In the central market of Eucheng City, noisy pedestrians and vehicles pass by in the evening. Various shop signs with withered paint, and occasionally the monotonous neon lights of a few have flickered. Workers returning home, children after school, and grocery shoppers

The old people and all kinds of passers-by made the gray sky look even more dull.

"We are selling corn cobs. Fresh corn cobs cost one yuan each, or one yuan and five taels. If you buy early, you can choose, and if you buy late, it will be cheaper - everyone, come and buy!"

“Fresh beef brisket noodles!”

“Freshly baked buns!”

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Here, there are sellers of vegetables, melons and fruits, chickens, ducks, fish and meat, as well as various groceries. All kinds of powerful, generous, soft, gentle, high-pitched, clear and other rich and interesting cries are mixed together.

, weaving together a moving piece of fairy music that has been inherited for thousands of years and the wisdom of the hardworking people.

On the street at the intersection, on the wall behind a stall selling pirated CDs, a red banner was erected with four large black characters "Miao Hands Save the World", and below the large characters there were a few lines of explanation, saying: "Medical skills passed down from our ancestors.

Cure all kinds of diseases. Fees are fair and children and adults are not bullied."

Street doctor?

The stall owner's name is Wu Rui. He is wearing a Taoist robe and has long hair. This outfit really feels like a hermit. But his age of about 20 years old makes this outfit look nondescript and incompatible.

What kind of hermit miracle doctor has nothing to do with it? After all, that miracle doctor doesn’t have a gray beard and hair?

At this time, Wu Rui was sitting listlessly on a small bench, playing with a black bead in his hand, his eyes confused.

This bead was passed down to him by an old man. He said it was a treasure inherited from some sect and had been passed down for thousands of years. But when Wu Rui asked him what it was, the old man couldn't tell him the reason. He just prevaricated and said that it would take someone by chance to uncover this bead.

In fact, Wu Rui knew the secret of the black beads, but Naya didn't know anything at all. He had tortured this black bead for most of his life, and now that he had lost patience and confidence, he passed it on to Wu Rui, and even called it Master Rang Wu Ruiguang.

But Wu Rui had been researching and torturing for a long time, using all available methods, but the black bead just didn't respond at all, which made him very depressed.

"Hey~!" Wu Rui sighed deeply as he put away the black beads.

"Wu Rui, you've been here for three days, and you haven't done any business yet, right?" At the counterfeit disc stall, a wretched-looking old man saw that he had nothing to do, so he turned back to face the man who was sitting under the guise of "Mr.

Wu Rui joked.

Hearing the ridicule of the wretched old man selling CDs, Wu Rui's mouth twitched fiercely, obviously expressing his entanglement with his business. However, verbally, Wu Rui had no intention of admitting defeat, but saw that he then showed no sign of defeat.

He said with concern: "Hey! It's only the third day now. The wine smells so good. Don't be afraid of the alley. Sooner or later, I, Wu Rui, will become famous in the Chinese medical community."

"Tch, just brag! You can't even get a medical certificate, and now you can only work as a charlatan here. In the eyes of others, you are just a salesman of dog-skin plasters. And under the guise of you, you say you are a 'magic hand that saves the world.'

He's a cure-all for all diseases. People will know at a glance that he's a liar. It's weird that he comes to treat you!" The wretched old man sneered when he heard this, and then hit him unceremoniously.

Wu Rui's old face turned red when he heard this. It was a big insult in his life! It turned out that a few days ago, Wu Rui went to take the medical qualification certificate test, but the test paper was all about the pharmacology of Western medicine, and Wu Rui

If you inherit traditional Chinese medicine, you naturally don’t understand those bullshit.

The result is self-evident. He failed the first written test and is now reduced to setting up a stall on the street. He is still practicing medicine without a license. He worries all day long that the urban management will come and confiscate the stall. If the master knows,

If he, a descendant of Shen Nong, now wants to work as a doctor on the street, will he be so angry that he blows his beard and glares?

"Hey, we have real skills. My heart is only to help the world, so why should I be afraid of other people's opinions?" Although Wu Rui was depressed in his heart, he was still optimistic on the surface and showed a look of disapproval.

But he was secretly worried. You know, the stingy old man only gave him a few thousand yuan this time. When he took the medical qualification certificate test some time ago, he spent almost all his savings in one go.

He spent all his money, but he didn't even pass the exam. Now Wu Rui only has less than two hundred yuan left in his pocket. He really can't survive for long in a big city like Shancheng.

