"Well, when I get out of class at noon today, you guys come to pick me up from school!"

Wu Zhiwen saw that her salute seemed to be an ancient Chinese ceremony, and his attitude was very respectful, obviously thinking that he was from a big family inherited from ancient times. However, looking at her very respectful on the surface, but reluctant on the look, I knew that it was probably Huangfu Junhao's guess and told Qingluan to do this. He thought in his heart: "Could it be that this Huangfu Junhao and Qingluan are from the Huaxia Guwu family?"

Although in modern society, the Guwu family does not appear in the secular world, but they are indispensable in various legends, and almost every Chinese person also believes that there is such a family, but they are hidden. They are all relatively deep, although Ziyi can search almost everything on the Internet, but there is almost no reliable information about the Huaxia Guwu family.

Of course, the name of the Guwu family was just a random name in Wu Zhiwen's heart, and as for what they were actually called, he still didn't know. In fact, Zhang Qianjun's exercises, Wu Zhiwen suspected that they came from the Guwu family. It's just that from the words, I know that Zhang Qianjun is just an adventure obtained by chance, so the exercises are incomplete.

"Thank you, farewell!" Qingluan bowed again and turned to leave.

Wu Zhiwen found that Shangguan Qingya's girl was really a gangster, although she was quite docile in front of her, at least she was not an ordinary woman, she couldn't even cook an ordinary egg noodles, so Wu Zhiwen had to cook it herself. But Wu Zhiwen is also very happy to do these things, no matter whether others think this is an experience of life or not, anyway, he thinks it is.

After breakfast, Shangguan Qingya sent Wu Zhiwen to school. On the way, Wu Zhiwen bought a few ordinary porcelain bottles in the pharmacy, filled the pills into them, and handed them all over to Shangguan Qingya, as for the bucket of potion, he asked Shangguan Qingya to watch it, even if it was in a bucket, within a month or two, the medicinal effect would not be lost.

Shangguan Qingya originally suggested that he buy some expensive jade bottles to fill it with, but Wu Zhiwen said that he didn't need it.

In order not to make a fuss among his classmates, Wu Zhiwen got out of the car at an intersection close to the school, and then walked to the school.

"Listen, everyone, don't buy the buns in this store anymore, I just ate the buns in this store yesterday, and I began to vomit and diarrhea, and I went to the hospital to check, saying that the buns are poisonous, poisonous......"

Wu Zhiwen looked forward and saw that in front of a breakfast shop called "Yujia Steamed Bun Shop" in front of him, a chubby guy was screaming loudly, which frightened more than a dozen people who were originally surrounding the breakfast shop and were about to eat breakfast, and they didn't dare to eat the buns in their hands.

"Is it true? This bun can't be eaten?"

"Oops, no wonder I felt a little weird when I ate it just now......"

"It turns out that the buns are poisonous...... Boss, boss, what the hell is going on? I won't eat this bun, and I ...... refund."

Although most people are in a wait-and-see state, after all, they can't react immediately when others shout, but there are still people who are afraid, after all, this is food, and they would rather believe it than believe it, so a few people have begun to question the owner of the steamed bun shop.

"Brother, you can't talk nonsense, our buns here, but fresh pork filling, fresh flour, how can it be poisonous?" The shopkeeper is a chubby middle-aged woman, in her forties, wearing a floral apron, who was sweating profusely and smiling, and the look on her face became extremely ugly at this time. There was a girl in a goose yellow coat standing beside her, with a good figure and picturesque eyebrows, although she wore a light blue floral headscarf on her head, but it was difficult to hide her natural beauty, she said angrily: "Don't believe him, this guy is a big bully in our school, and he likes to pick things and hurt people!"

Wu Zhiwen was overjoyed when he saw it, isn't this the "steamed bun school flower" Yu Ying that she met at the school gate yesterday? It turned out that this was her family's steamed bun shop, not far from the school, and many students came here for breakfast, so it was no wonder that everyone called her the steamed bun school flower.

The chubby guy suddenly pretended to hold his stomach and squatted down, shouting: "Ouch, ouch, my stomach hurts again...... At this time, a thin man came out next to him, took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and shook them at everyone, and shouted: " Big guy look at it, this is the diagnosis certificate given by the hospital, black and white, it proves that there is a problem with the buns in this bun shop, our little fat is poisoned in their buns, and he has diarrhea every day, and if he goes on like this, he will die within three days, and the hospital says that if he wants to be cured, he will have to pay at least 100,000 yuan! The big guy comes and sees, take a look at everyone to know if it is true or false!"

"Ah, 100,000 ......" The middle-aged woman was suddenly a little stunned, their family couldn't save the 100,000 yuan a year, and hurriedly said: "This, little brother, is the hospital wrong, why do you want so much money?"

"So much money, 100,000 yuan is still a small amount, this is just the basic treatment costs, and we also have to accompany us for lost work and mental damage, at least 200,000!" said the thin man fiercely.

When a group of diners saw that the paper in his hand seemed to be really the hospital's medical record book, diagnosis or something, they all panicked, and they all shouted and asked the shopkeeper if he had bought the pork in question, some people said that there was swine fever in Africa during this time, and what pork germs were in Japan. A large number of the diners were students, and a few of them began to cry when they looked at the steamed buns in front of them. Some people are ready to leave before they start eating, secretly glad that they haven't eaten yet, but there are actually two guys who take advantage of the lack of attention of others, tear off half of the buns they just bought and haven't eaten and throw them into the trash, and then hold their stomachs and start shouting: "Boss, I just ate the buns, and my stomach seems to be hurting......"

"You, you ......" Yu Ying was not good at arguing, she was in a panic, and she couldn't speak, but tears were rolling in her eyes.

The middle-aged woman was also frightened, and said in a panic: "Don't go, everyone...... Ah, ah, you haven't paid yet,...... Ah, our buns will be fine...... but no one paid attention to her.

At this moment, a person suddenly stepped forward, flew up, kicked the fat guy who was squatting on the ground and shouting that his stomach hurt, and shouted: "Are you squatting on the road and?

The fat man was furious and yelled, "What are you so ...... It's not ?...... to look for death" As soon as he finished speaking, when he saw the face of the person who came, he suddenly stopped cooking, and hurriedly said: "No, no...... See me...... My belly ...... Pain ...... What?"