"What kind of adult products are you going to do, you don't want to go back to this house." Zhao Ye's grandfather Zhao Ming said angrily, his hair has long been white, his skin is dry like all the elderly, and his thinning hair seems to tell him about the vicissitudes of the years.

The Zhao family is a very famous family of traditional Chinese medicine in the local area, although his grandfather Zhao Ming received a lot of consultation fees, but there is an endless stream of people who come to his house to see a doctor, in the eyes of others Zhao Ming is a greedy doctor, but in fact he only kept a small part of the money he collected, and the rest was anonymously donated to a charitable organization.

For this smart and naughty grandson, Zhao Ming loves and hates, he is very smart, others recite the "Medicinal Properties", "Soup Song" and "Medical Three Character Sutra" of traditional Chinese medicine for half a year. But this did not affect him from peeking at the little widow bathing in the bathhouse, putting snakes in the little girl's school bag, fighting with other people's children, and leading a group of children to smash the glass window of the widow's grandson's house.

Zhao Ming is an enlightened person, he thinks that it would be good for the child to be stubborn and wait for him to grow up, he just restrained Zhao Ye appropriately, and did not specialize in control and education. He tried his best to cultivate his grandson's traditional Chinese medicine talents, and passed on his ancestral medicine to his grandson, starting from being familiar with the medicinal properties, to taking him to collect medicines, make medicines, cut pulses, and see doctors, until he was sixteen years old, Zhao Ye was optimistic about a strange patient that his grandfather couldn't see well, and his grandfather realized what kind of strange talent this was, even if he had learned all his life, he might not be able to beat this genius grandson.

Zhao Ming began to let him grow, and when he applied for the college entrance examination, Zhao Ye chose a marketing major that had nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine, and he did not stop it, because he had worked in traditional Chinese medicine all his life, and knew that this industry was too boring and may not be suitable for this young and willful grandson.

Zhao Ye did not live up to his grandfather's indulgence, he didn't see the teacher in four years, and the teacher didn't see him, but in the past four years, Zhao Ye came into contact with more traditional Chinese medicine knowledge than the only books in the family, and the knowledge about sexuality, he began to be curious, and began to go crazy as if he had to collect ancient aphrodisiac solitary books, Taoist room in the middle of the house, until four years later, he read all the books on this subject of the national library management.

"It's time for me to do something, it's time to become an adult goods merchant." Looking at the vast sea of books around him, he muttered to himself.

Zhao Ye is a child who loves to read, but he is not a fool who loves to read, reading does not make him look stupid, but makes him a lot more spiritual, with his natural cynicism in his bones, he pays great attention to the exploration of external things, in the past four years he has been paying attention to the adult products industry, for this industry full of prejudice and misunderstood by the world, he is quite sympathetic, scammers are rampant, prices are inflated, people half welcome and half refuse to buy products, and look at them with great disdain.

Zhao Ye felt that he had to go through his grandfather's consent first, although it was very difficult. But he went back to his grandfather's place after graduating crazy.

"I'm back, Ye'er." Grandpa put down the pill in his hand and said with a smile.

"Well, I'm back." Zhao Ye said.

"I'm back in the house" He felt the breath of the place, looking at the room full of precious books on Chinese medicine that he had read when he was a child, smelling the smell of Chinese herbs in the air, looking at the Chinese medicine pills concocted by his grandfather, he was a little reluctant to leave, he was indecisive, but he was also a crazy person, he still decided to try.

"Grandpa, I want to go out and do something," Zhao Ye said cautiously.

"What are you doing, Ye'er"

"Adult Products Industry"

"Adult products? What kind of industry is this? ”

"It's the industry that involves aphrodisiacs and intra-aphrodisiac surgery." When he said this, he felt relief, finally coming.

His grandfather's face changed a few times after hearing this, and he couldn't accept it, after all, a genius Chinese medicine seedling actually went to do this, he was very angry, he felt that he should be persuaded to not let the child go "astray", he calmed down and said: "Isn't it good to be a doctor?" Ye'er. As a doctor, others respect you and worship you, and other people's lives are in your hands, and you have endless fun. But to be a businessman, you have to look at other people's faces, you have to beg others, and you are also pouring aphrodisiacs, you will be coldly looked at and ridiculed by others, how uncomfortable it is. ”

"But I don't want to hang the pot for the rest of my life to help the world and live a life of peace and ease, and the adult products industry is a necessity for future life. Isn't a man going to do something about his own business all his life? ”

"But you can't be an aphrodisiac seller, where is this, when did selling aphrodisiacs become a business?"

