My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 292 291 [About the fact that I PUA the simulated scene NPC]

   The whole process seems to take a lot of time, but it doesn’t seem to be very fast if you calculate it comprehensively. In fact, it was just because He Zhao treated a young man.

   As per normal procedure, patients should be one after the other. With a glance, he could see what the disease was. No matter how difficult it was to take a pulse, ask about the symptoms at the time of the onset, plus the time-consuming treatment, he could handle twelve people in half an hour.

   Ideally, a patient will be credited with 5 points of proficiency, and the twelve will add up to a full 60 points. Proficiency and Xiaocheng-level proficiency are mixed together.

   Isn't it better than "staying alone in an empty room" and forcing to turn over a book?

   Not to mention, there are still wages.

Perfect!

   "The needle bag, I will accept it rudely." He put on an excited expression on his face. Ordinary people got a set of items worth twenty-five taels for nothing, and no one would have a bitter face.

   Just for some reason, Mr. Fan hesitated several times, as if he had some scruples about accepting disciples.

  “.”

   Uncle, what should I do if you don't open your mouth?

   He had no choice but to continue acting, putting the needle bag into the wide sleeve robe, and clasping his fists with both hands in a salute. Then he turned to leave, and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall.

   "Sir, you hesitated a few times on your face, what's on your mind?" The young man, who had greatly relieved his waist and leg pain, naturally saw Lao Fan's thoughts. But you can't force a good word, you can only ask side by side.

   "Oh, I wanted to accept him as a disciple, but I don't know what his temperament is." The real master of Yuzhitang said something choked in his throat.

   "Hey, what's the big deal in my opinion." The guy slapped his thigh and spoke very fast. "Isn't this person the same pharmacist who came to seek work some time ago?"

   As soon as these words came out, Mr. Fan had a memory in his mind. At first, taking the Hushan grass in the medicine pot as a test, the opponent's technique was neat and tidy, leaving a little impression.

"It's him?"

   "Well, I heard that he is down-to-earth and diligent, and other old pharmacists only do the minimum amount prescribed for a day. He is not the case, he is twice as good as others.

   Moreover, I work more and more every day, and I have never been lazy. The steward of Yaotian was full of praise for him, and every time he gave him more money than others.

   Of course, there are not only advantages but also disadvantages. It is said that his appetite is very large, one meal can eat 30 catties of corn, and he is the reincarnation of a well-known rice bucket. "

   The little guy knows the way to praise people, people can't be perfect. You can pick up some flaws that make people feel innocuous, and even feel cute.

   In this way, it can further deepen the goodwill of others towards the person being praised.

  “.”

  Mr. Fan thought it was a shortcoming, but it turned out that he just ate a lot of food?

   Yuzhitang may lack a lot of things, except for money and medicinal materials.

  Don't say that one meal is thirty catties of corn, and one meal makes fifty catties of corn. That's not a problem.

   "Go and call him back!"

   "Okay, don't worry."

   The guy immediately chased after him, and Lao Fan took a sip of tea with peace of mind.

   On the street, someone looked puzzled.

   "No, there is light in his eyes."

   "Master, you wait! You wait!"

  He Zhao's footsteps slammed, and while he was secretly happy, he turned around calmly.

   "What's wrong? Could it be that the old man regrets it."

   "Look at what you said, my husband, how can we lose faith for the mere needle bag. I just want to tell you that Mr. Fan wants to accept you as a disciple."

  "." Hearing this, he fell silent. You have to show some thought, it is impossible to agree directly in one breath, otherwise the foreshadowing in front of you is not completely wasted?

   "What else do you think about! Mr. Fan from our family is a famous doctor and Taoist in Sichun City. Yuzhitang is his own, and he has only one daughter who is about the same age as you.

   In addition, he is one of the three major gangs in the city, and a guest of the Medicine Gang. He is his gang leader, and treats our husband as a junior. All in all, it's not a loss to be a teacher! "

   "Okay, but we'll have to wait until I've healed the patient."

   The voice fell, and in the stunned eyes of the young man, he quickly left.

   To put it bluntly, it’s hard to play.

   Aren't you eager to accept me as a disciple?

   Lao Tzu is not!

   As a result, Mr. Fan will definitely think about it, and his attention will be raised again.

   The poor old man, who spent his whole life treating illness and saving people, was tragically suffered by a foreign visitor PUA.

   The guy looked at the background that was gradually drifting away, and quickly organized the language in his mind.

   Returning to Yuzhitang, the old gentleman looked at the person who came back alone and asked hurriedly.

   "Could it be that people didn't catch up?"

   "I got it."

