The fat man who has always been stingy and suspicious, likes to deal with anyone who does what he says, and who is trustworthy, he thinks that there is a saying that everyone will be easier to interact with, otherwise you will calculate me all day long, I will bear with you, you are still polite, I have to hold my breath, how to live this day?

For example, Song Lao is very good at doing things for people.

The fat man had one thing to say before, and the ugly thing was said in front, Song Lao also agreed, and the two of them took the time to write everything that should be written when they went back, and then exchanged ...... Everyone is at ease.

If the fat man prepares everything, and as a result, you Song Zhaosheng relies on the old and sells the old, relies on friendship or even status, or something, and wants to take the things away when you come, but you don't prepare the things yourself, the fat man's heart will definitely not be comfortable, maybe another person will be uncomfortable and endure it, but with the fat man's temper, he has to turn his face and put the notebook in his pocket on the spot: "Come and get me when you're ready." ”

So the fat man stood in front of the open car door, bowed down and looked respectful, but he held the notebook firmly in his hand, and said to Song Lao, who was sitting in the car and didn't need to get out of the car: "Old man, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other!"

"Hun boy!" Song Lao laughed, took out a black notebook from his bag and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man pretended to be a positive color, and handed over his notebook with a serious expression.

"Get out!" Song Lao scolded with a smile.

"See you in the ward at half past eight in the evening!" Wen Shuo took the notebook in a hurry, put his right index finger and middle finger together, shook his goodbye in a chic manner, and turned his head to leave.

The sedan drove away slowly.

Inside the car.

Song Lao couldn't cry and laugh at the fat man's stinginess, and he was reluctant to change to a new notebook, this was still the same book used to record Xu Fang's illness before, which seemed quite informal, as if the fat man didn't have much respect for his own mysteries and experience, and he was so casual......

But soon, Song Lao put aside these too worldly ideas and was attracted by the content recorded by the fat man.

Judging from the content, the fat man is undoubtedly a very serious person.

Not only is the record detailed, but there are also obvious revisions, revisions, and additions to some supplementary and detailed explanations.

At this time, the fat man found a noodle restaurant on the side of the road, asked for a big bowl of ramen, and while eating, he looked at the notes written by Song Lao, and sighed in his heart: "In the end, it is older than us, and the experience is enough, and the sentences written by people are extremely concise, so as to save paper and pen ......."

However, there are some professional words that the fat man still doesn't understand.

After eating, the fat man hurried back to the hotel - because it was the best room in the ordinary hotel, there was even a computer installed in the room, and there was free Internet to use.

This is an important reason why fat people spend a hundred yuan to choose the best room.

He pondered that if he had to live in Zhonghai for several days, he would have a ready-made computer and Internet, and he would occasionally be able to make video calls with Skullcap Zhi to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Now, computers and the web come in handy.

Some relatively professional words in Song Lao's notebook, the fat man couldn't understand it, and he was embarrassed to call to ask one by one. On the Internet, however, you can type in the meaning of such words at any time.

Staying in front of the computer in the room, the fat man was concentrating on reading and understanding the medical process, pathology, medicine and Chinese medicine theories written down by Song Lao.

He can imagine how valuable this thing written down by an academician is, so he should cherish it and study it very seriously.

Of course, the fat man thinks that those things written down by a mystic scholar are also very valuable!

So the two don't owe each other.

No, it should be said that Lao Song Tou made a lot of money......

The fat man bared his teeth and his heart ached, wondering how he could recoup some of his losses.

Half past six.

The mobile phone rang, and the fat man who was immersed in learning was a little stunned, and then he came back to his senses, and quickly picked up the mobile phone to connect, it was Ma Youcheng who called, he had already received Hong Shang, rushed to the second floor of the hotel where Wen Shuo lived before, booked a room, ordered a meal, and invited him over.

"Well, I'll be there in a minute. ”

Wen Shuo hung up the phone, got up, put on the satchel that had been packed in advance, stuffed the notebook into it, and then turned off the computer.

Turning his head and taking two steps towards the door, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the relatively new desktop computer, frowned and muttered, "I'm really willing to invest." Then he left the room thoughtfully.

Coming to the private room of the hotel that was scheduled, Ma Youcheng and Hong Sheng were drinking tea and chatting.

Hong Sheng was wearing a light blue short-sleeved T-shirt, gray trousers, and brown leather sandals.

Well, not seemingly.

Hong Sheng has always been a very rustic person.

"Master Ma, I've been waiting for a long time. Wen Shuo arched his hand with a smile, then glanced at Hong Shang, and said: "Master Hong is true to his words, but it is beyond my expectations, and he has traveled thousands of miles, which is even more admirable. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair and sat across from Hong Shang.

"I don't have anything to say if I want to lose. Hong Sheng said angrily with a straight face.

Ma Youcheng got up with a smile and walked to the door, and said to the waiter who was standing and waiting: "Hello, our friend has arrived, let's serve the food." ”

"Yes sir. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome, sir......" The waitress girl looked a little embarrassed and honestly afraid.

