A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing that the expressions of Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu were not very good, the members of the dynasty didn't know what happened to them in the hospital, so they thought it was Wang Huailing's appearance that affected their mood, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will definitely Help you guys to teach this useless cousin a good lesson. His father still wants to marry him to me. He behaved well before, and I couldn’t find a reason to refuse, but now it’s all right. I can be regarded as catching his fault. Already!"

Song Qinghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he shook his head and said, "Whether you want to marry him or not is your business, what does it have to do with the festival between him and us?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the court officials widened their eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Wu Dahu's shoulders, and said with a friendly look: "What's the relationship between me and Brother Dahu? That's because I almost asked for help." Relationship! Dare to offend you, it is equivalent to slapping me in the face, you say, is there any relationship?"

Wu Dahu pulled his hand away expressionlessly, and said calmly: "Is that why you came here today to tell us these things?"

The member of the dynasty laughed, rubbed his hands, rolled his eyes, and whispered: "The weather is so good today, why don't you let me draw a picture of your family as a souvenir?"

There is no free pie in the world, Wu Dahu raised his eyebrows, and said without any ups and downs: "Be careful."

Seeing that his purpose had been exposed, the member of the dynasty no longer concealed it, coughed lightly, and said embarrassingly, "Actually... I made a bet with someone that Ling Fulang was the third most beautiful woman, but that person refused to accept it." , so I want to help your husband draw a picture, so that I can win the bet!"

His husband was taken for a bet, no one would be happy about this matter, so Wu Dahu's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Then you go and admit defeat now."

The member of the dynasty grabbed Wu Dahu's clothes and said anxiously: "Don't worry, just listen to the conditions..."

Wu Dahu glanced at Chaoyuan's hand coldly, and said calmly: "Let go, I won't agree to any conditions. Besides, if you talk about it everywhere, it won't be so easy to let you go next time."

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, the member of the dynasty had no choice but to let go of his hand in embarrassment, but shifted his target to Song Qinghan, and said aggrievedly: "If I win this bet, I can take down the shop in the north of the city." , Actually what I want is not the shop, I just want to win that person once, then the shop can be given to you as a gift..."

shop?Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, feeling like someone was offering him a pillow just as he was about to fall asleep. After thinking about it carefully, he agreed, "Okay, just draw here."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his long pendant and sat in the gazebo in a chic way, with a heroic spirit revealed in his exquisite facial features.

Wu Dahu looked at him with some helplessness, and seeing the dynasty member peeking at him, he said in a deep voice, "Listen to him, show us the painting before you take it away."

If Chaoyuan didn't paint well, or processed some unscrupulous ones himself, even if Song Qinghan agreed, he wouldn't let Chaoyuan take the painting away!

Upon hearing this sentence, the member of the dynasty jumped up happily, took out the four treasures of the study that he had prepared a long time ago, placed them in the middle of the pavilion, raised his head and greeted Wu Dahu, and said with a proud face: "Don't worry, I will definitely give it to your husband. The painting is so perfect that you are reluctant to give it to me... No! You still have to give it to me even if you are not willing!"

Wu Dahu felt a little helpless, so he went to the kitchen to see the completion of the dinner, leaving Yuan Wenxuan holding a small stone to watch the fun.

Song Qinghan thought it was funny at first, but after a long time, he found it difficult. Every time he wanted to change his movements, the members of the dynasty would widen their eyes, as if they had robbed his family of rice, and shouted: "Don't move, don't move!" Move, move, I have to change it!"

Xiao Shitou seemed to think this "game" was fun, and shouted along with the court officials, interspersed with a few substandard "second fathers".

Yuan Wenxuan couldn't help but said: "Master, just wait a little longer, the painting is already half done, it's pretty good."

It's fine if he doesn't say this, but once he said this, Song Qinghan felt extremely desperate.

Why did it take so long to finish the painting half way!

Before Song Qinghan began to doze off, Wang Chaoyuan finally shouted "Complete!" and shook the painting up, completely displaying it in front of Song Qinghan.

On the white rice paper, an ink painting of Mr. Pianpian appeared on the paper. Although that face belonged to Song Qinghan, Song Qinghan felt that it was not him, like another person in a parallel world, living a life with him in another world. A life without contention in the world, only occasionally looking up, across time, came to Wang Chaoyuan's pen.

