"twenty?"

Yi Chuanzong sneered, "What good things do you want?"

He raised his two fingers and moved them, "I mean two meals!"

Finally, Yi Chuanzong added, "At least it's a place like Quanjude, Liuquanju, or Moscow!"

Snapped!

Zong Lie looked stunned. After thinking about Yi Chuanzong's appetite, he slapped his left hand on the table and shouted angrily, "You are the only one who wants to do something good. I have to grit my teeth to treat you to dinner this time. What else do you want?"

Want two meals?”

He explained to the left and right sides: "You may have never seen this Sun thief and his wife eat ten ducks and half a table of vegetables at the Quanjude restaurant. He couldn't eat even the pigs!"

After saying that, he raised his head to Jing Yi as if asking for help, "Jing Yi was there at that time, you ask him!"

Feeling everyone's gaze, Jing Yi cleared his throat, and then sat upright and said with an impartial expression: "Yes, the two of them were having fun at that time. It seemed that they were full and affected their appetite. Judging from their posture, it was definitely...

I can eat a lot more.”

Then he recalled the first time the two met, and continued to add: "When they met again later, he saw that the girl at the hospital was beautiful and drank ten bottles of glucose solution several times."

The faces of Shao Yihong and others are very exciting, lustful and greedy!

Zhuo Jilong's face was a little dark. He never thought that it would be a good time to have a meal. Although he was not an official, he could still try his hand.

Yi Chuanzong looked indifferent. Is it a crime to eat too much? If everything you eat is based on a formula, then there is no meaning in living.

Moreover, a meal only weighs ten kilograms, and some skinny people weighing a hundred or ten kilograms have big stomachs. There are many people who eat seven or eight kilograms of meat in one meal, and the time is limited.

As for him, he was not like his previous life, a fat little man with black and yellow skin and thin hair. He also weighed 85 kilograms at that time, and he could just run and climb a building in two steps to make a living.

Now he weighs more than ninety-five kilograms, has tendons all over his body, and has the strength to send away his former self with a punch of a thousand kilograms. Working with a hammer for a day is like playing.

Just eat ten pounds of rice, it’s a daily operation. After ten pounds of meat, it doesn’t mean that you can’t eat more, but it’s just not necessary to feel a little full.

Yi Chuanzong said calmly: "The prices have increased now. It's not just about eating, but also drinking. Your family should have 50-year-old wine. Considering that you may be beaten by your hometown, this kind of wine is a must."

One bottle is enough. Three more bottles of wine from five or six years ago. I drank three kilograms of wine to feel strong, and the remaining bottle is yours."

Jing Yi’s expression is very wonderful, why is the price still going up?

Zhuo Jilong's face looked a little suspicious. What kind of medicine was so expensive? He couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at it.

Peng Ruiqing frowned a little. He felt that Yi Chuanzong had gone too far. He didn't have such expensive medicine. Was he trying to take advantage of his friend?

Shao Yihong was still smiling, and his eyes were full of deep thoughts. He felt that this person was interesting, and it would be better if he could speak foreign languages.

The five people all looked at Zong Lie. No matter what they thought, they had to wait for Zong Lie to speak.

Zong Lie frowned, he didn't think that Yi Chuanzong was trying to trick him.

He looked at Yi Chuanzong with his eyes lowered and his eyebrows slightly raised. He obviously had a well-thought-out look on his face, which was very strange!

Suddenly, Zong Lie's eyes lit up. Is there any medicine that can help him continue to recover?

His voice was slightly hoarse and he whispered: "What medicine?"

Yi Chuanzong's indifferent expression was instantly broken. He grinned and said: "You tell me first whether you want to change it or not. Two big meals, with wine!"

Zong Lie glanced at him. He was worried on one side and beating him on the other side, but he was not the one asking for help at the moment!

This guy has forgotten how exaggerated and flattering his expression was when he took the blame and found a job for his young lover.

"Change! Change! Change! Change to the head office!"

"Will you tell me or not?"

Zhuo Jilong and others looked very surprised. This was not just a change, but seemed to be quite anxious. Looking at Zong Lie's right arm placed on the table, there was a lot of thinking in their eyes.

Now, the injury is indeed healed, but the right arm cannot exert much strength, and it trembles even when holding a cup of tea. It is not even half healed, and it is very difficult to live a normal life.

"Hahaha!"

Yi Chuanzong raised his head and laughed loudly, then handed the medicine bag over, "Just change it. I can save some money if you don't change it."

Zong Lie took it with an impatient expression, and then asked curiously: "What is in this?"

Yi Chuanzong said with a smile: "The thing is in your hand, guess what."

Zong Lie rolled his eyes, couldn't he be more serious? Is it interesting to keep messing with his mentality?

Now that he had the medicine in hand, he was not so anxious.

Zong Lie fiddled with the medicine package twice with one hand. Shao Yihong stretched his head and looked over curiously. He fiddled with the medicine twice and didn't see it. Instead, a corner of a piece of paper was exposed, and a not-so-pretty word appeared on it.

The corners of Zong Lie's mouth twitched and he said: "How ugly!"

Yi Chuanzong's face was a little confused, but he didn't say anything. His handwriting was indeed ugly.

How can he, a person who has not been writing seriously for ten years, mostly using a keyboard or screen when writing, and most often scratching out names with a big pen, compare to a group of people who have been practicing calligraphy since childhood?

At this time, Yi Chuanzong only had one thought in his mind, 'I am now so physically gifted that I can still control the pen to write. As long as I work hard, I can create authentic calligraphy of Wang Xizhi. But before that, I have to ask Sister Hua to call me.

