Chapter 1 Tea

Ximenqing

Ximenqing opened a pharmacy in Yanggu County. Although his ancestors had some family background, there was only an empty shell left in his generation. The most painful thing in one's life is to fight against fate, knowing that it is fruitless. This is what Simon Qing often thinks about.

In a world that is not very peaceful, as a middle class with only empty shells, they have to play some parent officials, and sometimes they also have to play some parent officials, and parents of parent officials. A few years ago, relying on the sitting man in the pharmacy and watching people grab medicine can make more profits. But now that Lang is thinking about living, he has understood that it is better to go out of the court than to sit in the court. Anyway, he has the ability and skills. He carries several common drugs on his body. He can prescribe these drugs when he encounters any disease. At worst, he can't be cured or not. And the patient's family is also happy to relax. In fact, Ximenqing also saw through. Not all patients looking for Langzhong want to live, and some of them just take a form.

It's like people live their lives, many of whom are just taking the form or being forced to take the form.

A few years ago, Ximen Qing stayed in the pharmacy every day and felt that he had to look like an owner. But slowly he found that he was a superfluous person in the pharmacy. The delivery of the interests of the shopkeeper and the clerk, the rules of picking and selling goods, all people hide it from him, but do not hide him. This kind of respectful and inconceive behavior makes people angry. But Ximenqing also understands that it is impossible to open all these people. Even if he can open all of them, the newly hired people may be more than the unspoken rules of these people, and may not even respect respect. You should know that there is not only one pharmacy in Yanggu County, but every pharmacy needs a knowledgeable shopkeeper and a man who knows medicinal materials. In troubled times, Liba, who is covered with muscles on the roadside, is not easy to find, not to mention these drug-literate people.

Fortunately, the unspoken rules of these people are also clear about how much profit they will leave for their owners. Ximenqing is also happy to be a boss. After all, if there are too many owners in the industry, other pharmacies will not be hired. This delicate balance has been preserved from ancient times to the present and will remain.

So Ximenqing likes to hang out. The energy of doing nothing always needs to be vented and vented, not to mention a young man.

For a young man, there are nothing more than two things to pursue, that is, money and women.

The road of money is not up or down for Ximenqing. Although sailing against the water, even if you row hard, you can't earn any small waves. Ximen Qing, who can do nothing about money, can only turn his energy to women. Generally speaking, this is no problem.

But things in the world are afraid of the words "speak" and "if". If everything can be said, as long as you do the same operation as a mathematical problem before everything starts, you can directly know the result, and the process can be completely omitted. And if you are given countless chances to come back and enlarge the effect of probability infinitely, it is almost the same as it is said.

Ximenqing should be very good at engaging in women, but the reality is that Ximenqing is also good at engaging with women.

Ximen Qing was not willing to marry any woman like ordinary broken households, and lived a restless life. He always feels that he is a pursuer and can't be careless about women. It can't be said that the national color is fragrant. Anyway, I have to talk about it. At least after the fat powder is removed at night, I can only blow the lamp and draw wax. In addition, this personality can't be too strange, and marrying a wife is not a mother.

Ximenqing's heart is eager for love, but those who take the initiative to propose marriage are all about his pharmacy. And what he likes are all consumed by senior officials or rich people in the state government. These days, chasing girls is often more money than anyone else. Although young men are easy to concentrate, fortunately, Ximen Qing is still a rational young man and will not take a little property to fight with these people to the death.

Love to Ximenqing is extremely far away. But love can be idle, and some things are uncomfortable.

In this way, there are more and more unclear women, but these women are also the meat of the wind and moon field, and the names of Ximen officials have spread.

This has produced two direct results: one is that a good woman is getting farther and farther away from Ximenqing and can't afford to lose this person. Similarly, the love that Ximenqing is looking forward to is getting farther and farther away from him; the second wind and moon field is getting closer and closer to him, because everyone believes that he belongs here, and it is really difficult to quit.

If life is such a nightmare, would you like to wake up? Ximenqing wants to wake up, wants everything to start again, and wants to prevent life from rolling according to the past inertia. If a person's life is arranged before birth, what's the difference between this person and salted fish? Of course, the difference still exists. The high-ranking salted fish will be happy with all this. Of course, after a short period of happiness, their domineering will quickly drown everything; and the stinky salted fish at the bottom have cursed this inertia and their bad luck all their lives.

Yes, it's a tragedy. Every day is a repetition of the past.

