In recent days, the weather has been very hot, and the land has become more and more dry, and I sweat without sitting still in the slightest wind.

Today's rare heavy rain has watered half of the Central Plains, and the crops who live by the sky are here, cheering in the originally gloomy, damp and depressing weather, thanks to this heavy rain to alleviate the drought, this year is estimated to have a good harvest.

The heavy rain kept coming, and there was a sudden shouting in the small dilapidated room of Erwen's house, and Lao Wu covered his waist and said, "Oops! Something is wrong! Why is my waist so hot? It was like a fire inside. ”

The blind man was still holding a needle on the side, pulled out the longest one, held down Lao Wu and said, "It's hot!" My medicine has a miraculous effect, plus acupuncture and moxibustion, to ensure that the root of the disease is removed! As he spoke, he found the acupuncture points and pricked them several times in a row.

Acupuncture and moxibustion are all kinds of cow hair needles, and they don't feel much at all, but the plaster began to work, and Lao Wu felt that his waist was hot, and he was about to burst out of the heat, so he was a little scared and said: "Jiang blind, I, why do I feel wrong?" Why don't we get it? ”

But the blind man rubbed his hands together and said, "What are these words?" Bite? Can't you trust me? ”

Lao Wu hurriedly explained: "What is enough! Didn't I get all my injuries treated by you a few days ago? How could I not trust you? It's just、It just doesn't feel right."

Hu Dafang took advantage of their words, so he leaned over with a shy face, looked at the dense acupuncture on the plaster on Lao Wu's back, and said to Lao Wu: "It's almost tied into a hedgehog, does this thing work?" ”

Blind Langzhong had already begun to pack up his things under the oil lamp, put all the plasters on the table, pinched his fingers and counted the hours, and began to slowly pull out the acupuncture behind Lao Wu's back, and then wiped them clean in turn and put them into the wooden box.

Lao Wu's face was covered with sweat, and he wiped it indiscriminately, and asked, "It's over?" The blind man tied the package, turned his head to Lao Wu and said with a smile: "You move a little and try it, it is estimated that it doesn't hurt now!" ”

Lao Wu held the kang with suspicious hands, and propped up his upper body, but he was surprised to find that his back was really not painful. The original stiff feeling was gone, and I twisted left and right a few times, almost the same as when I was good, so I quickly got up and walked back and forth on the ground, and jumped a few times from time to time.

Hu Dawei looked surprised: "Oh, I said, Jiang Blind, you really have two brushes, Lao Wu's old waist board will be wasted at a glance, you can actually cure it, it's just that miracle doctor!" Tell me what's in that medicine? Why is it so good! ”

The blind man heard that someone called himself a miracle doctor, but it was also beautiful, so he piled up his face full of wrinkles, stroked his mustache and said with a smile: "You really think I am those charlatans in the past? I think when I was young, I was treated in Shanghai and cured a lot of incurable diseases. Do you know about Shanghai? It was the most prosperous place, and the rich landlords and landlords lived there, and there were also blond and blue-eyed foreigners, all of whom made me treated, and I think that one year, there was a man who had a man in his head."

As a result, the blind man seemed to be opened to the chatterbox, talking endlessly, growing things from the inside of his head, and still being able to pick it up when his head fell off, the more he talked, the more nonsense he became, and in the end, only Xiao Qi was still listening to him, and everyone else was looking for a place to rest.

Lao Wu's waist is not all good, but it is much more comfortable than just now, after walking around a few laps, I want to go to thank the blind man who is in the vernacular, but when he sees that big bag of plaster, he feels strange, so he asked the blind man what he is doing in the county, is it coming to the street to deceive people and sell plasters again?

Blind Lang Zhongzheng said that it was evil to give Xiao Qikan, and when he heard Lao Wu ask him if he brought plasters to the county to sell, he replied: "Oh, Lao Wu! You are too underestimate me, I have an old master in the county, I have been using my plaster to pull out the cold, and I have to send a pack in the middle of every quarter, which is a lot of money! After speaking, he still smiled with his smiling goatee.

Cold disease is not typhoid fever, it belongs to the cold evil attack surface, and the body's yang energy is not enough to defend, so it can not be soothed, so there are symptoms such as sneezing, nasal congestion, cold intolerance, headache, nausea and occasional fever, so Chinese medicine says that people with yang deficiency are susceptible to cold. But in the blind man, he said that the cold disease is the cold poison accumulated in the body in winter, and he has to use hot plasters to pull out the cold. But it may also be that there is an ingredient in his plaster, which does relieve the lack of yang qi, but the effect of the medicine is not strong, so he has to use the plaster every quarter to "pull out the cold disease".

But Lao Wu didn't care about the cold, he asked the blind man how much these plasters could be sold for? The blind man smiled mysteriously, then stretched out two fingers and whispered, "Twenty pieces!" ”

Twenty yuan, Lao Wu was dumbfounded on the spot, and stood on the ground in his pants and was stunned. After a while, the cool breeze under the crotch reacted, twenty yuan was not a small amount at the time, the last time they bet to buy a large vat of soju was only one or two yuan at most, this is enough to kill, a few plasters can be sold for twenty yuan, this is simply incredible.

But looking at the thief's smiling appearance in the blind man, it didn't look like a nonsense, Lao Wu kicked off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the kang, and then smiled and whispered: "Okay, you old boy, you dare to ask for so much money with a few broken plasters, who is the rich wrongdoer?" ”

The blind man looked at the few people around, and said with a smile: "In the north of the city, the rice shop on the left side of the Sanlian tile house, my old resident is the old shopkeeper of the rice shop!" ”

"Is their family surnamed Zhao? The old shopkeeper's name is Zhao Fuxuan, right? Lao Wu asked suddenly.

The blind man was a little surprised and said, "Hey, old Wu, you still know what the old shopkeeper is called?" That's right, it's called Zhao Fuxuan, and I've known him for many years. ”

Lao Wu frowned and looked strange, and suddenly raised his head and asked Blind Langzhong, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sell the plaster this time!" We just left from a deacon in the county, and the deacon said that there is a vain job tomorrow, and it is in the county's Zhaojia rice shop, and I have seen the dead man's sticker, which says that it is Zhao Jiamipu Zhao Fuxuan, I'm afraid you are one step slower, this package of plaster can't be delivered. ”

This time it was the blind man's turn to be dumbfounded, Lao Wu knew that he could react like this, seeing that the twenty yuan he wanted to get was gone, the blind man must have been distressed to death, and Lao Wu was still a little gloating. But the blind man looked at Lao Wu and said, "Impossible! I just came out of Zhao's rice shop, although I didn't enter the house, but I heard Zhao Fuxuan speak, and he also asked his second son to help collect the plaster and give me the money, and the bag I am taking now is asked by another person. After speaking, he took out four wet tickets of 50,000 yuan from his pocket, a total of 200,000 yuan, but the people called the big ticket 10,000 yuan, so it was 20 yuan.

Lao Wu remembered that he had just said all the wages in Pu Wei, and said that he would take a few brothers with him to work with him tomorrow, help paste white paper and hang white strips, and have to carry the bar when the funeral comes. Lao Wu saw with his own eyes the white sticker with the name of the dead man sent to Pu Wei, and it was yesterday, this doesn't look like a fake? Can the dead man still speak?