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Changes and injuries always appear quietly, because the injuries and battles are real, so the scars are also real.
There were three scratches on Lao He's neck, extending from his ears to his collar. These scratches are easily reminiscent of the claws of a giant bear. If we must tell the difference, we can only focus on the depth of the scars.
A senior medical officer of the Tang Dynasty sat alone at a simple wonton stall eating wontons, which was abnormal in itself.
However, with the addition of Yun Chu and Wen Wen, this scene looks very reasonable.
Taking advantage of Yun Chu's time peeling garlic, Lao He asked, "Have you whipped all the famous singers and dancers in Pingkangfang?"
Yun Chu put the peeled garlic on the handkerchief, nodded and said: "Yes, who let them climb on Cui Mian's car without any discernment, and they didn't take me, the county official, seriously at all."
"You regard the woman from Pingkangfang as your own? Also, why do you peel the garlic when you eat wontons?" Yun Chu said: "There is garlic on the table, which means they still sell noodles. We are eating together today.
I haven't been able to eat seriously all day long, so I just eat a bowl of noodles to fill my stomach.
What's the matter with you, why are you still being scratched when you go to a brothel?"
Dr. He took a sip of wonton soup and said, "Madam caught me. The women in Pingkangfang are gentle and incapable of doing such a thing."
It was easy for that guy to make money, but because of a small show, my wife and I moved all the clan members from my hometown to Chang'an.
Lao He said: "That's obviously stealing. What if we are going to be arrested?"
Pingkangfang said loudly: "Aren't you happy about this small victory?" Yun Chu said indifferently: "If it matters, I will send a clerk from Wannian County to go with him tomorrow."
Facing the menacing old man, Yun Chu shrank his neck decisively, raised his little finger at the old man and said, "No, those things were taught to him by his ancestors."
Lao He nodded heavily and said: "There is a bad one in the family."
Ping Kangfang handed down a cold towel and said, "Husband, have you ever wanted to start from a big perspective?"
Seeing Lao He's tears and losing his job, Yun Chu's eyes were filled with tears. I have never experienced that kind of experience... He lost the 400,000 yuan to marry his wife in one go and bought the smallest real estate company stock in the stock market... Then...
, I will have money to marry a wife.
Lao He looked at the two people wearing official uniforms and boots and nodded: "They are still inexperienced.
"It's the bowl of noodles that regular customers can eat. The bad young customer thinks that there is no garlic in the noodles, which will affect our intimacy with these prostitutes. Just eat noodles. God knows that the old man is best at noodles, which are wontons."
While they were talking, Yun Chu and Wen Wen asked for fried noodles under the wonton stall, but they broke them.
Yunchu said with a smile: "When these prostitutes outside Yunchu Dao have recovered from their whips, when the people have lost confidence in copper coins again, and when the people feel that they have enough to eat and drink and have no money left, Chang'an should start again."
It became prosperous.”
When you bought it, you used the favor of the old and the young... You also owe Lao Huang and Bad Young Copper coins. Recently, Lao Huang has been chasing you for it... You know I'm just embarrassing you... But you have a reason
I want to cry..."
As a result, after a few bad days, that group of people went back to their old trade and found jobs outside Chang'an. Therefore, a small group of people gathered around Lao He to eat from me.
.
She smiled softly and said: "The Cui family has not surrendered to the end. It is bad to continue the torture, but the Lu family... Hehehe, our family has no need to continue the torture."
"Aye, not you yet."
Old He nodded repeatedly and said: "The Lu family dares to offend him now. If he goes to the Cui family to sell, I think we dare to agree."
Yun Chu wiped his face with a cold towel, pondered for a moment and said, "Who do you think you are in Xiao Tang?"
Lao He wiped away his tears and said, "You provoked Lu Ting."
The old man said matter-of-factly: "But it's because of my ancestors' religion."
Wen Wenre snorted and said: "It seems that he exchanged money for supplies when prices were low?" That guy becomes weak when he is weak, and becomes strong when he is strong...Why, did you retreat too?"
Yu Xiurong: "People who do small things are obsessed with big things, but they know that the truth that they don't know is actually outside the big things."
When Doctor He saw the two bowls of noodles, he immediately pushed the wontons aside and asked the old couple selling wontons to get me a bowl of noodles too.
Yun Chu glanced at the neatly dressed old woman and said, "This woman must have worked in the canteen. When he saw you two coming over, this old woman wanted to hide her face."
"Don't forget that the water in Jinchang Pool is shallow, and watching fish is better than Taohua River. Although those two lines of poems are simple, they describe the husband's high-spirited appearance in a clear way.
Lao He looked at Yun Chu with great concern and said loudly: "At first, you thought he could bear it, and accepted the bad things when the wheat was worth forty yuan a bushel.
Lao He grabbed Yun Chu's hand and said, "What if..."
Lao He is a doctor. He hates money, but he is also willing to use medicinal materials to respect his profession.
"It's used. I ate a small bowl of the wrong noodles on the street."
It’s the ones who cry when they are hiding under the covers, and during the day they still smile and tell others that money is nothing but bullshit, and it’s bullshit to make more money once you have it.
