Wang Bu die felt very bad. Being the winner of the bet should be a very happy thing, but Wang Bu die suddenly found that what he won was not a maid, but a princess. He didn't have the life of a princess, but he wanted the life of a princess. , does this mean that I have to buy a few maids for her to serve her? It is obvious that this is a very loss-making business.
Wang Bu Sie laughed, "Hahaha, you are serious, I am just joking. Miss Jinghao, I am joking with you. As the chief disciple of the elixir doctor, you naturally have an extremely heavy workload, and the miracle doctor is also indispensable. How could I bear to take you away from the miracle doctor for even a moment?"
It is very helpless to have such an unruly and willful apprentice even if the medicine does not kill him. It is also very difficult for such a girl to get married. He is an expert in curing diseases and saving lives, but there are big problems in educating children. If the medicine does not kill him and he does not marry, naturally There is no such thing as a child. Jinghao was also adopted by her, and she also grew up after pooping and peeing. It is obvious that Jinghao was also a blank piece of paper at the beginning, but the dye used in the drug was not good and the posture was wrong. , in short, I didn’t draw it well, and ended up like this. It can be seen that good parents are scarce resources just like good painters.
Leng Bingbing doesn't feel anything at all. Even if she reaches the Wang family, she can't shake her status as the third wife of the Wang family. Moreover, she has a force value. If she doesn't understand the truth, she has to use unfriendly methods, which may be a little bloody. She will definitely be wronged. Doesn't exist. Naturally, those who feel equally bad are Liu Mei and White Cat and Black Dog. As servants of the Wang family, they naturally have a job of serving others, and their current master, Wang Busheng, is still very reasonable and does not scold harshly, and there are Money is a rare thing in an era when servants are not as good as dogs. What is even more rare is that the master has a strong sense of self. You can do many things by yourself, because as a servant of the Wang family, everyone will be relaxed and life will be very happy, but soon she will meet her colleagues. She is a colleague in name, but who dares to treat her as a colleague? Absolutely An aunt-like existence.
"Wang Bu Die, it's wrong to joke with children. It will cause lightning to strike." Jing was in a bad mood after being rejected.
"Um, I've only heard that bullying good people will go to hell." Wang Busheng has a lot of black marks on his head, and it's really not good for him to be a bitch. If he had known what kind of bet he made, he didn't make a maid, but he got an aunt, and everyone was happy Ansheng said, "Good girl Jing, you see the miracle doctor is very busy every day. You leave alone and you don't feel at ease leaving the miracle doctor behind."
Children are very kind-hearted and value family ties very much. Otherwise, they would always want to be held by their mother when they go to bed at night. Children who are raised by drugs are reluctant to leave their guardians. Well, that’s what Wang Busheng thought.
"Well, what you said makes sense. Master is usually very busy and needs me in many places." Jinghao thought for a while and nodded.
"That's right, the miracle doctor is getting older, and his energy, physical strength, and brain power are not as good as before. Naturally, he needs a helper all the time. Look at Jing Jing, good girl, look down, left, right, this is the gods in heaven. A perfect match carefully selected for the miracle doctor." Seeing that Jing was too embarrassed to relent, Wang Busheng added to the fire.
"Cough, cough, cough." The doctor on the side kept coughing, and then quietly hid the few white hairs on his forehead.
It’s true that age is anyone’s weakness, not even the miracle doctor.
Seeing that Jinghao was a little relaxed, everyone felt relieved. Regarding the education of underage children, everyone still lacks experience, and there are great obstacles in getting along with them. After all, the age gap is very serious.
Not everyone is willing to take the hot yam. Since others are not willing to take it, Yao BuShu has no choice but to stop trying to buy and sell it by force. After all, he is a celebrity, not a beggar on the roadside, and he still needs face.
"Okay then, I won't go to your place" Jinghao also made a decision. A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse. No matter how prosperous and beautiful the outside world is, it is not as good as your own home.
