Chapter 310 Poor children don’t learn the art of medicine

Author: Mountain Woodcutter Guardian

Chapter 310 Poor children don’t learn the art of medicine

From the time Bian Mu and the others entered the store, until the technical "assessment" was over, the old clerk never identified himself as Wei.

Bian Mu's outstanding performance far exceeded Mr. Wei's expectations. Out of concern for caring for talents, Mr. Wei promptly stopped the "technical assessment".

The young female employee was young after all, and she was an outsider. In her eyes, she only saw magic, but she didn't know that Bian Mu had already reached the end of his strength.

San Qiangzi could somewhat tell that Bian Mu was actually holding on with a long breath, and he could adjust his breath. Unfortunately, his internal energy memory was too small, and he could not reach the level of switching freely and endlessly.

That is to say, Bian Mu has a tenacious temperament and is extremely rigorous in his actions, so he gritted his teeth and endured until the second injection was completed.

Mr. Wei was like a mirror in his heart, thinking that Bian Mu had a unique qualification, so naturally he had to take care of his face. Not only did he stop the third acupuncture assessment, but he also lightly helped him lift the two acupuncture needles away from the red

balloon.

Unknown to outsiders, it is difficult to insert a needle into a balloon and even more difficult to remove the needle!

Bian Mu was convinced when Mr. Wei showed off his unique skills.

With deep gratitude and respect, Bian Mu bowed and paid attention to Mr. Wei.

After putting away the three acupuncture needles, Mr. Wei threw the useless balloon into the trash can at his feet.

"It's almost dinner time, what's going on? Shall I treat you two to fried noodles?" Mr. Wei reminded him humorously.

"I'll treat, I'll treat! We're not familiar with this area, and we asked Teacher Wei to choose a restaurant. I'll treat you!" Bian Mu responded quickly.

"That's pretty much it! Xiao Su! You choose! I haven't gone out to eat in years, and I don't even know what to order when I sit there." Mr. Wei said to the young female clerk.

It turned out that the young female clerk's surname was Su.

"Then let's go to 'Drunk Furong'! Kill them less, hehe..." I heard that Miss Su should have a very cheerful and sunny personality.

"Did you hear that? Let's go now!" After saying that, Mr. Wei began to pack up and prepare to close the stall.

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"Drunken Furong" is a Chinese restaurant, not too big or too small, giving people the impression that it belongs to the kind of mid-to-low-end restaurants that are most convenient for ordinary citizens to entertain guests.

The decoration is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, with simple and bright colors, making it look particularly clean inside and out.

Mr. Wei first ordered two dishes: shrimp cakes with oil and chicken drumsticks with egg yolk. Miss Su ordered two popular dishes: crispy croissant with yogurt and double fresh fish with fish sauce. San Qiangzi didn't want to spend money on the meal, so he only ordered mushrooms and rapeseed.

, two home-cooked dishes of spicy fish with sesame oil.

Bian Mu finally ordered a few signature dishes such as Crispy Dragon Fish Roast, Furong Broad-backed Shrimp, and Manhai Mutton Roast. In terms of price alone, Bian Mu ordered the most expensive ones and the portions were also large.

"Okay, I ordered too much and can't eat it, Xiaobian! Let me chat while the food is not on the table! You are quite smart, but your acupuncture technique is a bit messy. Young people, sometimes, don't be too greedy!

You are still young, so you have to choose the one that suits you best from among the many acupuncture techniques. You must settle down and lay down a solid foundation so that you can succeed in the future by learning from others. Otherwise, you may follow Sima Kui's footsteps!"

Mr. Wei bluntly pointed out Bian Mu's shortcomings.

"Thank you, senior, for your careful advice. I will definitely pay attention to it later. So tell me, with my current conditions, am I suitable to practice the 'Ziwu Liuzhu' acupuncture technique?" Bian Mu's words were straightforward.

"How should I put it... Based on your understanding, there should be no problem. However, the actual operation is still a bit difficult. You haven't gotten married yet, right?" Mr. Wei suddenly mentioned Bian Mu's family affairs.

