The days of being a writer in a different world

Xiaomao said that Dr. Shi Dexin is highly skilled, and he often gives free consultations on powdered medicines. He is anxious about the urgent needs of customers, and now he has helped to prepare traditional Chinese medicines.It's just that the preparation of this medicine is a little troublesome, and you have to wait a while. For patients who are losing money, you need to soak it for a few more days.

"That's no problem, let's stay for a few more days." Since this is the case, Cheng Chen is not in a hurry to leave. This old Mr. Shi is really benevolent, "How much does the medicine cost? Please tell the old man if it works. It must be paid heavily, how can the old gentleman subsidize it himself?!"

"It's free! It's really free!" Xiao Mao was so anxious that he was about to shout, and quickly lowered his voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Shi's medical skills are also well-known in our area."

"I'm really grateful." Cheng Chen went back to the house moved, feeling that someone "had a leak in the house on a sunny day", and the mason came to his door and gave away bricks and tiles for free, what a piece of shit luck!

Xiao Mao was sweating profusely, and respectfully watched the "strong background" guest return to the room. After listening to nothing for a long time, he scurried back to the room diagonally opposite the door.

"How about it, have you seen the master?"

"Is Mr. An willing to ask for medicine?"

"Mr. An, will they stay for a few more days?"

Several people immediately gathered around and asked questions in a hurry, Xiao Mao didn't know what to answer for a moment.

"Stop, don't worry, the old man will ask first!" Shi Chuanzong pressed his hand and looked at Huang Jiguang who was pushing forward. Old Huang smiled, please.The eldest nephew of the Shi family, the big hotel owner who hurried over to answer the phone, of course did not dare to have any opinion on his uncle.

"Mr. An, have you seen the master?" Mr. Shi asked.

Xiaomao shook his head like a rattle, and told those with pricked ears as soon as possible what he saw, as well as Mr. Xiaoan's expression, movements, and responses.

"Oh, yes. Condescend to come to this broken hotel to caress the spirit. It is really, really insulting to the gentleman. Ahem, this is not a master's identity and style. Naturally, it should be kept a secret. You must follow the master's wishes, and you must not Peeping and inquiring, it's good if you have something... Well, cough cough cough! I should be grateful for this adventure, and don't spread it anymore."

The old gentleman lamented everyone's shit luck, and warned again and again.In short, the central meaning is that everyone encounters a fairy cake falling from the sky, hits the face, and makes a fortune in silence, so don't go out and get scared.Otherwise, everyone won't be able to get along with the troubles, if they make a fuss and make troubles, which annoys the master and the little brother with a "deep water" background, beware of fortune turning into misfortune!

As for the prescription to nourish the spirit and damage the body, it is not a trick to coax that Mr. An, it is indeed a proven prescription handed down by his old historian.It was originally a folk prescription for warriors' supplements, but it was discovered later that it also has a miraculous nourishing effect on the damaged body after the spiritual backlash of the traitor.If this recipe hadn't caused trouble, his family's young cabbage wouldn't have been ravaged by that plague, and the disaster would have spread to his descendants, causing his grandson... Sigh!

"Ping An, get the medicinal materials that Fang Zi needs to be prepared quickly, and don't make Mr. An wait in a hurry."

Shi Pingan, the boss of the "broken hotel", aggrievedly recognized the uncle's "nickname" for his hotel, took out his phone and ordered him to go on.

"Mr. Huang, how many are there? When will you be there?" The old man turned around and asked a slicker named Huang.

"You're welcome, just call me Xiao Huang." Huang Jiguang hurriedly climbed up the pole, "There are only three of me, and I can arrive early in the morning. Don't worry, I promise that Ma Liu will be quiet and won't disturb anyone."

"Well, be careful, don't disturb the master, and don't disturb other guests." Shi Chuanzong nodded, waved to the room, and shouted: "Congcong, come here."

A five or six-year-old thin boy ran over obediently.His head is round, his face is purple, his eyes are huge, and against his small body, he looks like a small onion head.

The boy was stunned, sucked his nose, rubbed his eyes and yawned, and said vaguely, "Grandpa? Go to sleep, sleepy!"

"Hey, let's play a game with grandpa. Let's sneak out quietly." Mr. Shi secretly looked at the opposite door from behind the door, and gently pushed the door open.

There were already two people waiting anxiously outside the door pushing a nursing device, and a small child was lying silently inside the curing device.The old man nodded to the person who came, made a silent gesture, pointed to the room behind him, and handed over the person to the elder nephew to arrange.

He took his dull grandson, tiptoed to the foot of the wall at 608B, the opposite door, and whispered in the child's ear: "We're here to compete in growing mushrooms. Mushrooms grow in the middle of the night, so don't fall asleep without moving or making a sound." , Do you know? Otherwise, Congcong, you little mushroom won’t be able to grow taller.”

Little Onion's eyes widened in surprise, he covered his mouth tightly, and imitated the old mushroom with a gray beard and planted it in the corner of the wall.Congcong will definitely stay still, that is, if he grows too fast, will he be pulled out by the chef grandpa to stew chicken?

