Convincing Sun Simiao is a very difficult thing. Such people are firm-minded and have their own rules of conduct. What's even more annoying is that they will never push dangerous and difficult things to others like Xiao Han!
Ahem... It seems like I just said that Xiao Han has good character, and it's a shame to overturn it so quickly. Then let's change it to a more formal term: Those who work hard will govern others, and those who work hard will govern others.
After that, I had a long phone call with Sun Simiao sincerely, but unexpectedly, the old man's idea did not change at all! It even seemed that he had a vague idea of pulling Xiao Han!
At the end of the story, Xiao Han himself was feeling terrified, thinking that he wanted to use himself as a mascot again?
This can’t happen! Absolutely not!
I had never experienced the hardship of going up the mountain, and I still had strong interest to support it.
Now let Xiao Han go through the Qinling Mountains again, and he will die halfway through!
Fortunately, Xiao Han's mind works very quickly when he encounters a crisis. When he saw that this road was blocked, he immediately dismissed the matter! The conversation changed and he instead talked about studying medicine in detail with Sun Simiao in the past two days.
The thing, well, is to study the relationship between human blood and Qi!
Things turned out just as Xiao Han expected! As soon as this topic was raised, it immediately aroused Sun Simiao's strong interest!
In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, the concepts of qi and blood are complementary, but few people analyze them, let alone know their specific concepts!
According to Sun Simiao's idea, it would be the best thing if he could get some inspiration from Xiao Han!
He knew Xiao Han very well and knew that he had many things hidden in his head, but he was extremely lazy and never took the initiative to reveal it.
Sometimes, he wanted to find a hammer and crack Xiao Han's head open to see! But since he took the initiative to bring it up this time, he quickly agreed. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he had to drag him to argue.
With great difficulty, Xiao Han used the excuse of preparing materials to get rid of Lao Dao, and coaxed him to go back first like a child. He quickly asked Xiaodong to find the best hunter in the area, planning to come to him to build a plank road in the open and secretly infiltrate Chencang!
"First, when the old man is not paying attention, call Da Niu to get all those Sanqi back! It will save him from worrying about anything, and he wants to run into the forest when nothing happens. What are you doing? Do you really want to be a monkey?"
Xiao Han walked back amidst Xiaodong's admiring expression, but when he thought about the relationship between Qi and blood that he had lied about, he immediately felt a headache.
How should I demonstrate to him next? If the old man sees that he is fooling him, his life will be ruined!
Hey, some people say: Living in this world means endless tossing! When one day the tossing stops, it’s almost time to bury it in the soil.
The pastoral life is very pleasant. Xiao Han, who was as tired as a dog in the big city, had dreamed of living this kind of life! But when he saw the farmers working in the fields, he suddenly thought clearly:
Only when you have money can you be pastoral! Without money, what is pastoral is not pastoral, and pastoral is not pastoral. Don’t call eating in the loess so literary!
When people have no money, they only have one thought: to become rich! As for what it means to be rich, this concept is very vague. After all, no one will dislike having more money.
Fortunately, Xiao Han has skipped the concept of money since he came to this world!
Money? What can money do? This has become a somewhat funny question for Xiao Han.
Although he is located in a corner, the information from Xiao Han's side has never been cut off.
As he expected, under the strong attack of the two war gods of the Tang Dynasty, Xiao Mian's territory shrank sharply, and he was about to reach the capital of Yueyang.
On the other side, Li Shimin's battle is also coming to an end. If it were not for the concerns about the relatives and people in Jinyang who have not withdrawn, Jinyang should have been defeated.
The Tang Dynasty was standing tall in the world with its true arrogance.
The autumn rain was gentle, and an oil-paper umbrella floated quietly into the courtyard like a blooming flower in the rain.
Xiao Han's temporary wooden house next to the rice fields is many times bigger than when it first started.
Because he was not sure when he would be able to return to Chang'an, the last time he built Xiao Lian's residence, he simply built a few more side rooms next to it. Anyway, Xiao Han had plenty of money. If he built more houses, the carpenter would be happier. He would have to sigh every day.
, there is no reward to get.
The courtyard made of bricks and stones now looks like a house. Several newly built wooden houses guard Xiao Han's room, forming a group of wooden houses in the middle of the courtyard. The advantage of this is that in case of winter, each other can
It can also be warmer in the dependent house.
The rain in autumn is not a good thing for farmers. There is no way to dry the harvested grain, and the fields about to be harvested are so muddy that it is impossible to walk on them.
Farmers will not go to the fields to work in this kind of weather. They all hide at home and curse the damn weather. Instead of working harder than in spring, they are working hard again in autumn!
Compared with other places, Xiaohan is an accident. Because it was planted late, the rice seedlings have not grown yet. A large area of green is swaying in the drizzle, which is particularly enchanting.
The oil-paper umbrella in the rain was folded up when it arrived in front of the house. Xiao Lian smoothed the wet hair in front of her forehead, shook the rainwater on the umbrella, and then placed it at the door.
After entering the room, she carefully placed a small pile of plums in her arms on the table. These were the ones she had just picked from the tree outside in the rain.
I don’t know if that plum tree was natural or if someone planted it there on purpose. When it didn’t bear fruit, it was still unrecognizable. Only after it did bear fruit did Xiao Han realize that it was a plum tree.
The tree was not big, but it produced a lot of fruits. When it was ripe, Xiao Han tried to eat two, and he immediately fell in love with the taste.
Sweet, not a bit sour! From then on, whenever there were ripe plums, Xiao Lian would always pick them off, wash them and give them to Xiao Han. The sudden rain today made Xiao Lian afraid of the ripe plums.
It was knocked to the ground by the rain, so I went to pick it in the rain.
The fruit of these plums has a very fragrant smell. When piled on the table, it permeates the entire wooden house in an instant. Mixed with the original fragrance of wood, the smell is particularly comfortable.
This is Xiao Lian's own house, it belongs entirely to her!
Although it is not big and does not have as many decorations as in a brothel, it is her real home! Every time she stays here, Xiao Lian always feels at ease indescribably.
Taking out a towel, Xiao Lian wiped the purple plums clean little by little, while thinking about her own little things.
The young master's status must be very high, Xiao Lian knew it a long time ago when he was in Hanzhong City!
People here call him Marquis. At first, Xiao Lian didn't know what kind of official title this was. Later, after Xiaodong's explanation, he started to understand somewhat.
However, Xiao Lian doesn't care about this. Even if the young master is just an ordinary young master, it doesn't make any difference to her.
This chapter has been completed!