aristocrats did. However, Sun Simiao, who often traveled and endured hardships, did not.

By the time Lin Wanwan arrived, she was already famished. After greeting Elder Sun, she directly reversed the roles and had Hua Nong, who had arrived at the Sun Mansion’s entrance before her, cook.

There weren’t many servants in Sun Simiao’s residence, just two old servants and a few orphan attendants he had adopted over the years.

Lin Wanwan was beckoned by Elder Sun to join the herb processing. This task was something she hadn’t done since she set out for Chang’an, and she was a bit rusty.

Sun Simiao occasionally quizzed Lin Wanwan on the knowledge related to these herbs. Luckily, regarding theoretical knowledge, Lin Wanwan had never let up, whether in the modern world or ancient times, she always had a medical book in hand.

Studying medicine is such that whether it’s Western medicine or Chinese medicine, one must have the awareness to learn throughout life. Given that a patient’s illness won’t align strictly with what’s documented in medical texts, practical experience is as important as reading medical books.

When Hua Nong finished cooking the mutton soup, its rich aroma spread in the small yard, overpowering the smell of the herbs.

Not only Lin Wanwan’s stomach was rebelling, but the few young attendants also looked longingly towards the main hall, yearning.

After tidying up the last bit of herbs, Sun Simiao sniffed the air’s fragrance and remarked, "Your maid’s cooking skills are indeed good, there’s quite a bit of spice in this mutton soup, isn’t there?"

Lin Wanwan smiled and helped Sun Simiao up: "Yes, the ingredients for this soup were prepared as early as yesterday! Let’s go, elder, let’s have lunch first."

Lin Wanwan and Elder Sun’s portions were naturally set on their respective dining tables, while the servants and young attendants each took a large bowl to the kitchen to receive the richly spiced mutton soup from Hua Nong.

As Hua Nong poured the soup, she didn’t forget to mention, "This has lots of spices in it, fragrant, isn’t it? Lady specifically instructed me to prepare it."

Compared to the mutton, the spices were the truly expensive part.

Upon hearing this, the servants and young attendants were filled with gratitude; in the cold weather, being able to eat a bowl filled with seasoned mutton soup was truly a blessing! Mistress Lin was so generous!

"Elder, taste this bottle of wine." Lin Wanwan extended her hand, and Hong Yan handed her a bottle of wine he had kept.

Inside was fifty-three-degree Maotai wine, which Lin Wanwan bought from the modern era.

As soon as the cap was pulled off, a rich wine aroma wafted out.

"Elder, this isn’t ordinary wine, try it."

Pouring a shallow cup for Sun Simiao, the elder took a sip, closed his eyes for a careful taste, and said, "Spicy, intense, sweet, very hot, toxic."

He paused, opened his eyes, and said: "Is this alcohol?"

Lin Wanwan shook her head smiling: "This is white wine, not alcohol. Alcohol is even more intense, naturally more toxic, and should not be drunk."

Sun Simiao nodded and did not continue the topic.

After finishing lunch, Elder Sun tested Lin Wanwan’s medical skills a bit more for rest, and when it seemed about time, he began teaching Lin Wanwan about breathing exercises related to Inner Strength. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Historically, Sun Simiao was said to have lived to be over 150 years old, with some records up to two or three hundred years; such longevity undoubtedly had some health secrets.

The breathing exercises he taught Lin Wanwan were not as she initially imagined—to cultivate Inner Strength or fly over roofs and walls—but to enhance bodily functions and greatly reduce the risk of illness.

The reason Sun Simiao suddenly mentioned teaching Lin Wanwan these Inner Strength exercises was mainly that, upon meeting in the palace the previous day, he observed Lin Wanwan’s worry and blockage through the methods of Chinese medicine.

All illnesses generally begin with blockages, and practicing this breathing method over time naturally clears distractions, eases blockages, and achieves physical and mental smoothness.

Lin Wanwan studied in Elder Sun’s place until dusk before getting up to take her leave. If it weren’t for the curfew in Chang’an City, she would have stayed until after dinner before leaving.

"Elder, this is the secret recipe for making alcohol." Before leaving, Lin Wanwan finally took out a folded recipe with both hands and solemnly handed it to Sun Simiao.

Alcohol is naturally excellent, but it’s not something that can be taken out casually, especially in Chang’an City.

In this city teeming with royal relatives and nobles, someone like Lin Wanwan, who traversed from modern times without deep roots, is unfit to handle this precious thing.

If she dared to handle it, she might die miserably—unless she truly married into the Xiao Family, the title of Lanling County’s male fiancée alone wouldn’t be enough.

In Chang’an, aside from Elder Sun, she dared not trust anyone.

She didn’t even trust the couple in the Great Tang with the highest power. No, she didn’t dare to trust them at all.

She feared that after handing over this thing to obtain a gilded cage from Li Shimin.

But Sun Simiao was different; such an upright, prestigious, humanitarian doctor, if he couldn’t be trusted, then no one could be trusted.

That’s why when compiling the Barefoot Doctor Manual earlier, Lin Wanwan didn’t delete the content about alcohol, as she was prepared to offer it up.

Initially, she had thoughts of trading with the royal family, but after narrowly escaping becoming a canary once, Lin Wanwan extinguished the dangerous notion of trading with Li Shimin.

"Have you made up your mind? Are you willing to give it away?" After drinking a cup of Maotai at noon, Elder Sun clearly understood the terrifying value of this recipe.

This is the secret recipe that can create a commercial magnate.

Lin Wanwan smiled serenely, "I’m willing. I only hope it can benefit many people in your hands, which would also count as accumulating merit for my sect."

Sun Simiao looked at Lin Wanwan and laughed loudly: "Good, good, good! Let the world know, this recipe is in the hands of the old Taoist."

Lin Wanwan immediately performed a respectful bow, "Thank you, Elder, for your protection."

Sun Simiao’s implication was to bear this heavy burden for Lin Wanwan, freeing her to safely brew and sell alcohol, should she wish.

"Child, remember, this uses grain, do not brew excessively."

"Understood!"