Wang Bu Die's heart finally returned to his stomach. To be honest, Wang Bu Die didn't know how to arrange it for an underage girl, and the landlord's house didn't have that many empty rooms.
Farewell to Yao BuShu and Fu Jia Fang, Wang BuShu and others returned to their dens. Fu Jia Fang is no longer in serious trouble, and others still have to live. The world will not change because of anyone, nor will it change because of anyone. People die and survive is a problem that everyone has to face. Therefore, the pace of making money cannot be chaotic or interrupted.
Leaving Jinghao to take care of Fu Jia, Yao Bushui also returned to his own little nest. It was like an old scholar's room, without any fancy decorations, and it didn't look like a woman's room, with flowers and grass. Except for some necessary daily necessities, which are bookshelves full of books, no one's success is accidental, and there is no telling how much hard work she has put into it.
After taking a sip of refreshing tea, Yaobushi took out a book from the bookshelf, put it on the table and opened it. He saw "Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases" written on it, and then turned to the page without text. Gonggong wrote neatly: If a person accidentally eats arsenic and other poisons, he can induce vomiting by pouring soapy water into his stomach to help him vomit, and then fill his stomach with steamed buns and milk.
The handwriting is just like the person he is. Yaobushi's handwriting is very delicate. You can imagine that the miracle doctor was also a beautiful girl with outstanding grace when she was young. However, looking at the handwriting, the miracle doctor does not look like a doctor. After all, everyone knows the handwriting of the miracle doctor.
There are many famous doctors and miraculous doctors in the world, but few write books and biographies summarizing what they have learned and pass them on to future generations.
The development of a country is closely related to the inheritance of history. It is precisely because of the unremitting efforts and research of the predecessors that future generations have achieved greater development. I have to say that the habit of not dying after medicine is very good, and it has far-reaching significance for the development of traditional Chinese medicine in the Ming Empire.
Many diseases and pharmacology are similar, which is why Yaobushi can find out the essence just by watching the treatment process of Wang Busei.
After checking that it was correct, he closed the book again, put it back on the bookshelf, and then took out another book. This one was "Compendium of Materia Medica" written by Li Shizhen in the pre-Ming Dynasty. This book can be said to be a must-have textbook for all medical practitioners now. Its best-selling volume is second only to "The Analects of Confucius" and "Spring and Autumn".
Yaobushi turned to a page and then stopped. It read: Basil "can dye hair and hair black"; "Made with grapefruit, bear fat and other parts of vinegar can make hair black"; "A piece of birch bark can make hair black." Wrap a branch of Platycladus arborvitae, burn the smoke in a bowl of sesame oil, and smear it on your beard and temples with your hands, it will become black; raspberries "squeeze the juice and apply it to make it white"...
It roughly means a method to make white hair black. "Compendium of Materia Medica" also includes many external medicines that can be used to dye hair, such as using barley, needle sand, gallic acid, etc. to "dye hair black";
The "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", written in the Eastern Han Dynasty, also records some drugs that can make white hair black, such as Artemisia annua "long hair makes black hair".
There are many prescriptions for blackening beard and hair in the Tang Dynasty's "Emergency Prescriptions" and "Qianjin Yi Prescriptions", such as "If black plums are stained with oil, they are often used to apply on the head", "If black plums are stained with water, apply them on the hair to make them black", etc. .
Legend has it that the secret to Cleopatra's golden hair was to sprinkle lion urine on her head and then sit in the sun to dry it. Because the acid in urine has a bleaching effect, the blonde color of your hair will become more attractive.
Of course, the people of the Ming Empire still can't accept that kind of heavy hair dyeing method.
The love of beauty is regardless of age. As the saying goes, good-looking people and not-so-good-looking people look at themselves in the mirror many times every day. The same is true for older people. Yaobushi is also a person who cares about his appearance. The biggest taboo among people is that they are afraid that others will say that they are old. The signs of old age are gray hair and wrinkles.
