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After a long conversation all night, the father and son finally settled the matter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWang Haoran is in charge of R&D and production, and Wang Furen is in charge of sales, and plans to start purchasing land and recruiting all kinds of related workers the next day, of course, these will have to be handled by Wang Furen.

The next day, Wang Haoran woke up at three o'clock in the morning, and after washing, he found Han Niu and told him to go to the place where the paintings were sold last time in the West Market and wait, while he himself did not go there until after eating.

As soon as Wang Haoran finished eating, Wang Qihong and Xiaoyu came over. (Because Wang Haoran and his mother are only concubines, they are not qualified to eat at the same table with Wang Furen and them, so Wang Haoran simply did not go to eat with Wang Furen and them, but only ate with his mother.) This is not to say that Wang Furen is wrong, but the concept of hierarchy here is generally like this. Xiaoyu is very casual, she will eat wherever she has food, and she just ate with Wang Furen and them. ）

As soon as Xiaoyu came in, she asked, "Brother, when are you going to sell paintings?" ”

"We'll go later." Wang Haoran was not in a hurry, slowly brewed a pot of tea, and poured a cup for everyone.

Wang Qihong is not a person who is in a hurry, seeing that Wang Haoran has such a simple way to make tea, and he drinks it so deliciously, he also picked up the teacup to taste it, took a sip and frowned and said: "Your tea is really unpalatable, too bitter." ”

Wang Haoran laughed and said, "What do you feel in your mouth now?" ”

Wang Qihong did so, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "Huh! I feel a little sweet! ”

"That's right, that's the secret of making tea."

Xiaoyu also tasted the aftertaste curiously, and thought that there was something special sweet that was so attractive, but it turned out to make her very disappointed, and said disdainfully: "Is it worth it to do so much just to be so sweet?" If you are thirsty, drink water directly, and if you want to be sweet, put some sugar in the water, as sweet as you want. ”

"......" Wang Haoran was speechless for a while, as if he had no reason to refute.

After drinking tea, Wang Haoran took the painting and went to the West Market with Xiaoyu and Wang Qihong.

Xiaoyu saw that her brother didn't call Hanniu, so she asked, "Brother, why didn't you call Hanniu today?" ”

"I let him go first."

"When? Why didn't I see you tell him to go? ”

"Before eating."

"It's been so long! Han Niu must be impatient to wait there, let's hurry up. Brother, how can you do this? Wouldn't it be nice to let him go with us? ”

"There's no hurry, there's a reason I'm arranging this. People who want to buy paintings and those who can afford them are either rich or expensive, and they can't wait there every day for me to show up, and they will only come when they receive enough news, and it will take some time, and we will wait for a while when we go. Let Hanniu go first just to spread the news. Besides, if we wait there with Han Niu, if the first person comes first and pays 100 taels to buy the painting, do you say I sell it or not? ”

"It's sold for the price!" Xiaoyu replied.

"Well, but if there are several people there who want to buy a painting now, and one person bids a hundred taels, what will the others do?"

"They're going to raise the price of each other and compete! We just have to sell the painting to the highest bidder. Haoran, you have a lot of ghost ideas! Wang Qihong admired.

After entering the West Market, the three of them did not delay much and went straight to the place where the paintings were sold.

Suddenly, someone on the road shouted: "Someone fainted!" ”

Soon a place was full of people, and Wang Haoran and his party also ran over to watch the excitement. I saw a young man lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. The people around were talking, and unlike the twenty-first century, they didn't talk about whether the man was dead or not, but they were at a loss to discuss what to do, some people said that he went to call Lang Zhong and ran out of the crowd, and there was nothing else to help, so they could only do it in a hurry.

Wang Haoran saw that the man's face was pale, and it was very likely that he was suffering from heat stroke, so he hurriedly stepped forward and probed the man's forehead, and found that his forehead was cold, and he was sweating profusely, a typical symptom of heat stroke, so he hurriedly shouted to the people around him: "This person is suffering from heat stroke, who will help carry him to a cool and shady place?" ”

As soon as the words fell, two big men came over and said, "Let's carry it, can we do it under the big tree over there?" ”

"Yes." Wang Haoran replied.

