Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

Soon, two parts of distiller's grains, two pottery bowls, and several parts of herbs were taken and placed on the ground.

Turning his head, he rolled up his long sleeves and winked at He Yuanyuan in the crowd: "Then, it's time to witness the miracle."

Cong Youyan put the porcelain bowl under Sister Ye's nose, crushed the herbs she just bought on the spot, mixed them with distiller's grains and stirred them together.

Herbs and distiller's grains give off an indescribable stench.

The melon-eaters who were watching around retreated in unison.

"This taste! It's really spicy!" He Yuanyuan frowned and struggled for a while, holding back the nausea, and walked a few steps forward, while the invisible camera continued to work.

Cong Youyan smiled faintly, held up the porcelain bowl and moved forward, asking Sister Ye and the two: "Does it smell good?"

Sister Ye kept swallowing her saliva, if her hands and feet were not weak, she would have rushed over to grab it.

Her look is longing and cannot be faked.Only then did the people around him believe that the young man in Hanfu in front of him really had some abilities.

Cong Yuyan faced the two of them with the porcelain bowl, and explained: "The toxins in your body prefer this taste, don't worry, don't worry! Just bear with it."

Sister Ye's saliva dripped down the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.

He took out the silver needle from Yuyan, and waved to the two: "Come, come, show me your arm."

Under the blue sky and white sun, two black lines clearly appeared on the whitened arms of the two of them, and they were winding forward, and the direction was exactly where the porcelain bowl was placed on the ground.

Sister Ye.The boy looked at each other, anxious in his heart, and knew that this was the critical moment, so he didn't dare to urge him.

It seems that a small earthworm is looking for a way out in the blood vessels of the arm, drilling around, and the blood vessels on the top burst frequently, scaring away the timid audience around.

"Genius doctor, genius doctor, help!" The boy burst into tears.

Sister Ye secretly hated herself for being mean-spirited and mean-spirited, and for provoking this person, she thought to herself: You, the King of Hades, have received 100 million yuan, why are you still acting like a grandpa, only caring about being handsome and not doing anything, just letting them dry?Get rid of the bugs now.

Cong Youyan laughed softly: "Shh, keep your voice down, these little cuties are very timid, and if they don't pay attention, they will shrink back. I just used a tactic to delay the attack, paralyze them, indulge them, and wait until they can't stand the temptation by themselves." When you do, you'll jump out."

After finishing speaking, he flicked the porcelain bowl lightly, and the porcelain bowl emitted a silent frequency. The concoction in the bowl became even more "fragrant" and smelly, and the black line on the two's arms climbed forward a few centimeters.

He Yuanyuan thought curiously: "Shang Shao, this new tenant, who is so sacred? Awesome!"

As if hearing the voice of the crowd, he turned around slowly from Yuyan, his eyes sparkling brightly: "It's the instinct of the living to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Even if they are a small bug, they are afraid of death. If it knows this It's a trap, so I won't risk my life to come out to eat. Everyone, silence!"

The surroundings became quiet again.

Under the scorching sun, the medicinal juice in the porcelain bowl evaporated and concentrated.

But the smell of concoction is more pungent.

The black lines on the two arms twisted even more.

"That's the time!" Cong Youyan grasped an arm with one hand, and pierced the Taiyuan point between the two wrists with a silver needle, squeezed hard with his thumb, and two purple shadows followed the gap opened by the eye of the needle, quickly It sprang out and threw it into the porcelain bowl. It made a small round head for a while, and then slowly sank to the bottom of the bowl.

When it reappeared, two purple worms were swimming in the concoction, seeming to enjoy the taste.

Sister Ye was the first-person viewer, who was so overwhelmed by the ugly appearance of the little bug and the smell of the concoction in the bowl that she immediately vomited.

Cong Yuyan nodded, picked up the purple worms and threw them into the brush washer, and quietly flicked the jade bi: "The medicine will cure the disease! I will take these dead worms away!"

When he turned and left, three black beetles crawled out of the scalps of Sister Ye and the others. Taking advantage of the panic of the crowd, they stretched out their tentacles to search the air, then flapped their wings and flew away.

When this farce was over with the beating of gongs and drums, the eminent monks in the Pilu Temple were long overdue.

The leading yellow-robed monk frowned and sniffed the residual smell in the air, and praised softly: "Good method! Where the peach blossoms fall, the mood is like water; the wind and moon shadows pass by without leaving. This is the remnant left by the ancient medicine and poison. It is recorded in the volume that the Poison Sage used to repel insects back then. I am ashamed, even if I were here, I would not be able to do one-thousandth of that person's performance."

