After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

After a long time, Han Song and Dong Chuanlin stepped out of the back door of the medicine store.

Dong Chuanlin was in a happy mood, "That medicine worker has too dark a heart! He dares to change the life-saving medicine, isn't he afraid of thunder and thunder? It's lucky to meet us, otherwise I don't know how many people will be harmed."

"It's a pity that I found out too late, and my life is gone." Han Song was in a low mood.

Uncle’s father was helpless. After the thin drug worker admitted that he had changed the dressing, he broke down in tears. He stepped forward and kicked the thin drug worker twice, and then half-paralyzed on the ground, constantly asking why God was so cruel to him.

Obviously there was hope for a cure, but he passed away because of man-made greed... The ending is really unacceptable.

Dong Chuanlin became depressed, and said: "It's a pity, but fortunately, Yicaotang is responsible, and no more patients were affected."

Coix Cottage promises to recover all the platycodon tablets in the city after the Spring Festival, and will provide compensation and take care of the patients' follow-up medical treatment and purchase of medicines free of charge.

Dong Chuanlin and Han Song were a little surprised when the steward's words came out.No wonder Yicaotang has been standing for a hundred years, and the business is getting more and more prosperous. It is difficult to close down if it has quality and such an attitude.

After a while of silence, the two calmed down, and then walked along the street to find a suitable livelihood.

Seeing too much of the same market, no matter how lively and prosperous it is, I feel bored.Dong Chuanlin is committed to finding the details that have not been ignored by him.Looking around, he really found a rare thing.

An old man with all white hair and a black beard caught his gaze. The old man set up a simple stall with a small flag hanging on it, with the words "Fortune Telling" written on it.

Having just experienced a sad event, Dong Chuanlin was in a panic, and when he saw the fortune-telling booth, he pulled Han Song forward with great interest.It has long been heard that there were many people who studied strange arts in ancient times, and I don't know if they really had two brushes or they were just pretending.

The fortune-teller stroked his beard and asked with a smile, "Are the two little brothers going to tell a fortune?" While speaking, he greeted Dong Chuanlin and Han Song to sit on the bench.

Han Song didn't say a word, but reluctantly accompanied him and refused to sit down.The uncle consciously glanced past him, and focused on Dong Chuanlin who was eager to try and full of curiosity.

On the table was a bamboo tube full of bamboo sticks and three copper coins, all of which looked shabby.

Dong Chuanlin raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think is the most accurate?"

"People live for dozens of years, and the links are intertwined. It depends on which link you want to know, little brother?" The uncle smiled heartily and threw the question back to Dong Chuanlin.

Dong Chuanlin felt that what the uncle said was reasonable, and after thinking about it, he said, "I am in good health." After a time-travel and what happened to the uncle just now, he also understood that being able to live healthy is the foundation.

During the time when Dong Chuanlin lowered his head and meditated, the uncle's smiling smile never faded away, his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and his hands brushed over his beard one by one.

The more Han Song looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He always felt that there was something hidden in the uncle's smile.

When the uncle heard that Dong Chuanlin wanted to calculate his physical condition, he smiled even more, narrowed his eyes, and cheerfully picked up the bamboo tube and shook it.

Dong Chuanlin was so startled that he couldn't speak, this uncle just came out to play around, he started shaking the bamboo sticks without asking about his birthday, and there was a crackling sound, did you think the louder the shaking, the more accurate?

The uncle was addicted to shaking the bamboo stick, and he couldn't stop for a while.Dong Chuanlin thought to himself that it would be a waste of time to pass the time with the lonely and boring old man.

When he was bored, Dong Chuanlin suddenly caught a glimpse of the words in the lower right corner, "Five characters and one hexagram, ten characters and three hexagrams."

The corner of Dong Chuanlin's mouth twitched, and he quickly covered the old man's withered hand with his big palm to stop the old man's swaying rhythm. He said in a deep voice, "I'm in a hurry to go home and feed the pigs. Thank you." It's okay to waste time, but spend money Absolutely not.

"Little brother, you are contradicting your promise and breaking the rules."

Han Song witnessed the dispute between the two, he silently took out a copper plate from his arms and put it on the table, and pulled Dong Chuanlin who was still sitting stupidly away.

Dong Chuanlin just got up when he heard a voice from behind him.

"Catch the thief, catch him quickly."

