Chapter 20 I'm a white mouse

"I won't ask you in detail about your origin." Tong Yuan glanced up at Zhou Tian and said lightly. Obviously, Tong Yuan did not believe in the life fabricated before Sunday. In a few days of getting along, Tong Yuan found that there seemed to be a lot of secrets on Zhou Tian's body. It is said that he is a scholar, but he is a good cook. You should know that this scholar can't enter the kitchen. But if it is a child of a poor family, there is still a frivolous drenness on this Sunday. Is it true that as the other party said, it is really a dilapidative son of a rich family, but Tong Yuan always feels that something is wrong with this.

Although Tong Yuan is still a little worried about the origin of Zhou Tian, Zhou Tian's performance in this period of time has won a lot of good impressions of Tong Yuan. At least Tong Yuan doesn't have to work and cook, and he can get a pot of wine every day. Such a comfortable life is better to continue...

"Uncle Tong is really understanding." Looking at Tong Yuan without any displeasure, Zhou Tian breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, the story he made up can be said to be full of loopholes. As long as he thinks about it, he can detect that it is false. Since Tong Yuan didn't want to ask more questions, Zhou Tian was naturally happy.

"Don't be happy too early. I don't want to ask about your origin, but it's not so easy to be my apprentice to Tong Yuan." Tong Yuan looked at Zhou Tian's happy appearance and snorted.

"I know, I know." On Sunday, he smiled and filled Tong Yuan with wine. As long as you open your mouth, the rest of the work will be easy to do. If you want wine and meat, I'll go to Hua Tuo's place.

"Have you seen Xiaoyun?" Tong Yuan quickly took a sip of the wine that was about to overflow from the glass and said.

"Yes." Zhou Tianxia consciously glanced at Zhao Yun, who was still trying to poke stones. What's the matter?"

"Xiao Yun, come here and bring that stone by the way." Tong Yuan waved to Zhao Yun and asked Zhao Yun to bring the stone that had been poked.

"Let's eat first and practice later." Tong Yuan took the stone, asked Zhao Yun to sit down for dinner first, and then hooked his finger at Zhou Tian and said, "Do you see the groove on the stone?"

"I see it." Zhou Tian nodded doubtfully. Why did the old man let me see the stone? Wouldn't he want to smash me?

"This stone was originally flat, and this groove was poked by Xiaoyun." Tong Yuan wiped the powder on the stone with his finger and said, "It took Xiaoyun two years to poke this stone into its current appearance. If you want to worship me as your teacher, poke that stone like this." Tong Yuan pointed to a stepping stone under the table.

"Do you want to smash it?" Zhou Tian touched the stone under the table with his foot and found that the stone was really hard. Can the stone not be hard? Isn't that nonsense?)

"What do you think?" Tong Yuan looked at Zhou Tian with a smile, and Zhou Tian closed his mouth knowingly.

Since the other party has given him a chance, he should try his best to seize it. Zhao Yun, a five-year-old child, can poke a hole in the stone, and he can still do it. At worst, I will spend more effort.

However, when Zhou Tian really tries to poke the stone, it is not as simple as expected. First of all, this action has to be done according to Tong Yuan's requirements. The right hand is behind, and the left hand should hold the wooden stick as a focus to slide the wooden stick to hit the stone. The action is not difficult, but it is not easy to do it accurately. Tong Yuan is too lazy to correct the action for Zhou Tian. Therefore, this kind of work naturally falls on Xiao Zhao Yun. Now Zhao Yun's boy is stinky and pretends to point out Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian learns quickly, so before Xiao Zhao Yun is satisfied enough, Zhou Tian's movements are already very standard.

The preparatory action is not easy to learn, and it is even more difficult to really start poking stones. On the first day alone, there were a lot of blisters on Sunday's left hand, and Zhou Tian grinned in pain. But in the end, I persisted on Sunday. Can't I do what a five-year-old child can do?

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He became Tong Yuan's prospective apprentice on Sunday. In addition to sewing, mending, washing and washing, watching the child cook, and rubbing a chicken leg at Hua Tuo, he poked a stone.

Therefore, in a family at the head of Zhaojiazhuang Village, people can always see two backs, one big and one small, each working hard at a stone.

Although Zhou Tian was only a prospective disciple of Tong Yuan, he did not treat Zhou Tian as an outsider at all, so Zhou Tian was rented by Tong Yuan to a tofu shop in the west of the village with a high salary of a piece of tofu a day tofu to help people make tofu.

As a result, Comrade Zhou Pipi's day became particularly full. He was busy all day long and never stopped, looking like a landlord's parent.

Zhou Tian thought that his life could not be more miserable, but he didn't expect that there would be more tragic things behind him - Hua Tuo's hemp boiling powder was finally about to enter the practical stage. On Sunday, when he promised to test the medicine before, he naturally played the role of a mouse.

And it turns out that it is quite dangerous for people to try medicine, so every time I come back from Hua Tuo on Sunday, I have a feeling of strolling around the bridge.

Although the medicine prepared by Hua Tuo has some anesthesia effect, the side effects are greater. On the first day, he went back with big lips on Sunday. The two lips were like monkey buttocks, and he couldn't even eat. The most abominable thing was Zhao Yun, who actually said that he would steal good food on Sunday and not leave it for him.

It took a day for Zhou Tian's lips to subside. On the third day, he was pulled by Hua Tuo to test the medicine. This time, it was even worse. After taking Hua Tuo's medicine, not only his lips were big, but his whole face was big, and he was not conscious. If it hadn't been for the swelling to subsided quickly the next day, he would have doubted whether he had facial paralysis.

On the fifth day, Zhou Tianzhen was afraid this time. He lay in the quilt and didn't go to Hua Tuo's place. However, Hua Tuo was not willing to give up. He lurked into Zhou Tian's room and put the medicine in the water he drank on Sunday.

This time, it was not swollen anywhere on Sunday, but there was a reaction in my stomach. In addition, I ate a plate of fried soybeans at noon on Sunday, so the result can be imagined.

My legs are numb! - Zhou Tian knew how Qin Shihuang made himself die.

However, after that time, Hua Tuo's medicine began to be a little reliable. At least, it was not allowed to test the medicine so frequently on Sunday, and most importantly, the medicine has gradually had the effect that it should have.

The preparation of Hua Tuo's hemp boiling powder has been effective, and Zhou Tian's poking stone has also improved a little. The continuous impact of two consecutive months has finally caused some dents in the hard stepping stone. Although the dents on Zhao Yun's stone are not as deep, the success is still waiting.

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