A few other people stopped joking, and then they believed that Lao Zuo was really sick, but they didn't know what kind of disease this sick was that was even more painful.
Zeng Yi helped Lao Zuo to check the pulse, and looked at the tongue coating again, and wondered in his heart that there was nothing wrong with Lao Zuo's body.
Insomnia is nothing more than caused by physical and emotional factors, physically, that is, qi, blood, stasis, phlegm and other factors, but Lao Zuo's pulse does not show signs of yin deficiency and fire, nor phlegm and heat internal disturbance; If it is said to be caused by emotions, it is not like the heart, liver and spleen meridians are in charge of people's emotions and thoughts, but the situation of these three meridians cannot lead to such serious insomnia.
On the contrary, Lao Zuo's severe insomnia caused irritability and irritability, which made the three classics a little excited.
"Recently, in terms of daily life, is there any difference from before, such as changing the bed, adding new furniture and potted plants to the home," Zeng Yi asked.
In addition to physical and emotional reasons, that is the environment, there are a very small number of people, quite sensitive to the environment, as long as the environment changes a little, they will not be able to sleep, in reality we can often see some people, change the bed, tossing and turning.
Lao Zuo shook his head, "There hasn't been a slight change." ” Zeng Yi thought about it for a while, and asked, "Did Boss Zuo go abroad recently on a long trip?"
Lao Zuo's face suddenly showed surprise, "You can also call this out, I went to the United States last month." ” Zeng Yi laughed, he had some understanding of the cause of Lao Zuo's insomnia, and said: "Your disease, in the words of Western medicine, is called biological clock disorder, because the adjustment is not jet lag, so it leads to insomnia. ” Not only Lao Zuo, but several other people in the room also felt that Zeng Yi's statement was problematic, isn't insomnia a biological clock disorder, why do you have to emphasize it again.
"Then how do you adjust this," Lao Zuo frowned.
This biological clock is not a pendulum clock, and it can be manually corrected if it is messed up, unless it is a normal schedule, it is difficult to adjust it, but the current problem is that I can't fall asleep at all.
"Simple, I'll give you a prescription, take three doses, and you'll be fine."
Zeng Yi thought for a while and said, "30 grams of lily, 9 grams of perilla leaves, decoction in water." ” Lao Zuo thought about this recipe, he also studied Chinese medicine for a few days, and he had some understanding of Chinese medicine, lily is mainly used to nourish yin and moisten the lungs, and also has the effect of calming and calming the nerves, used to treat insomnia, which seems to be symptomatic; But perilla leaves are a medicine for dissipating cold, and it is used to treat colds and colds, which seems to be a bit wrong.
"What is the saying of this recipe?"
asked Lao Zuo.
"Healer, meaning.
The lily blooms at dusk, and the perilla leaves hang down at dusk, these two things have the most diurnal and nightly rising and falling gas, which is used to regulate the circadian disorder of Boss Zuo, and the most symptomatic, you take three doses first, and you will know the effect.
Zeng Yi smiled, some people are indeed very sensitive to jet lag, but like the boss Zuo in front of him, it is still relatively rare to be so sensitive that it is difficult to sleep for a month.
Lao Zuo said "oh", Chinese medicine does have the saying of "the doctor's intention", but no one has ever prescribed it in this way, and there is no scientific basis for inferring that it can treat a certain aspect of the disease based on the characteristics of a certain medicinal material.
"Okay, the prescription is also opened, Lao Zuo, you should hurry up and find someone to grab the medicine" Dong Hongfeng couldn't sit still, and he said noisily: "Hurry up, everyone take out their good things." ” The people present smiled, and then took the things they brought to appreciate today and placed them on a long table of eight immortals in the room.
Zeng Yi was a layman, he took his medical practice box over, and then sat back, not ready to be involved in the identification. and Zeng Yi are also laymen, as well as the two entrepreneurs in Rongcheng, the short and fat Boss Xu, brought a statue of Guanyin, not big, about 20 centimeters, he is self-aware, put down things, also sat back, and accompanied Zeng Yi to drink tea, his purpose today is to let experts help him identify the authenticity of things.
On the contrary, Boss Chen, who had a short beard on his mouth, stood at the table of the Eight Immortals, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, carefully observing other people's things.
There are actually only three professionals on the scene, Cui Shiying is an appreciative because of the problems of the profession he is studying; Dong Hongfeng is in this antique business, and his eyesight is even more extraordinary; Comparatively speaking, Boss Zuo, who lives leisurely, can only be regarded as half an expert, but in terms of calligraphy, Boss Zuo has a deep attainment, no worse than Cui Shiying and Dong Hongfeng. , Dong Hongfeng's eyes were very poisonous, and he took a fancy to the statue of Boss Xu at a glance, and when he touched it, he found that it was actually carved from ebony.
Ebony is what everyone calls gloomy wood, which is a fossil formed after thousands of years of wood deposited under the ancient riverbed, and is of extraordinary value, so the ancients also said, "I would rather have an ebony side than a box of jewelry." ” "Lao Xu, where did you get this thing from?
The vision is good, this material alone is worth more than ten or two hundred thousand" Dong Hongfeng carefully observed the style of the statue, and said: "Look at the knife work and modeling, it should be an object from the Ming Dynasty, Lao Xu, you picked up Baole." ” Boss Xu smiled and looked happy, now the market is full of fake antiques, he, a layman, can get a real thing, he is really satisfied, at least he didn't pay tuition.