How to write calligraphy with calligraphy? She is very elegant in writing calligraphy with calligraphy. She can't keep fooling around, otherwise she won't dare to write when writing prescriptions in the future.'

This word is like its person. Traditional Chinese medicine requires a certain amount of appearance blessing. After all, some people who treat patients really don't believe it. Even if they are cured, there are still people who are doubtful.

And Yi Chuanzong's appearance does not look like that of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. If he adds that ugly character, it would be terrible to look at.

How can a person who has not studied for a few years treat a doctor? It is not convincing.

The two people who were looking at the prescription had almost finished reading it. Shao Yihong read it faster. After reading it, he suddenly exclaimed, "You have to eat the dregs of the medicine! You should divide it into several days to eat the leftovers. Brother, you can do it now

It’s a bit much!”

The corners of Zong Lie's mouth were also twitching constantly. This was simply outrageous. The Chinese medicine alone was already unpleasant enough, but now he was asked to eat all of it! This was simply too much!

Yi Chuanzong felt the distrustful looks of several people, and he couldn't help curling his lips. In order to store the ginseng for a longer period of time, he ground it into powder and put it in a jar.

He kept the water in the mortar for grinding the medicine after cleaning it several times, and also kept the brush for sweeping the medicine. Now that the weather is colder, it can be stored for a longer time without utensils.

When he no longer drinks tea after the Chinese New Year, he plans to drink all the water, boil the brush twice and drink it!

He himself was so careful. Zong Lie, of course, had to eat all the dregs of the medicine and put whatever he took into his stomach, so that he could completely absorb the medicine.

Yi Chuanzong looked left and right. After finding that there was no one around, he leaned towards the center of the table and waved his hands to signal those who wanted to listen to come over.

Zong Lie stood up and came over without any hesitation, Jing Yi followed closely behind, and Shao Yihong came over without much hesitation.

Peng Ruiqing was lying on top of the table. He had rushed here after all the words were said. He wanted to listen to them at least. The atmosphere had to be relaxed. The main reason was out of curiosity.

Zhuo Jilong was more reserved. He didn't like this sneaky atmosphere, and his identity didn't allow it. He was just curious, so he leaned forward slightly.

Only at this time did Yi Chuanzong whisper: "There are twenty grams of century-old wild ginseng in it. Those who know the price will know it. If you don't know, I won't go into details. The remaining medicinal materials are all treasures in order to match them.

My master had to beg for several things from his friends with great difficulty. I want you to have two meals, so it will be easier for you!" He was mainly afraid that Zong Lie would be embarrassed to accept it, after all, this thing is really expensive.

Zong Lie and Jing Yi's pupils suddenly tightened. They had just suffered a serious illness and asked about the price of this thing. The emperor's tribute back then had not been found in recent years, so it was really impossible to ask for it.

Shao Yihong couldn't help but glance at him, and even Zhuo Jilong looked much more serious.

Peng Ruiqing, who works in the agricultural department, is a little confused. The century-old wild ginseng has a great reputation and is widely spread. It seems to be relatively common, but if you don't understand it carefully, you really don't know how poor you are. You can't afford it, let alone buy it.

.

After saying that, Yi Chuanzong sat up straight and said, "I'll give you some great medicine. It'll be as good as it gets. If you want to be more careful, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for me to treat you later."

After hearing this, Zong Lie's eyes became a little more relieved. Health is something that everyone pursues, not to mention that a young man like him suddenly becomes disabled, and his arm will tremble when holding a teacup. This is a huge problem.

pain.

He also wanted to try some methods to recover. Although he would probably be in vain in the end, he still wanted to look for it. Now that the century-old ginseng is here, they are all precious medicinal herbs, and there are expert rejuvenation doctors who can prescribe them. If this doesn't work,

Easy, there is really no need to try again.

Zong Lie just nodded slightly. The word "thank you" does not depend on how to say it, but how to do it.

As for the last sentence about helping him with treatment, he was just bragging at the time. Now he feels very relieved and does not mock him back.

For a moment, the dining table fell into silence.

Yi Chuanzong recognized the person in a circle, turned around and asked: "Brother, how did you do this? I saw that the scar treatment was a bit rough. You must not have retired, right? The injury time is still short, it is best to find someone.

A doctor with good medical skills can help you re-treat it, and there is still a good chance of recovery."

Jing Yi shook his head gently, "No, that's good. It won't delay eating or shooting. It can always warn me!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded silently. He understood Jing Yi's actions and thoughts. Unless he said something righteous, his father alone would not allow him to retire.

Not to mention a cut on his face, even with Zong Lie's injury and broken arm, he still has to stay in the army. If he can't be a soldier, he can be a political commissar. If he can't be a political commissar, he can be a clerk. If he can't be a clerk, he can be a fireman.

meal.

"Can you still see a doctor?" Peng Ruiqing looked over with doubt.

He is clearly a burly man. At first glance, this kind of person is a reckless man. He goes to treat people? A doctor who sets bones?

Yi Chuanzong smiled. Everyone has a first impression. One person cannot be liked by everyone.

A straight-tempered person like Peng Ruiqing is relatively loyal to friends, and with Zong Lie's relationship here, he will also try to make friends.

"I can understand blueprints in the factory, and naturally I can also understand human body meridians. My hands can at least be controlled with a slight degree of accuracy. In terms of stability and perception, I may be better than many doctors."
To be continued...