The two big men hurriedly carried the man over, and Wang Haoran saw that the other onlookers were also around, so he shouted to everyone: "Don't get too close, otherwise the air here will not be circulated, which is not conducive to this person's recovery." ”

The onlookers retreated a lot, and Wang Haoran said again: "Who can help get a bowl of salt water?" Also put a little sugar in it. ”

"I'll get it now." An onlooker shouted.

Wang Haoran threw the painting aside, it was a painting worth hundreds of taels! But at this time, he didn't care much, but fortunately, Xiaoyu helped him pick up the painting. Wang Haoran unbuttoned the man's clothes, so that he could breathe more smoothly, and then used his thumb to pinch the man's acupoint vigorously, and there was no effect for a long time, so he pinched the Neiguan acupoint and Hegu acupoint, and repeated it several times in turn, after a long time, the man woke up with a soft moan.

Wang Haoran relieved himself and sat on the ground. The ten-year-old body doesn't have much strength, so Wang Haoran uses almost all his strength when pinching the acupuncture points, and now he is too tired to do it.

"It's really admirable that Xiaoyou knows such a wonderful first aid method at such a young age, I don't know who Xiaoyou is learning from?"

Wang Haoran heard the sound and saw that it was an old man, although this person was gray-haired, his eyes were full of energy, so he rubbed his numb thumb and replied simply: "It was told to me by an old Taoist." ”

"Oh? What is the name of this Taoist? Or what is the law name? The old man wants to get to know each other. ”

"I don't know, I didn't ask him." How did Wang Haoran make up his own blind people to let you know?

"And where is this man now?" The white-haired old man was not discouraged and continued to inquire.

"I don't know, he's all over the world."

"Lang Zhong is here!" Someone outside the crowd shouted.

It's really timely, otherwise Wang Haoran doesn't know how many lies he has to make up.

The crowd made way for Lang Zhong, and after Lang Zhong came over, Wang Haoran took the initiative to talk to him, so as to avoid the old man's inquiry: "Doctor, this person has woken up, please ask the doctor to check if there is any major problem." ”

Lang Zhong nodded, checked the pulse of the man who was still lying on the ground, and said, "It's fine, just drink more water to replenish your water." ”

"The water is coming!" The crowd moved out of the way, and the man who had just said he was going to fetch the water trotted over and, with the help of the others, helped the man up and made him drink the water.

"Doctor Sun! Why are you here? Lang Zhong found the white-haired old man at this time and said in surprise.

Doctor Sun? Wang Haoran searched his memory, and suddenly thought of a person, could it be that this white-haired old man is Sun Simiao?! This shocked Wang Haoran, Sun Simiao is a historical celebrity on the same level as Bian Que!

The people around also exclaimed, although they had never seen Doctor Sun before, but his name was unknown to everyone. In this era, people whose titles are added with the word "god" can really be worshiped like gods.

"Haha...... The old man was just passing by here, and he happened to see this little friend saving people, so he came to take a look. ”

"Are you Sun Simiao Sun Divine Doctor?" Wang Haoran confirmed.

"You kid is really unreasonable, don't say it's Divine Doctor Sun, just the word Divine Doctor, can you still find a second person called Divine Doctor in the world?" Lang Zhong was a little unhappy.

It seems that this old man is really Sun Simiao, Wang Haoran vaguely remembers that the emperor's concubine freak during the Zhenguan period has not given birth to a fetus for more than ten months, and the imperial doctors are helpless, so they summoned Sun Simiao to treat the emperor's concubine. Because Sun Simiao couldn't peek at the face of the emperor's concubine, he came to diagnose the pulse of the hanging silk when he saw a doctor, and after the pulse diagnosis, he came to the paper acupuncture to help the emperor's concubine give birth to a prince. Of course, this story is unlikely to be true, but Wang Haoran still wants to ask the parties, how can such a good opportunity be missed?

"I heard that you can diagnose the pulse with a suspender, is that true?" Wang Haoran didn't pay attention to Lang Zhong's accusations.

"The old man is not talented, this will not be." Sun Simiao said humbly, and suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "Could it be that the Taoist priest you said?" ”

"......" Wang Haoran was speechless for a while, why did Doctor Sun still think about that Taoist priest! Hurry up and change the subject! "Where do you live? I once heard the Taoist priest say that if you can stay in Chang'an City for a few days, I can ask someone to make that thing, it will definitely help you. ”