But what can this do? It's been the third day of setting up a stall here. Not to mention the customers, there are no ghosts in sight. How can this make a generation of miracle doctors feel embarrassed? The wretched old man in front of him is surnamed Chen. Whenever the city management comes in the evening,

When he got off work, he would come out here to sell pirated CDs, especially those pornographic movies that were particularly popular and could earn hundreds or dozens of dollars every day. Wu Rui was very greedy after watching this, and at the same time he was secretly asking:

Is it possible that a miracle doctor is now more difficult to get around than a pornographic disc seller?

While the two were talking, a middle-aged man with a pair of myopic glasses on one of his eyes stopped in front of Old Man Chen. He glanced at the discs on the bright side with his bright eyes and found that they were just normal contents.

Movies, TV series, songs and the like, so old man Chen adjusted his glasses and asked: "Boss, are there any 'small movies'?"

It is hard to imagine that such a sentence would be uttered by such a scholar. Judging from his dress, he is not a teacher but also a white-collar worker, and the scholarly style that he exudes is not fake, but unexpectedly he also patronizes Old Man Chen.

Pornographic movie, Wu Rui secretly thought that the world is in decline!

"Yes, yes, yes." Old man Chen was not used to seeing this, and asked with his signature slutty expression: "I have Hong Kong level three, island country ** group p, European and American wild, Thai shemale,

Lesbian and violent, I wonder which one the boss wants to choose?"

"Gulu!" The middle-aged man with clear eyes swallowed his saliva, and then looked around cautiously. When he found that no one was paying attention to his side, he lowered his voice and said, "Choose a piece of each for me!"

Not to mention Wu Rui, even old man Chen had a strange look in his eyes. He was obviously very shocked by this middle-aged man. But when business came to him, he had no reason to refuse it. No matter how perverted his heart was, he had his own wallet.

Just go up.

Ever since, Old Man Chen had an expression of a fellow-minded person on his face, and then he kindly pulled him under the canvas of the stall. It was not yet night, so he didn't dare to put those discs out, they were all hidden under the

Behind or at the bottom, whenever a customer asks for it, let them choose.

"There will be a new album in two days. It's from Sister Aoi. Remember to come back!" Old man Chen said goodbye to the middle-aged man enthusiastically. At the end, he did not forget to shout an advertisement, which not only stopped the middle-aged man in his steps, but also

Even many people around looked over. Obviously, the advertisement of "Sister Kurai" was very effective.

"Hey!" After the middle-aged man left, Old Chen patted a red human head in his hand, and then couldn't help but show off to Wu Rui: "I say Wu Rui, you can shut down this doctor's pretense.

Come on! How about selling CDs with me? I’ll introduce you to the source!”

Old Man Chen is not mocking Wu Rui, but he sincerely wants to help him. After all, after being open for three days, there is not even a single cold patient, which is indeed a shabby sight. Although Old Man Chen looks wretched, and he is also

He illegally sells pirated copies and pornographic discs, but after getting along with him these days, Wu Rui knows that he is not bad, but his way of living is just a little bit special.

"Come on, I can be considered a miracle doctor. I care about all sentient beings and vow to help the world. What does it mean if I encounter a little setback?" Wu Rui rejected Old Chen's kindness in an upright manner.

You want Wu Rui to sell pornographic discs? It's better to kill him. Even if he can afford to humiliate this person, the old man in the mountains won't let him go!

"Tch!" Old Man Chen curled his lips. Seeing that Wu Rui didn't accept his favor, he didn't care. He just lowered his head and sorted the 'A' plate under the canvas. Now the night has gradually spread, and there are many people during the day.

I can't afford to come here to buy a movie, so I usually come in at night, when Old Man Chen's business is at its peak.

Gradually, night still enveloped the entire mountain city. The neon lights of all the shops in the central market were already flashing. The vendors on the side of the road also set up lights, making the entire central market brightly lit. And the pedestrians on the roadside

If it doesn't fall but increases, that's a sign that city dwellers are starting to live out their nightlife.

"Hey!" Looking at the busy old man Chen, and then at his cool stall, Wu Rui sighed helplessly, and then prepared to pack up and leave.

He doesn't sell pornographic DVDs, nor does he sell snacks. No one will come to see him at night, and he should have closed the stall long ago. Until now, he was still holding on to expectations and luck. Now that the night has fallen,

There’s no point in keeping it any longer. You don’t even have to swat the flies, you can only swat the mosquitoes!

But at this moment, two beauties carrying bright bags happened to pass by, and one of them suddenly supported her companion and asked in an anxious voice: "Ruoxi, are you okay?"

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Chapter completed!