The flower protector of the female president

Yu Wenfeng said to the old man: "This doesn't count, that's the answer I gave just now, and I should be counted as a pass!"

The old man said: "But, the registration fee of [-] is paid by others!"

The meaning of what the old man said was quite obvious, both Chen Xing and Yu Wenfeng could hear it.After paying the registration fee of 10 yuan, I'm afraid the so-called test questions are just a formality. Even if the fat man doesn't know the answer, the old man will probably tell him.

Yu Wenfeng also understood at this time that in the past few circles, she only paid the registration fee of 100 yuan. No wonder the questions drawn were so difficult that she never passed the registration test.

Seeking money is all about profit!Yu Wenfeng scolded the old man inwardly.

Now that the fat man has successfully signed up, he felt relieved, and kept looking at Yu Wenfeng with a pair of bean eyes, his throat rolling continuously.

"Beauty, if you don't have the money to pay the registration fee, you can form a team with me. If I have money, if you pay the registration fee for you, you can draw the questions in this box!" the fat man said to Yu Wenfeng.

Yu Wenfeng was already annoyed with this fat man because he took his answer as his own. She turned her head and said, "I don't want to team up with pigs!"

"Do you dare to call me a pig?" Fatty's facial muscles trembled.

Because he is fat, it is most taboo not to say words related to pigs to him, not to mention that Yu Wenfeng directly refers to him as a pig's head.

"You're not just a pig's head, you're also a big pig's head!" Feeling puzzled, Yu Wenfeng simply accentuated her tone.

Who let him occupy my answer, hum!

The fat man's face was full of anger, and he didn't see how he moved, but his feet shook the ground, and a circle of dust swung out from his feet.From this air wave, it can be seen that this fat man is not a mediocre man, except that his brain is not very bright, and his ability to step on the ground to emit air waves and shake the dust on the ground in a circle shows that his skill is indeed not shallow.

No wonder he just shouted that it is better to test him to fight, it seems that he is still good at fighting.

Although Yu Wenfeng learned martial arts from her father, but this kind of skill really felt beyond her reach, so she couldn't help but took a step back.

Seeing Yu Wenfeng's fearful face, the fat man said triumphantly, "If I hadn't seen you as a beauty, I would have ejected you with one flick of my hand! I don't know good and bad, and being able to team up with me is simply a blessing in my previous life!"

Chen Xing stood in front of Yu Wenfeng at this time, and said to the fat man: "Xiaofeng is absolutely right when she said you are a big pig, look at you, you are heavy, if you move, the dust on the ground will rise, tsk tsk, hurry up Lose weight!"

"You fucking know shit, it's energy, do you understand? If you don't know shit, you still learn to be a hero and protect your beauty? Go where it's cool!" The fat man expressed his disdain for Chen Xing's ignorance.

"Haha, you call it Qi Jin, so what do I call it?"

After Chen Xing finished speaking, his whole body trembled, and a wave of air suddenly formed around him and exploded in all directions.The fat man only felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, and felt a faint pain on his face. He was taken aback in his heart. He never expected that the man in front of him with the appearance of a turkey would have such a strong vigor, stronger than himself. The air wave just now was several times stronger.

If this person also passes the registration, then the qualifiers will definitely be my strong enemy!Fatty's heart skipped a beat.

The fat man was startled by Chen Xing's move, swallowed his saliva, but refused to admit defeat, and said: "Poor, it's useful to fight, brother uses his brain, unlike you who have strong limbs and a simple mind." Guy, you can't even afford the registration fee, you deserve it for failing the registration test!"

Fatty actually said in a big way that he used his brain. He forgot that Yu Wenfeng had helped him answer the simple question just now.Of course, what he meant by using his brain was knowing how to spend a lot of money to bribe the old man to take simple questions.

"It's just the registration fee. Xiaofeng, take out the two boxes of money in my car and show them." Chen Xing said to Yu Wenfeng.

Yu Wenfeng went to Chen Xing's car and brought out two boxes of money, and said to Chen Xing: "Master, you can't do that, can you?"

"Master uncle is not allowed to interrupt when doing things. This is in the rules of the master's school. You have violated the 54th and [-]th..." Chen Xing did this trick again.

"Okay, okay! I got it!" Yu Wenfeng quickly put the two boxes of money on the old man's counter, and opened them with two "pops", and two boxes full of banknotes appeared in front of the old man and the fat man.

The fat man opened his mouth and said nothing.

And the old man already had a smile on his face, and said: "You go straight through!"

"Don't worry, just to show you! We have already paid the registration fee just now!" Chen Xing said, and asked Yu Wenfeng to take the money back into the car.

Seeing that the two big boxes of money disappeared in a blink of an eye, the old man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stomped it out fiercely, pushed the dusty box, and said to Chen Xing: "Smoke it! I think you don't want to pass the money." Sign up and try!"

Chen Xing pouted at Yu Wenfeng, and Yu Wenfeng reached in and took a ball out.Chen Xing also reached out to get the ball, but was stopped by the old man, and said, "You only paid the registration fee once, why draw twice?"

"Old man, why are you so bad at arithmetic? I just paid you one yuan. Her registration fee is fifty cents, and mine is fifty cents. The total is one yuan. Have you ever been to school?" Chen Xing asked about the old man's arithmetic level. Deeply dissatisfied.

