Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Only one day had passed on my end since I connected with Zhu Yuanzhang yesterday.

But in the Hongwu era, half a month had already gone by.

Over that half month, Zhu Biao’s carbuncle had nearly healed thanks to modern medical products like amoxicillin.

According to Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao could not only get out of bed and walk now, but he also had a fantastic appetite.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he returned to being that overachiever Crown Prince again.

With his beloved son’s life saved, Zhu Yuanzhang looked ten years younger.

“Teacher, your miraculous skill has brought the dead back to life. You are truly a sacred physician of the nation,” he said to me.

“No, no, no, no. This really isn’t my doing.” I hurriedly waved my hands.

This was the achievement of modern medicine.

It was the result of centuries of scientific accumulation in modern human society.

As for me, I was nothing more than an ordinary individual from the modern world.

Even though I kept trying to decline the credit, Zhu Yuanzhang insisted on putting it all on me.

“Teacher saved my son. If you were in the Great Ming, you would most certainly be granted a marquisate and appointed chancellor!

“But Teacher and I are separated by such a vast distance. All I can do is offer you some wealth as a small token of compensation.

“Teacher, name whatever you wish. As long as my Great Ming has it, I will present it to you with both hands.”

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke with tremendous generosity.

I looked at him, thought it over from every angle, then carefully said, “Then I’ll go ahead and say it.

“I’d like some cultural relics.”

“Cultural relics?” Zhu Yuanzhang raised an eyebrow. “Teacher means things like porcelain, calligraphy, and paintings?”

I said, “Pots, bowls, ladles, and basins are fine too.”

Pots and bowls from the Ming dynasty would definitely count as cultural relics in the present day!

“You don’t want gold, silver, jewels, and things like that?” Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a frown.

“No.”

“All right, then! You scholars really do love this kind of stuff!” Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his thigh.

“Over the years, when I confiscated property from those scholar-officials, I ended up with piles and piles of fans, calligraphy, paintings, vases, teacups, and who knows what else. Never understood what use any of it was!

“It’s all been thrown into the national treasury, and there’s almost no room left! I was just worrying about what to do with it!

“Since Teacher wants it, I’ll have it all sent to you!”

When the museum director arrived at my place, his jaw nearly hit the floor.

My little home of less than a hundred ping-roughly three hundred and thirty square meters-was packed full of all kinds of bronze vessels, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jade artifacts…

There was also a thick stack of Great Ming Treasure Note bills.

Zhu Yuanzhang had said he felt terribly embarrassed for only giving me these useless things, so he insisted on adding another five hundred thousand Great Ming Treasure Note bills as a thank-you gift.

The museum director stared in shock and disbelief.

“Has the god of archaeology descended to earth?”

I also took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down-

But how the hell was I supposed to stay calm?!

Clutching my pounding heart, I helped the museum staff move the relics one by one.

The director had driven over in a van.

But that was obviously nowhere near enough.

In the end, ten large trucks were parked downstairs from my home.

Archaeologists from all over the country rushed to my place overnight.

Under the watchful eyes of the leading figures of the archaeological world, relic after relic was carefully carried onto the trucks.

An old man with a white beard clasped my hand, tears streaming down his face.

“Thank you! Thank you!” His tears dripped onto my wrist.

“On behalf of all members of Huaxia’s archaeological community, I thank you for your contribution to Huaxia civilization!”

“No, no, please, you’re giving me far too much credit!” I hurriedly shook my head.

“I’m just an ordinary fortune-telling streamer.”

I really was just an ordinary fortune-telling streamer.

I had a tiny bit of spiritual ability and made a little money through livestreaming.

Then one day, out of nowhere, my livestream connected to the myriad worlds.

Qin Shi Huang and Zhu Yuanzhang regarded me as their benefactor.

Imperial Consort Yang, Consort Qi, and I drank together, chatted, and talked about everyday life.

To me, all of this was nothing short of a miracle.

I had no way to explain any of it through science.

But when all was said and done, there was only one thing to say:

Huaxia has always had its own national destiny!