   "What? Why didn't you bring it back!"

   In this regard, the man smiled.

   "Congratulations first, sir, I told him your identity. Who would have thought that instead of agreeing immediately, he said he would go to treat the sick."

   "Good good!!"

  Mr. Fan received three hellos in a row, and it was replaced by others who knew his identity, fearing that the patient would have been forgotten long ago.

   Unexpectedly, this son still prioritizes the treatment of illness, in case he misses to worship himself as a teacher. It is no exaggeration to say that it is no different from missing the opportunity to change fate.

   Actually, the surnamed He probably figured out the character of the target of PUA through the previous bet between the two. He put his patients first and quickly established a tall image.

  To the old man, the satisfied can't be satisfied any more.

   In order to cure diseases and save people, he was willing to spend twenty-five taels to buy needle capsules, which can be said to regard money as dung. In order to cure the disease and save the life, he is willing to give up a chance to change his life.

   Practical, hardworking, and good character, all three advantages, good apprentice!

   "Go, ask me about this person's life." Mr. Fan was a little impatient, so he simply asked people to search for his apprentice's performance on weekdays.

   That's right, from today onwards, recognize the successor!

  As long as the other party is not a jerk, you have to accept whatever you say.

   The little guy nodded, secretly saying that I can only help you here. In order to repay the other party for curing his waist and leg pain, he racked his brains.

   On the other side, the famous Ruthless Man hummed a little song and returned to Qingshan Village, all the way to the grain shop.

   "Hey, I've finished eating the 900 catties of corn I bought last time? If everyone in the world could eat them like you, the grain merchants would probably make a lot of money."

  Zhang Si sat inside the counter and said with a smile.

   "Well, I'm afraid that there will be insufficient food and I will die of hunger everywhere."

  “.”

   Just kidding, how serious is it?

   "What are you doing here?"

   "How do you know I'm not buying food?"

   Lao Zhang smiled and replied.

   "When you poke your ass, I know what kind of **** you pull."

   "Please do me a favor."

   While talking, He Zhao took out the needle bag and spread it out on the counter.

   Zhang Si looked at the dense needles, his head was dizzy.

   "No, you."

   Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone raising his hand.

   "In the future, if someone asks you, I'll treat you. You must be killed, we agreed long ago." After speaking, he pulled out a large number of needles.

   Before Lao Zhang could speak, he waved his hands, leaving an afterimage in the air.

  “???”

   The shopkeeper with a bewildered face, a pain in his face, and found that the needles in his hand were all gone.

   "Where's the needle?"

   "Your face."

"what--"

   In this regard, he had no choice but to hold down Zhang Lao Si and comforted him.

   "Don't worry, I won't take care of people's lives, it's going to be a lawsuit. Do you often have headaches? Seeing a doctor and taking medicine can only relieve a little, but can't be eradicated?"

  Although the first sentence is quite scary, the following words are not bad.

"How did you know?"

   "I studied medicine!"

  No, where did you learn it?

   Does the old He family have such ability?

   "It doesn't matter where I learn from, I can cure your headache. Just sit down and wait for an hour, and the headache will go away naturally."

  I've been tied up, what else can I do?

  Zhang Si could only suppress his doubts, sitting behind the counter like a good baby, motionless.

   An hour is fleeting, and the parties may not feel anything, but the initiator has gained something.

  【Do you want to save 10 points of proficiency (small success)? 】

【whether】

'Yes. ’

When    stored his proficiency in his heart, he raised his hand and pulled out all the needles on Lao Zhang's face, and retracted the needle capsules one by one.

  ‘Healing headaches and chronic ailments is more than treating minor ailments such as waist and leg pain. ’

  【Do you want to save 10 points of proficiency (proficiency)? 】

【whether】

'Yes. ’

  [proficiency: 906 (rough), 32 (proficient), 15 (small success)]

   He solved his worries and brushed his proficiency by the way. Zhang Laosi no longer suffers from headaches and takes medicine every day for relief. Mr. Fan accepted a good apprentice in his eyes, and the future Yuzhitang will have an heir.

  Three wins!

"gone."

   The surnamed He waved his sleeves without taking a cloud.

  “.”

   Lao Zhang's expression is still stunned, and he has not recovered so far.

   The other party comes and goes away in a hurry, just to heal his headache?

   "No no no, he must have a conspiracy."

   After thinking about it for a long time, the shopkeeper suddenly realized.

   "He likes my girl!"

   Okay, it's a good thing someone isn't here, otherwise you'll have to spit on his face.

   Your girl is more than 300 catties, I really have no luck to suffer.

