With Professor Yu speaking, Lu Xiaoxi met many seniors again, and she was also afraid for a while.

I have always felt that Panqiao is a thrift market full of fakes, and they are all mercenary small bosses.

But when he saw these people from the Ancient Culture Association, Lu Xiaoxi opened his eyes, each of them was similar to Professor Yu, known as his fiery eyes, and he could distinguish the real from the fake when he saw and touched it.

Fortunately, these people have earned enough, and now that they are older, they want to serve the public more and help the younger generations to do an appraisal or something.

They come to Panqiao almost every day, and this is their second home. Even deeper than their own home feelings.

It's just that they generally gather at the south window on the second floor of the only tea house, looking at this prosperous place from above, and rarely make high-profile appearances. It was Lu Xiaoxi who didn't know about their existence before.

It's a shame that Lu Xiaoxi still thinks that Pan Qiao is all greasy uncles and pink newcomers, and there are few people who know the goods, and people like Jin Ye are already top-notch existences. It turns out that she has always been sitting in the well and watching the sky.

Lu Xiaoxi didn't go down to pick up the baby much this day, so she followed Professor Yu to make tea for those old gentlemen.

"Old Yu, you are a good student, and you make good tea." Someone finally noticed Lu Xiaoxi's dedication.

Professor Yu smiled: "My student, of course, is not only good at picking antiques, but also versatile, what is it to make some tea, she will also take the pulse and mix health tea according to your different physiques." ”

"So powerful?"

"Of course, she is better at acupuncture. These few stitches are pricked, my waist is much more comfortable. ”

"I'll just say, don't you have back pain in the spring, why are you so strong today."

"People, when you are young, you like to do your own work, and when you are old, what is more comfortable than accepting a few good disciples?" Professor Yu is here to show off today!

"You're still old, you received a God of Wealth before, and now you have a little God Doctor." The old man who spoke before had actually observed Lu Xiaoxi for a long time.

He found that Lu Xiaoxi had been boiling tea for two hours, and he didn't see his impetuousness, his hands had been very steady, his eyes were also very firm and spiritual, so he couldn't help but be curious and inquiring.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Yu began to show off.

"You all like to talk about high scores and low ability, and say that our students at Yan University may not be outstanding. But I think it's okay to have high scores and low energy, but there are more high scores and high energy. If you can't even do something as small as the college entrance examination, what kind of ability can you talk about?

For example, this student I accepted, although he was very busy every weekend, and he came to our Panqiao to practice, and he went to the Chinese medicine hall to sit for acupuncture, and it took a lot of time to waste, but he could still take the first place in the exam, the whole city. ”

"So powerful? College students? ”

"No, high school student, it should be a senior in high school."

"Old Yu, I understand, you are here to show us today. Hey, my unfilial grandson, if I have half the ability of your apprentice, I will be happy, people are really angry compared to people. The old man stood up with a snort, and looked at Lu Xiaoxi again:

"Do you know acupuncture? Try my wrist for me, and if you can heal my arm, and if you have anything to fix in the future, come to me. ”

"Xiaoxi, let me introduce to you, this is our Panqiao Qu Lao, who is known as the ghost hand, his hands are simply magical, broken into porcelain the size of a fingernail, he glued them to you."