Huang Yifeng said to Yang Zimei, who was lowering his head to pack his books, "Are you... free to help me with acupuncture now?"
"Yes." Yang Zimei nodded. She also wanted to treat him as soon as possible. Otherwise, she would have to block her sense of smell every day, which was really a bad thing.
The people in the classroom had just finished leaving, and Yang Zimei motioned for him to take off his shirt.
Huang Yifeng was very embarrassed to take off his clothes in front of a girl who was like a goddess, and he hesitated to take off his clothes.
Yang Zimei was a little impatient, "If you don't take off your clothes, I won't be able to do acupuncture with you, so I have to go home."
Huang Yifeng gritted his teeth and took off his shirt.
Body odor occurs due to the evil of dampness and heat, which accumulates in the armpits, transforms into turbid air, and overflows to the outside. Acupuncture must be used to dredge the meridians and acupoints to achieve the therapeutic effect.
Yang Zimei told him not to move, took out the silver needle from his schoolbag, identified Ganshu, Pishu, Guanyuan, Shenmen, Zhongwan, Fenglong, Qimen and Qiuxu acupuncture points, and stabbed them neatly and neatly.
Apply the silver needle, twist, lift and insert...
Twenty minutes later, she pulled out all the silver needles, put them back in the bag, and said to Huang Yifeng, "That's it."
"So fast?" Huang Yifeng was stunned.
Yang Zimei nodded. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a camera clicking outside the window.
Yang Zimei and Huang Yifeng didn't care. They thought it was just someone else taking pictures, so they packed their things and prepared to go home.
Huang Yifeng returned home and after taking a shower, he raised his arm and sniffed his armpit vigorously, and found that the strong smell before had faded.
Is acupuncture really good?
He started jumping around for a while to make himself sweat profusely. Then he raised his hand to smell it and found that it really didn't stink much anymore.
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Yang Zimei did not go home directly, but turned to Brunei Street.
It is now 2002. The country's economic development momentum is very strong. Everyone's living standards have begun to improve. There are many rich people. They are even more enthusiastic about antiques, creating a batch of antique crazes.
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Ever since she picked up a big leak here when she was five years old, she has been unable to go down the mountain or come here again due to the backlash of her energy and damage to her muscles and bones.
She always remembered that she had promised Song Xuan to learn antique knowledge from him when he was six years old, but she had not fulfilled her promise and wondered if he still remembered her.
Ten years have passed and the world has changed. Maybe he has forgotten himself long ago.
In her previous life, in 2002, she remembered that Song Xuan married a very virtuous and good-looking wife and gave birth to a fat son with a cute braid that went up to the sky. He walked up and down Brunei Street every day.
She did not go directly to Moxuan to find Song Xuan, but continued to check the street vendors to see if she could find any big leaks.
In order to be transferred to the city for work, my father spent a lot of money and spent 150,000 yuan to buy a duplex mansion along the river. My mother later gave birth to two younger brothers at once, and the money for milk powder was also very considerable.
The 600,000 she originally earned is almost gone.
She had to think of ways to make money, and picking up antiques was the fastest way to earn money. Anyway, she could see the quality of the antiques and directly know their authenticity.
She looked at more than a dozen stalls, but she didn't find a single shiny object. They were all fake and shoddy goods, which was really boring.
When her mood was waning, she suddenly felt a white light flashing, and something blinded her eyes.
She searched for the source of the white light and found that the white light came from a dirty stall set up by an old man. There were some ancient black coins stained with mud scattered randomly on it. Even an inexperienced person could tell them at a glance.
The ancient coins are imitations and the workmanship is really shoddy.