I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

Humming a little tune that he heard somewhere, Yao Wangyou continued to walk towards the hill on the edge of the film and television city.About half an hour later, the hill that was just a bag finally appeared in front of my eyes.

The shrubs and moss at the foot of the mountain were growing wantonly, and the trees on the mountainside were dense and sparse, and a few fell down for unknown reasons, all rotted into bark shells.With just one glance, Yao Wangyou knew that there should be no popularity here.

Just now, he took a long trip to see more scenery, and he passed by a school play set, and saw a man and a woman hiding in the woods and kissing.The tree was planted so neatly that it looked artificial. Compared with the two, it looked like a wilderness here.

But the wilder the better.

Yao Wangyou quickened his pace and climbed up along a relatively easy path.He has been collecting herbs with his master in the mountains and forests since he was a child. In the past, he had to carry a medicine basket with a sickle, medicine and hoe in it, which was very heavy.

However, fine tools like the medicine hoe are only used when picking natural materials and earth treasures. Here is a small hill, neither a cliff that can reach out to touch the sky, nor is it a Qihailing cave to see the trend of Feng Shui. It is necessary to go to war so much.

Although it was a barren mountain and the dirt road was under his feet, it was not difficult for Yao Wangyou to walk. He walked around and looked around, and found that it was indeed as he thought, basically there was nothing precious. Herbal medicine, just some common stuff that can be bought anywhere, and the vintage is not very good.

After making a half circle to the shade side of the mountain, the originally bright woods immediately dimmed.The shade of the mountain is easy to be humid, and there are mountain springs to moisten it, so there is a layer of mist in the forest, and the range of sight is also reduced a lot.There are quite a lot of wild mushrooms under the sparse trees. Yao Wangyou took a look and found that many of them were edible.

He has been in the mountains all year round, not only is he good at grasping medicine, he is also good at identifying poisonous mushrooms.It's just that I didn't bring a basket when I went out today, otherwise I would be lucky.

Listening to the sound of water, Yao Wangyou walked to the side of the gurgling mountain stream, and saw that the stream was quite clear, running down the mountain along the river, disappearing into the mist at the end of his sight, and he didn't know where it was going.After walking for so long, his face was covered with dust, so he squatted by the stream, intending to wash his face.

"Hey..." The moment his finger dipped into the water, Yao Wangyou couldn't help shivering.Mountain springs are inherently cooler than tap water in the city. It is refreshing to drink a handful or rub your face in hot summer, but it is really unbearable in winter.Just touching the water surface a few times, his originally fair fingers turned a little red from the cold.

"That's all..." Yao Wangyou gave up the idea of ​​washing his face. It would be bad if it was frozen for a while. He was about to walk down the mountain, and went back to the small kitchen to start cooking chicken soup for Luo Ziyu, when he heard the sound coming from the woods not far away. , there was a faint rustling sound, as if someone was walking, accompanied by a soft voice.

The voice diffused in the already dimly lit woods, making it appear a little lighter, echoing faintly, and the backs of those who listened felt a little chilled.

"Who is it..." Yao Wangyou walked towards the source of the voice, turned around a big stone, stopped in his footsteps, took a deep breath, and dodged to hide behind the stone.

He just saw a white shadow floating in the depths of the forest!

In the dark dense forest, the sunlight cannot penetrate the canopy at the top, and can only cast a faint halo in the air.The mist was churning, and in the depths of the mist, a white shadow was looming, floating towards the direction of Yao Wangyou, and some soft voices could be vaguely heard.

Hit a ghost in broad daylight?

Yao Wangyou hid behind the stone, stepped on the wet soft mud, and the moisture wetted the bottom of his trousers.He listened intently for a while, holding his breath, and suddenly felt that it seemed... a personal voice.

As the man approached, the content of the speech became more and more clear, Yao Wangyou listened to everything.

It was a man, muttering about food, put it in, rest assured and so on.Occasionally he stopped for a while, and continued to speak a few words, but no one answered him.

Yao Wangyou stroked his chin and pondered, is this person talking to himself?It's not hysteria, is it?He had gone down the mountain with his master to treat hysteria for a squire before, and that man also chatted with the air, toasted and clasped his fists at the air, and when he got sick for the first time, he even dragged his concubine to treat the "hysteria" in the air. People", almost scared the concubine to death.But then I took a few patches of medicine, and then got a few needles.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go out and give him two injections, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice suddenly, and he lifted his spirits: Oh!This man is on the phone!

Scratching his head in embarrassment, Yao Wangyou was thankful that no one knew what he was thinking.

The man on the phone seemed to be wandering in the mountains, and the voice gradually drifted away after getting closer for a while, and he probably turned around and went back.Yao Wangyou poked his head out from behind the stone to look over there, and saw the man wearing white clothes, holding a whisk in his hand, and a silver hair crown on top of his head, which tied his black hair tied up.

Yao Wangyou took a look at that figure from the back, and found that he was quite thin, unlike Xuan Mingcheng.Xuan Mingcheng looks thin in clothes and has flesh in his clothes. This one is really thin.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, it's none of his business..." Yao Wangyou shook his head, walked out from behind the stone, and ran down the mountain, recalling whether he ate something dirty last night, actually thinking Xuan Ming City.

Back in the small kitchen, Yao Wangyou took out the chicken, chestnuts and candied dates, put them in a pot, brought it to a boil, then turned the heat to a low simmer.Then he walked to the side cabinet and pulled out the drawer to find the medicinal materials he needed.

Xuan Mingcheng said that day that He Lang told them that Luo Ziyu would feel uncomfortable eating bananas. Luo Ziyu either had a cold stomach or a weak intestine. It is easy to stew ordinary chestnut chicken soup, but if he wants to nourish his body, he still needs to add some other herbs of.

After he put the medicinal materials into the saucepan, the phone vibrated again, and Yao Wangyou remembered that someone seemed to be looking for him just now, so he wiped his hands quickly and took out his phone to look.

Two WeChat messages.

The first one was from Qin Zi, an hour ago: [Mr. Yao, Mr. Xuan will go to the crew after work to see if the filming is going well. He said he can pick you up by the way. 】

Yao Wangyou smiled and read another new message.

Xuan Mingcheng: [? 】

At this time, Mr. Xuan was sitting in his office gnashing his teeth, poking his finger at Yao Wangyou's profile picture on the screen with a vicious expression on his face.

"Stinky medicine jar, you better know that when I send a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but I think you have a problem!"

Secretary Qin at the side: ...he knows where he is going.

beep...

Xuan Mingcheng heard the voice and quickly looked at the screen, but...no news.

The stinky medicine jar actually answered him but not me!

Qin Zi trembled, and looked at Xuan Mingcheng tremblingly, and saw that the CEO was staring at him eeriely.

"What did he say?"

Qin Zi swallowed, opened WeChat and took a look, and said, "Mr. Yao said he would wait for you on the set."

Xuan Mingcheng was furious over the matter of replying to someone, but the phone on the table rang suddenly. He looked down and saw Yao Wangyou sent two messages back, and he couldn't help but feel better.

Back to myself more, quite acquainted.

【Thank you. 】

[animated expression]

I don't know where that emoji came from, anyway, it's a little white milk cat clasping its hands and bowing to say thank you.Xuan Mingcheng looked at the two messages on the phone, and his mood "wowed", and the smile at the corner of his mouth made Qin Zi's scalp tingle.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at those two messages repeatedly, his face rippling.

Hey, so cute!

Well, the little milk cat is cute.