"I just want to sell aphrodisiacs, I just want to sell aphrodisiacs, I want to sell this aphrodisiac to the United States, to Africa, to all corners of the world."

"Childish, really naïve," Zhao Ming said angrily. "It seems that I really spoiled you, alas, you shouldn't be allowed to grow."

Zhao Ye began to be silent, he didn't speak, he felt that his grandfather was very stubborn, and he couldn't talk to him at all. The atmosphere began to become awkward, and neither the old nor the young were speechless, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"What kind of adult products are you going to do, don't go back to this house," finally his grandfather said angrily.

Zhao Ye felt that he couldn't convince his grandfather anymore, so it was better to leave for a while and calm down. Although he didn't want to make his grandfather angry in his heart, he should do it for the sake of his ideals and ambitions.

"Take care of grandpa," he said, walking out of the house with tears in his eyes. He pointed to the sky on the road and swore an oath: "I, Zhao Ye, must be a housekeeping tycoon, I want to be the best-looking girl in the world, I want all kinds of men and women to surrender to my rooming world, I want to sell my adult products all over the world, I want people to use adults and use the necessities of life, I want this, I must do this." Zhao Ye shouted hoarsely.

At this time, the originally clear sky suddenly began to be gloomy, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and after a while, there was a thunder in the sky, which seemed to be angry from God, and it seemed to be disdainful of Zhao Ye's oath.

"Your sister, is it necessary to do this, I make a fucking oath to make up my mind, you are still not satisfied, rub rub" Zhao Ye scolded and scolded.

At this time, another thunderclap was heard in the sky. Zhao Ye shut his mouth stupidly. He hurried to run and find a place to shelter from the rain.

"Damn, it looks like I'm getting wet again," he said depressedly. "I knew I would have come out with an umbrella, alas, what a cheat."

Zhao Ye just found a small hotel to wipe it dry, "Rub and rub, on the smooth floor" Zhao Ye's mobile phone rang, and Zhao Ye quickly connected, "Hey, big beauty, do you miss me again".

"The ghost misses you." The beautiful woman on the phone said coquettishly. "Seriously, what did you say to your grandfather?"

"Don't mention it, it's all tears," Zhao Ye said sadly.

"It's okay, I'll support you," the beauty on the phone suddenly said seriously. "However, if you don't want to do this one day, you can become a doctor, and you will definitely be successful."

The beauty on the phone is called Zhang Hua, a patient that Zhao Ye once saved, whenever he remembered the beginning of Zhang Hua and his encounter, Zhao Ye was afraid for a while, according to him, he was terrified. It was just admitted to college, Zhao Ye had nothing to do to get acquainted with the school, when he met the girls' dormitory, he was pulled into the girls' dormitory by a crazy girl to push Zhao Ye down, Zhao Ye was stunned and forgot to resist the capital, and almost broke the body of a boy who had been retained for more than ten years, when he understood what was coming, he picked up the bravery and wit from childhood to adulthood, and pushed this crazy girl down.

cough cough, he pushed it down, but it was just a simple pushback, he lightly clicked Zhang Hua's Tongtian acupoint, and Zhang Hua woke up instantly.

It turned out that Zhang Hua had a strange disease since he was fourteen years old, and he would have a strong ** along his body almost every other year, and whenever this time, Zhang Hua tied himself up painfully to avoid pushing others down. It was only a month since the last episode, Zhang Hua didn't care too much, until she was sick again, she finally wanted to give up resistance, and following the last remaining reason, she pulled a handsome guy outside the dormitory to be ready to indulge, and the hard-pressed Zhao Ye was pulled up.

Later, Zhao Ye casually prescribed a prescription, and Zhang Hua's illness never happened again. After Zhang Hua recognized him as a godbrother, before graduation and parting, Zhao Ye had told Zhang Hua his thoughts, and Zhang Hua had also persuaded him to give up, but later saw that it was really not possible, so he had to support it silently.

"Well, I know, big beauty, you can rest well," Zhao Ye said.

"Okay, hang up, I'm going to work," Zhang Hua said.

"Work hard beauty, I will be ** in the future."

"you, little improper, hang up."

Zhao Ye looked at the blackened ceiling of the small hotel in a daze. Maybe tomorrow will be better. He thought.