"Fang Rong just go home and count the money." Fang Hua fanned the sweat on his face with a fan, "It's been a tired day." ”

The people who came to buy vegetables were more honest than they imagined, and they actually lined up, which was better than when he was in business, and they all consciously threw money in.

Because they fought by themselves, everyone was honest, and they didn't dare to fight too much, but instead saved a lot of meat and cashed out one or two more bowls, and everything seemed to be developing for the better.

"Forget it, I'll study medicine." Fang Rong sighed, untied the scarf around his waist and threw it to Fang Hua.

He spent a lot of time stir-frying, about twenty minutes for one dish, and more than two hours for seven dishes.

At noon, the sun was very big, and he was steamed by the heat all afternoon, Fang Rong was a little tired, plus he was hit, Fang Hua actually sold better than him, this is not scientific!

He is enthusiastic and service to win over the old customers, this guy let the guests do everything by themselves, he lazily retracted into the chair, like an old man, slow and leisurely, so it is better than what he bought.

I'm so tired.

Fang Rong left listlessly, went to the bazaar for comfort, since he knew Fang Hua's little Jiujiu, he spoke a lot more cautiously, he would point to things before speaking.

Fortunately, Fang Hua didn't completely deceive him, except for some infrequently used word errors, everything else was correct.

He also learned better and better, occasionally using a branch to write and draw with the bazaar on the ground.

Bazaar is a brilliant female in the tribe, there are many suitors, whenever this time Fang Rong takes the initiative to drive people away for him, but the more he is like this, the more suitors there are, and they are about to line up in a long line, and they are also pretending to be patients, at this time, Bazaar will teach a lesson with medicine, Fang Rong is a helper.

Because he understood, he learned faster and faster, and was able to incorporate some commonly used medicines similar to colds or mild fevers into his meals.

Similar to the old days of coke and ginger, boiling together can cure colds.

Fang Rong's first experimental subject must be Fang Hua, let Fang Hua pretend to be weak or something, he used massage techniques to press down, but the techniques that are effective for others are useless to Fang Hua, this guy has thick skin, and this weight is the same as nothing for him.

Of course, he also has means, as we all know, the most famous in Chinese medicine is acupuncture, which is also available here, but it is not commonly used.

It just so happened that Bazaar could teach him easily, but Fang Hua was unlucky and endured his shadowless hand all day long.

While eating, Fang Hua was picking up vegetables, and he was caught in the neck by the cold.

（ー△ー； It hurts.

While brushing the dishes, Fang Hua was heating the water, and his shoulders were cold for a while.

（ー△ー； It still hurts.

When he was sleeping, Fang Hua slept sweetly, and he couldn't help but get a shot in his buttocks.

（ー△ー； It is impossible to prevent it.

Fortunately, Fang Rong learned very quickly, and soon entered the next knowledge, cupping, cupping, cupping has a long history, and it was passed down a long, long time ago, and it is as famous as moxibustion.

However, it is rare to hear the name of moxibustion now, and it is basically the name of cupping.

Fang Rong asked Fang Hua to lie on the bed, and wiped his back with a damp cloth first, he was a novice, and he didn't suck it tightly once or twice, so Bazaar asked him to wipe it with a damp cloth.

Fang Hua was physically strong, and he should be able to withstand his toss.

Fang Rong put the wooden pot made of bamboo on the fire and smoked it until it was hot, and then covered Fang Hua's back.

The skin on Fang Hua's back was smooth, and the edges turned red all of a sudden, because it was wood and bamboo, and he couldn't see the situation inside, Fang Rong could only ask Fang Hua with his feelings, "How is it?" ”

"Are you alright?"

"If it hurts, just say it."

"Hmm." Fang Hua was lying on his stomach honestly, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Then Fang Rong started the next one, and then the next, sucking six in a row, arranged on both sides.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Hua finally turned his head and looked, "It hurts a little." ”

Fang Rong hurriedly took it down, the wooden jar sucked tightly on the skin, and the bottom was purple and black.

He remembered that Bazaar had said that purple and black meant that the blood supply was insufficient and that he was extremely cold, but it was impossible for him to look like this, right?

He's a multi-ability person, with the ability to release ice when it's hot, and the ability to set fire when it's cold, and the blood circulation of multiple abilities is a hundred times faster than that of ordinary people, so it's impossible to run out of blood, so it must have been too long.

