Hua Qing's toothache is dying.

Grinning his teeth, he called Dr. Wei. Doctor Wei told him, "You are a fire fang. ”

Isn't it fire? He became a beast in the eyes of his colleagues overnight. Can it not be on fire?

But Ke Lan's pregnancy is an ironclad fact. Hua Qing does not defend himself. It is tantamount to acquiescing to being a rogue. If you defend yourself. Then he became a complete villain.

Hua Qing could only endure the suffering of toothache alone.

His cheeks were swollen and large from a toothache. He didn't have the face to go to work. It turned out that everyone's ** spicy eyes. All of a sudden, it all looked like knives.

Dr. Wei comforted him: "You must not get angry with this disease again." Recuperate in peace. It is estimated that ten days and half a month will be fine. ”

Ten days and half a month.

No way. This is absolutely not a no-go.

Doesn't this make everyone misunderstand that he wants to cut himself off from the people and the party?

"There's no faster treatment?" Hua Qing asked anxiously.

Dr. Wei looked hesitant: "There is a treatment that is quite fast. The first update hasn't been used for years. I guess that kind of thing is hard to find. ”

The kind of thing Dr. Wei is talking about is a urine tank. It is a kind of crockpot with a gray tile. Only this kind of crockpot will work. Iron cans, plastic cans, wooden cans, and glass jars cannot be replaced.

And it must be a urine tank that has been used for more than two years. This is done by pouring boiling hot water into the urine tank. Open your mouth. Stick to the upper edge of the urine tank for fumigation. One hour at a time. Fumigation is repeated every twelve hours. Two fumigations in a row is almost fine.

Although Liao Yu was angry with Hua Qing. But I saw him rolling on the ground in pain. The first time to update, the heart is not unbearable. Just run around the world looking for that broken red urine jar made of tiles. It's been a busy day. Nor was it found.

Yang Congcong said: "Sister Liao Yu." Hua Qing has hurt you like that. You still care about him. ”

Liao Yu glared: "Being able to look at it makes him hurt to death." ”

Yang Congcong muttered: "Damn." Female men are soft-hearted. He reminded Liao Yu again: "Sister Liao Yu." Who still uses urine tanks in the city now? Looking for this kind of thing. You get to the countryside to go. Wrong. You can't find it in the countryside either. That's the kind of thing. It can only be found in the remote mountains. Be the first to update"

Liao Yu asked for leave from the company. I went to the mountains with Yang Congcong. Both of them changed into tourist shoes. I thought I would have to climb the mountain for a while when I got out of the car. Unexpectedly, the car went directly to the eye of the mountain. Got out of the car. It is the small mountain village called Waquan Village. The roads in the village are also all concrete.

Liao Yu thought to himself. Since this place is called Waquan Village. It must have something to do with the tile-making process. Maybe you can burn a clay urine jar.

Liao Yu and Yang Congcong inquired all the way: "Fellow countryman." You don't have that old tiled urine jar in your house. Be the first to update"

Passers-by looked at them strangely.

I inquired for a long time. Finally came across someone who was interested in their question. She is a middle-aged woman. The makeup is very thick. Very few clothes were worn. The hair stood up unkempt like a chick. When he spoke, his eyelids squeezed and squeezed:

"You're an antique collector, right?"

Liao Yu and Yang Congcong glanced at each other. "We want an old tile urine jar. ”

"It's a night pot." The middle-aged woman said with her eyes squeezed.

Liao Yu looked at Yang Congcong: "Are night pots and urine jars the same thing?" ”

Yang Congcong also looked confused.

The middle-aged woman said, "The urine jar is the night pot." A night pot is also called a urine pot. Matter. ”

The middle-aged woman led Liao Yu and Yang Congcong to her house. Take out an old object from the back room.

The old objects are ceramic. shiny shiny. It's exquisite. Shaped like a turtle. The tail of a tortoise. It's a cylinder. There is a connecting rod in the middle of the cylinder to the turtle's back. You can lift the whole thing up.