"not yet!"

"How is your family's financial situation?" Mr. Wei asked directly, without any concealment.

"It's quite bad. What age is this? Our family hasn't even settled in a house of our own in a small county town!" Bian Mu didn't lie, and responded with a generous smile.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn the 'Ziwu Liuzhu' acupuncture fully, and you might end up making a mess in the future." Mr. Wei responded with an indifferent expression.

"Mr. Wei! How do you say this?" Sanqiangzi asked quickly from the side.

There were some things that Bian Mu couldn't directly ask, so the three strongmen naturally had to continue the conversation for him.

"You all know the principle of poor literature and rich martial arts. 'Ziwu Liuzhu' is a very comprehensive acupuncture method. Strictly speaking, it is more like a set of very advanced boxing techniques, sword techniques, and battle formations... Hmm

...In layman's terms, it is a method of big needles. Most people can't pick it up. It doesn't mean that so and so has insufficient intelligence or talent, okay? Let's just say it's a small side. It needs to be evaluated for a professional title, right? The rating of papers has been getting higher and higher in the past two years.

Gao, you have to spend a lot of time and think over and over, right? Okay! I won’t work in the public hospital, I will do it myself! Yes! Don’t get into money all day long, otherwise, you can’t even protect a small Chinese medicine clinic on the street.

Stay, right! Xiaobian!" At this point, Mr. Wei nodded his head.

Bian Mu has carefully inspected small street clinics many times. To be honest, not many of them really make money with their real skills.

Bian Mu nodded slightly.

Mr. Wei continued: "Xiaobian is a lively person, so it's no problem to talk to anyone. So... where's the house? Where's the car? Where's the money? Where's the upbringing of the children in the future? It's all money! Not even pens.

It’s just a small amount of money, no hard work, and hope that pie will fall from the sky?! Then where do you have the time and energy to polish the ‘Ziwu Liuzhu’ set?”

Bian Mu felt that what the old man said was very reasonable.

The three strongmen listened quietly without interrupting.

Miss Xiao Su seemed to understand somewhat, but she found the words of these three gentlemen very interesting.

At this moment, the two waitresses served the dishes.

Everyone chatted while eating.

"Sima Kui devoted himself to studying the 'Ziwu Liuzhu' acupuncture method back then. He had many lovers, but he still couldn't get married. Why? Your energy and time are limited. You are still young. You may understand it on the surface, but in fact you may not. Listen.

Have you ever said that? Children from poor families should never be sent to learn the most powerful medical skills. Why? Life comes first! Making a fortune second, and getting rich third. How much effort do you have to support such things in your life?

What's so troublesome? What's more, more than 90% of the people walking on the street have struggled to make ends meet all their lives!" At this point, Mr. Wei ate the dragon fish which was quite good. He ate a few more bites and stopped talking.

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"Old man, don't they say that noble sons come from poor families? How come you are so contrary to what I said?" At this time, Miss Su smiled and interrupted.

"Oh! You are young! This 'Ziwu Liuzhu' acupuncture method belongs to the 'Martial Acupuncture' style. It is completely the same as the 'Wenwang Nine Acupuncture' and 'Kuimen Thirteen Acupuncture' styles.

It’s not all the way. You have to have a good foundation in martial arts. Xiaobian’s qualifications are pretty good. So when does he practice? In the morning? What time do you get up? Don’t you go to work? In the evening? What time does it take for you to get off work?! Eat something

Fruit, chat a few words with family, check the phone for a while, look up, it’s almost eleven o’clock, I have to go to work tomorrow, I can’t go to bed early!” Mr. Wei once again emphasized another difficulty in learning this superior acupuncture technique.

"That's true. In my whole life, I have never seen any of my classmates practice martial arts seriously to this point! Listening to what you said, it is really the case. Children from poor families have been busy living their whole lives, how can they still do it?

What amazing skills can you learn if you have the time and energy?" Miss Su sighed casually.

To Bian Mu, what Mr. Wei just said was heartbreaking!

There's no way! It's all the truth.
Chapter completed!