Wu Xiaorui twisted up a silver needle, and in front of Yang's father's hand, all the meridians appeared in his eyes, he observed it, and he applied the needle with his hand, and every time he applied the needle, he crossed a trace of strength to dredge the blocked meridians on Yang's father's hand.

Father Yang gradually began to have an expression of enjoyment on his face, he squinted his eyes, smiled and said: "This acupuncture technique is indeed old-fashioned, although I know little about this acupuncture, but according to this technique, strength, and this feeling, Xiaorui, your acupuncture technique is indeed powerful." ”

Yang Di pursed his lips, with a proud face, "Brother Xiao Rui is my master, my acupuncture techniques are all taught by him, and he said before that he would give you treatment, but you didn't give it, but now I see it, I do have good skills." ”

Father Yang shook his head, looking very helpless, but he was also curious that Wu Xiaorui had such acupuncture techniques at his age, not to mention the strength, just with this eyesight, the needle was extremely stable, which was simply admirable.

After a while, Wu Xiaorui had already begun to collect the needle, he arched his hand and said: "In fact, it is all Yang Di's own efforts, I can only be regarded as a leader." ”

"This is modest, the master led the door, and the cultivation depends on personal statements, and what good apprentices can be taught by hand. ”

Father Yang said as he slowly clenched his fists, his fingers were no longer trembling, he could use his strength, and he was also a little surprised, just one acupuncture, the stubborn disease on his hand was cured.

Father Yang also gave Wu Xiaorui a grateful look, he stood up, bowed to Wu Xiaorui, and then said, "I heard you say that you have a suggestion before, I don't know what it is?"

The smiling look on Wu Xiaorui's face disappeared, he was sitting in a precarious position, with an indescribable seriousness on his face, and he also told the matter of Chinese medicine in the capital.

Father Yang's face was also full of embarrassment, he didn't expect that Chinese medicine was in such decline now, but what he admired even more was that Wu Xiaorui traveled thousands of miles, and he actually came to invite him to teach in the capital.

He also fell into contemplation, it stands to reason that the craftsmanship left by his ancestors is really not good to teach to outsiders, but what age is it now, and there is no distinction between the sects, it should be taught, after all, the status of Chinese medicine is really a little embarrassing, but he is worried about what he can teach others about this craft, for a while, he is also a little embarrassed.

"I know what Uncle Yang is thinking, but when I came in, I heard Uncle Yang talk about medicinal properties, even if it was just a few words, but I think Uncle Yang does have that ability. Wu Xiaorui was full of serious persuasion.

"Let me think about it. Father Yang still didn't agree at the first time, he had his own thoughts.

Yang Di's face was a little anxious, he originally came to take his father to the capital this time, but now that Wu Xiaorui proposed it, he naturally wanted to help.

"How good it is for our family to go to the capital, my father can carry forward his own medicine skills, and the most important thing is that our family can live a good life together in the capital. ”

When Father Yang heard this, his eyes were a little ruddy, this sentence spoke to his heart, what good development can the two children have in Baoji City, with Yang Wei's previous things, he firmly believes that the children cannot be ruined.

At this time, Yang's mother walked out, she walked next to Yang's father, muttered a few words, and after speaking, she also said seriously: "We can retire here, but what about the future of the two children?"

"Well, you guys will discuss it first, and then tell me what the answer is, and I'll leave first. "Others want to talk about family affairs, and Wu Xiaorui is naturally inconvenient to interfere, at this time, he can only rely on the family to decide.

After Wu Xiaorui finished speaking, he didn't let Yang Di stay with him, he left the medicinal herb shop, and when he walked out of the medicinal herb shop, he realized that he didn't seem to have anywhere to go.

However, since he has nothing to do, Wu Xiaorui rarely comes to Baoji City, so he still plans to go around Baoji City to see the customs here, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to go to the cultural market in Baoji City.

After all, this place is close to Taibai Mountain, and there may be some good things that are not necessarily, but he wants to take a look, and thinking of this, he also beckoned to stop a taxi.

Coming to the cultural toy market, Wu Xiaorui walked around, he was also a little surprised, there are not many cultural toys here, but this medicinal material is dazzling, thinking of leaning against the mountain here, he probably understands.

"Come and see, the hundred-year-old Taibai Mountain ginseng is only 50,000. ”

Looking for this shouting sound, Wu Xiaorui came to a stall, only to see about 20 people outside the stall, but he couldn't see the scene inside for a while.

Wu Xiaorui was not in a hurry, someone left him further, and finally saw this stall, only to see that there were many black things on the stall, like tree roots, some were like big radish, and there were layers of mud on it, but looking at the number of whiskers, I thought it was old ginseng.

"I said stall owner, is your old ginseng real, I heard that some people now use radishes to pretend to be ginseng, shouldn't you be the same?"

The stall owner is a flat-headed young man, and when he heard the questions of others, he immediately waved his hand, and said with a very disdainful look: "I think you just don't know how to do it, I'm sorry, I don't do business for people who don't know how to do it." The meaning of driving people away in the words is very straightforward.

Wu Xiaorui clasped his hands, stood aside, ran the Imperial Pupil Pole Technique, and looked at the things on the stall, but after a few glances, he shook his head a little tastelessly.

From these "tree roots", he didn't see any special qi at all, that is to say, these are ordinary things, and the hundred-year-old ginseng in the stall owner's hand is a little interesting, but looking at the qi above, without that sense of historical precipitation, it is estimated that it is impossible to have a hundred years.

Wu Xiaorui looked again, and at this time, he suddenly found a branch that looked like dry wood was placed in an inconspicuous position on the side of the stall, this branch was about two or three fingers wide, wide at the top, narrow at the bottom, and about half a meter long.

Wu Xiaorui also had a mind again at the moment, he stepped forward, slowly picked it up, took this, touched that, but ignored the branch.

The stall owner was not happy when he saw this, the stall owner lit a cigarette, looked at Wu Xiaorui very arrogantly with a cigarette, and patted the table of the stall vigorously.

"I said you, you can understand it, you don't have the money to buy it, if you don't have the money to buy it, get out of here. ”