Chapter 516: Heart Attack Banner

Speaking of which, after Wang Gong returned to Beijing, he gave the photo to Mr. Feng Qiying to appreciate. Seeing the two dragons playing with the pearls above, Mr. Feng was very moved. Every branch and leaf above made him itchy. Finally, he couldn't help but come to see the real thing, so Ye Haibo pulled him to Koushantun.

When he arrived at the wild vegetable factory, Feng Qiying stopped in front of the second dragon playing with the pearl. This time, it was a hundred times more mysterious than the one in the photo. Whether it was the essence, spirit, form, or the endless wonders, the old man could no longer bear to leave.

After finding Lin Qingshan, Mr. Feng bluntly said that he wanted to buy these two yew trees. Lin Qingshan and the others had communicated with the fat man in advance, so of course they could not make decisions. Especially after the Japanese had failed to acquire them at a high price, Mr. Feng was also anxious: "You, the factory manager, don't even say anything, who is in charge?"

That's how Ye Haibo pulled him to the Tencent Factory to find the fat man. The fat man thought that Mr. Feng had agreed to join the group, so he happily came over, but the other party asked, "I bought that two dragon playing with the pearl no matter how much it costs!"

The fat man scratched his head and waited for his little eyes: "Old Feng, no matter how much you pay, I won't sell it."

Good guy, the two of them were pointed at the first time they came up, and no one gave in. Ye Haibo knew the fat man’s plan and was secretly anxious: Fatty brother was a little confused today, and he made Mr. Feng anxious. What should he do if he lifted his foot and left?

Old Feng's face turned redder, and his eyes looked at the fat man's little eyes: "How about ten thousand yuan? I'll call you a household of ten thousand yuan immediately."

"I had a household in the first ten thousand yuan two years ago, and I also had a certificate from the county." The fat man snorted inside his nose. He had already seen that the old man was very arrogant and probably disdained to stay in a small place like Kaoshantun, so he was not polite.

Anyway, the fat man has thought about it: if a person with this kind of habit is afraid that he will never be willing to leave when he sees the second dragon playing with the pearl.

Feng Qiying looked at the unpretentious fat man again and thought he was bragging. Ye Haibo nodded and testified to the fat man.

Feng Qiying also frowned: The other party is not short of money, this matter is a bit difficult to deal with. This fat man just doesn't let go. I can't force him to rob him. Besides, I will definitely not be able to rob him.

"Fat Comrade, you have to know that if the second dragon plays with the pearl is in my hands, it can be truly appreciated by more people and truly reflect its value. It is better than burying it in your valley, right?" Since the other party was not moved by money, he just made a point.

The fat man said terrified: "We are about to build a national-level sanatorium here, and I'm afraid there will be more people who can appreciate it at that time."

"Why don't you get any oil and salt in your mouth?" Feng Qiying finally became anxious.

"It is not what a gentleman does to seize what others love. There are countless yews on our mountain. If you really like it, just look for it yourself." The fat man was not polite at all.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Ye Haibo hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Feng, please calm down first, let's find a way." He now roughly understood the fat man's intention and was playing this trick of excitement. However, Mr. Feng is so old, if he is angry, it would be too unkind.

Of course, the fat man could also take the size and happily greet everyone to have dinner. Although Mr. Feng was indignant, he knew that this could not be done overnight. So, accompanied by Ye Haibo, he sat outside for dinner.

The big scene of more than 100 people having dinner in the wild is indeed rare. One soup, one dish and one meal is not rich, but people who have been working hard for a day eat very sweetly, and they all look like they are fighting for food, with pots and pans ringing, which is very lively.

Even Wang Ping lost the airs of an engineer and followed everyone to grab the food, but he was used to chewing it slowly, so he was not the opponent of these laborers. He was so anxious that he kept shouting: "Leave some pickles for me!"

He smiled and brought him a small plate with a pickled grasshopper inside, each of which was an inch long, with long legs like when he was alive: "Mr. Wang, try this."

Wang Ping really didn't dare to put off the chopsticks. The Lu worker next to him picked up one and put it in his mouth and chewed it: "Well, it's quite delicious. Lao Wang, if you don't eat it, I'll wrap it all up."

After hearing what he said, Wang Gong also closed his eyes and ate one, then picked up the plate, pulled up half of it into his own bowl, and handed the rest to Lu Gong.

Lu Gong was quite generous and the lively atmosphere was very suitable for his appetite, so he said to the monkey-shower: "Brother Monkey, let's pickle more this year."

"That's fine. When it's autumn, it's all this thing." The monkey was playing with her little breasts hard.

While talking, the fat man came over and ran away two big grasshoppers from Wang Gong's bowl. Wang Gong was so angry that he rolled his eyes, while Lu Gong laughed.

After dinner, the fat man started to arrange his plans: "Xiao Yezi, go and send Mr. Feng back to the village. Here, he is so old, don't be sick."

Mr. Feng was also stubborn: "I'm not a piece of paper, so I'm sleeping here." It seems that he's really engaged with the fat man.

The fat man laughed in his heart: As long as you don’t leave, you won’t be afraid that you won’t get into a trap, hehehe—

After the dark sky, everyone got into the horse rack and put the curtains tightly inside, so it was not too cold. The ground was covered with thick reed curtains, some had mats or old sheepskin coats, so it was not cold at all. Once you covered the quilt, you would sleep for a night, and you wouldn't suffer.

