: Herb Identification Completed [Requesting Recommendation Votes]

It was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) at night.

The servants' quarters were filled with thunderous snoring.

Su Yang lay on the large communal bed, curled up facing the wall, his whole body covered by a thin blanket, and took out three perilla plants from his pocket.

Touching with fingertips.

[Proficiency +1!]

Su Yang's spirits lifted, and his fingers, like the most patient scholar, meticulously examined every feature: the texture of the leaves, the nodes of the stems, the distribution of the roots.

[Proficiency +1!]

[Proficiency +1!]

……

Half an hour later.

[Proficiency +1!]

[Medicinal Herb Knowledge Enhancement: (Beginner 0/200)]

A refreshing stream of knowledge flowed in, and the pictorial and textual characteristics of more than ten of the most common herbs became clear instantly.

But Su Yang only paused for a moment before continuing to touch the perilla leaves.

[Proficiency +1!]

[Proficiency +1!]

……

However, when his proficiency reached 180/200, Su Yang found that the perilla leaves in his hand had become misshapen, forming a clump of leaves, and the stems had also withered.

and.

After the perilla leaves don't fully develop, you have to touch them a couple of times for the panel to react.

However, Su Yang did not stop.

In the sweltering bed, he took out a second perilla plant and continued to "touch" it. He discovered that touching fresh perilla had changed to increasing proficiency by 1 point each time.

boom!

A short while later.

Su Yang's mind jolted, and the panel flickered.

【Medicinal Herbs Identification (Proficient 0/500)】

A torrent of information, several times larger than before, poured in!

The detailed characteristics, properties, meridian tropism, and growth habits of nearly a hundred kinds of herbs unfold like a scroll painting.

At this moment, even with his eyes closed, he could accurately recreate the shape and characteristics of the medicinal material he was touching in his mind, relying solely on the touch of his fingertips!

"continue!"

With anticipation, Su Yang continued to examine the herbs.

[Proficiency +1!]

【….】

time flies.

【Medicinal Herbs in the Medical World: (Small Success 1/1000)】

An hour later, Su Yang looked at the herbal medicine information on the mental panel, then at the three main roots of perilla and a clump of leaf mud left in his hand. He peeked out of the covers to get some fresh air, then covered himself up again and continued!

If the perilla leaves don't take shape, you need to touch them twice to increase your proficiency by 1 point.

But Su Yang moved even faster!

His hands were inside the blankets, constantly groping around.

[Proficiency +1!]

[Proficiency +1!]

……

Time slips away silently.

The sound of the clapper at midnight came from afar, exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Su Yang suddenly stopped moving.

Just as the sound of the clapper fell.

[Proficiency +1!]

【Medicinal Herbs in the Medical World (Complete)】

boom!

A vast yet gentle flow of information, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, naturally seeped into his mind.

It was not an impact, nor an indoctrination, but a natural and perfect outcome.

Everything about the 367 kinds of medicinal materials—shape, color, smell, texture, growth habits, harvesting season, properties and meridians, efficacy and indications, compatibility and contraindications... even many subtle characteristics not recorded in the book—is now clear to me.

Perilla is pungent and warm, licorice is sweet and neutral, coptis is bitter and cold, and peppermint is pungent and cool...

Each medicinal herb is like an old friend, familiar and clear.

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes.

He gently spread his hands.

The last remnants of those three perilla plants in my palm—three of the toughest root fibers.

That night, from dusk till midnight.

He used these three remaining herbs of perilla in late autumn to perfect the art of identifying medicinal herbs, a skill encompassing over three hundred kinds of medicinal plants.

The greatest truths are the simplest.

[Su Yang]

[Skill: Medical Expertise (Perfect)]

[Simplified point: 11.9]

Looking at the word "Perfect" on the panel, Su Yang's clear plan took shape in his mind: "The first step, identifying herbs, is complete. The next step is to acquire martial arts skills! This is the only shortcut to survival and escaping this quagmire!"

The night outside the window was still deep, and there was still some time before dawn.

He lay back down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

........

The next day.

At 1 p.m., Su Yang finished sweeping the courtyard as usual, put the broom back in the tool room, and went straight to the medicinal cuisine room.

His steps were much steadyer than usual, the wound on his back had mostly scabbed over, and there was no longer any obvious sluggishness in his movements.

More importantly, his eyes have changed. In the past, they were filled with suppressed numbness, but now they are filled with a calm clarity, as if they can see through the surface of things and see the underlying patterns.

Inside the medicinal cuisine room, Zheng Shanfu was frowning at a basket of mixed dried medicinal herbs.

This is a newly purchased batch of "Angelica sinensis slices", but when it was delivered, it was mixed with some "Angelica pubescens slices" that look similar.

