He is a fan of thousands of men who sell fairy vegetables [Rebirth]

After the girl who took the photo posted on Weibo, she took another look at Fu Xiaotian and Song Yuanxiao.

Fu Xiaotian sensed that someone was watching them, and suddenly raised his eyes to look outside the booth, just in time to meet a girl in a white school uniform, she was tied with a single ponytail, and when she saw Fu Xiaotian looked over, she lowered her head guiltily and pushed the bicycle Hastily walked away.

Song Yuanxiao reached out and took the insulated breakfast box placed on the big wood, unscrewed the insulated cover, hot water vapor rushed up, Fu Xiaotian leaned his head to look at it, his bright black eyes suddenly opened round.

"Wow! It's the golden egg meat roll made by Aunt Chen!" The corners of his mouth curled up in a pleasant arc.

Song Yuanxiao frowned, then took a deep look at Fu Xiaotian, and said, "Why do you know what it is every time I bring breakfast or lunch? It seems like you have eaten it before."

Fu Xiaotian raised his forehead: "..."

Young Master, I just ate it!

"No, my mother made something similar for me before. The skin is golden, and it tastes really delicious!" Fu Xiaotian, who has not eaten golden egg rolls for two years, is almost drooling.

"I'm starting!" As he said, Fu Xiaotian picked up a pair of wooden chopsticks, quickly picked up a small piece of egg meat roll, and opened his mouth to bite down. The moment the mango bites through the teeth, the strong juice aroma fills all the taste bud cells on the tip of Fu Xiaotian's tongue.

"It's really delicious!" Fu Xiaotian finished eating one piece, then picked up a big piece and bit down.

The mango juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he ate with relish by puffing his cheeks.

Song Yuanxiao looked at Fu Xiaotian who was eating contentedly in front of him, like a child's paper, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, took out a tissue from his trouser pocket, and reached out to wipe the juice from the corner of Fu Xiaotian's mouth.

"It's so big, it still tastes like a child's paper when eating." Song Yuanxiao said.

Fu Xiaotian smiled and narrowed his eyes and said: "Haha! How can you eat food slowly, it's uncomfortable to eat like that! What's more, isn't it because you are here, you will take care of me."

Song Yuanxiao paused, staring at Fu Xiaotian in front of him, thinking, "He is really similar to Xiaotian, even the tone of his speech is similar... If Xiaotian is still alive, he probably looks similar to Xiaotian. Gu Chentian is so tall..."

Fu Xiaotian's smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind, he hastily stretched out his hands to hold Fu Xiaotian's face, and said, "Xiaotian, it's you."

Fu Xiaotian frowned and said, "It's me. Yuan Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yuanxiao looked deeply, and knew that the person in front of him was not Fu Xiaotian, but Gu Chentian. He was a little disappointed, shook his head and said, "No, it's okay. Eat slowly, don't choke."

While Fu Xiaotian was eating egg sausage, Song Yuanxiao's claw machine rang, and after answering the phone, it was his mother who came to the vegetable market to see him, and said that she was waiting for him in his office right now.

After talking to Fu Xiaotian, Song Yuanxiao walked out of the alley and walked towards his office.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Zhenghong was sitting in front of the computer a little irritatedly. He had just received a warning email from the "National Medical Association" a second ago, criticizing him for not posting rumors on Weibo without evidence and ordering him to It is necessary to issue a written statement to formally apologize to Lin Qingjing, director of the Medical Association.

He snorted, "You want me to apologize? Don't you want me to slap myself in the face? Don't even think about it!"

After reading the email, he went on to log in to Weibo, and saw the Weibo post last night, which had already received more than [-] comments from netizens, so he quickly opened it to read.

The comments on Weibo were either mocking Lin Qingjing, the leading figure in contemporary medicine, or asking Zhang Zhenghong what was the name of that young genius doctor and where he was from.

Netizens were eager to dig three feet into the ground and dig out Fu Xiaotian.

Of course, some people are questioning Zhang Zhenghong, saying that he must be crazy about being popular.

Zhang Zhenghong shook his head disapprovingly, then clicked on Aite's message, glanced casually, and saw a very useful Weibo!

It was the Weibo post by the girl in the white school uniform.

He looked at Fu Xiaotian's photo, an extremely bright cold light flashed quickly in his sly eyes, and he pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Just right! Use this photo to slap the 'National Medical Association' in the face, and look at those old people Do you dare to say that I am spreading rumors and causing trouble again!"