Now that gray hair has been solved, the next problem is wrinkles. Some people say that mentality is an important factor in determining a person's age. Being optimistic and in a good mood every day is a kind of protection for the skin. However, not everyone has self-restraint skills. Obviously, there will be no cure if the medicine does not kill him. After all, with a disciple like Jing Hao, he will get angry many times every day.
There is no way, if beauty cannot be born, then you can only rely on medicine.
As early as the Jin Dynasty, cosmetic plastic surgery has been recorded. In Uncle Ge Hongge's "Elbow Preparation", there are many prescriptions and methods for removing scars and freckles, including fresh egg whites used as facial masks to treat facial scars, and pig trotters boiled into a colloid for facial masks.
I found a few eggs, and I didn't mind the smooth feeling of the egg white, so I smeared it all over my face. After all, you have to sacrifice something if you want to be beautiful.
There is a dilapidated City God's Temple outside the city. It is estimated that the people are also very poor. Even the gods in the temple have lost their offerings and have become dilapidated. It was also a place where homeless beggars lived. I have to say that this is a waste of resources. In the 21st century, it will be a commercial building.
At this time, the City God's Temple was completely dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. Basically bad things happen in this environment.
In a corner, two people hugged each other tightly. Well, I thought too much, but there was nothing so casual about it. These two were men, and they were also old acquaintances of everyone. Big fat and two fat.
The two of them were like dog-skin plaster, following Wang Busheng, hiding secretly, and then suddenly took a bite.
"Fat brother, I'm hungry again", this was naturally said by Erpang. Walking on the road to eat and prepare to eat every day, hunger will come quickly.
"I'm hungry too," Big Fatty said. After all, everyone will be hungry after not eating for a day, and he's also a big fat guy with an extremely powerful digestive system.
"Let's buy some food, I'm so hungry that I have no energy left," Er Pang said with a cry. Being a bad person is just to have food to eat. If being a bad person doesn't have enough to eat, what's the point of being a bad person? Moreover, you are often insulted by onlookers, either to greet your ancestors or to curse yourself in the next life. It's not worth the gain.
"We have no money. The price of the killer hired this time is a bit high," Big Fat explained. After all, he is the number one master in the assassin world, so it is normal for his price to be high. After all, the good ones are expensive, and the expensive ones are good. The low-priced ones like Leng Bingbing also lowered his rank.
"Don't you still have some on your body? I saw you hiding it in your pants that day." Staring at Big Fat's underwear, Er Fat looked at it for a long time and resisted the idea of reaching out to take it out. Big Fat hadn't taken a shower for a long time. That place It must have grown hair already.
"Isn't this just for buying arsenic?" Big Fatty explained angrily that in order to complete the Big Boss's task, Big Fatty had made preparations and even spent his personal money. This realization should make him the most loyal slave of the Ming Empire.
"Uh, Big Fatty, you are so great, sacrificing others and not benefiting yourself." Erpang gave Big Fat a thumbs up and praised Big Fatty.
With tears in his eyes, Big Fat said heartbrokenly, "It doesn't matter if I sacrifice my life for the big boss's career, let alone just a little money."
There is no antidote for the wounded heart, so I can only comfort myself.
"Then what will we do next?"
"What else can I do? The worst thing I can do is continue to do my old job."
"Cheating"?
"No, beg for food."
The rooster crows and the dog barks, it is another beautiful day. After a busy night, everyone is also very hard, but when they see the bags of jelly beans and sesame balls, everyone's fatigue is swept away. It is actually very simple to regain people's fighting spirit and energy, and it can be solved with just a lot of money.
The market in the wealthy area has also been solved, and I only need to be responsible for simple delivery. This matter was naturally a matter of Liu Mei's white cat and black dog, so Wang Bu died and was at ease. As a big boss who makes a fortune every day, it is not right to do everything personally. It is also necessary to give appropriate hands-off to his employees.