The horse shelf where the fat man lives is even more comfortable. There are Benben on the left and Dudu on the right, just like two big meat cushions, squeezing the fat man in the middle, making him feel hot. The only bad thing is that Benben and Dudu are not honest when sleeping, and they roll over and roll. Fortunately, the fat man dies when he sleeps and will not be disturbed by them.

When he slept until midnight, he heard the Chou Chou humming twice outside the horse rack. Then Ye Haibo raised the reed curtain and came in. The flashlight shook. The fat man hugged Benben's neck and his big slap was placed on him. On the other hand, his big feet were thrown on the fat man's thighs, and the three brothers slept together.

"Brother Fat, get up!" Ye Haibo shouted, secretly admiring: Brother Fat feels that he is really not an ordinary big deal.

In fact, although the fat man sleeps heavily, he feels sensitive. If he usually wakes up when he hears Chou Chou Hehe. However, searching for gold underground during the day consumes a lot of energy for his mind, so he sleeps like a dead pig.

Benben woke up first, sat up in a daze, then pushed the fat man twice, and then turned over: "Little Yezi, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up and take a look. Mr. Feng is sick, vomiting and diarrhea, and he is very troubled!" Ye Haibo said anxiously.

"This old man is too stubborn. He doesn't believe it when he asks him to go back to the village!" The fat man muttered and put on his clothes and ran over with Ye Haibo. On the way, he had already prepared the potion.

Because I was working in the wild, when I came, Lao Yaozi prepared a lot of commonly used herbs for everyone, and they were already made into pills. I had a headache, fever, and irregular diet, so I could take it at any time.

Mr. Feng's situation is mainly because he is old and eats in the open air outside and chokes the air conditioner, so he suffers from diarrhea. The fat man has the most pills in this regard.

When he got into the tent where Ye Haibo and Mr. Feng lived, he saw the monkey-playing man holding a basin. Mr. Feng was sticking out his body and spitting out clear water. Cheng Lei was still beating him for the back.

"What do you mean?" The fat man quickly pinched out two big pills and stuffed them into Old Feng's mouth: "Hurry up and eat it."

Mr. Feng felt a strong smell of medicine penetrate into his throat, and he suppressed the desire to vomit. He chewed it a few times, choked the pills, then took the water cup in the fat man's hand, and took two bites. It turned out to be honey water.

At this time, Mr. Li Liu also appeared at the door of Ma Jiazi: "One comes out, I'll go in and treat Lao Feng."

"Just finished taking the medicine, there should be no problem." The fat man was still very confident in the old medicine.

"This is an external problem. You can't just take medicine, you have to prick the needle." After Cheng Lei went out, Master Li Liu came in, pinched Mr. Feng's finger, twisted it a few times, and then suddenly pulled out a big horseshoe needle, which was just a few times.

This is acupuncture. I thought it was acupuncture. What a good guy, I used a big horseshoe needle to prick it! The fat man was shocked to see it. This big horseshoe needle is specially used for shoe soles, which is twice as long as a sewing needle. The bottom is about the same as a toothpick.

Unexpectedly, after two needles, even blood was not released, just water was emitted. Master Li Liu squeezed his hands hard for a long time, and finally squeezed out two drops of purple-red blood. Then he stopped: "Okay, it should be fine."

After saying that, he lifted Mr. Feng's clothes, put a small piece of dough stick on his belly button, and stuck a small piece of paper with spit on it, and then covered Mr. Feng with a big quilt.

"This is an external cold, especially for urban people. They suddenly come to the countryside and cannot adapt. It is best to have external problems. We ordinary people call it the Heart Attack Banner. If evil energy attacks the heart, then there will be no help. If you go to the hospital to get a drought, the more you get the more you get, you have to be given an acupuncture and bleeding." Mr. Li Liu said so well. The fat man and Ye Haibo were both dizzy when they heard it. I don't know whether this is medical skills or witchcraft, or, this is the method summarized by the people.

After all, in ancient times, witch doctors were not distinguished, and some methods of curing diseases were very evil in the people in backward areas. The one who impressed the fat man the most was the shaman wizard he met in Ewenk.

Mr. Feng has now completely woken up. While listening to Mr. Li Liu, he nodded repeatedly. He is an old man from the old society and has also heard of the power of the Heart Attack Banner.

"Okay, everyone will calm down this time, and they will have to work tomorrow." The fat man shouted, and everyone dispersed. Master Li Liu and Ye Haibo stayed to take care of Mr. Feng.

The night wind outside was very cold, and the spring breeze was so strong that the fat man couldn't help but chill: It seems that he had to make some tricks and feet on this drinking water tomorrow, and just put a few tanks of water out of the wooden box to increase some resistance to everyone, otherwise it would be more delayed if it really caused an infectious disease.

The fat man suddenly remembered a letter from Lao Yaozi: It was just beginning of spring and all kinds of diseases were getting angry. You must eat more mother-in-law's diary, or use mother-in-law's diary to soak in water to drink.

Because the collective life in Nanwazi has not been once or twice, this issue has been ignored. It seems that this matter is really careless.

Walking back to the horse rack, the fat man thought about these things in his mind, then he pierced his head on the bed, hugged Benbian's hot body, and soon snores.
Chapter completed!