"My name is Lin Yaming, from Sanjiang County, I am from the Dong nationality, there is a prescription in our hometown, I don't know if it counts as a ......."

"You say, as long as there is, they will be registered. ”

The entry clerk listened patiently, and the soldiers who came to report came from all over the country, many of them with thick accents, but fortunately, they basically spoke Mandarin.

"Actually, I haven't eaten much either,...... Liu Yaming seemed to hesitate.

"You say...... Hurry up, there's a lot to remember. The recorder urged.

Liu Yaming puffed up: "It's the cow's belly, the grass powder, the cow died in the early years, and after killing the cow, I took out the grass pulp in the cow's belly to cook soup and drink, which can cure stomach problems." ”

"Killing a cow?" the recorder looked surprised, killing a cow is not common.

Liu Yaming hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, it's that cow that died, and after killing it again, leave the grass in the stomach to make soup and drink......

"Can that be eaten?" someone on the side was equally surprised when he heard it.

"What does it smell like?"

"Even the bitter ones are grassy......

The recorder finished typing: "Is the effect good?"

"Uh, it seems like it's okay......"

......

Woo~~~~~~

In the train carriage, the comrades of the rap group were on their seats, holding textbooks, pen and paper, and immersed themselves in creation.

"Ahead to the station, Baoding. ”

The conductor's voice was heard on the carriage radio.

Ma Ji looked up at his watch: "Eh, Baoding is almost here, then to Shencheng... ...... day after tomorrow"

"Teacher Ma, I briefly changed this paragraph, can you show me?" Feng Gong pushed the notebook over.

Ma Ji was not polite, took the book and looked at it, and when he saw it, he asked, "Allegro?"

"Huh..."

"Is it written correctly?"

"The ,...... Copied from the Book"

Ma Ji read it silently and nodded: "Okay, let's perform for everyone!"

He doesn't know much about chemistry either, but the state arranges for them to recreate, not so much that they really understand everything, it's still a matter of form.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Ma Ji stood up, raised his hand and patted it twice, and everyone in the carriage stopped to discuss and looked over, but because it was a train, it was still very noisy.

"Next, please Feng Gong to give you a piece of chemical number treasure!

There was a round of applause.

"I'll just read it......"

Feng Gong stood up and arched his hand, holding an allegro in his right hand and a notebook in his left hand.

Pap, pa~~~

"There are so many bamboo boards, hey, let's not boast about anything else. I boast, this Mendeleev's periodic table. What's so good about this periodic table?"

Pap, pa~~~

"It's convenient and easy to remember, easy to remember and convenient, you look at it, the elements are arranged in rows, up and down and in columns, it seems to be untidy, but in fact there are rules.

Where's the pattern? It's kind of like a calendar, the calendar plus the number of days, and here the protons.

The horizontal ones are called cycles, and the cycles have seven, and the vertical ones are called families, a total of sixteen families...... Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, ......"

After Feng Gong finished speaking, he sat down amid applause.

"Teacher Ma'......"

Ma Ji held his chin and looked at Jiang Kun beside him: "I feel that this seems to be more appropriate to use storytelling, what do you think?"

"Teacher Tian, come here. ”

"Eh..."Tian Lianyuan came from the side and sat down.

"Comrade Lian Yuan, what do you think of Xiao Feng's counting treasure just now?"

Tian Lianyuan looked at Feng Gong: "I think it's good......"

"Don't be polite, it's all work. ”

Ma Ji waved his hand, "Shulaibao said while playing allegro, it can be long or short, it can be one person or many people, but I feel ...... Xiao Feng, tell me about it yourself......"

Feng Gong sighed: "The rhythm of counting the treasures is very strong, but in order to make up this tone, it is quite difficult...... If you talk about cross talk or storytelling, there may be more room to play. ”

Tian Lianyuan nodded: "Uh, in fact, I was thinking about it just now, it seems to be like this, just like what Xiao Feng said, Mendeleev, as well as elements, and protons, it is estimated that many people don't understand these places... But you have to turn around here and say that the periodic table is ...... in front of you."

"It's not as comfortable as storytelling, right?"

"Yes......"

"What do you say?"

"If I'm going to say something, that's probably ......"

