The little puppy in front of me is called Zhu Tianci.
Miracle doctor of the Yuan Dynasty, the 19th generation grandson of Zhu Zhenheng!
Successor of Dragon Tiger Needle!
It was a complete coincidence that the dealer was able to find the Zhu family.
Because there is no longer a dragon-tiger needle in the world, so the banker was seriously misled when looking for it.
In the 1980s, China's most top-secret acupuncture techniques, such as the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, the Eight Needles of the Linggui, the Nine Jingjue Needles, and the A-B Needles, were all leaked and flowed into the foot basin.
After the foot pot ghost easily obtained countless classic prescriptions, he directly applied for patents internationally, and easily took for himself what the ancestors of China had passed down for thousands of years.
However, the acupuncture technique of Dragon and Tiger Needle escaped the attack of the foot pot ghost.
Because, as early as the last century, Dragon Tiger Needle changed its name.
"During the Battle of Xiangfan, all the men in the fourth room of our Zhu family were slaughtered by footpot ghosts. When Xiangfan fell, the Han women and the footpot ghosts broke into the Zhu family and forcibly demanded the Zhu family's prescriptions and the Dragon and Tiger Acupuncture Book."
"After my great-grandfather sternly refused, the foot pot ghost beat my great-grandfather to death."
"Before he died, my great-grandfather made a blood oath to change the name of Dragon Tiger Needle and never appear in the world from now on."
On the third floor, Zhu Tianci talked about this secret past in a low voice, but his eyes kept looking at my winning money, full of resentment and unwillingness.
"In the 1980s, the foot pot ghosts came to Xiangfan and found our Zhu family. They wanted to record the secrets of our Zhu family's acupuncture techniques in the name of making a documentary, but my grandfather kicked him out."
"The Han women who led the team at that time did a terrible job of cleaning up our Zhu family. They almost drove us out of Xiangpan."
"In 2002, the old man suffered a stroke and tried many people but could not be cured. His wife and his son ran to the door of our Zhu's house and knelt for three days and nights, begging us to take action."
"My grandfather could no longer use the needle, so my father stepped in to cure that bastard, so he made a request."
"Don't expose the dragon and tiger needles."
"I said, could you please stop showing off the winning money? I looked so frightened."
I turned around and threw the winning money to Zhu Tianci, and said coldly: "Let's get started!"
Zhu Tianci waved his hands wildly in the air, but in the end he failed to receive the winning coin: "No...are you giving it to me?"
"I'll give you the money. Pay the appraisal fee yourself."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianci suddenly stood on the spot.
With the assistance of Zhu Tianci, a young acupuncture expert, Xiao Yiyi's treatment went very smoothly.
However, after a long time, Xiao Yuyi's facial nerves were effectively controlled.
It's just that Xiao Yuyi suffered far more pain on this day than before!
The Dragon Tiger Needle is not as strange and feminine as the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, nor is it as long and mysterious as the Nine Jingjue Needles. Its characteristics are only two words.
overbearing!
Each needle goes to the deepest point of the acupuncture point, one step to reach the point, one needle to the end!
This type of acupuncture is the most aggressive and requires extremely high requirements on the acupuncturist.
Xiao Yuyi was only six years old and could not bear such pain.
At the end of the day, Xiao Yuyi fainted from pain countless times. And Zhu Tianci was so tired that he almost collapsed.
I gave the winning money directly to Zhu Tianci, which was equivalent to transferring the cause and effect of the money to him.
The Zhu family has been helping the world for generations, saving countless people. As long as it is not a world-destroying cause and effect, their family can handle it.
The delivery fee charged today is just over 20,000 yuan. Excluding this month's living expenses, the rest was all given to the plastic packaging paper supplier.
There was only a handful of steel coins left in the safe, which seemed to be the most ruthless mockery to me.
Brother Gui silently put the key to the safe on the table, lowered his head and apologized to me: "Children's Institute, this money will be deducted from my salary."
I patted your brother on the shoulder and put the key back in your hand: "In the future, Ma Zhongchao will bring Mr. Shi here to get money, and I will give you as much as you have."
"It's all public money. Even if horses and dogs take the money, they don't dare to use it arbitrarily."
Rather than saying this to comfort your brother, it is better to say that it comforts myself.
I didn't have any money, so I didn't dare to take a taxi at night, so I spent two hours on the bus and walked home.
The aroma of stewed mutton wafted down from the fifth floor, leaving me a little confused.
Gently pushing open the door, a puff of the most real smoke in the world rushed into my face.
Just like in the early morning mist in the fragrant mountains in late autumn, a vague and graceful figure is looming in the dim kitchen.
The cold wind blows away the mist of Xiangshan Mountain, and next to the stove, the graceful and graceful figure reveals the true appearance of Lushan Mountain.
"Mr. Zhuang?"
"How did you come?"
Zhuang Chihua suddenly looked back and smiled at me: "The boy is back."
"Come in and sit down. I'll be ready in a minute."
Looking at my own dormitory and listening to Zhuang Chihua's hostess-like tone, I nodded silently: "Want to help?"
"No need. Just go in and wait for me."
"There are grapefruits in the living room, all peeled for you."
"Thank you Mr. Zhuang."
The old living room is spotless, with peeled grapefruit on the table, new cushions on the worn sofa, new slippers at the door of the bedroom, neatly folded quilts in the bedroom...
Everything smells like home.
However, the priceless calfskin satchel placed on the sofa and the woolen coat hanging on the wall emitting a rich aroma were somewhat out of place in this humble home.
There was also a pair of boots that should have been customized from Savile Row, which formed the sharpest contrast with the blackened and peeling walls.
"The food is here."
Zhuang Chihua didn't prepare many dishes.
One stewed lamb with angelica root, one braised sea cucumber, one cucumber, one egg and beans.
"I haven't cooked in years. I can't say it's not delicious."
"Wait a minute, I'll close the door."
Closed the door and returned to the living room again.
Zhuang Chihua had taken off her apron and turned into a real housewife. She brushed her hair behind her ears and sat down calmly opposite me.
Zhuang Chihua, who had taken off his apron, was only wearing a tight black sweater and a pair of black cashmere straight trousers.
The black sweater clung to Zhuang Chihua's delicate body, outlining the most perfect curves. The cashmere straight trousers highlighted her slender legs.
As her long, straight black hair fluttered, waves of gentle and familiar wind blew in her face. Like the lotus in the pond after the rain, it is full of blush and extremely charming.
