Gong Yihui turned his head and looked at the trees outside the window, as if he hadn't heard what his son said, and he was also helpless to have such a father. Gong Ruoyi looked at his grandfather and muttered something, which is probably not a good thing.

Xiao Zheng looked at the public and said slowly: "Old man, I mean that if you have money, you need to spend money to make some utensils to cure your disease." I don't care if I give medicine to poor people, and a famous family like you can't let me give you the medicine money again! As for the money for prostitution, you should keep it for your precious grandson."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I thought what you wanted to do, just my grandson and his prostitution will cost money!" If that were the case, I would remove him from the genealogy and say, what are you going to do?"

In the afternoon, Xiao Zheng drew a picture of a wooden operating table and a complete set of distillation devices and photographed them in front of the male planters.

The old man is naturally an expert, squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Zheng for a while and said: "Boy, your drawing method has many varied lines, and the combination of virtual and real is clear at a glance, even if it is my public loser's drawing method, it is far inferior to you, admire!" ”。

Xiao Zheng looked at the old man and said: "This is not difficult, if you want to learn, I can teach your grandson at any time, I promise no reservations, the babies I teach will be, whoever learns and I teach, I look down on you so-called everyone, there is something in your pocket, and it is more expensive than your own life, I would rather take it to the coffin than pass it on, the ancestors spent so much effort to study it, and this one has to start all over again when I enter the coffin, why bother."

Gong Yi patted his wheelchair and looked at Xiao Zheng and said: "Boy, just what you say, your friend and old man have made a deal, and this small puddle of Shenhe Bay will definitely not be able to fit you, if you don't call for wind and rain in the future, the old man will pick out these eyes."

"Old man, I'll heal your leg first and then talk about picking out your eyes, you now hurry up and give full play to your family's ability to make instruments, this thing will be made one day earlier and cure your illness one day earlier."

The next day, Xiao Zheng called Xiao Hai and a few people over, and Carpenter Zhao, who was called over to help, heard that he was working with the heirs of the ancestors, and he was so excited that the axe was like a waterwheel in the river, and he smashed his hand twice, bleeding and saying that it was okay.

Hurry up and bandage him and rest on the side for a while, this is all exciting, Carpenter Zhao has blown it in his life.

Xiao Hai's father heard that there was a descendant of the Luban family here, and he specially came over to meet with Gong Yi and chatted for a long time, which made Xiao Hai's father happy as if something. What is there to communicate with a carpenter leader with a dozen irons, but Jin'er rolled her eyes and said that you just saw that Ruoyi looked more handsome than you, and you didn't feel happy to say this, where is this.

Waiting for the materials to be ready and start work, Xiao Zheng found that the craftsmanship of the public loser was really not covered. Gong Yi didn't make a move, after the sixteen-year-old Gong Ruoyi picked up the saw, the usual look of hanging Lang Lang was gone, and there was a kind of concentration in everyone's demeanor between the eyebrows, and he casually aimed at the wood and didn't even use the ruler to get the saw, and after sawing, the amount was exactly the same, and this is the skill.

When people are still admiring, the tenon made by the little guy is tightly closed with an axe, and even a hair can't be inserted, and a child can do the work like this, which is the craftsmanship inherited by the thousand-year-old family!

Xiao Hai took the pot and pipe for distillation, put a group of things, and took out an appropriate amount of fermented distiller's lees from several large vts that Xiao Hai bought from the county and put them into the steamer, lit the fire, and after a while, the rich aroma of wine wafted over the courtyard, moved a chair and sat at the mouth of the distillation tube and watched the alcohol fall drop by drop in the white porcelain altar, and the men in the courtyard kept swallowing saliva when they looked at Xiao Zheng's jar containing alcohol.

It was busy for two whole days, and at dusk, several jars of liquor were steamed out of several jars of sake lees. Pour a little and use a little fire in the saucer, and the blue flame will burn, and the alcohol content will not be low.

I took a small bowl of the remaining wine in the tube and put it under my nose and smelled it, and a high aroma of wine that only came in later generations rushed into my nose, and I opened my mouth to pour the wine, and the people around me made a sound of saliva, and let out a long breath, and said to everyone: "This disinfectant is finally ready."

Gong Yi sat next to Xiao Zheng, swallowed his saliva and said, "Boy, this is the disinfectant you made?" If you don't do this, you give the old man half a bottle of disinfectant you just made every day, and you don't need to treat this leg."

There is no way to communicate with this old guy, "The only wine in the world that can be disinfected by this method can be disinfected, and the wound will not become inflamed and suppurative after the operation, so as to save your life, understand, old man" Xiao Zheng and Gong Yiluo explained.

Early the next morning, the room where the operation was going to be done was smoked three times with vinegar and wine, and when the sun was shining at noon and the visibility was the best, Jin'er was asked to change into clothes that had been disinfected to help herself.

Almost ready, Xiao Zheng took out a piece of paper from the side and handed it to the public receiver, saying that this is a life and death document, God knows what will happen with this knife, and then life and death will be in order, this is the rule of the master, I am ninety percent sure that you will be cured of this disease, and this is to prevent another one from having an accident.

The old man took it and wrote his name after just a glance, and when Xiao Zheng took out the rescue box, his eyes lit up when he saw it, and he carefully touched it with his hand a few times, and praised Xiao Zheng for being so lucky that he could get such a treasure.

Lying on the operating table, the old guy also said that it depends on the word you kid, plus the methods you have shown in the past few days, and what kind of medical kit, even if you treat the old man to death, the old man will never trouble you.

This old guy really knew clearly in front of the big right and wrong and did not hesitate, and when the surgical instruments were ready, he fixed the leg of the male plantar and said: "Old man, I will first use a needle to prick your leg for anesthesia, but it will not hurt, and it is no different from a bee sting, you just bear with it for a while."

Don't look at the public loser usually has no seriousness, but at this time he said calmly: "Boy, don't say a little needle, you are a knife and now the old man can't move", praised the old man, gently pierced the needle into the knee and injected anesthetic, and waited for a while to estimate the time when the effect of the medicine attacked, Xiao Zheng picked up the scalpel, calmed down his excitement, asked Jin'er to also put on the mask he had made, and said softly to Jin'er: "Let's start"......

Half an hour later, Jin'er first brought a basin from the room and pushed the door out, and put some bloody gauze in the basin. Gongyi Hui and Xiao's mother asked anxiously how it was, Jin'er took off the mask and saluted everyone, her face was a little pale but very calm and said to Gongyi Hui: "My husband said that the old man's lesion has been removed, and now the wound is being bandaged, and a few people can go in."

After everyone entered, they first smelled a pungent smell of wine, and when Gong Zhuhui entered the house, he found his father lying on the operating table, with a few bloody blood clots in the plate containing alcohol next to him. But he really couldn't figure it out, the dozens of years old man didn't shout after the operation, and he didn't toss and be weak, but smiled and talked to Xiao Zheng, with a few circles of gauze wrapped around his knees and looked up at everyone.

Lifting the male losers to the kang and settling down, the old man said to Xiao Zheng: "Boy, I thought you were going to tie up the old man and give the old man a bone scraping to cure the poison like the torture, but you beat the anesthetic, the old man obviously felt that you had to cut the old man's flesh and cut the bones inside, but he didn't feel the pain, no wonder you are young Sun Daochang admires you very much, just your method of operating on the old man and not feeling the pain, Hua Tuo can't do it, take it, the old man is really convinced!" Haha......"