Chapter 57 Headache and Foot Treatment

Chapter 57 Headache and Foot Treatment

Doctor Zhao was very curious after recognizing Zhang Baili, but Zhang Baili was a little embarrassed, the reason was naturally that as a Confucian student, he was a businessman, which violated the sage's teachings of "gentlemen are not weapons". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Mi was also curious about how Doctor Zhao and Zhang Baili could meet. Doctor Zhao hurriedly explained to Zhang Mi about the cooperation between the two to sell 'Tai Chi liquid' last year.

Zhang Mi smiled reluctantly when he heard this: "Although he is in the way of business, there is nothing wrong with doing things to save people!" ā€

Zhang Mi looked in a trance after speaking, and the housekeeper hurriedly helped him to lie down on the soft bed, and then said to Zhang Taiji: "Does the prodigy need to be prepared for treatment?" It just so happens that Doctor Zhao is here, and there is no shortage of needle and stone pharmacology, and he also asks the prodigy to quickly use his means! ā€

Zhang Taiji thought for a moment and said, "Quickly take one or two alums, one wooden basin, and one basin of rice swill and boil." ā€

The housekeeper knew that Zhang Taiji was going to start treatment, so he hurriedly sent someone to prepare according to his words.

Zhang Taiji said to Doctor Zhao: "Wait a minute, I want the help of the doctor, although the kid knows the method but has not practiced it, Doctor Zhao's shot is naturally a hundred times stronger than the kid!" ā€

The housekeeper nodded again and again, after all, no matter how magical Zhang Taiji was, he was just a child, and there was Doctor Zhao by his side to supervise to avoid any accidents.

Doctor Zhao agreed, most of the people in this era are self-cherished, a little bit of ability, hidden for fear that others will learn it, looking at Zhang Taiji's confident appearance, it must be something amazing, maybe it can be as magical as 'Taiji liquid'!

Everything was ready, Zhang Taiji asked Dr. Zhao to grind the alum into the rice swill, and when the temperature was right, he asked Zhang Mi to take off his shoes and socks and soak his feet in the water.

Zhang Taiji asked Doctor Zhao to massage the spring acupoint on the soles of Zhang Mi's feet, which took at least a quarter of an hour.

Doctor Zhao did as he was told, and after a while, Zhang Mi's feeling was much better, his breath began to calm down, and his face gradually returned to normal.

Two quarters of an hour later, the treatment ended, Zhang Mi felt refreshed, the headache and dizziness symptoms were gone, the breathing became smoother, and the smile on his face: "The old man heard that the ancients had a headache and treated the feet as ridiculous, and I don't want to have the honor to experience it today!" ā€

Zhang Taiji said childishly: "As long as I can alleviate some pain for my ancestors, it is a great blessing, and I can't take care of my head and feet." ā€

Seeing the innocence of Zhang Taiji's words, Zhang Mi had a smile on his face even better, and instructed the housekeeper: "Go and prepare a banquet, I will entertain three distinguished guests!" ā€

The housekeeper helped Zhang Mi out of the study, Zhang Taiji and the three of them followed behind, and they were startled as soon as they went out, and the study was full of people at some point, men, women and children.

Seeing Zhang Mi come out, he greeted him with a salute, and Zhang Mi said lightly: "Let's go down, the old man can't die yet!" ā€

Everyone bowed down and withdrew, leaving only a man in his forties and fifties, and a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old who did not leave, and the man stepped forward and said, "Father, is he better?" ā€

Zhang Taiji guessed that this man should be Zhang Mi's eldest son Zhang Jizhong. The girl looked petite and lovely, as if the girl next door was standing quietly on the side, looking quiet and gentle. I can't guess who it is, I guess it's Zhang Mi's granddaughter, right?

Zhang Mi didn't answer, but asked with a straight face, "Are you ready for the banquet?" ā€

"Already in the living room." The man replied respectfully.

Zhang Mi got her son's answer, ignored him anymore, and turned her head to look at the girl, the girl saw Zhang Mi looking over, squatted down and saluted, and her voice was ethereal and crisp like a lark: "Master Wanfu." ā€

Zhang Mi immediately broke away from the housekeeper's hand with a smile on his face, stepped forward and naturally took the girl's hand, and said, "This old bone will not be alive in a few days!" Come, come, come, I'll introduce you. ā€

As he spoke, he pointed at Zhang Taiji and said: "The junior in the clan, Zhang Taiji, who is known as a prodigy." ā€

Zhang Taiji hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but he didn't know what to call it, so he could only say: "The kid has seen the girl." ā€

Zhang Mi smiled: "This is Miaoyin, it's yours.... Okay, let's call each other by name. ā€

Then he took Miaoyin's hand and walked straight out. Zhang Taiji wondered in his heart, what kind of introduction is this? However, he found that the girl's walking posture was a little strange, her body was like a lotus leaf swinging in the wind, and her ass was twisted and twisted under her feet. ā€

Several people all the way through two arches, across a small bridge to the living room, the living room three rooms are transparent, the wall facing the door is hung with a pair of nave, on the book a big longevity word, the walls on both sides are also hung with celebrity calligraphy and paintings, the living room on both sides of the symmetrical two rows of tables and chairs, all are exquisitely made, see the material should be made of nanmu. In the middle is a round table and several round stools.

