Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 44 He's Just Jealous

Everyone knows that the area around Gushu Hutong is a slum in Chengyang County, but for some reason recently, the people in Gushu Hutong have all had good luck, and one or two have found a good job, and faint signs of fortune can be seen.

This matter has aroused endless discussions in other alleys and alleys around. Some people do not believe in evil and come to see it. As expected, the smell of meat is wafting from house to house, which is not to mention how tempting it is.

Originally, the increase in the price of rice led to the increase in other prices, but such strange things happened in the poorest place, which inevitably made people suspicious, so everyone began to inquire.

After inquiring, they found out that there was a magic fortune teller in Gushu Hutong, and the news spread.

Now, the dilapidated house is still dilapidated, the only difference is that some strangers will come to the courtyard anytime,

These people all came with the attitude of giving it a try, and left full of doubts, but the next day, they would come back with joy on their faces, handing a handful of coins to Qingyu by the way.

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This morning, Qingyu received a handful of money from a person as usual. She counted the money carefully, then strung it into the hemp rope, and glanced at the wooden figure next to him.

Pan Ming didn't notice her, but looked at Shi'an and Hongtao enviously. Those two were obviously younger than him, but they didn't speak and act like children at all, and they were so powerful at such a young age. It must be the result of learning from the master since childhood.

He looked at Shu Er, squatted down again, and held a bag of dragon beard candies, "Sister Qingyu, do you like candies? Brother bought you delicious dragon beard candies, it's so sweet, try it." As he spoke, he twisted a piece and handed it to Qingyu's mouth.

Qing Yu let out a mouthful, not polite at all.

Pan Ming saw that she was eating so much, and thought this little sister was quite cute. He put the whole bag in front of Qingyu, "Sister Qingyu, when do you think the master will teach me skills?"

Seeing his troubled face, Qing Yu thought that it should be impossible, unless you transfer to medicine, young master.

Pan Ming paused, and then said: "Master and wife love you so much, you can intercede for my brother and let him teach me."

Although there are quite a few people who call him master verbally, this family is the only one that really let him know what he is capable of.Pan Ming made up his mind that no matter what, he would learn real skills from his master.

After Qingyu finished eating one dragon beard candy, she took another, muttering,
"Father, elder brother Ming bought me candy and wanted me to intercede for him, so I ate it." She opened her mouth, a dragon beard candy was still in her mouth.

Zhui Feng was sitting on the threshold shaking the soil from his shoes, when he heard this, he looked over.

Embarrassed, Pan Ming nodded Qing Yu's head, "You little girl, you are really bad."

Then he came to Zhufeng with a smirk, and begged, "Master, you will only agree to what I want to do. As long as you tell me, I will do it."

After shaking the soil by the wind, he put on his shoes again, patted the mud on his trouser legs, then stood up and asked, "The sheriff's forehead doesn't hurt anymore?"

Pan Ming was taken aback for a moment, and made some calculations in his mind, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, I almost forgot about this, thanks to the master's reminder, today is the day to give father an injection."

Turning around by the wind, he said to Wen Ya, who was reinforcing the roof, "I'll go to the Sheriff's Mansion, you should be busy first."

Wen Ya squinted at him, knowing that he wanted to run faster, but she didn't like it, "No hurry, I'll do it when you come back." She climbed down from the roof while talking.

The corner of Zhufeng's mouth twitched, and he muttered secretly, "You're ruthless", then he walked away with his head held high and his chest held high.

Passing the old tree alley, Zhui Feng glanced casually at the first yard on the left. This dilapidated yard was originally what they wanted to rent, but Heart chose the dilapidated house behind this yard.

In the past few days, newcomers came to this yard, but Zhuifeng went back and forth many times, but he didn't see anyone living in it. The door was always closed, which made him very curious. If he couldn't hear the movement occasionally, he would I don't believe there are people living in it.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Pan Ming asked.

"Who lives here? Is there anything you can't see?" Zhufeng shook his head and left.

Sheriff's Mansion, come again, unexpectedly it will be ten days later, but for Zhuifeng, it seems that his eyes are closed and opened so quickly, once he gets busy at this time, it really can't be grasped like running water.

Pan Chenggui was on an errand in the Yamen, so Pan Ming took Zhuifeng to the back hall to rest for a while, and then ordered someone to fetch the silver needle.