This guy can bear the pain more than others, and he sewed a big hole in his chest at the beginning, so asking him if it hurts is basically equivalent to asking in vain, and when he hurts, it was too late, and he oversucked his head.

Fang Rong took off the fire pots one by one, and sure enough, the bottom was good, it belonged to the normal bright red, and the top was getting darker and darker, and it was really too long.

"No more." Fang Rong patted his ass and wanted to lift his pants.

To be honest, Fang Hua's posture is quite attractive, with a slender and thin back, a line down, and his pants are pulled extremely low by him, revealing most of his buttocks, which looks elastic.

Fang Rong couldn't help but slap it again, his super bouncy ass flicked, and it was quiet again.

Fang Hua also spoke, tilted his head and looked indifferently at Fang Rong playing with his ass, without saying anything about resisting or lifting his pants.

He was so calm, Fang Rong didn't dare to continue, in case Fang Hua felt that this guy was going to do it again, he wouldn't be able to get out of bed.

Speaking of which, the patriarch has finally negotiated with the tribe, and he can go to the next tribe, and he will probably leave tomorrow, and today is the last day.

The two of them set up stalls to sell things, mainly vegetables, and very little wine was sold, and when Fang Rong didn't report his hopes, a generous lion suddenly came, saying that he wanted to buy all the wine.

Fang Rong was curious, "Although wine is a good thing, you can't drink too much." ”

"I know." The man's face flushed, "It's not for me to drink, it's for buddies." ”

"Then you shouldn't drink more, right?" Is this really buddy?

"I treat him like a buddy, he treats me like a rival, but yesterday ......" he didn't continue, but his face turned redder.

This...... It's not going to be another pair, is it?

Fang Rong was surprised, drinking is indeed easy to be impulsive, maybe they will get together hahaha.

"Can you tell me about it?" He was curious about the story, "I'll give you a discount if it's exciting." ”

The word discount is quite fresh, the male glanced at Fang Rong strangely, but he had just done something happier, and it was caused by Fang Rong's wine, so he was somewhat in the mood to share it with others.

Fang Rong is definitely a good candidate.

There was only one person left in front of the stall, Fang Hua went to fight again, he really couldn't be idle, just a rack of ten catties of meat was enough for them to eat and drink, and the rest was earned.

There was a vacant place on the rattan chair, and Fang Rong beckoned the male to come in and speak slowly.

The male was not polite, and sat down across from him and said slowly.

Here's the thing, in a tribe, between a race, if there is an excellent person, then everyone will definitely worship this person, but accidentally two equally excellent people, it must be a battle between the sun and the moon, comparing with each other.

This male is called Yunkong, and the other is called Shanhai, and the two have been hurting each other since birth.

The older generation gritted their teeth, "My son must be better than the old immortal." ”

The grievances of the previous generation are destined to end in this generation, and when the two of them were still eggs, they broke out of the shell before anyone.

The clouds and sky are slightly outstanding, and the egg is broken first with a click, and the startled one is in a hurry, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and the mountains and seas are also born.

So he began to compare who was pretty, and of course, Yunkong was slightly better, and then he was weaned first, got up, ran, hunted, and chased the female.

The focus is on chasing females, Yunkong is better than mountains and seas in everything, only in chasing females lost a move and a half, the two of them share the most female likes mountains and seas, and wants to be one with him.

At this time, Yunkong discovered his deformed love, he actually liked mountains and seas.

Shanhai's words and deeds in his eyes are cute, every time he loses, he must snort coldly, and then deliberately bump him, stretch his legs to beat him, or blow his beard and stare at him, and secretly despise him.

He didn't say it, but he secretly remembered it in his heart, and every night when he went home, he would wonder, why did this guy glare at me?

Didn't provoke him today?

In fact, Shanhai just didn't like him, this rough man lost to a little white face everywhere, he couldn't hang it on his face, and he was hehehehe in his heart.

After the mountains and seas have females, they don't have much discretion, they rarely go out, they are basically in love with females, send a flower today, send a fruit tomorrow, very romantic, and will make his enemy, what clothes to wear?

Yunkong naturally chooses the ugliest, and the female ugly makes me beautiful. 166 Reading Network