Old man: "..."

At this moment, Yu Wenfeng had already opened the ball she had drawn, and unfolded the note, which read: "Chess."

Yu Wenfeng said with a look of embarrassment: "Chess? I don't know how to play, what should I do?"

There are not too many girls who like chess, and Yu Wenfeng is no exception.Her heart was suddenly full of disappointment, it seemed that this time she would not be able to pass the test of registration again.It's all the fault of Martial Uncle Po, who is so stingy that he only spent one yuan for the registration fee!

The old man looked at Yu Wenfeng proudly, and thought to himself, let you pay such a small amount of money, you should hurry back home.

"Master, it's so difficult for me, quickly look at yours?" Yu Wenfeng now put her only hope on Chen Xing.

Chen Xing opened the ball in his hand, unfolded the note, and read: Xuansi pulse diagnosis.

When Yu Wengang saw the word "diagnosing pulse", he was overjoyed at first. He thought about pulse diagnosis, not to mention Uncle Po, even I could do it. A piece of cold.

Diagnosis of pulse by hanging thread is actually just a legend.

Most of these stories happened to the imperial physicians in the palace, because in ancient times, the courts were respectful and orderly, coupled with the constraints of ancient etiquette, when the imperial physicians treated the princesses and princesses in the palace, they could not directly take the pulse, but used a silk thread Connect with the pulse of the other party to diagnose the pulse.

The most famous story here is the story of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, who cured the eldest grandson of Li Shimin's empress.

During the Zhenguan period of Tang Dynasty, Empress Li Shimin, the eldest grandson of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, was pregnant for more than ten months and could not give birth, and became seriously ill, so she invited Sun Simiao, a folk doctor, to treat her. Xiaosi came to feel the pulse of Empress Changsun, and cured Empress Changsun's illness, and also allowed Empress Changsun to give birth to a prince smoothly.

But it's hard to tell which is true and which is false.

Another story is that Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty pretended that his concubine was sick, so he ordered an imperial doctor to see a doctor. After the imperial doctor diagnosed the pulse with hanging silk, he told Qianlong that this was a happy pulse, which meant that the concubine was pregnant.

As a result, the other end of the silk thread that the imperial doctor used to diagnose the pulse was tied to a chair.But the imperial doctor was so quick-witted that he asked someone to split the legs of the stool. As a result, the stool had wormholes and small worms were wriggling. This was considered a way of getting through, otherwise the imperial doctor would have to be beheaded.

Until later, someone consulted a famous doctor who had treated the imperial family members of the Qing Dynasty. This doctor told the truth. Tongue coating, stools, symptoms, course of disease, etc., are actually prescribed according to these conditions.

And the so-called pulse diagnosis by hanging thread is just a walk-and-go form.

Of course Yu Wenfeng heard about this from her father Jiangdu medicine king Yu Houde, so when she saw the "diagnosing the pulse with the silk thread", her heart became cold.

Because this does not exist at all, how to test?
"Uncle Shi, they play tricks, it all depends on how much registration fee you pay. If you pay too little, you will be given an impossible task, and if you pay too much, you will randomly come up with an anagram that anyone can guess." Yu Wenfeng Angry in my heart, I couldn't help mocking the fat man as a pig's head.

However, the pig-headed fat man didn't hear it, and looked at Yu Wenfeng's difficulty with a sneer on his face.

Seeing Yu Wenfeng's big opinion, the old man asked, "What questions did you get?"

"Xuansi pulse diagnosis! This doesn't exist at all, aren't you embarrassing people?" Yu Wenfeng snatched the note from Chen Xing's hand, and threw it to the old man angrily.

The old man picked up the note, looked at it, and said with a smile: "I don't know who wrote such a question as a joke. Then there is no way, who asked you to pay such a small registration fee?"

"Hmph! We won't play anymore!" Yu Wenfeng turned around angrily, pulled Chen Xing and wanted to leave, and decided to give up participating in this tournament.

Chen Xing didn't move. He said, "Xiaofeng, why do you give up so easily? Even if you give up, I can't give up. I'm still waiting to find a way to save people with the Herbs Guide!"

After listening to Chen Xing's words, Yu Wenfeng felt that she was really in a hurry, and said to Chen Xing a little embarrassedly: "Master, I'm sorry, I was too anxious. But you also know that it's not true for Xuansi pulse diagnosis! You may not be able to hear the pulse accurately with your hands, let alone through a silk thread, it is simply Tianfang Yetan."

Chen Xing stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully: "I can play chess, but I have never tried this thread diagnosis, but I think, since there are records in ancient times, there may be a reason for its existence."

The old man who accepted the application just watched the two large boxes of money come and go, and he was already unhappy with Chen Xing, so he created a problem for Chen Xing.

"From what you mean, do you want to follow up with this girl's topic?"

"That's right!" Chen Xing nodded.

"I'm sorry, the two questions have to be done at the same time! I can't finish this and then do that!" The old man thought to himself, let you take two boxes of money to play me, this time I will play you too!
Yu Wenfeng became angry when she heard it, and said, "You bully people!"

The old man said in his heart, I will bully you, what's the matter, knowing that you are going to use the illustrated book of herbs to save people, I have to bully you even more!