Before the sound came close, a man hurriedly pushed through the crowd to escape desperately, pushing down several passers-by.Just as Dong Chuanlin reacted, Han Song was already running after him.

The thief ran all the way out of breath, and the strong Han Song easily caught up with him and snatched the purse from his hand.Han Song's feat drew applause from passers-by, and the owner's grandmother squeezed through the crowd and ran over.

Grandma laughed through tears after seeing the lost and recovered purse, and the words of thanks in her mouth never stopped, and she wanted to bow to Han Song.It is disrespectful to ask the elders to bow to the younger ones, Han Song couldn't bear it, so he quickly refused.

While the three of them were distracted, the thief raised his foot and kicked Grandma's calf.After the grandma was attacked, she couldn't stand upright and fell backwards. Dong Chuanlin, who was guarding the side, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stabilized before she fell to the ground.

Han Song was worried about Grandma, and his mind was a little relaxed. The thief took the opportunity to break free, stabbed Han Song's stomach with his elbow and escaped.

Regardless of his injured stomach, Han Song quickly squatted down to look at Grandma.

The two worked together to help her up, and several enthusiastic onlookers also stepped forward to help.After the grandma stood firmly, she thanked everyone with a smile, but just as the word thanked her, her legs and feet went limp and she fell straight down.

Fortunately, there were many people around, so I helped Grandma in time.

"It seems that I'm out of breath..." The aunt who came to help eagerly breathed out her breath and was stunned.

There was an uproar around, and the people who were afraid of getting into trouble hurriedly took a few steps back and talked a lot, leaving only a few people around Grandma.

Han Song immediately put Granny at ease, and pointed out that after checking the pulse on the neck to confirm the authenticity, he quickly unbuttoned the collar.

"What are you doing!" Aunt anxiously stretched out her hand to stop her.

Seeing this, Dong Chuanlin hurriedly stopped him, and drove the remaining onlookers to the side by the way, so as not to disturb Han Song's rescue.

Han Song unbuttoned her clothes, pulled her clothes to expose her chest, raised her chin, folded her hands on her chest and pressed it regularly.

After seeing Han Song's weird movements, passers-by and Dong Chuanlin were shocked.

After three seconds of silence, the voices of pointing and pointing swarmed, and the aunt who was filled with righteous indignation excitedly wanted to stop it. Dong Chuanlin, who had come to his senses, opened his arms to stop him firmly. He looked back, and Han Song was not affected by it, and he concentrated on pressing .

"stop fighting!"

Dong Chuanlin suddenly howled and frightened everyone, seeing more and more excited passers-by could not be stopped, the fainted grandma coughed.

Han Song helped the woke up grandmother to sit up, and gently stroked her back with his palm.

Everyone was very curious about the grandma who had come back from the dead, and they all rushed in, surrounding the three of them tightly.More curious people pulled Han Song and asked him what he did just now.

Han Song didn't care to answer the question. After making sure that Grandma was safe, he pulled Dong Chuanlin, who was still squatting next to Grandma, asking about her health, and ran away.

There were so many people in a mess, it took a lot of effort for the two of them to get through the crowd.

After finally coming out to breathe fresh air, Dong Chuanlin saw the contented old man sitting in the fortune-telling booth at a glance.

The surrounding merchants ran to watch the excitement, but he remained the only one who didn't move, as if he was not at all curious about what happened.

Han Song also noticed that the old man was a little strange, so he looked straight at him.

The uncle met the eyes of the two calmly, got up and walked towards the two.He got a big cattail fan from nowhere and fanned it leisurely.

The uncle circled around the two people standing side by side, and finally stopped in front of Han Song to look up and down for a while, his eyes were strange and direct, which made Dong Chuanlin's hairs stand on end.

He pulled Han Song and was about to leave, but Pu Fan was in front of him.The uncle glanced at Han Song again, put away his smile, and said slowly to Dong Chuanlin, "Don't you want to be in good health? Today I kindly send you a word, if you want to live safely, stay away from him, otherwise you both will regret it and die."

Dong Chuanlin followed the uncle's finger and Han Song frowned displeasedly.

After seeing his reaction, the uncle laughed a few more times.

Dong Chuanlin ran out of patience and didn't want to listen to the old man's nonsense, so he took Han Song's arm and left.

Behind him, the fortune-teller raised his cattail fan and yelled in a strange way, like an admonition or a warning.

"Young people will suffer if they don't listen to advice."