The middle-aged woman pointed to the old object and said, "This is the night pot." More and faster chapters are here. ”

Yang Congcong picked up the night pot and played with it in his hand. Ask the middle-aged woman: "Isn't the night pot a thing for people to pee at night?" ”

The middle-aged woman nodded.

Yang Congcong poked the cylinder at the end of the night pot with his fingers: "Damn." Such a thin hole. It's okay for the old man to pee. How do old twives pee. ”

The middle-aged woman squeezed her eyes and smiled: "This sister is really talking." Isn't it impossible to pee? Old. You can't use this. ”

"What's that for. More and faster chapters are here. ”

The middle-aged woman returned to the back room. Pull something else out of it. It's even more beautiful than the one just now. Jade's. White in blue. The carved pattern at the front resembles a cluster of blooming chrysanthemums. The rear end is cuboidal. There is no lid on it.

The middle-aged woman said, "This is the night pot used by the old ladies." ”

Yang Congcong took it. sighed: "It's so beautiful." ”

Then put it under the nose and sniffed. He asked, "Why doesn't it smell like urine?" ”

The middle-aged woman said, "Sister." It's antique, alas. ”

Yang Congcong glanced at the middle-aged woman: "Didn't the antique originally also put the chicken and the head of the ba." Spare the stuff. No matter how expensive it is, it should smell of urine. ”

Liao Yu interrupted Yang Congcong's words. said: "Big sister." There are no tiles. What we needed was a tiled night pot. ”

Middle-aged women began to wink their eyes again. After a long time, he said, "There is one thing made of tile. But not a night pot. ”

Liao Yu said: "Can you take it out for us to see." ”

The middle-aged woman entered the back room again. More and faster chapters are here. Pull out something that resembles a cylinder from inside. A little convex belly in the middle.

Yang Congcong's eyes lit up. snatched it from the middle-aged woman's hand. Put it on the ground. Pouting your ass and squatting on it:

"Damn. It's called a night pot. The opening is large enough. It's much more convenient to use than the two just now. ”

The middle-aged woman's face was a little green: "Sister." Can you light it up? This thing doesn't look good, though. But it's more expensive than the two just now. ”

Liao Yu took a closer look. It is indeed tiled. It's just not known if it's up to the bill.

Liao Yu immediately called Dr. Wei: "Dr. Wei." I found something in the mountains. It's a cylindrical clay pot. It's just that it doesn't smell like that. ”

Dr. Wei said, "Let's get it back first." Find a way to deal with it and it can be used. ”

Liao Yu asked the middle-aged woman: "How much does this thing cost?" ”

Middle-aged woman with her thumb and index finger spread apart. Drew a "eight" figure.

"Eighty." Yang Congcong asked.

The middle-aged woman shook her head. Unhurriedly, he said, "Eight thousand." ”

Liao Yu and Yang Congcong's eyes widened in shock at the same time. Yang Congcong shouted angrily: "Damn." How dare you open your teeth? A muddy. How dare you ask for eight thousand? Poor crazy you. ”

The middle-aged woman glanced at Yang Congcong. Still unhurried, he said: "Sister. I repeat. It's antique. It's not your average thing. As the saying goes, gold has a price, and antiques are priceless. I don't think you two are playing with antiques. That's why I opened the price. If you run into a real player. Get at least five digits. ”

After some haggling. Liao Yu paid 3,000 yuan to buy this crockpot.

Yang Congcong carried a crockpot. Chattering along the way: "Damn." 3,000 yuan to buy such a thing. It's not worth it. ”

Liao Yu pouted: "There is something even less worthy." ”

Yang Congcong then remembered. I bought this thing to treat Hua Qing's toothache. There must also be a smell of urine inside.

Yang Congcong said: "Sister Liao Yu." I'm going to pee in it right now. That way, when we get it back, the smell of urine will soak into the jar. ”

Liao Yu originally wanted to count Yang Congcong's words. But I think there is some truth in what she said. It's up to her to mess around.

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