Seeing that he was silent, the member of the dynasty took back the rice paper in embarrassment, looked at it carefully, and explained: "Although I drew after you, I added a little bit of my own imagination when I drew, such as these decorations. If you don't like the painting, then I will delete it and change it..."

"No, it's good, but are you sure you can win the bet with this painting?"

Song Qinghan interrupted, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Whether it is beautiful or not, everyone has different criteria for judging it. If that person made up his mind to say that this painting is not good-looking, how could it be impossible for Dynasty officials to win this strange bet?

The member of the dynasty smiled mysteriously, and whispered: "Don't worry, I will win, you just wait to close the shop!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that Wu Dahu had no objection, he grinned and waved to everyone, and walked quickly towards the gate, as if he couldn't wait.

Song Qinghan shook his head. Seeing a little worry in Wu Dahu's eyes, he comforted him, "It's okay, it's just a painting. Others won't know who I am if they see it."

Wu Dahu said thoughtfully: "There shouldn't be many people who can take out a shop for a boring game, even in the capital, and it seems that the officials of the dynasty are rushing to play with that person. "

After being reminded by him, Song Qinghan realized that this was really the case, and couldn't help but also became worried, but the members of the dynasty didn't know where they went now, so even if they were worried, they had nothing to do, they could only resign themselves to fate.

After dinner, they took a walk in the yard, climbed into bed after the food in their stomachs was digested, and prepared to welcome the arrival of a new day.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qinghan and the two of them had just woken up when they heard the excited voices of members of the dynasty coming from outside.

"The shop is brought for you, hurry up and continue, I am finally proud! This taste is really great!"

The two walked out of the room, seeing the member of the dynasty blushing, those who didn't know thought what he was doing just now.

Song Qinghan took the land deed, glanced at the size on it, and said in surprise: "Such a big shop?"

Wang Chaoyuan looked very proud, puffed out his chest slightly, and pretended to be calm: "Do you know that I am powerful? Just make a bet with anyone, and you can get such a big shop. Okay, okay, I won't tell you more Now, I have to tell others the news quickly, so that others know that I finally won!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to leave, as if there was some beautiful wine waiting for him in front of him.

Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu looked at each other, wondering what to do with this land deed.

Even if Chaoyuan didn't care, but they got such a big shop for nothing, and they still feel a little bit sorry, besides, carefully speaking, Song Qinghan only showed a face, and even the painting was done by Chaoyuan. .....

Thinking about it this way, Song Qinghan felt that the land deed in his hands was hot, and Wu Dahu comforted him: "Go and see what's going on there first. If the business is good, then we will return the land deed. If the business is not good, we will return it to you." Then you can try to open a shop, then it will be regarded as a rented shop, and a certain amount of money will be given to the palace every month."

Song Qinghan was persuaded by him, called Hualien together, and walked towards the shop in a mighty manner.

The north of the city can be regarded as a bustling area. Not only are there an endless stream of customers in the shops, but even the small stalls on both sides have never stopped buying and selling.

Just as Song Qinghan's heart sank to the bottom, an empty shop suddenly appeared in front of them.

Song Qinghan looked at the land deed, and after confirming that the place above was this empty shop, he said with some doubts: "Why did it move so clean? So what are they selling..."

"Hehe, little brother, are you new here? Anyone who has lived here a little longer knows that the things sold in this shop are not serious, and it's normal if you can't continue!"

An enthusiastic voice sounded from behind them, and Song Qinghan turned his head to see that it was a grandfather with a gray beard explaining to them.

He smiled and asked curiously: "Grandfather, did this place sell any unscrupulous things? We are about to take over this shop, so I want to know more about it."

Hearing what he said, the old man looked him up and down, shook his head regretfully, and said with emotion: "I'm afraid you have been deceived, this shop is notorious, even if you open it new, no one will be willing to open it." Come here. As for what to sell..."

Seeing that his voice was drawn out, Wu Dahu took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and quietly put it into his hand.

After feeling the weight in his hands, the grandpa showed a satisfied look on his face, and continued: "The products sold here are evil people like Xiaohunsan and Qiyeting, although they are covered up with medicinal materials, But the people here already know the details of their family! If it weren't for the strong backing behind them, why would they just close now?"

"A lot of people have come to ask about the situation here in the past two days. They are probably the original customers. They haven't received any news yet!"