Xiong Da, who was following beside him, shook the cigarette in his hand slightly, and his eyes rolled around involuntarily.

……

into the night.

In Building 8 of Emerald Bay, Cong Youyan was cooking while watching his mobile phone, and was extremely satisfied with the video of himself beating and killing Sifang with a wave of his sleeve.

Shang Heyin glanced across the screen lightly, and smiled: "I expected it earlier, Yuanyuan is in this business, once professional players appear on the stage, the direction of public opinion will naturally change."

Just halfway through the script, the dinner table was filled with various aromas.

Braised beef brisket, braised prawns, stir-fried cabbage, pea tofu soup.

The dish is fragrant, refreshing, and not as greasy as imagined.

The seemingly plain rice grains have a heart-warming aroma.

Is this man really just a doctor, not a cook?

Shang Heyin sniffed the smell silently, his lungs were filled with happy oxygen, and the signal of eating came from his stomach... This feeling is really rare!How long has it been since I had a normal meal... It's been too long, I can't remember clearly, it's been so long that I can't remember the reason~

He raised his eyes and glanced at Cong Youyan, picked up the rice bowl, took a bite of the rice, chewed it carefully a few times, and tasted the faint green pomelo flavor...

Cong Youyan held his cheeks, squinted his eyes and smiled: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Shang Heyin didn't answer, he still ate in a leisurely manner, occasionally picking up a few vegetables.

Cong Yuyan watched proudly, "These are all prepared for you. I just made 200 million, so I can support you."

Shang Heyin heard a lot of bold and reckless declarations, but it was the first time he had heard of someone like this who was not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue.He didn't refute, just bent his lips and smiled, finding it quite amusing.

Ever since he grew up, no one has ever made such a promise to him. Usually, the elders just ask Uncle Da if the child is good or not, and the rest is gone.

It doesn't seem to be a bad feeling, being protected and cared about vigorously; it's not Uncle Da's fearful and fearful style, but...another style.

Glancing at the other side of the dining table, Uncle Da was sitting opposite Old Wu, eating a simple meal angrily.

The dinner table has not been so lively for a long time.

So Shang Heyin smiled unkindly, and asked specially: "Mr. Cong, you are so bad, why didn't you ask Uncle Da to come and eat with you?"

"Yin'er, you don't know that Uncle Da didn't regard me as his own family. When I was cooking just now, he supervised me, saying that he was afraid that I would poison me! Humph! I didn't cook for him, he also Better not eat it."

"Actually, Uncle Da is very soft-hearted, you have to learn to get along with him."

"That's not true, he's guarding against me! Don't even think about it, a promising young man like me is a good candidate for a son-in-law in any dynasty or generation! Secretly speaking, Uncle Da is actually very ignorant pinch."

Uncle Da heard it clearly at the other end of the dinner table, his beard was raised and his eyes were raised: You still said it secretly, you just said it plainly.

Shang Heyin's soup spoon rested on his lips, and he secretly smiled --- why did the two of them behave like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

Seeing his daughter-in-law drinking nourishing soup from Congyouyan, she was overjoyed, "I tell you, I can raise not only worms, but also people. I promise to raise you to be fat and fat."

Change, get fat?Thinking that he would turn into Michelin tires, greasy to the point of baldness, Shang Heyin suddenly lost his appetite.

"No." Shang Heyin put down the spoon very calmly: "I am an actor, if I hold this bowl of rice, I am destined not to gain weight."

'There's nothing wrong with being fat, round and round are so cute and comfortable to hold. 'But this sentence is obviously the daughter-in-law's rebellion. Cong Youyan only dared to think about it, but didn't dare to say it.

He hurriedly got up and smoothed his wife's cat hair, "Okay, do some health care in the future and it won't make you fat."

Shang Heyin hummed lightly: "By the way, I have a Western food cookbook there, you can read it for reference if you have nothing to do."

Cong Youyan was even happier, and nodded again and again: "Really, I like studying the most."

The other side of the table.

Uncle Da bit his chopsticks viciously, trying not to look at the love dinner table with all kinds of bubbles over there, but only picked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him---I can't bear it, I must hold it back!I won't eat your cooking, hum!

He didn't talk about eating or sleeping, and after eating half a bowl of rice, Shang Heyin touched his lower abdomen and shook his head: "I'm full, eat slowly."

"It's only been a few bites, so you're full?" You Yan got up and followed, "You can't lie down and rest right away, it's not good for your stomach. Let me do Wu Qin Xi, and there is one of the simplest exercises for strengthening the spleen The law is a bear show, and it is aimed at people with weak spleen and stomach."

Bear play?Shang Heyin couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart, stopped going upstairs, and turned his head expectantly.