Zhang Mi walked to the table and sat in the first place, Zhang Jizhong invited Zhang Baili and Doctor Zhao to sit down, and the two sat on the stool after some excuses, with a restrained expression on their faces. Zhang Mi deliberately asked Zhang Taiji to sit beside him, Zhang Taiji was not polite, and naturally sat on the round stool, but his feet could not reach the ground, and the housekeeper moved an embroidery pier to Zhang Taiji's feet. That Miaoyin stood behind Zhang Mi, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, Zhang Taiji grimaced at her, disapproving.

Zhang Jizhong looked at his father and saw that Zhang Mi ignored him, but just whispered to Zhang Taiji by himself, so he ordered the food to be served.

Although there are not many of the eight dishes, almost all of them are meat, such as stewed mandarin fish in sauce, hot roasted pork, stir-fried sea intestines with leeks, braised yuan fish, fried double crispy soup, nine-turn large intestine, fried beef with green onions, and pu vegetables in milk soup. There is no banquet without wine, Zhang Mi specially ordered someone to bring a jar of wine, saying that it was brought from the capital, and when he opened it, he saw that it was wine.

After Genghis Khan founded the country, the leaders of the Central Asian Vultures were also the first to be annexed. The ancestors of the Uyghur people in present-day Xinjiang lived in the region centered on Harahe Prefecture (present-day Turpan, Xinjiang) and Beshbali (present-day Jimsar, Xinjiang), where wine was produced. Later, the Mongols conquered large areas of Central Asia.

Yelu Chucai, who followed the westward expedition, often drank wine in the river (between the Amu River and the Syr Darya, the area centered on Bukhara and Samarkand, now part of Uzbekistan) and other places, such as "the flowers bloom and the olives are light, and the wine is full of grapes and amber"; "Grape trellis bottom wine, olive in front of the olive"; "Lonely Hezhong Mansion, Lianyong and Wanjia. The grapes are pro-wine, and the loquat is in bloom. ā€

Wine is rare in the mainland of Shandong, so Zhang Taiji specially begged for a little and tasted it, and the taste was not bad.

Everyone ate and drank for a while, Zhang Mi seemed to be in a happy mood, drank a few more glasses, was a little drunk, and said to Miaoyin beside him: "It's better to sing a song to cheer us up." ā€

Miao Yin bowed down and turned down, and after a while, she hugged a pipa, she sat on the round stool, put her legs on her legs and put the pipa on her thighs, a delicate little foot naturally exposed the skirt, tried the timbre a few times, and then began to play and sing to herself. As described in Bai Juyi's poem:

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while.

Although Zhang Taiji can't understand what Miaoyin is singing, it can also sound good, especially with Miaoyin's crisp and soft voice, which is really a pleasure. This is not a few adults at the table are stupid!! They all forgot to eat and drink, but listened attentively, Zhang Baili's eyes involuntarily aimed at the three-inch golden lotus of Miaoyin, and Zhang Mi shook his head and looked intoxicated.

At the end of the song, several people are still stuck in the end of the song and can't help themselves. Zhang Baili's eyes dodged, his face was a little red, and Zhang Mi closed his eyes as if he was reminiscing about the artistic conception just now. Zhang Jizhong seemed to be the first to react, waving his hand at Miaoyin, and Miaoyin retreated. Zhang Mi said to herself: "Every time I have a headache and is irritable, listening to Miaoyin and playing a song can always soothe my mood." The beauty of music is indescribable! ā€

The meal was eaten for almost half an hour, and as soon as the banquet was over, Doctor Zhao immediately said goodbye: "Adults, please take care of your body, and the villain and the prodigy will treat the adults tomorrow." Zhang Baili also hurriedly said goodbye, and Zhang Mi left the three of them with two sentences.

Zhang Jizhong personally sent the three out of the house, and repeatedly instructed Zhang Taiji and Zhao Shenyi to come over as soon as possible tomorrow to continue treatment for their father. The two of them said yes.

When the three of them walked away, Doctor Zhao invited Zhang Baili and his son to be guests at the 'Jishitang', but Zhang Baili seemed to be not very interested and politely refused.

The father and son took the car back, Zhang Baili looked listless all the way, and when he returned to the house in the south of the city, Zhang Baili was still worried, and Han Yue'e also saw that something was wrong with her husband. asked Zhang Taiji why, Zhang Taiji couldn't guess why Zhang Baili was like this for a while. Simply talking about the visit, Han Yue'e didn't feel that there was anything wrong there.