Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The carriage was pulled in and parked in the horse parking lot next to the security duty room. The big iron gate slowly closed, and Zhang Wu's eyelids twitched.

That family was so mysterious. At that time, they were just happy to have bought the ginseng slices that the young master needed, and they also gave him some delicious braised meat.

But I never thought that having century-old ginseng slices on the road of fleeing famine was already exaggerated enough, not to mention that I had meat in my hands.

If you weren't confident that you had the strength to compete with so many of them, how could you have the courage to do business with them?

If the ginseng slices were not real and the braised meat made the body stronger after eating it, he could not help but wonder what the purpose of the family of three was.

Are you trying to harm his young master?

After entering Wubao, Zhang Wu silently observed the surrounding scene and was even more surprised.

Such a smooth, flat and solid road surface is not made of bluestone, so what material is it made of?

And those houses, though gray, looked very solid, as if they were made of the same material as the walls and the road...

The more Zhang Wu watched, the more nervous he became, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Lin Yuanxiu led the two of them for about two incense sticks of time before they arrived at the residential area.

There was already someone waiting at the gate of the Song family's courtyard. It was Cui Yu.

"Master Zhou, please follow me."

Cui Yu led the people into the yard, and Lin Yuanxiu went to sit on the bench in front of the grocery store and waited.

Zhang Wu raised his foot to follow in, but Lin Yuanxiu glanced at him lightly, and he couldn't lift his foot at all. He silently turned in another direction and went to the grocery store.

Zhenzhu was guarding the grocery store. When she saw the two of them sitting down, she called out, "Uncle Lin, would you like some water?"

Lin Yuanxiu waved his hand and said, "Give this brother a glass of water."

Pearl smiled, poured a cup of warm water from the thermos and placed it on the counter. "Uncle, please carry it yourself."

Zhang Wu, who was only 28 years old and was called uncle by a teenage girl: ...

He stepped forward to wade the water, then sat back on the bench without saying a word.

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Zhou Hean was led to the reception room by Cuiyu.

The reception room was furnished with a complete set of mahogany furniture. If anyone from the White Tiger Village were here, they would be able to recognize that this was the same set that was in their headmaster's house.

After Zhou He'an sat down, Cui Yu said softly, "Master Zhou, would you like coffee or tea? Or honey grapefruit water?"

Zhou Hean: ???

He hesitated, "Any recommendations?"

Cui Yu looked at the dim sky outside and said, "Honey grapefruit water, please. Drinking tea and coffee will make it difficult to sleep at night."

Zhou Hean nodded, "Then honey grapefruit water."

He knew about honey, but what was this grapefruit?

Cui Yu went to make a cup of honey grapefruit tea, and Song Pan'er also came to the living room.

"Little miracle doctor." Zhou Hean quickly stood up and prepared to salute.

Song Pan'er waved her hand and said, "I don't like these empty formalities."

She sat down on the carved mahogany chair next to Zhou Hean and asked, "What brings you here this time?"

Zhou Hean sat down, his fingers unconsciously turning the jade ring on his index finger.

Seeing Song Pan'er staring at him, he gritted his teeth and said, "I...little genius doctor, actually, I came here this time...to help my uncle with a diagnosis..."

As he spoke, a suspicious blush came over his face.

"My uncle has been married for many years, but he still has no children..."

Song Pan'er stared at him, "And then?"

Zhou Hean's head almost drooped to his chest, "My uncle...is not...good enough..."

Song Paner: ...

How big of a deal is this?

If it’s not quite right, then it’s not quite right. It’s not that it can’t be cured.

Her cousin could cure him with just a bottle of medicine. She was truly a "god of men's health."

Song Pan'er took out a medicine bottle and placed it on the table. "50 taels."

Zhou Hean: Huh???