My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 500 Macaque Wine

The old Taoist pushed the stinky beggar away, turned his head and asked me with a smile: "Ye Wawa, would you like to have a sip too? This is the best wild macaque wine, and you can't even buy it in the market."

The wine in the gourd was indeed very fragrant. When the old Taoist opened the stopper of the gourd, the fragrance wafted everywhere, and the fragrance of the wine permeated the air for a long time.

It's just that when I saw this old gourd and the smelly old beggar next to it, I didn't have any appetite to drink.Drinking is the atmosphere, and the old beggar completely destroys the atmosphere, which makes people lose their appetite.

"Thanks. I don't have to."

When the old beggar saw that I refused the old Taoist's wine, a trace of regret appeared on his vicissitudes of life face. He shook his head and said:

"The baby is really ignorant. The smelly Taoist wine is not an ordinary wine. Drinking this wine is very beneficial to your body. A stingy guy like the old Taoist priest is willing to drink it for you. You don't know how to cherish it. It's a pity, it's a pity .”

The great monk stared greedily at the wine in the old Taoist's gourd, and said flatteringly, "I don't drink it, why don't you give me a sip, and my great monk is also greedy."

"Go, go as far as you can." The old Taoist immediately put away the gourd and drove the monk away.

"Smelly Taoist priest, you can't be like this. You drink it for stinky beggars and little babies, why don't you give it to me, the great monk?"

The old Taoist said disdainfully: "It's only natural for a stinking beggar to beg for food, and the doll is a guest. Why the hell do you have to drink old-fashioned wine?"

The old Taoist ignored the great monk, and continued with the previous topic:
"However, although the prescriptions in Dr. Ye's hands are miraculous, many of them contain medicinal materials that are difficult to find, and many of them are extinct. That's why we went to Long Island to look for medicinal materials."

"How do you know about Dragon Island?"

The great monk didn't get any wine, so he returned angrily. He didn't give the Taoist a chance to tell the story alone, so he interrupted and said, "It's what the half-immortal said."

"Half fairy?"

"Yes. There used to be a half-immortal in our village who lived in a ruined temple at the head of the village. He was very mysterious and knew everything. We three brothers asked him, and he told us."

"How old was this half-immortal at that time?"

"It was already seventy at that time."

I was 40 years old more than 70 years ago, and if I lived to this day, I would be more than 110 years old.

"How do you know my grandfather?"

The old Taoist priest recalled: "When your great-grandfather was young, he took your grandfather to collect herbs. Once he passed by our village and stopped in our village. That's how we met."

"My great-grandfather?"

"Ah."

Our Ye family has practiced martial arts, practiced medicine and worked in agriculture for generations. There is nothing wrong with this, but my father did not have the talent in this area. Later, he abandoned medicine to pursue literature and was admitted to Zhejiang University to become a high school teacher.

The old Taoist priest continued: "Your great-grandfather thanked us for our kind hospitality, allowing us to visit Mingyang Citrus Village when we have time. If we have any serious illnesses, we can also go to them. Several years later, the old beggar lost his eyesight, and everyone The monk also got a strange disease, and I also have some hidden diseases, the three of us will go to Mingyang to find your great-grandfather together, hoping that he can help us relieve the pain."

"We begged all the way to Citrus Village after going through untold hardships. We didn't know your great-grandfather had passed away until we arrived. Your grandfather warmly received us and treated us. We lived in Citrus Village for more than three months, and our condition got some relief. But it has not been eradicated. Dr. Ye said that he is short of several medicinal materials, and because of the lack of these key medicinal materials, the effect is not particularly satisfactory."

The great monk added: "We lived in Citrus Village for more than half a year, and the situation still didn't improve. The three of us bid farewell to Dr. Ye and went back to our hometown to find medicinal materials. Because our local area is rich in various medicinal materials, your great-grandfather brought your grandfather to Our village is because we have rich and complete types of medicinal materials, but unfortunately we have searched in the mountains for more than three months, but we still haven’t found anything.”

I asked curiously: "Do you know medicinal materials?"

"Understood. People in our village range from an 80-year-old man to a three-year-old child. None of them understand medicinal materials. We mainly make a living by collecting medicinal materials, hunting and farming, but the doctors in our village are not as skilled as your grandfather. .”

The stinky beggar also interrupted, unwilling to be lonely: "Doctor Ye told us all the missing medicinal materials, and he also gave us a list, which listed the shapes, properties, functions, etc. of various medicinal materials. These medicinal materials are indeed rare. , We have never seen it in our village."

"You went to Long Island like this?"

The old Taoist priest nodded: "That's right. We didn't find medicinal materials in the village, so we went to ask Banxian for help. At first, Banxian refused to tell us. Then we begged him and knelt outside the ruined temple for three days and two nights to ask him for advice." The way out. Seeing that we are really suffering and sincere, Banxian told us a place, saying that there must be a place. This place is Long Island. Banxian does not suggest that we go to Long Island, he thinks it is useless for us to go, He said that we went to Long Island and never returned."

"You finally chose to go?"

The great monk said helplessly: "So what if you don't go. If you don't go, you will die. If you go, you may still have a chance. Why don't you try it. The old beggar doesn't want to be blind all his life. What's the point of living like this. As for the Taoist priest, he was in sore pain when he had a hidden disease, and if he keeps going on like this, he will see the King of Hades one day. Not to mention me, my stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and I don’t know when it will be burst."

I suddenly thought of one thing, the three of them are all farmers doing their part, why should they pretend to be Taoist priests, monks and beggars.

The old Taoist explained: "It's not because the journey is too far. We ran out of food before we had traveled far. We had nothing to eat on the way and begged along the way. Taoist monks can ask for alms, and beggars are more convenient to beg for food. The three of us are not Pretend, I became a Taoist priest because I used to be a Taoist priest in the village, and the monk chose to be a monk because he was born bald and usually lazy. "

It turned out to be like this, no wonder when we first met, I ridiculed the monk and called him a bald donkey. He reacted so strongly that he almost competed with me. People who are born bald naturally taboo this title.

"So you plan to return to your old business after you come back this time?"

The old Taoist said with some shame: "When we accompanied your grandfather to Long Island, we only brought these clothes. They were all Taoist robes, monk robes or old clothes. Each of us brought a big bag. I didn't expect to stay in Long Island. This year, when we leave Long Island again, we can only come back with this look."

"No, haven't you been with Kong Xueqiang for a while, and he hasn't bought you any outfits?"

(End of this chapter)