The two herbs have completely different properties and effects. If the wrong one is used, it may have no effect at best, or even be fatal at worst. Unfortunately, the two herbs look very similar when sliced, and they must be carefully distinguished by color, texture, and smell.

He was in charge of the medicinal cuisine room by himself, and sorting the ingredients was quite a task.

"Old Zheng."

Just then, Su Yang respectfully called out from the doorway.

"Yes, it's here."

Zheng Shanfu didn't even look up, his hands still moving, only saying, "There's still some Poria cocos over there to wash, go..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yang had already walked to the winnowing basket and glanced at it.

In Zheng Shanfu's eyes, it was a jumbled mess of slices that were difficult to distinguish.

But in Su Yang's eyes...

The type that is light yellowish-brown, with a yellowish-white cross-section, oily and lustrous, and has a strong aroma is Angelica sinensis, which nourishes and invigorates blood.

The type with a grayish-brown color, a grayish-white cross-section, scattered brownish-yellow oil spots, and a pungent and distinctive aroma is Angelica pubescens, which dispels wind and dampness.

The difference between the two is as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand.

"Old Zheng, this batch of medicinal herbs... seems to have been mixed up?"

Su Yang spoke softly.

Zheng Shanfu paused, finally looking up at Su Yang with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You... could tell?"

"I know a little bit."

Su Yang didn't show off, but calmly said, "I had some contact with medicinal herbs when I was young. I've also been here these past few days and have read 'Apricot Grove Herbs Identification', which has some information about them, so I remember it."

Zheng Shanfu, still somewhat skeptical, pointed to the winnowing basket and asked, "Then tell me, how do you distinguish them?"

Su Yang reached out, picked up two pieces, and placed them in his palm, his fingertips gently brushing across the cross-section: "Look at this piece, it's yellowish-white, soft and pliable, oily, and has a rich and mellow aroma; it's angelica. This piece is grayish-white, harder, with obvious oil spots, and has a pungent and pungent aroma; it's angelica pubescens."

He spoke at a steady pace and with clear logic, not only pointing out the differences but also highlighting the key distinguishing features.

Zheng Shanfu's surprise deepened.

His judgment was accurate and seasoned, far beyond what someone with "a little knowledge" or "reading some books" could achieve. He paused for a moment, then suddenly handed the small tweezers to Su Yang: "You sort them."

This is a test, and also an opportunity.

Su Yang did not refuse, took the tweezers, and sat down in front of the winnowing basket.

His movements were not fast, but they were surprisingly steady.

With a light touch of his fingers and a slight focus of his gaze, a medicinal herb was placed in his hand. He could accurately place it into the corresponding bamboo tray without even looking closely—Angelica sinensis on the left and Angelica pubescens on the right.

At first, Zheng Shanfu was watching from the side, ready to point out any mistakes at any time.

But after watching a dozen or so films, the old man's expression changed from surprise to shock.

Not a single mistake!

Not only was it correct, Su Yang's movements also possessed an indescribable fluidity.

What alarmed Zheng Shanfu even more was that Su Yang's sorting movements carried a maturity beyond his years.

Those hands—with distinct knuckles, still slender like a young man's, and even a few calluses from the broom—moved with astonishing steadiness.

The tweezers moved without the slightest hesitation.

He picked up a medicinal herb, lightly twirled it between his fingertips, his gaze slightly narrowed, and almost without pausing, accurately placed it into the corresponding bamboo tray. That smoothness wasn't a judgment derived from "thinking," but rather more like... an instinctive confirmation.

Zheng Shanfu even noticed a detail: when Su Yang picked up some slightly inferior medicinal herbs, his brows would furrow very slightly. Although he would immediately regain his composure, the old man could not escape his keen eyes regarding the quality of the herbs.

"this……"

Zheng Shanfu was secretly alarmed.

Sorting medicinal herbs requires rote memorization for beginners, experience for experienced workers, but those who truly go far in this field rely on an almost innate "medicinal sense." It's a mysterious intuition about the properties, texture, and even the inherent "vitality" of medicinal herbs—something that can only be encountered by chance.

Su Yang said he had been exposed to medicinal herbs in his childhood, so he might have some basic knowledge. But the fluid, almost instinctive precision he displayed was definitely not something that could be achieved through mere "basic knowledge." This clearly showed he already possessed some understanding of medicinal herbs!

Could it be that this child not only has some foundation, but is also... born with this spiritual ability to sense plants and trees?

Just as Zheng Shanfu was in shock, footsteps came from outside the medicinal cuisine room.

The steward, Fei Jianhua, spoke in his high-pitched voice: "Old Zheng, Madam requests your presence; she has something to discuss."