Tian Lianyuan's body has been on the body, and his momentum has come up, "Speaking of this Mendeleev, who is he? The audience must be curious, this name, he doesn't look like a person from our country, that's right... He's a Russian, and he's a big scientist!"

"What did he study? He studied chemistry, why did he say he was a great scientist? Because he came up with a very powerful table, this table, called... Element... Cycle.. Table!"

"Indeed, it sounds a lot more interesting. Ma Ji sighed and glanced at Feng Gong, "It's not that you can't do that, your one is more suitable for a small amount of knowledge." ”

"I'll look at the book again......"

......

"That Mercedes-Benz belongs to the Li family in East Asia. ”

"Trouble!"

Zha Liangyong sat down with a depressed stomach, and there was still a voice on the phone in his hand.

"Cha Sheng, Cha Sheng, do you hear me?"

"You wait a moment, I'll think about it......" Zha Liangyong slowly put the phone aside.

The words of the lawyer who delivered the letter were still in my ears.

How could the descendants of the Yin family mentioned in the letter come out of thin air?

It was another good day, and there was soft music on the bedside radio.

Lin Leyi got up from the bed lazily, and after a simple wash, he came to the restaurant on the first floor, and Zha Liangyong, who had been sitting here at this time, was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's the master?"

The housekeeper raised his chin to signal upstairs, and whispered, "Madam, someone sent a letter just now, and the master entered the study." It seems to be a lawyer's letter......"

"Lawyer's letter?"

Lin Leyi thought about it, came to the study on the second floor, leaned over the door and listened for a while, and there was indeed a voice inside.

Raised his hand and tapped twice, pushed the door open, and saw his husband on the phone, still holding a letter in his hand.

"You inform the publisher that the last few batches of reprinted Condor will stop for a while,...... And then you come right now. ”

Putting down the phone, Zha Liangyong nodded at Lin Leyi.

"Master, let's have breakfast!"

"I can't eat it. ”

"What's going on?"

Zha Liangyong sighed, smiled bitterly, and raised the letter in his hand.

Lin Leyi stepped forward, took the letter and read it slowly.

"The descendants of the Yin clan accuse you of slandering their ancestors? sue you?... Yin Zhiping?" Lin Leyi looked up blankly, "Is that Yin Zhiping?"

"Hmm..."Zha Liangyong nodded helplessly, and there was a copy of "The Condor Heroes" on the table.

"This man... Is there such a person?"

"It's really ......"

"It's also from the Quanzhen Sect?"

"Hmm......" Zha Liangyong was full of bitterness, how could he think that what he wrote many years ago would lead to today's consequences.

"What does it mean to demand a deadline for correction and elimination of the impact?"

"That is to say,...." Zha Liangyong touched his mouth, "let me change the text......"

"Then change.... Do you want to change the previous ones?"

"That's what troubles... Forget it, you don't have to worry about it, I've already called Zhang Guiyang over. Zha Liangyong sighed, and countless disturbances poured into his heart.

The Mercedes-Benz car is a very critical signal, and the words that the messenger said before leaving reminded Zha Liangyong of many things.

At the beginning, the Condor was serialized in the newspaper, affecting the whole city, and the sales of the newspaper were numerous, but since I wrote that plot, troubles have continued one after another.

Those who came to ask for help, those who came to scold, and those who threatened to set fires, I carried them all, after all, the pen is in my hand, what is the bottom of the matter?

Unexpectedly, in this eventful season, he received a lawyer's letter from the descendants of the Yin family, and as long as this person's identity is not fake, he will definitely lose the lawsuit.

Reconciliation?

Money?

The Lee family's peacebreak?

The Li family has been backed by the mainland in the past few days, stirring up the storm in Xiangjiang and even the world, and winning billions of dollars just without a plan, plus the vote of confidence, those factories ,......

How much money does the Li family lack? Why do you want to find yourself?

Jingle bell~~~

The phone rang again.

Zha Liangyong picked up the phone.

"Cha Sheng, there is news from other cities, and Mocheng is shaking again!"

......

"Shocked?" Li Fuzhao put down the banana and raised his hand to look at his watch, "It's about the same time!"

"Okay, let's do our own thing. ”

......