The sent servant came back not long after, but there was another person behind him, and that person was holding the silver needle.

The visitor stepped forward and looked at Zhufeng for a while, seeing that the latter was wearing an old padded jacket, which didn't fit him very well, and his whole body was even more disheveled. He really didn't look like a doctor at all, so he looked down on him, thinking that he might be a charlatan. And when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, it happens to be able to cure the sheriff's headache.

Pan Ming gave a junior salute to the visitor, called out "Yang Jushi", and asked, "Who is Yang Jushi here?"

Yang Jin arched his hands, with a smile that was not a smile: "I heard that the genius doctor is going to give another injection for the sheriff, so I'll come over to see his demeanor."

Pan Ming nodded, and then said to Zhufeng: "Master, this is Master Yang, the doctor Cao Shushi." Then he introduced Zhufeng to Yang Jin.

Zhufeng smiled and got up and arched, "Master Yang."

Yang Jin gave him a contemptuous look, flicked his robe, and sat down.

Zhufeng smiled nonchalantly, and sat down again.

The servant brought snacks and tea, Zhufeng took a sip of the tea, and couldn't help but "tsk", the tea in the county guard's mansion was indeed different from the tea in the city guard room, it was much more mellow, so he took another piece of snacks to eat, Then comfortably close your eyes.

On his side, he enjoyed it leisurely and leisurely, but in Yang Jin's eyes, it was out of place.

Doctors should be self-respecting, so casual and ignorant of rules, if they put it on curing the disease and saving lives, wouldn't it be a child's play to regard human life as a joke, and they are just a charlatan who can't stand on the stage.

Perhaps the resentment was too heavy or something, Zhufeng suddenly opened his eyes, and happened to see Yang Jin looking at him with contempt.

He laughed and said, "Master Yang seems to be dissatisfied with the grass-roots people? Could it be that he envied the grass-roots people, a quack warlock, who cured the intractable diseases that have plagued you for many years? It made you lose face in front of the county guard?"

Not only envy, but jealousy.

Yang Jin became angry when he was poked at the thought in the center, and immediately blushed and scolded:
"Bold and unreasonable, a mere quack warlock dares to disrespect this official. Even if you cure the county guard's headache, this official can still cure you of a big crime of disrespect."

Zhuifeng yawned, then closed his eyes and fell asleep, completely ignoring Yang Jin.

Yang Jin had to grab the teacup at hand.This daring and arrogant person dared to show his face to him. Did he really think that if he was lucky enough to win face in front of the sheriff, he could show off his might? !

Feeling the naked resentment, Zhufeng hummed in his heart.Ordinarily, he could be regarded as the patriarch of doctors in the human world, but Yang Jin's attitude really made him, the patriarch, feel uncomfortable, so it was difficult for him to have a good face.

Pan Ming saw that the atmosphere between the two was stiff, so he hurriedly persuaded the peacemaker, "Master Yang, Master is used to being free, and he didn't mean to offend."

Yang Jin snorted contemptuously, "Of course I won't care about any charlatan who doesn't appear on the stage."

Pan Ming felt embarrassed, "Master Yang is superb in medicine, Master Yang, don't say such things again."

While talking, seeing Pan Chenggui coming into the yard, Pan Ming stopped talking.

Yang Jin put away all his emotions and got up first to salute, "Master County Sheriff, I heard that there is a genius doctor here, so I came here to observe and study."

Zhufeng finally opened his eyes, and got up to salute, and Pan Ming also folded his hands and called "Father".

Pan Chenggui waved his hand, "Well, all sit down."

After the few people were seated, Zhuifeng didn't bother to greet each other, and just handed over the silver needles, and then pricked one by one, so fast that Yang Jin, who was watching, had no time to remember which acupuncture points and the order they were pricked, and it was over.

Yang Jin was dumbfounded, he looked at Zhuifeng's casual and contented appearance, he couldn't hold back the anger anymore,

"How can acupuncture be such a trifling matter? Acupuncture practitioners should avoid rushing, especially the acupoints on the head are difficult to find. If you do not pay attention to the wrong one, it may cause serious consequences of dementia. You must be more cautious.

You warlock, you acted so recklessly on the head of the sheriff, if you pricked the wrong acupuncture point, even ten heads of yours would not be enough to cut off. "

(End of this chapter)