As he said that, he immediately copied the photo posted by the female student and posted it on his Weibo.

# The photo of the handsome doctor you want, I begged for you! [Fu Xiaotian.jpg]#

Once the Weibo was posted, it quickly attracted the attention of many netizens, and the number of comments was overwhelming. Everyone was saying that we must find out such a handsome guy! !

Fu Xiaotian spread his hands: "..."

Young Master, I just want to be a handsome man in peace!

Gee.

******

After eating the golden egg rolls, Fu Xiaotian didn't get up and go home directly as usual. He sat on the big log, opened his clear eyes, and looked at the customers coming and going in front of him, but no one came to patronize him. His medicine!fall!

Sister Lin saw that he was too idle to swatting flies, and said: "My boy, I am not talking about you, you are selling traditional Chinese medicine in the vegetable market, and it is surprising that someone would buy it! It is the right time for others to buy medicine." If you buy your traditional Chinese medicine, to put it bluntly, after taking it and having an accident, you don’t know who to ask for responsibility!”

"Hey..." Fu Xiaotian sighed, "That's right, selling medicine is not as good as selling vegetables. Now that food and drug accidents happen frequently, everyone will be extremely careful when buying medicine."

Doing business is difficult...[Wang Tian]

He lowered his eyes to look at the fairy medicinal herbs on the stall, shook his head, and felt very regretful that the high-quality medicinal herbs that were hard to find in this world for a century... were not appreciated!

Sitting bored, he reached out and took out a red tomato, biting it with big mouthfuls. After eating one, when he was about to eat the second one, a very anxious voice suddenly came from his ear.

"You you you...you stand up for me!"

Fu Xiaotian was stunned.

He raised his eyes suddenly, and it was a man with white hair at the temples, who looked about 50 years old. Before he could speak, the middle-aged man came to him and grabbed his wrist with one hand. Pull him up off the big log.

"What... what's wrong?" Fu Xiaotian asked.

"What a waste! Young man, why don't you know how to cherish it so much!" The middle-aged man bent his waist, stretched out his wrinkled hands, directly hugged the big piece of wood, and said in an exclamation tone: "Young man, do you know that you The piece of wood on which you are sitting is a rare treasure!"

"!!!" Fu Xiaotian was in a daze, and said, "What's wrong with this big log?"

"This is no ordinary wood, it's blood ginseng. My old man has studied traditional Chinese medicine for so many years, and he has never seen such a huge blood ginseng, but it is very valuable!"

Blood ginseng: →_→Who treated me like a wooden stool.

"..." Fu Xiaotian.

The middle-aged man hugged the wood-like blood ginseng and couldn't put it down. He sighed and said that the blood ginseng was still wild, at least it must be several hundred years old.

Seeing that the middle-aged man cherishes the blood ginseng in his mouth so much, Fu Xiaotian really doesn't want to say that the blood ginseng is the most worthless in his space...

The medicinal materials in his space are all fairy grasses, how can they be compared with hundreds of years of wood.

"..." Tsk tsk.

The middle-aged man chatted with Fu Xiaotian for a long time. He told Fu Xiaotian not to spoil the blood ginseng. He also said that he would bring an expert who specializes in blood ginseng over in two days, and he would probably pay a high price for his blood ginseng. .

Fu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Okay, I will take good care of the blood ginseng, don't worry."

After the middle-aged man left, he sat down on the big log in an instant, took out the claw machine and played Happy Match.

When he got home at night, he took a shower early and went to bed.

The next morning, Song Yuanxiao picked him up by bicycle, and the two went to school together.

Fu Xiaotian was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle. He rolled his dark eyes, thought about it, and then said, "Hey Yuanxiao, do you think it's better for me to buy a Phoenix brand bicycle, or a popular style?"

Song Yuanxiao frowned, and then said, "Why do you suddenly want to buy a bicycle?"

"No, I have a little money on hand now, so I can buy a bicycle." Fu Xiaotian paused, and continued: "Your home is so far away from mine, you have to get up half an hour early every day to give me a ride. You don’t have to be so tired after buying a bicycle.”

Song Yuanxiao frowned, and then said: "Don't you want to buy a tricycle, buy a tricycle first. I'll give you a ride, I'm not tired."

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