Dong Hongfeng looked at Zeng Yi's box again, and said: "Made of Huanghuali, the material is extraordinary, the carving is also simple and atmospheric, it is an antiquity, this box is very good, but why carve it into buds" Dong Hongfeng shook his head, a little puzzled, the most beautiful moment of the flower is after the bloom, and it is rare to see people carving buds.
"The flowers are here" Zeng Yi stepped forward and pressed the bud, opened the box, and then flipped the box over.
"Huh" Dong Hongfeng's eyes lit up immediately, it turned out that after the box was opened, the buds on the surface of the box stretched out a little, and the shape became a flower, I didn't expect that this box still had a mechanism inside, and the craftsman who made it back then must have spent a lot of ingenuity.
"It's a little interesting, it's a little interesting" Dong Hongfeng happily held the box and looked at it twice, and found the difference between the flowers, looking at the shape, it should be a plum blossom, but the plum blossom only has five petals, but it is carved into six petals here, and I don't know if the carving is wrong.
The last time Cui Shiying saw this box, he only cared about his wife's condition at that time, and he didn't look closely, so he didn't find this place, at this time he also came up to take a closer look, and after a while, he said: "I'm also a little jealous now, Dr.
Zeng actually holds such a treasure box every day and treats people everywhere." ” Dong Hongfeng thumped his chest, "If I knew this, I would have asked someone to rob him." ” Zeng Yi smiled, "I just think it's more convenient to go out with it." ” Dong Hongfeng's eyes rolled twice, and he came over to discuss: "Doctor Zeng, I like your box very much, I don't know if there is any possibility of cutting love."
Zeng Yi shook his head, "There is no need to say this, this box is inherited by my family, and my ancestors have used this box to practice medicine." ” When Dong Hongfeng heard this, he had to give up, and when he stepped forward to look at other objects, he was a little interested, and his mind was all on Zeng Yi's box, he was a professional antique collector, and when he encountered good things, he wanted to put them in his pocket, and then put them at home to appreciate them slowly.
The things everyone brought were quickly appreciated, some real and some fake.
Boss Chen, who had a short beard on his mouth, the two things he brought were identified as fake, and he seemed to be a little unconvinced, and argued with Cui Shiying and the others for a few words, and finally had to admit it, and sat there drinking tea angrily.
"Alright, Lao Chen, don't be angry."
Dong Hongfeng persuaded, "When everyone has a blind eye, I also paid a lot of tuition fees back then." ” "Yes, don't take it too seriously, and then play slowly in the future" The short and fat Boss Xu also persuaded.
Boss Chen is even more unhappy, if someone else says this, he can still accept it, but Xu Fatzi, who is also a layman like himself, can buy real goods, and his level is stronger than him, so why did he buy fakes.
Thinking of this, Boss Chen was even more unhappy, he stood up, "I still have one more thing here, a few more will help to take a look." ” As he spoke, he stepped aside and took out a pair of rolled scrolls from a small safe.
"Lao Chen, you are really, if you have a good thing, take it out early" Dong Hongfeng is an expert, as soon as he looks at the degree of yellowing of the paper and the texture of the scroll, he knows that this thing is not bad, he hurriedly walked over, cleaned up the Eight Immortals table, vacated a large space, and said: "Come, put it here, let me take a closer look."
There was already some impatience in his tone.
Boss Chen held the scroll over, untied it carefully, and then slowly laid it out, and finally opened the scroll and spread it on the table.
"It's Dong Qichang's word" Dong Hongfeng recognized it at once, this is still his old family, what about the ancestor, his face was delighted, carefully observed the calligraphy style, and checked the back of the payment and bell seal, and said: "That's right, it is Dong Qichang's words, which belong to his early works, at this time his style has not been completely formed, during which many words still imitate the traces of many famous artists." ”, Zeng Yi is not very good at appraising calligraphy, but Dong Qichang still knows that it was a generation of calligraphers in the late Ming Dynasty.
Dong Qichang's calligraphy is not good at the beginning, on the contrary, his early years of calligraphy are ugly.
When he was seventeen years old, Dong Qichang went to take the entrance examination, which should have been the first place, but the examiner thought that his handwriting was too ugly, so he gave the first place to Dong Qichang's nephew.
This made Dong Qichang suffer a lot of humiliation, and after he came back, he was indignant, studied and copied a lot of calligraphy characters, and finally claimed to be one.
Cui Shiying and Lao Zuo also stepped forward to carefully appraise it, and finally said: "It should be Dong Qichang's authentic handiwork, looking at the style, it is indeed his early works, and you can indeed see some eyebrows and eyes of other famous styles during it." ” The meaning of this sentence is that the style of Dong Qichang's work has not yet reached its full completion, and it is still influenced by other famous artists.
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"Lao Chen, this painting is very good, Dong Qichang's work, but it's too rare" Dong Hongfeng looked reluctant to give up, lying on the scroll and refusing to let go.
The corners of Lao Chen's mouth turned up, showing a smug look, he looked at Zeng Yi and Xu Fatzi who hadn't expressed their opinions yet, "You two can also help take a look." ” Xu Fatzi waved his hand again and again, "My own words are all dog crawling forks, how can I understand this, so I won't be ugly." ” Zeng Yi usually likes to write, and when he heard this, he walked over, stood in front of the scroll and looked at it for a while, his brows furrowed, and he asked Dong Hongfeng next to him, "Boss Dong, this character is really Dong Qichang's early work" Dong Hongfeng raised his eyes, "What do you mean by other people's words, I may be able to read it wrong, Dong Qichang and I are from my own family, and I will never be wrong about his words." ” Zeng Yi shook his head, "If you say so, then this painting is fake."
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