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That night when Yu Zinian and the others returned to the courtyard on Niuwangzhuang, they realized that there were quite a few people who came here with the same purpose as them.

A few days after the news was released, there were already more than a dozen people. According to the people who came first, people have been coming over these days. When the medical center is completed, there must be more people. According to Lao Zhou, there are only fifty apprentices at most. If someone leaves the teacher or leaves halfway, they will make up at that time. For this small medical center, fifty apprentices is basically the limit.

When it comes to the question of what to do in the next period of time, most people say they want to go to the construction site to help.

Romon is currently very popular in this area. His medical clinic has the help of Mr. Bai, and at the blacksmith shop, I heard that there are big men who can help them to clean up the business. Generally speaking, everyone has a good opinion of this medical clinic. The museum is quite confident.

"We went there yesterday to take a few photos, and when the construction starts, we will record the whole process." One of the young men who looked about [-] said so.

"That's right, when this hospital becomes famous both at home and abroad in the future, our posts will also become famous." Another younger one said with a smile.

"I hope that the medical center of the old Zhou's family will not only be famous at home and abroad, but also stand the test of time." An older person said so.

"By the way, if the old Zhou's medical clinic can stand for hundreds of thousands of years, can this post of ours also become a historical material?" One of them joked.

"That's a must! Anyway, I'm optimistic about our old Zhou!"

"This guy can also be said to be a fan of Lao Zhou's brain. Hearing that a medical center is going to be built here, the company immediately sold it to him. He packed up and came here. He is not a medical student, so he is not afraid. Can't choose."

"What are you afraid of? We also have a little foundation. Besides, if you don't get selected, you can stay and continue studying. If you have nothing to do, go to the class. I heard that Lao Zhou will provide free buns and steamed buns when he arrives."

"It's good to go to the construction site to help. After the opening of the museum, it will cost 200 yuan a month. I don't know how to live in those days. Save more while you can."

"200 yuan is a little less, not enough to go out for supper every night."

"It's really not possible. When it's time to take a rest, I will go to Niuwangzhuang to do some physical work. Food and shelter will be included. I won't die of hunger anyway. What do you worry about?"

In fact, it’s more than just food and lodging. Just a few days after the medical center started working, someone sent a batch of clothes to Lao Zhou. When the things were delivered to the courtyard, it happened to be after work in the evening. So everyone gathered around to watch the fun.

"We are running a medical center, not a school, so why do we still make scholar's robes?" Seeing the sets of scholar's robes with a white background and blue border they took out from the car, Lao Zhou couldn't help being happy , these people are really willing to part with it. Judging from the material of this dress, it is estimated that it is not cheap.

"Isn't it a lot of attention here? It's just to promote traditional Chinese clothing." The person who sent this batch of clothes to Lao Zhou was an artistic youth in his early forties.

He is one of the veteran members of a certain fashion forum, and there are many diehard fans of Niuwangzhuang in their forum. This time, they heard that Luo Meng is going to renovate the medical center, so the forum friends raised funds to make this batch He asked him to send the clothes here, firstly to express his support for this medical center, and secondly, to promote traditional costumes through this medical center.

Everyone in the courtyard was chattering, looking at the clothes and commenting on them, feeling the material and looking at the style. Those who have been selected as medical apprentices all seemed very happy. This scholar's robe looks so handsome. It has temperament!

"Success, let's promote it. I don't need to pay anyway." Luo Meng actually thinks it's good to wear traditional costumes. There are many people who like traditional costumes these days, but it is really important to promote them in daily life. It's not that easy.

"Where can I ask you to pay for it? As long as you manage this medical center well, it will be regarded as a boundless merit." The man laughed.

"Where is this now? What are you talking about?" Luo Meng felt a little embarrassed when he was put on a high hat recently: "By the way, only the people in their medical center have it? Do I have it?"

"That's needless to say!" The other party said, and immediately took out two sets of clothes from the car, one was a golden officer's coat, and the other was a black dress.

"This set is for me?" Needless to say, the official uniform must be for Romon, and the black suit is for Xiao Shulin, but Romon himself feels a little regretful about such an arrangement: "I think back then we also learned He's a bully." Shouldn't he also get a scholar's robe to make him look elegant?

"Old Zhou, you know it's the past." A long-term worker in the yard patted Old Zhou on the shoulder and said.

"This member's robe is very good, and it matches the temperament and image of our old Zhou."