   "No, I must not let my girl have any relationship with him. Otherwise, our whole family has to beg for food." She made up her mind to have a good talk with her daughter when the food store closed.

On the other end of the   , there was a story about He Zhao's life before Mr. Fan.

   "I was born with an amazing appetite, and I never had enough to eat before. All day long, I was either trying to fill my stomach or walking on the way to fill my stomach. After my father died, I borrowed a sum of money and bought a coffin for burial.

   is a filial child, but unfortunately a little confused. Can I borrow money from India? If you borrow it, you can't even sell your sons and daughters. In recent days, it seems that he has become rich, and it is suspected that he has picked up precious medicinal materials. "

   In exchange for borrowing money from others, Mr. Fan had no choice but to scold him.

   But when it comes to the intended apprentice, it is directly called filial piety.

"Out of Sichun City, I went straight to the grain shop in Qingshan Village. The shopkeeper Zhang Laosi suffers from severe headache and chronic illness, which can only be relieved by taking medicine. He is willing to spend twenty-five taels just for the person who once gave him a full meal. Money to buy needles.

   Yes, he is a good boy who repays his gratitude. Unexpectedly, the old man met a good apprentice with excellent character in the age of no confusion. God open eyes, God open eyes! "

   He got up and walked out of the counter, waving at the guy in front of the hall.

   "Master, you ordered."

"Go, buy 300 catties of first-class crystal rice, 20 catties of spirits, and buy chicken, duck, and fish. By the way, pay another 100 yuan in the account. No, no, no, five hundred taels of silver bills! Then, put it on The carriage, follow me to Qingshan Village."

"Yes."

   The guy took the lead and left, Mr. Fan stood there, his eyes twinkling.

  He Zhao picked up "Zhang's Medical Techniques" shortly after he got home.

   He is not in a hurry at all, he comes to the door to apprentice, where is it more important to have a master who has come to accept apprentices?

  People, sometimes you have to pick it up, but you must pay attention to the heat, and you can't play it.

  About half an hour later, voices came from the courtyard.

   Put down the surgery, got up and pushed the door to look.

  I saw a carriage parked at the gate of the courtyard, and Mr. Fan was helped by his servants from the carriage.

   Immediately afterwards, the grain sacks containing rice, the fragrant food boxes, and two jars of alcoholic spirits were all removed from another carriage.

   "Xiaohe, come quickly."

   Lao Fan waved at him and motioned to come forward to talk.

   "Mr. Fan, you"

   Before he could finish speaking, the other party raised his hand to interrupt and continued.

"Xiao He, how about this old man who wants to accept you as his apprentice? These things should be treated as a gift for you and my master and apprentice. Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force it. The things that should be given to you are still given to you, I It won't be taken back."

   He Zhao heard the words with a hesitant look on his face, glanced at the grain and the food box, and licked his lips again, looking like he was greedy.

   "Okay, please."

   After a long time, he finally nodded.

"Hahaha."

  Mr. Fan strode into the thatched cottage, swept his eyes, and nodded without a trace.

   Yes, although the thatched hut is dilapidated, it is clean and can be said to be spotless.

   "Our family is relatively poor, and the only three-legged table is completely broken a few days ago, and I am sorry for you."

   "No harm, no harm."

   The voice fell, and with a big wave, the servants were half-squatting on the ground with various dishes.

   "Today, you and I will not return if you are not drunk."

   winked, and immediately someone poured wine.

   One old and one young, chatting and drinking with each other.

   Drunk to the point of drunkenness, the ruthless man's eyes showed drunkenness, and his tongue became big when he spoke.

   "Xiaohe, this is the five hundred taels of the bank. As long as you worship me as your teacher, it's all yours!"

   "How much more?"

   "Five hundred taels."

   Mr. Fan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

   "Five hundred taels"

   Silence for a long time, a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head.

   "No, if I accept it, what am I doing? I can't accept it, I can't accept it."

   "You should accept it, you must accept it. A good apprentice like you may not be able to find it with a lantern. If you don't accept money, I'd rather not recognize you."

"it is good!"

   He complied and reached out to take the silver note.

"Um?"

   Lao Fan's previously happy mood suddenly turned cold.

  Good apprentice, it seems that you haven't passed the final test.

   "The master is above, and the disciples will worship."

   He Zhao bowed, and then handed it forward with five hundred taels of silver.

   "Master, the apprentice respects you."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

  Mr. Fan looked at the silver note that had just been taken away, and at this moment it was back in his hands, and he couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

   has quick wit, can stand the bottom line, and is not tempted by money.

  Grandma's, God treats me well, Fan Zhong! !

   (end of this chapter)