Congcong was a little scared, but he looked at the big old mushroom beside him, he squatted down in peace, the chef grandpa likes to eat big ones.

After a while, the faint sound of reciting came from the next room.

Green, white, and pink dots of light floated up sparklingly, and slowly more and more, gathered and floated towards the door, like a small rainbow ribbon.

Little Onion was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth. Fortunately, he still remembered his grandfather's game of growing mushrooms. He stared blankly at the little dots of light floating around... There were a few white and pink dots that slipped away. There is a rainbow, floating, floating, floating into the mouth ah ah ah!

Can this be eaten?The light spots fall on the mouth and nose, cool and sweet.

Cong Cong was very anxious, he pulled his grandfather's sleeve vigorously, pointed to his mouth: "Liangliang, bright spot?"

Grandpa is tearful, such an old man is still crying, and the puppy is peeing, crying and laughing!He was still covering his mouth, and the snot was running down his beard!

"Hey, Congcong doesn't move and doesn't talk, it's a good mushroom! Grandpa lost, you must not move. This little bright spot is a good thing, very, very delicious good thing. You have to eat as much as possible, and you will become Smart and healthy, I will never lie in bed for three days and can't go out to play."

Congcong listened to his grandpa's suppressed whining with a half-understanding, but decided to eat more light dots obediently.What a beautiful little dot!It's a pity that they can run, and they run very fast, only a few will float over by themselves, ah, a little bit actually flew into the palm of the hand, and then melted like snowflakes, so comfortable.

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After devoting himself to reading the beginning of "The Little Prince" three times in one night, Cheng Chen was so exhausted that he just wanted to fall asleep with his blistered eyes.Seeing the green and white light spots melt into A Lang's body one after another, the big wolf dog's complexion got better and better. In the middle of the night, he was drooling and wrapped the quilt into a ball, rubbing the pillow from time to time and laughing silly.

The young master ravaged his curly hair, and could no longer resist Zhou Gong's call, rolled onto his bed and wheezed——

I slept well in the middle of the night, and I had a familiar nightmare again early in the morning. A big python coiled and coiled...

Cheng Chen woke up suddenly, staring angrily at the guy who used him as a pillow, A Lang smiled silly and remained silent.Eyes wide open, two or two looked at each other "affectionately" for a while.

With the disheveled curly hair on his head, he was very excited, and the guy who was revived with full blood was about to move, he said tentatively: "Wow?"

"You're promising?! You've learned a dog language!" This call completely ignited the young master's waking up, "Hurry up and let go, I'll go, do you know that your bones hurt me all over? !"

Huh?Cheng Chen thought of the little green wolf Wen Ling who "fitted" with this guy last night, and was startled. His half-baked novice's level of "spirit care"... No, this guy won't become a beast from now on, he will only Can't speak human language anymore?

"A Lang, will you call me by my name? Come and hear me." The young master coaxed the big friend.

A Lang carried out this order happily: "Chenchen, Chenchen, Chenchen..."

Cheng Chen's head was full of black lines, and he slapped his sexy thin lips with a slight stubble. No matter how magnetic the voice is, no matter how nice the name is, if you read it dozens of times on the repeater, that's the rhythm of sex ah!

have to!Take my brother for a walk and have breakfast.Well, this plan is deeply rooted in my heart.

Mrs. Cheng helped the younger brother to take care of his clothes and hair, and Shi Shiran went out—I always felt that the younger brother seemed to be much smarter, and he had learned to flirt and wink!Taking the coat that A Lang took from the hanger earnestly, Young Master Cheng felt very relieved. It seems that the little green wolf made a big love last night!

As soon as he went out, Master Cheng felt that something was wrong, very wrong!

Except for the righteous waiter, there was no one in the corridor, and the doors of the rooms on both sides were closed tightly, silently.But his keen sixth sense told him that there seemed to be many people watching them, and there was—"Murderous!" It's not quite accurate to say murderous, that harmless, reverent and fanatical gaze gave him the feeling of The National Fresh Meat fell into the nest of fans - like a thorn on the back, the hair stood on end, I always felt like I was about to be bitten!

This place is not good, it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

"Good morning, Mr. An! Uh, this gentleman is also early. I'll take you two to the restaurant."

The waiter's attitude became better and better, with a flattering smile, as if meeting the grandfather.

Cheng Chen heheed and asked, "Then who..."

"Mao, my surname is Mao. You can call me Xiao Mao." Mao Xiaoda said to this young master with a deep background with a half-bow and a bright spring face.

"Uh, Mao, Xiao Mao!" Cheng Chen had a toothache when he called the tall and burly man, who was at least seven or eight years older than himself, "Xiao Mao", and asked, "You don't need to accompany me to the restaurant, Doctor Shi The medicine you mentioned?"

"Don't worry, Dr. Shi is cooking it for you in the back kitchen, and it will be delivered to your room in a while."

This service, this attitude, customer satisfaction must be marked with five stars!Cheng Chen took his younger brother for a walk, happily eating to increase his energy, and naturally forgot about his inexplicable sixth and seventh senses.

After filling their stomachs, they hurried back to the house. Mr. Shi had brought two middle-aged men to welcome him at the door with a smile on his face. Out of sight.