Wang Busheng was lying under the shade of the trees in the garden, with his third daughter-in-law beside him, the scorching sun, the warm wind, and the beauty beside him. It must be said that as an aspiring young man of the Ming Empire, the sun was shining at seven or eight o'clock in the morning. At this moment, Wang Busheng Fallen.
Open your mouth and eat the cold cherry, then eat the pulp and spit out the seeds far away.
Wang Busheng is rich. He doesn't buy houses or land, and he doesn't mess around with men and women. He just wants to be a handsome man who gets rich in a low-key way. Live by counting your coins every day.
"Sister Leng, take one too. It's so sweet." Picking up a cherry, Wang Bushu stuffed it into Leng Bingbing's mouth. Of course, his movements were slightly flawed and he almost stuffed it into Leng Bingbing's nostrils.
Leng Bingbing ate the pulp, and did not throw the seeds away in an uncivilized manner like Wang Busheng, but put them into the empty bowl next to him. A person's upbringing is not done deliberately, but for a certain person. It comes from the heart and is a habit.
"Sister Leng, tell me about Daming Dianlu." Wang Busheng, the enemy, doesn't think it's scary, but as a master, Wang Busheng has to pay attention to it. If he wants to live longer, he must know his opponent very well. important.
Leng Bingbing nodded and said, "I don't know much about Ming Dynasty. I only heard it from my seniors."
"Um, Sister Leng, your school has so many people and we can still recruit students every year."
Isn't this world a little too crazy when killers can be trained in schools?
"There are not many people. Although we recruit students every year, we only recruit a few students a year. I recruited the most students that year, only ten people," Leng Bingbing explained. After all, admission is free, and if we enroll too many students, the funds will not be enough.
"Is it the kind where ten people compete with each other in the end, and whoever is the final winner can survive?" Wang Busheng asked happily, "And Sister Leng, you are the only master who survived."
Well, that's how it is played on TV. A bunch of long-legged and big-breasted beauties are fighting in a group. It's still very interesting to watch.
He looked at Wang Bu die curiously, "Why do you have such bloody thoughts?"
"Isn't it like this?" Wang Busheng was surprised.
"Of course not," Leng Bingbing explained. "We have been together for more than ten years. Although we don't communicate much, we still have a trace of feelings. How can we kill each other?" Wang Budie rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Um, okay, I'm overthinking it. Just keep talking."
Leng Bingbing continued, "I heard from the seniors that Daming Yidianlu was the first graduate of our school. It was the first time the school was opened, and the school's funds were still very abundant, so it enrolled more students. It seems that there are There are more than thirty people, but Daming Yidianlu is the only one who has perfect scores in all subjects, and her grades are better than all the classmates. Her portrait is still hanging in our classroom to encourage us to learn from her."
"Isn't it true that schools always hang portraits of Confucius? Let's go a little further and hang a portrait of Emperor Zhu Xiluo of the Ming Empire. But what do you mean by hanging a portrait of a top killer? Well, after all, it is a school that trains killers for the Ming Empire. It’s normal to be a little weird.”
"Sister Leng, didn't you graduate with perfect scores in all subjects?"
Leng Bingbing blushed a little, stumbled and said, "It's all perfect marks."
Seeing Leng Bingbing's expression, Wang Bushi asked again, "Leng Bingbing, isn't there something hidden inside?"
Leng Bingbing's face turned even redder, and he hesitated and said, "Well, arithmetic, the classmate next to me gave me the answer."
"This is cheating. It turns out that arithmetic is the weakness of beautiful girls in ancient and modern times." Of course, Wang Bushi is not opposed to cheating. After all, it is still embarrassing to call your parents if you fail the exam.
And Wang Bushi was concerned about the person who gave the answer.
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
After all, only men will give answers to beautiful women at the risk of being discovered by the teacher and given zero marks.
Sure enough, I heard him say coldly, "He is a handsome man."
"Where is he now" is still a handsome guy, so naturally there cannot be such a security risk. Must be eliminated.
"I heard that he was bitten by a dog during a mission, and he contracted rabies and died." He replied coldly and lightly.