Seeing Yunchu's silence, Wen Wenwen threw the empty bowl under the table with a clang and said to Lao He: "Tomorrow, I will take these things gathered around his house and buy them at the price of one hundred and seventy yuan."
If you send it to the Lu family, our family will definitely accept it."
Naha drew a circle in the air with her hand and said: "He is the hero of the people of Chang'an City, although we know
Dao, but you know, my sister-in-law knows, and little Master Xuanzang also said that my brother has great merits."
Yu Xiurong: "At what price did he hoard the grain?"
Yun Chu patted Lao He's hand and said, "He has great medical skills and has cured countless patients. How can he know how valuable a subordinate official is?" The old man proudly took the noodles and put them out of the pot, while showing off in a low voice.
Craftsmanship learned from the canteen.
Pingkangfang had not slept yet. When he saw her husband coming back, she was ready to ask the kitchen to bring the food cold again. "Just like what your husband will do in Jinchangfang in the future?"
When Yunchu returned home, it was very late. Although the current Chang'an City did not enforce a strict curfew, the good people in the streets and the patrolling Jinwu guards would still urge them to do something.
Night travelers should go home early.
Speaking of that, Lao He was completely in the mood to eat. Two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes. He choked up and said to Yu Xiurong: "You have worked hard to make money all those years, and in just two days, you have turned into something like this again."
Pauper... Food alone is valuable, and even the bad linen you bought is a waste... There is also a thousand kilograms of salt and eight small jars of vinegar accumulated outside the house, and you even bought two ounces of lamp oil.
Dendrobium... I buy it when the price is the lowest.
Perhaps the old woman heard what Lao He said, her body shook violently, her movements of stretching the noodles were also deformed, and several of them were broken in succession.
The way I made money in those years was very complicated. I did not rely on the thank-you gifts given by the patients' families. In order to get less and worse thank-you gifts, Lao He's attitude towards the patients was simply impeccable.
This money was the money I earned by writing speeches and materials for leaders day and night, racking my brains... I had it all in one fell swoop. At that time, I also cried.
Yun Chu shook his head and said: "If you do small things, there will be others who will do small things. In fact, what you are best at is doing big things."
Husband, if you are definitely too tired, you might as well take a rest for a while."
Wen Wen took a bite of the raw garlic and scratched his ears because of the spicy taste. Then he said to Xiong Weixin: "Did that old guy work in a small canteen in the future? If only that bowl of noodles could be so authentic."
Yun Chu let out a long sigh and said, "Fortunately, I don't have a bad wife, and a wrong girl. If I did, Xiao Tang would torture you to death."
He looked at Yun Chu, who was accustomed to being an ancestor, and stuffed noodles into his mouth with a gentle look. He was no longer familiar with my behavior.
"Yes, just like what you will do in Jinchangfang in the future, start from brick by brick, stitch by stitch, one person and one thing, so that you can look like you are not doing anything."
As for the salary I received from the official position of medical judge, it is difficult to describe in words, and it seems that Yunchu has not received salary from the Emperor of the Little Tang Dynasty for a long, long time.
Yun Chu looked up at his pair of men and couldn't help but laugh. He picked them both up at once and opened his arms from right to left.
The face looks very wrong, full of two
He kissed us on the cheek and said with a smile: "Indeed, they haven't been there yet."
In a small bowl, a lot of sesame oil has been poured on it. The spicy noodles have been cold-fried. The minced garlic and soy vinegar have also been made by the cold oil so that the aroma is released. Stir it with chopsticks. There are fried eggs and green noodles on the bottom.
The rapeseed was turned over.
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While eating noodles, Lao He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes to make a sound.
We agreed to Lao He Ruolie's invitation to visit Xiong Weixin together. After returning to Zhuque Street, the two of us parted ways and went home.
Lao He stopped eating noodles and looked at Yu Xiurong: "Your loss was very small that time. That's not the reason why you didn't have scratches under your neck."
He took a gentle look at Lao He who was in the candlelight and nodded: "That's right. He looks ugly and wears official uniforms. He also looks like a poor man. These old bustards and teapot heads should pay attention to him."
The old woman turned around and thanked her. The short old man did it and shouted at Yun Chu: "That's a craft passed down from your family. It's not a hundred years old."
Yunchu looked at Naha and said with a smile: "Whose hero is he?"
"Chang'an City will never be more prosperous again." Lao He finally ate the noodles and sighed with emotion while peeling the garlic.
Who would have thought that a bushel of wheat now costs four cents, so I should buy it with caution."
"Your brother is a hero."
While waiting for Ping Kangfang to answer, Naha in a red dress suddenly appeared behind the window and said:
Yun shouted at the old woman:
"Some people arrest him for making bad noodles, and some people hold him accountable for learning the craft secretly.
matter."
Lao He looked at Yun Chudao, who was lit by candlelight, shook his head and said:
"I came to the gate of the square and patrolled the shuttle for a long time. Finally, it didn't retreat.
go."
He nodded tenderly and sympathetically and said:
"If you are angry with your wife, come to Pingkangfang to calm down. As a man,
Send it."
This chapter has been completed!