Chapter 19 Zhao Yun, don't know the number?

In a word, Sunday's taste bud attack plan was quite successful. After Tong Yuan had enough to eat and drink, he was no longer difficult for Sunday, and he did not say anything to rush Sunday to leave. It's just that he still ignores Zhou Tian's love. He can't live for his own sins. Who let Sunday make up such a paragraph when he has nothing to do?

However, Zhou Tian also saw a problem from Tong Yuan's expression. Whenever he mentioned Shi Changshi, the corners of Tong Yuan's eyes would be slightly **. Obviously, there was a story between Tong Yuan and the Shi Changshi. Of course, it would not be a love story. It should belong to the kind of family.

Knowing the crux of the problem on Sunday, he naturally did not dare to mention anything about Shichang. Otherwise, if Tong Yuan would go crazy, his head would not have been smashed to pieces like watermelon.

To be honest, Zhou Tian is indeed a little unfair. If the story he had made up before had nothing to do with Shi Changshi, he might have been directly confused, and Tong Yuan felt that under the misery of his life, it was really possible to take himself as an apprentice immediately.

But now it seems that this matter has to be done step by step. When Tong Yuan looks at himself, the first phase of the plan will be completed.

The main reason why Zhou Tian has leisure and Tong Yuan is that there is no shadow of Hua Tuo's boiling matter. Although the boy said that he had begun to arrange it, Zhou Tian took a look and found that the boy was still in the theoretical stage. I have written a lot of prescriptions, but it is estimated that those peppers are really an anesthetic.

Although Zhou Tian doesn't know traditional Chinese medicine, the kind of peppercorn has been a big killer in the kitchen since ancient times, which has nothing to do with Ma Boiling, so Zhou Tian is very cheeky to get a few from Hua Tuo. When it's time to cook two good dishes, maybe Tong Yuan will eat well and take himself as an apprentice.

Although Hua Tuo's boiling is still a shadowless thing, Zhou Tian still pays close attention to Hua Tuo's every move. Zhou Tian knew that the ancient Langzhong liked to wander around. Moreover, Hua Tuo in front of him still belonged to the scope of the magic doctor. Maybe he was nervous and went out to travel that day. If you don't keep an eyes on him, in case he runs away, he will have nowhere to cry. So in addition to working at Tong Yuan, Zhou Tian came to stare at Hua Tuo.

Of course, in addition to staring at Hua Tuo's development of hemp boiling powder, Sunday sometimes rubs a chicken leg or something. Although the Zhao family village where Zhou Tian is now is not a big village, it is not difficult to find a few rich landlords.

Although Hua Tuo is sometimes careless, his medical skills are still very good. Those who are rich and sick naturally have to invite Hua Tuo to see him. And most importantly, Hua Tuo's grandson collects money very hard. Although he will cure you, it will definitely not be possible if you don't bleed. Therefore, as the most powerful man in the village, Hua Tuo's little son lives a very moist life. It is also a very common thing to have a chicken every three or five times.

Of course, there is also a reason why Zhou Tian can often rub one or two chicken legs from Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo's little monkey spirit, and he didn't do the loss-making business. It was precisely because Zhou Tian promised to help him test the medicine after Ma boiled and made it. Hua Tuo was so generous.

The chicken legs rubbed from Hua Tuo on Sunday are naturally cheap for Xiao Zhao Yun, and the food has been significantly improved. The weight of Xiao Zhao Yun has also risen sharply. Originally, some babies have a little more fat on their faces, but they are still pink, which makes people can't help it. I want to take a pinch.

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"Xiao Yun, what are you doing?" Zhou Tian, who came back from Hua Tuo, was in a good mood. The hemp boiling powder had some eyebrows. Although the experimental herbs were not ready, at least there was a little spectrum. When the herbs were ready, they could start to prepare them.

"8,844...8,845... Ma Bu didn't squat well today, and the master is punishing me." Little Zhao Yun replied as he poked the big stone in front of him with a stick.

"Or ten thousand?" Zhou Tian asked. At the speed of little Zhao Yun, it will be over after a few more minutes. The punishment is not too heavy.

"Yes." Xiao Zhao Yun, who was tired and sweaty, nodded. Obviously, Zhao Yun, who was focusing on poking stones, was not willing to talk to Zhou Tian.

"You poke it first. I'm going to cook. We still have chicken legs to eat today." On Sunday, he shook the oil paper bag in his hand and smiled.

"Thank you, Brother Pipi." When he saw the chicken leg, little Zhao Yun suddenly became energetic, and he poked the stone even harder.

When Sunday is ready, Tong Yuan also came back from the outside in due course. Tong Yuan's children have a good life in the past two days. With Zhou Tian, a full-time nanny, there is no need for the old man to wash and take care of the children (Zhao Yun) to cook. He goes out with his hands on his back when he is full all day long and works with a retired old man. Like a department.

When the meal was set on the table, Zhou Tian found that Zhao Yun was still poking stones. Zhou Tian wondered. Didn't Zhao Yun poke more than 8,000 just now? Why has it been half an hour and it hasn't been finished yet?

"Xiao Yun, how much have you poked?" Sunday walked over and asked curiously.

"It's more than 7,000 yuan." Zhao Yun said in the rain.

Is it possible that Zhao Yun counted backwards? It's not right. It's more than eight thousand just now. If you want to count backwards, it will have to go down five thousand anyway.

Zhou Tian observed curiously for a while and finally found out the reason - Zhao Yun didn't know the number!

Jumped from 7,000 to 7,000,700, and then jumped back to 7,000. I cycled with this. I don't know how this boy poked ten thousand. No wonder Zhao Yun's shooting skill is good. It turned out that he practiced it when he was a child. Who would believe it when he said it?

Of course, Zhou Tian will not say anything about this kind of thing. In case Xiao Zhao Yun's practice is delayed, it will be a great sin.

"Punpi, what are you doing? Why don't you come over for dinner?" When Zhou Tian was still thinking about whether to teach Zhao Yun the addition and subtraction, Tong Yuan suddenly shouted at Zhou Tian.

"The sun came out from the west today. Why did Tong Yuan suddenly talk to him?" Although Zhou Tian was puzzled, it was a good thing, so Zhou Tian still sat beside Tong Yuan.

"Uncle Tong, please call me." He said after sitting down on Sunday.

"I heard from Xiaoyun that you want to learn my shooting." Tong Yuan took a sip of the wine on the table and said.

Tong Yuan also drank wine from Hua Tuo on Sunday. Zhao Yun has chicken legs, so he can't make Tong Yuan's heart unbalanced. Besides, Zhao Yun's boy is just a fan of fire. Whether he can learn shooting or not depends on Tong Yuan's attitude. He will serve him no matter what he does. Okay, no.

"Yes, yes, does Xiaoyun's child still know what I think very well?" Zhou Tian flattered Tong Yuan with wine and said with a smile.

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