"At that time, I will make two walnuts."

"Put a fan behind the neck."

"I have another birdcage in my hand."

"You don't need to think about the scholar's robe or anything else. If you really dress like that, it won't look awkward to us."

"..."

That night, after Romeng returned to his small building, he stared at the mirror for a while, but this was not enough, so he changed into the uniform of the officer and took another photo, and when he was done, he changed into the one he took from the courtyard. Scholar gown.

"Don't take pictures, go to sleep." After taking a shower, Xiao Shulin saw that Romon was still looking in the mirror, so he said.

"Which suit do you think I should wear?" Romon asked him.

"It's also suitable to wear when you're not talking." Xiao Shulin grinned.

Luo Meng's appearance is relatively clean and refined. It's just that in the past two years, Niuwangzhuang has made himself into the image of Lao Zhou. In addition, he is usually easy to play tricks on people, and now he is basically gone. It is difficult to leave a gentle impression on people.

"Then I will wear this suit tomorrow." Romon said.No matter how he is now in his prime, he cannot be excluded from the group of gentle and handsome guys so easily.

He still doesn't believe it, with his appearance and temperament, he can't afford a set of scholar's robes?As for ancient costumes or not, we Lao Zhou don’t care at all, since we don’t go to work anyway, we don’t need to ask grandpa to tell grandma to sign orders everywhere, and wear whatever we like.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Meng really went to the courtyard in that scholar's robe, and he couldn't get involved in the construction of the medical hall, so he just went to visit occasionally. His current main activity area is still in this courtyard. Sometimes I go to the blacksmith's shop to discuss things with the old man, mainly to let him get some disciples and grandchildren to come here.

"Old Zhou, why are you here wearing this dress today?"

"Don't tell me, this robe with a white background and blue border is really a bit of a scholar's temperament when we wear it on our old Zhou."

"It seems that the foundation of Xueba is still there, hahaha!"

In the yard, everyone was having breakfast at the moment, and when they saw Lao Zhou's appearance, they made jokes one after another.

"I'll try the comfort of this suit first, and then I'll see if it's inconvenient to move." Lao Zhou raised his pre-thought-out remarks.

"Looks like this, our old Zhou looks really good. How can he be at the bottom of the list of top ten handsome men in Niuwangzhuang?" Bian Dajun said with a smile while sucking the milk porridge in his bowl.

There is a list of top ten handsome guys in Niuwangzhuang, and Chen Jianhua is at the top of the list. Although this girl is not the best-looking, but she can't stand the high popularity. The girls all like him, and I don't know why. He got a nickname, Sebastian Hua.

Xiao Shulin is also on the list, ranking second, mainly because he knows martial arts, and everyone thinks he is very handsome. There are also Lin Kuo who grows herbs, Zheng Bolun who makes people unsure about his details, and Wang Xiaochen, a painter who feeds monkeys. The longer the more overhanging the glasses and so on.

I don't know if these people did it on purpose, but they just ranked Lao Zhou last. For a long time, everyone took this matter as a joke.

"Even Qiyun's position is higher than yours." Fatty Hou also said at this time.Na Qiyun is the son of Na Maocheng and Niu Hongxia, also the nephew of Luo Meng.

"My nephew is handsome and I'm happy for him." Romon smiled.

"The wind direction is wrong today!" Everyone quickly discovered the abnormality.

"Old Zhou! Are you going to take the gentle route today?"

"Oh, it seems that changing into this robe will change the whole person's style!"

"Old Zhou, looking at it this way, I think your position on the leaderboard should be moved up a few times."

"At least four or five advances."

"In any case, it should be next to Xiao Shulin's position."

These people were chattering all over the place, but they were trying to feed Romon the magic soup, and when the feeding was almost done, the topic came.

"Old Zhou, we haven't eaten chestnut roast chicken for a long time, let's cook it at noon today."

"I just saw a big slab of pork in our kitchen freezer."

"Last time someone said on the forum, I saw you dig wolfberry wine from the fruit forest?"

"When I got off work last night, I saw that the brook grouper in our ditch was getting old and fat."

"The sheep on the mountain are also very fat."

"Old Zhou, let's eat roasted whole lamb tonight!"

"..." Luo Meng endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back anymore. He rolled up the sleeve of the elegant scholar's robe, and stretched out one of his arms in front of everyone: "It's better to cut my flesh and roast it. Bar."