Wu Nian wore a blue narrow-sleeved brocade robe today, and he didn't need to roll up his sleeves. Hearing this, he stood up, walked straight a few steps, came to a man, took a spoon, and scooped a spoonful of oil.

Then his feet stood still, like the roots of an old tree. Raise your right arm flat, then tilt your arm slightly and pour out the oil from the spoon.

Oil is not water. It is viscous and easy to control. Although the spoon is very large, Wu Nian controls the spoon, so that the oil inside is like a thin rope.

At first he didn't align it, and a little oil spilled on the ground. But with a little control, most of the oil passed through the square hole of the copper coin and entered the gourd.

As Wu Nian revealed his hand, the faces of the few people who were not out just now suddenly turned pale.

After Wu Nian poured a spoonful of oil into the gourd.

"Bang bang." Xiaohong stretched out her little hand and patted her palms red, raised her eyes to look at Wu Nian and said, "Congratulations to this son, for the opportunity to meet my young lady." Please. ”

As she spoke, Xiaohong winked at Wu Nian mischievously, then twisted Xiaoman's waist and walked towards the corridor.

Wu Nian followed in stride in the eyes of the rest of the people with envy and jealousy.

There is a hole in this bright moon building. Wu Nian followed Xiaohong around and around before he arrived at a courtyard.

The courtyard is not big or small, but it is well equipped. There are rockeries, ponds, and bridges.

Xiaohong took Wu Nian to a building.

"Childe, my young lady is in the building." Xiaohong blessed Wu Nian, then turned around again and entered the building.

Wu Nian looked up and saw the candlelight on the second floor, and vaguely saw a beautiful woman sitting by the window, with a beautiful shadow.

Maybe it's a hard-won opportunity. Wu Nian had no other intentions for this smoke-like girl. But at this moment, there is also a sense of anticipation.

How good-looking is this Wang Ruyan, and what kind of body fragrance does she smell.

"It seems that I am also a mortal." Wu Nian laughed at himself and shook his head. Then he took a step and followed Xiaohong into the building, up a slightly steep staircase, to the second floor.

The second floor is a hall structure that is clear at a glance.

Directly opposite the staircase is a screen, on which are engraved poems that Wu Nian has never seen. In front of the screen is a long black table with a delicately crafted black guqin.

Zhuo Hou is a black bamboo chair.

In the center is a beautifully crafted mahogany round table.

Looking at the structure of the room, Wu Nian knows. This should have been a place where the Qing people and the talented people fought against each other and played the qin and drank.

The beauty is there, but it's a little weird.

Wu Nian looked at the person sitting at the table. She is twenty-eight years old, and she has a standard melon seed face, with snow-white and firm skin, which can be broken by blowing.

A pair of big eyes are bright, the eyelashes tremble slightly, the small mouth is ruddy and plump, and there is a slight smile. It's so nice to laugh at, revealing two small pear vortices.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Wu Nian was a little surprised. Speaking of his two beauties, they are also the choice of the moment. Liu Xiang is a small jasper, cute type.

As time passed, Liu Xiang's skin became whiter and more tender day by day, and she looked better day by day.

Chan is a woman. The appearance is outstanding, the weak and delicate make people pity, and the figure is seductive, which makes him love it.

As long as he is at home, he will hold that fragrant and delicate body and do whatever he wants.

But none of them are as good-looking as the person in front of them.

Not only is she good-looking, but her figure is also outstanding. Although it is not as mature and beautiful as Chen's, it is a standard dancer figure.

The chest is very firm.

The waist is very thin.

The legs are long.

Wu Nianyou was amazed, remembered her rumors, and couldn't help but smell the air. This huge living room can't hide too much fragrance.

But Wu Nian still smelled a vague fragrance. This fragrance is not the scent of rouge, but a very special scent.

Wu Nian had never smelled it, he couldn't describe it in words, he just felt that it smelled good and fragrant. It makes him feel like he is fluttering.

People are beauties, and incense is real incense.

But it's just that people are weird.

I saw that she was wearing a blue square cloth hat, and her black hair was hidden in the hat. He wears a cyan men's kaftan with a black belt around his waist.

Her waist is really thin.

People can't help but worry about whether it will be broken.

This dress is very familiar, Wu Nian looked at the square black medicine box on the table, and the gray pulse pillow. I couldn't help but suddenly realize.

Isn't this the dress of the doctor in the hospital?

What a clear man, it's just funny.

Xiaohong had already stood beside the female doctor, looking at Wu Nian's surprised look. She covered her mouth with her little hand and sneered. He blessed Wu Nian and said, "Childe." Blessed are you tonight. My lady sits in the museum to see a doctor. ”

After a pause, Xiaohong raised her head and said proudly: "My young lady is proficient in the art of Qihuang and specializes in treating incurable diseases. No matter what the disease is, keep the medicine until the disease is removed. ”

Wu Nian also entered an ancient brothel for the first time, so he was not very familiar with it.

But this scene is definitely not mainstream.

He came here for her and not her. He paused, thought for a while, and then took a step, came to Wang Ruyan and sat down, stretched out the palm of his right hand upward, and naturally placed it on the pulse pillow.

"Then there's Dr. Lao."

Wu Nian said with a smile.

Wu Nian's appearance made the master and servant a little surprised. Wang Ruyan's dress tonight is not common, she originally planned to be scared.

But Wu Nian was so calm.

Wang Ruyan smiled lightly, calmly and generously raised the snow-white jade hand, and gently placed it on Wu Nian's wrist.

Silky to the touch and slightly cool. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Wu Nian only felt a wave in his heart.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

It's really lustful.

This is the first Qing man in Liaodong, and he really deserves his name. Even with his concentration, it was like sitting on the clouds, fluttering and thinking about what was wrong.

After a while, Wang Ruyan withdrew his jade hand and lowered his eyebrows.

Wu Nian had already settled down, and asked with a smile, "Doctor Wang." Am I sick? ”

"I'm sick." Wang Ruyan raised his head and said seriously.

Wu Nian only thought she was fooling around and didn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "How's the illness?" ”

"It's not a big deal." Wang Ruyan turned his neck, very elegant.

"What disease?" Wu Nian said casually.

"Liver disease. Drinking too much alcohol. ”

"Kidney disease, recent excessive intercourse, small loss of sperm and blood."

Wang Ruyan said.

The smile on Wu Nian's face was wooden, and he looked at Wang Ruyan with some surprise.

Put it really accurately.

Didn't you say that Wang Ruyan had no talent? Is medical skill considered a talent?

Needless to say, drink too much.

Recently, he has been in Chen's body, and he is indeed an old ox plowing the field, and he is very diligent.

Although Wu Nian affirmed her medical skills, he still couldn't help but smile and said, "Then can I still be saved?" ”