As mentioned above, everything is routine. But the world can last so long that a person can always find hope to continue to live because there are indeed uncertainties in the world. Although everything is relatively static, it only takes one fluctuation, and everything can be changed. Beggars will become emperors one day, and princes may also become ants.

One morning, Ximen Qing ate his breakfast in a small teahouse as usual. When he wanted to hang out on the street after eating as usual, he suddenly felt that he was not full. So he stopped, asked for another snack, and ate it in a fragrant time.

This snack is a snack that changes everyone's fate.

Ximenqing got up, tidied up his clothes, and began the day's swing. When I wandered until noon, I should have found a place to eat, but because I ate more snacks in the morning, I didn't feel very hungry. Fortunately, I continued to be idle. For Ximenqing, the fun of eating was limited.

Yanggu County is not big, and in the afternoon, Ximenqing also wandered to Zishi Street. Is this Zishi Street so lively? People come and go bustling. A few days ago, a tiger- Fighting Hero named Wu Song appeared on Jingyanggang. It is said that the god descended to the earth and killed the big worm with hanging eyes and white forehead with three punches and two feet, and the whole Yanggu County was shocked. It can even be said that the whole state capital has been shaken. Even his old lover talked about Wu Song when he was in the clouds and rain. What Ximen Qing didn't expect was that a reckless man with little money could become the fantasy object of the wind and moon woman. It can be seen that it is also very important to know martial arts. It is said that Wu Song's eldest brother lives in this Purple Street, and Ximen Qing also heard from his neighbors, saying that Wu Erlang, who is as tall as a god, has a dwarf brother, and no one can believe that he is a compatriot. Every time Ximen Qing stopped here, he would smile bitterly: Wu Er's tall and majestic Wu Da and Wu Da's pus were short, which could not be decided by themselves. All of this was determined at birth.

Even if Wu Da kills the tiger, no one will willingly admit that dwarfs and dwarfs can become such heroes.

But anyway, after Wu Er killed the tiger, Wu University's business was much better. I forgot to say that there is no need to say anything. Everyone knows that Wuhan University sells pancakes. It is rumored throughout Yanggu County that Wu Er was born with magical power because he snacks his mother's pancakes, and Wuda's pancake skills are passed down from his mother's. Countless parents who hope that their children can be as powerful as Wu Er; countless young men who hope that they can be powerful; countless middle-aged and elderly men who hope that they can be powerful in some places; countless women of all ages who hope that their partners can be powerful. In short, everyone comes to buy Wu University. The pancake. All this made Wuda feel unprepared. Wuda raised the price, but he didn't expect the business to be better. People think that cheap goods are not good, and good goods are not cheap.

In time, Purple Street may become Shaobing Street. It is said that some people have found Wu Dalang, hoping to jointly run a pancake stall, and some good people even say that they can search for dwarfs similar to Wu Dalang's height across the country to sell pancakes to achieve the purpose of selling pancakes. What's more, some people have proposed that Wu Dalang's pancake can no longer be sold now. This belongs to national resources and must be protected. Otherwise, once other barbarians master this pancake technology and organize a "Wu Er" army to attack the Song Dynasty, it will be a great thing. And the most unbearable thing is that once this happens, I'm afraid that a considerable number of women will change the nationality of the Song Dynasty and turn to Fanbang. The county magistrate has been at a recent local merchant meeting, hoping that other merchants can learn from Wuhan University, and also pointed out that Wuhan University's tax next month should be doubled first. There's nothing we can do. It's clear that the government has to work hard. This is the original words of the county magistrate. But the embarrassing thing is that Wuhan University did not attend the day of the meeting, but who cares whether a dwarf is there or not?

However, Ximenqing doesn't believe this. If he could kill a big worm by eating a pancake, he would have no bed for a long time. Facing or against the chaotic flow of people, walking on this street that may be renamed at any time has a sense of vicissitudes. When Ximenqing was extremely focused, he suddenly heard someone "ah" behind him. A little man selling pears with a basket was covering his head and looking up. There was a stick on the ground. Looking along the net, you could see a shadow that had not been closed the window. Obviously, the pear little brother was hit by the fork stick that supported the window. The little man was crooked and cracked, and the action of covering his head was more funny. This living painting made Ximen Qing feel good and turned away with a smile.

This is exactly:

The fork stick should have fallen at this time, who would have expected that you had passed by. Asking where to find it, the shepherd boy pointed to the breakfast cake.

Good poetry, good poetry.