Chapter 134: The Big Discovery on the Dining Table

"What a greedy guy!" The two girls shouted out their hearts at the same time.

Fan Wubing smiled and thought to himself that I not only want to drink milk and bread, but also soy milk, juice, beer and coffee. As for what I want to eat, there are more things. Beauties are like delicious food, of course, the more they are better.

However, when he thought about it, the expression on his face became a little more obscene. After seeing it, the two girls felt that Fan Wubing was now looking like he was beating, and he seemed to rush up to use violent means to him.

Chen Jingchu rarely had a tacit understanding with Feng Ping. The two girls looked at each other and smiled, but they pouted quickly. After all, the knot in the morning had not been removed, and Chen Jingchu always suspected that Feng Ping ran to Fan Wubing's room to sleep last night, so naturally it was impossible for her to give up on her.

But when she was paying attention to Fan Wubing, she found that he placed the red sandalwood needle box on the dining table. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Wubing, why do you carry this box at any time? How can it be so hindered?"

Fan Wubing reached out, touched the needle box, and said seriously, "The elders give it to me, I dare not refuse. This is a treasure my master gave me, how can I just put it on the shelf? The original intention of the master to hand over this thing to me is to hope that I can carry it forward, right?"

When Feng Ping saw the hard red sandalwood needle box, the expression on her face became a little unnatural. She could easily recall the shameful scene when she was with Fan Wubing last night. Although she was intentionally teasing Fan Wubing, the fire-playing person burned herself, but she was tortured by Fan Wubing for a whole night. When she woke up in the morning, she was still wearing two big dark circles, and now she has been slightly healed.

Thinking of Xiao Fan, who is just like a red sandalwood needle box, is also hard, Feng Ping feels a little itchy and feels indescribable. She wants to hug Fan Wubing into her arms.

"Oh, that's the reason." Chen Jingchu nodded, reached out and held a glass that was always high from the side. It was full of water. He handed it to Fan Wubing, who was eating slices of bread. He said with concern, "Wubing, come and drink some water, be careful not to choke."

Fan Wubing took the cup from Chen Jingchu's hand and felt very comfortable. He tilted his neck and poured half a cup. As a result, he felt a burning flame churn out of his throat. He couldn't help but spit out all the things he drank, and then he realized that what he drank was not boiled water, but white wine.

"Damn it, it's white wine!" Fan Wubing was so angry that he choked and coughed.

Feng Ping hurried over and kept patting Fan Wubing on the back and chest, caring for her. However, Fan Wubing was choked by the white wine and couldn't speak for a while, which was very uncomfortable.

The wine sprayed by Fan Wubing sprinkled on the dining table. In addition, Feng Ping rushed over the remaining wine in the glass, and the white wine on the entire table was flowing everywhere, soaking the tablecloth.

There were still many things on the dining table, but the two girls didn't care about these things anymore and surrounded Fan Wubing and asked about his situation nervously.

After a long time, Fan Wubing recovered. He drank some mushroom beef porridge, cleaned his throat, and said with a little discouragement, "It must be because he didn't pour out the remaining wine yesterday. It's so bad!"

"I don't know it's white wine-" Chen Jingchu said embarrassedly, "I will have boiled water in the future."

"Why don't you taste something you give to Wujian to drink first?" Feng Ping complained very much.

Chen Jingchu also felt very embarrassed. He never thought that the glass was not water but wine. How could the difference be seen on the surface? In addition, the aroma of the food on the dining table has covered the taste of the white wine. If you don’t taste it yourself, you really don’t know that the glass is made of white wine.

So Chen Jingchu looked at the culprit's cup with some anger. At this time, the cup had already been knocked over. Huh? Chen Jingchu suddenly discovered a problem, that is, the red sandalwood needle box that Fan Wubing took was soaked in the wine, and the blood-red color actually oozed out, dyeing the snow-white tablecloth red!

"What's going on? Why is this happening?!" Chen Jingchu pointed at the needle box on the table in surprise and the blood that oozed out, and asked Fan Wubing and Feng Ping.

