Chapter 208: Hugging the thighs

In later generations, Wu Yuanqing was born in the countryside and grew up in the countryside, at that time, it was not like more than ten years later, there were many snacks, and what could be eaten was biscuits and the like, Wu Yuanqing was quite good, at least there were biscuits at home, and when instant noodles first came to them, he was also the first batch of people to eat them, but other children were not necessarily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that time, he was young and greedy, watching Wu Yuanqing eat biscuits, other children were envious and envious, but Wu Yuanqing could give them some to eat once or twice, but it was impossible for the total score to be too much.

But what should I do if I want to eat this mouth, then find something to eat by myself, the child is also a boy and a bold man, and he dares to send anything to his mouth, and then I saw that there are older children roasting insects with fire to eat, and their children have also learned.

Secretly bought matches, and went to the field to make a fire to catch insects and roast them, and Wu Yuanqing also joined in, and also brought out the seasoning, which was the seasoning of the instant noodles, which made it taste more and could bake more.

Wu Yuanqing can't remember how many kinds of things he roasted at that time, anyway, like small fish in the river, loaches, snails, frogs, and grasshoppers on land, that is, locusts, and a kind of green insect with the thickness of a finger crawling on the leaves, something that squeezes out a large handful of green viscous liquid in one bite, as well as cicada chrysalis, scorpions, praying mantises, dragonflies and the like, anyway, as long as it looks not so disgusting, I think I can taste it in my mouth.

Some are delicious, some are not delicious, eat the good ones several times, and eat the bad ones only once.

Wu Yuanqing was chewing locusts here and was reminiscing about his happy childhood, only to hear someone suddenly talking behind him.

"Locusts are sweet, pungent and warm. For spleen deficiency and less food or; Symptoms such as rapid and slow convulsions, convulsions and spasms have miraculous effects, but after all, they are insects, and if they are not needed by the disease, it is better not to eat them."

, Wu Yuanqing was frightened, and thought that he had seen the hell in broad daylight, why was there someone talking behind him, and when he turned his head to see a Taoist priest in his thirties and forties looking at him with a kind face.

Kind? What the hell is this expression, just cheap daddy warrior Yan rarely looks at himself like this, which onion and garlic are you old Taoist.

As I said before, Wu Yuanqing doesn't like monks and Taoists, but compared to his disgust with monks, Taoist priests are domestic after all, and Wu Yuanqing can still tolerate one or two.

Although he was taken aback for no reason, although he was not very cold, Wu Yuanqing still did not speak ill of him, but pouted and said: "What's wrong with the insects, since there is no harm, why can't you eat them, don't you know that in many places in the south, people eat insects as a dish, and even in the years of famine, they are used as staple food to fill their stomachs, besides, this locust is a high-protein food, rich in nutrition, tender meat, delicious as shrimp, it is not easy to eat it on weekdays, this year's locust plague, crops have suffered seedlings, people have not eaten, But it's not bad that there are a lot of locusts, and it's a pretty good choice to eat them."

"Hehe, how do you know that there are people in the south who eat bugs? Have you been? But Lao Dao has been traveling south and north for so many years, why haven't I seen anyone who eats insects," the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile.

Wu Yuanqing is immune to the fact that people in their thirties and forties call themselves old men and old Taoists, and he is not as surprised as when he first came, but he is very dissatisfied with the tone of the Taoist priest: "Yo, Daoist, your tone is really not small, and you are still going south and north, just the slow speed of the traffic in these years, I just want to ask you where you have been, so that I, a lonely and unheard person, can also have a long experience."

"The old road has been on Emei Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, down Jiangzhou, secluded in Taibai Mountain and other places, half of the country has left footprints, do you say that you are qualified to say a word to go south and north" The old Taoist priest is also a wonderful person, Wu Yuanqing doubted, he counted the places he had been to Wu Yuanqing, and he was really ready to let Wu Yuanqing see for a long time.

"Okay, you won, I really haven't been to any of these places, but Dao Chief, the people I just said about eating insects really exist, but they are further south, or deep in the mountains, you may not have encountered them," Wu Yuanqing said.

"That's not right, Lao Dao has been living in seclusion in the depths of the Qinling Mountains in recent years, if there are really people who eat insects, how can Lao Dao not meet it" The Taoist priest is still stubborn, and he doesn't believe what Wu Yuanqing said, because he hasn't seen it with his own eyes.

"I said, "Oh, are you a tease sent by the monkeys? You can't say you haven't seen it, right? Do you have to have seen it? There is no such reason, right," Wu Yuanqing sighed helplessly.

"Old Taoist Sun Simiao, it wasn't sent by a monkey, and it's not what you said about being funny. Also, seeing is believing and hearing is false, and the old Taoist only believes what he has seen," the Taoist priest said seriously.

What, Sun Simiao?

Wu Yuanqing's eyes widened, looking at the thirty or forty-year-old Taoist priest in front of him.

Nima, how can it be Sun Simiao?

Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, has written a generation of miracle doctors, and the legends and stories about him in later generations, Wu Yuanqing has heard a lot since he was a child, what is the pulse of the eldest grandson queen who is more than ten months pregnant and can not give birth, what medical dragon saves the tiger, what is the legend of saving people with one needle and two lives, and the tiger guards the apricot forest, etc., too many to mention.

Doesn't it mean that Sun Simiao Sun Shenyi, born in the seventh year of the Great Unification of the Western Wei Dynasty, 541 AD, should be over eighty years old by now, even if there is an error in age, it should not be so old that it looks like he is only thirty or forty years old.

"Are you Sun Simiao? What is the evidence?" Wu Yuanqing asked with a suspicious expression.

"What the old Taoist said is the evidence, and I say yes" Although the Taoist who called himself Sun Simiao spoke plainly, he had a sense of arrogance.

But Wu Yuanqing didn't eat this, and directly pushed back with his words: "Why." Didn't you say that seeing is believing, and hearing is false? Why should I believe that you are the divine doctor Sun Simiao just by listening to your words?"

"Eh" Sun Simiao was a little dumbfounded, this style of painting is wrong, shouldn't he have said his name and quickly bowed his head?

"Then how do you say to prove it, so that you can believe the old Taoist Sun Simiao" A wonderful person is a wonderful person, and he actually kicked the ball back to Wu Yuanqing.

"As long as you admit that locusts can be eaten casually, I believe that you are Sun Simiao," Wu Yuanqing said with a smile.

"This is absolutely impossible, locusts can only be used in medicine, how can they be eaten at will" The Taoist priest shook his head directly.

"Then I'm sorry, I can't admit that you are Sun Simiao now, unless there is other conclusive evidence, or someone with identity can testify for you." Wu Yuanqing said with a straight face.

"Oh, that's easy for you to say, and now the officials who manage the victims can testify to the old way, who just came up from there," the Taoist priest said, rubbing his beard.

"I'll go, you're really Sun Simiao, the divine doctor, you still lack a pendant on your thigh, can you let the kid hug your thigh" Wu Yuanqing exaggerated his movements threw himself to the Taoist priest's legs, hugged his thighs and said.

It's really Hongguoguo's thighs, and he directly lifted the old robe, revealing the long legs wearing short clothes for coolness, but the long leg hair on those legs is a little impossible to look at.