Wen Shuo turned his head to look at Ma Youcheng, who was walking back, and said sincerely: "Master Ma, I learned two more tricks from you. ”

"What?" said Ma Youcheng, surprised.

"Walking outside the door and asking the waiter to serve the food is one, and second, you say thank you to the waiter, and you say it naturally, not deliberately. Wen Shuo gave a thumbs up: "Admire!"

Ma Youcheng shook his head with a smile, sat down and said: "It's nothing, people, service is people's work, and receiving service is what we deserve, but respect is mutual, which is normal." ”

"Insightful!" Wen Shuo praised.

Hong Sheng rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "It's not too troublesome, where is there so much exquisiteness?"

This guy ......

What a natural stinky mouth.

It's not just because of bad mouth, it's not how careful he is, what evil thoughts he has, Hong Sheng said it is also the actual situation - people like him, as well as the environmental circle he has lived in since he was a child, including Qin Luofeng, who has always been a gentleman, has never eaten in a restaurant like Ma Youcheng, but sat in a private room, and if there is anything, just call the waiter in, and there is no need to say thank you.

As Ma Youcheng just said, it is all the work of waiters, and receiving service is what we consumers deserve.

As for what respect is not respectful......

Where are so many twists and turns, and it's disrespectful not to say thank you?

What kind of fallacy is this?!

From the bottom to the present, Wen Shuo is still inseparable from these deep-rooted concepts and habits, and he understands Hong Shang's words just now, as well as Hong Shang's mentality and thoughts at this moment, and even has a little bit of the same feeling that the hero sees.

But Wen Shuo knew that this kind of thing was not about right or wrong, but about the gap in the realm of spiritual thought.

Sure enough, Ma Youcheng just smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything more.

The meal was quickly served.

After the door was closed, Hong Sheng took out a small porcelain vase about ten centimeters high with blue patterns from the old canvas bag he was carrying, which was the kind of porcelain with a wide belly and a thin neck, with two on both sides of the neck, similar to a vase, but too small in size.

"Well, the evil aura is all in this. Hong Sheng got up and walked over, put the porcelain vase in front of Wen Shuo, turned around and sat down.

Wen Shuo smiled and picked up this obviously old porcelain vase, which still had traces of late repair of collision damage, but it was exquisite, and asked casually while playing with it: "Master Hong, how can the magic circle on it be opened?"

"With your cultivation, why can't you open it?" Hong Sheng snorted and said, "It's easy to disarm the magic circle and lay it down again." ”

"That's right. Wen Shuo nodded without humility.

Hong Shang put on a face full of reluctance, and said angrily: "Lao Qin and I have been busy for so long, nesting in the mountains and watching, setting up the altar to lay down the magic circle, and going to the capital twice, but in the end, it cheapened you." ”

"Luck, luck. Wen Shuo looked embarrassed, and at the same time found that at the bottom of this small porcelain bottle, there was a thick layer, which had been completely hardened, as if it had seeped into one dirty piece with the porcelain bottle, rough and ugly.

"Hmph!" Hong Sheng picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Ma Youcheng, who was sitting next to him, couldn't cry or laugh, and took a sip of the cup, which was regarded as a little respect.

And Wen Shuo ignored Hong Shang.

Wen Shuo blinked his eyes and said, "Master Hong, this bottle also belongs to me, right?"

"It's an old object, and you're too embarrassed to ask for it. Hong Sheng glanced at Wen Shuo with disdain, and said, "I have to give it back to Lao Qin when I go back...... Then, you'd better as soon as possible, oh yes, don't you have a jade pendant on you, store the yin qi in the jade pendant, and return the bottle to me. ”

"Stingy!" Wen Shuo pouted.

"Am I stingy?" Hong Sheng suddenly turned his face, glared and scolded: "You are generous, how can you be embarrassed to do such a thing?"

"What am I doing?" Wen Shuo said in surprise.

"You, you ......" Hong Sheng stammered and didn't know how to accuse Wen Shuo, and after taking a sip of wine, he said angrily: "If it weren't for relying on your own cultivation to be high, and playing tricks and pretending to be not a Xuanshi, and thinking that you are rich, how can you solve the matter of the theft of the evil qi, and also, and make a bet with me to win away?"

Wen Shuo immediately spat and said, "I don't have any money, my cultivation is not high, and I don't even have a cultivation behavior, Qin Luofeng did the right thing in this matter?

"I, I didn't mean that, anyway, ......" Hong Sheng looked embarrassed.

"Just talk about things, is it okay to talk about some reasoning? Cultivation is high and low, there is more money and less money, and it has nothing to do with this matter at all, what are you doing with all this?" Wen Shuo snorted heavily and said: "With your stinky mouth and stupid brain, you deserve to be pitted by Qin Luofeng, I knew that Lao Tzu wouldn't help you!"