Feng Ping was shocked when she saw the situation on the table. With a scream, she crawled into Fan Wubing's arms.

Chen Jingchu was immediately very jealous and thought that they must have a scoundrel, otherwise why would they suddenly become so close? So she ran to Fan Wubing's side, pulled one of Fan Wubing's arms, and hugged them tightly in her arms.

Fan Wubing was suddenly a little embarrassed. If a beauty threw herself into her arms, it would be a big deal. However, two beauties with very conflicted conflicts between each other threw themselves into her arms at the same time, which would be a problem, at least a trouble.

"Let me see what's going on." Fan Wubing finally broke free from Feng Ping and Chen Jingchu's pink arms and legs, carefully picked up the needle box, and immediately found blood-like red and purple marks in the wine on the table.

What's going on? Fan Wubing thought about it for a while and then understood.

To identify the authenticity of rosewood, we rely on alcohol. Generally, we use a cotton ball to dip it in some alcohol and then gently rub it on the surface of rosewood. If the cotton ball turns purple-red, then it is real rosewood, or soak the wood chips of rosewood in alcohol. If blood-red silk strips appear at the end, it means that this is real rosewood.

Of course, this is the method of identifying old rosewood. If it is new rosewood, the old rosewood that will fade when soaked in water will not fade in water.

"When red sandalwood encounters alcohol, it will naturally fade, which is a normal phenomenon." Fan Wubing briefly told the two girls about the reason, then picked up the needle box and wiped the water stains on the surface with a tissue.

When looking at this needle box again, Fan Wubing discovered a little unusual change. The rosewood box now seems not made of a whole piece of wood. At one end of the long box, there seems to be a wooden strip to seal the gap. It was originally a long time ago and looked integrated. Now that it was soaked in alcohol, the dirt on the surface was removed and the fine seams were exposed.

Is there anything in it? Fan Wubing immediately became interested. You should know that ancient people often liked to do things that others expected to keep some secrets, or did this red sandalwood needle box also hide some secrets?

When Fan Wubing thought of this, he felt a little excited, so he went to the kitchen to find some tools and wanted to pry off the sealed wooden strips.

The rosewood is very strong, and Fan Wubing didn't want to break the needle box, so it took a long time to remove the sealed wooden strips. He immediately found that the lid was hollow and there seemed to be something inside. When he took it out, he found that it was a piece of yellow silk.

A piece of silk would not attract Fan Wubing's attention. The key problem is that this piece of silk was filled with dense small fly-headed calligraphy, which seemed to record something important. Fan Wubing looked at it briefly and found that the songs recorded on it seemed to be a specific method of using acupuncture. It reads catchy and concise, which shows the writer's writing skills and his skill in acupuncture.

"What the hell is going on? Why is the wood hollow?" Chen Jingchu and Feng Ping both felt a little curious as they watched Fan Wubing fiddle with things there, especially when Dang Fan Wubing took out a piece of silk that looked very long from the wooden layer of the needle box, their interest became even stronger.

Fan Wubing carefully observed the empty space of the needle box and found that in addition to this piece of silk, there was also a golden needle in it. Although he didn't know how long it had been stored in it, it was still as bright as a newly made one.

He checked another piece of wood in the needle box and found another secret hole, which also contained a piece of silk, which indeed drew a map of the meridians and acupoints of the human body.

Acupuncture, mantra, and map. What impact will the discovery of these three things have on Fan Tianlan’s ancestors’ acupuncture technique? Fan Wubing is really a little confused at this time.

I just remember Fan Tianlan told him that the golden needle of the Eros was used to insert it into the patient's head. It seems that the formulas and maps that can match it are also very amazing.

Fan Wubing ignored Chen Jingchu and Fengping who were standing beside him, but carefully put away the things and sealed the wooden strips again, and then said to the two girls, "I think I probably found something very important."

Although he was unable to confirm the authenticity of the newly discovered map and formula, he could be hidden in wood for hundreds of years, and these graphic texts are also of great origin. Fan Wubing hoped to discover something important from it.
Chapter completed!