Chapter 47 Socks
Compared to the ancient genius doctor who has been doing well in the village in the past two days, Liu Shu was a little worried.
Hua Tuo was drawn by him in the lottery, and he possessed the unique Chinese medicine skills of this era. Even if Liu Shu thought about it with the back seat, he knew that no matter how awesome the old Chinese medicine doctor in this world was, he was just a disciple and grandchild in front of him.
Even if traditional Chinese medicine has been refined for a long time for 1,800 years, it is no longer comparable to that era. But where are the names of the three great doctors in Chinese history? Those who can engrave their names on the sky of history, can't that first-hand medical skills be compared to doctors who are now washed away by the wave of capital?
This may not only be attributed to capital. Chinese civilization advocates the doctrine of the mean. If it encounters a peaceful and prosperous era, it is extremely difficult for a great man to be born in medicine or literature. Instead, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the candles of civilization are as weak as beans, and many famous masters emerge.
Hua Tuo was born in such a turbulent era, and perhaps it was the times that made him.
But after all, no matter how awesome it is, ancient and old miraculous doctors do not belong to this era. What if the population survey came that day to expose this ancestor who was a completely evil household was exposed?
Liu Shu doesn’t want to be the “villain” of the national laboratory.
Liu Shu wanted to know when he would go back.
Occasionally, a note-based 'Great Compass' appeared, and he ignored Liu Shu's question. When asked about Hua Tuo himself, he looked calm: "I have also experienced such a travel to the immortal family in my life. How do I know when I left? Everything has been arranged by the immortal family."
Yes, this person has expressed his meaning very clearly: I am also a big girl in the sedan chair---for the first time, you ask me, who will I go?
Liu Shu can only prepare for a long-term life of "prizes" with himself.
Fortunately, there are three rooms in the old house, so it’s nothing to clean up one and let the old man live there. Although there is no money now, I don’t care about more pairs of chopsticks.
Especially, the things that the old man brought through time and space are old antiques from 1800! If they can be exchanged for money, let alone spending on the old man's living expenses, even if he wants to go to Dabaojian from time to time, Liu Shu felt that he could support it.
Unfortunately, Liu Shu, who was abacus, was destined to be disappointed.
That's not to say that the ancient miracle doctor refused to hand over the three treasures of medicine pestle, medicine mortar and medicine hoe. Liu Shu had long expected this. Who doesn't have a sense of ritual in life, right? I really give the old man a mixing juicer, why? Let the old miracle doctor cook soy milk! Do you want to add some crotons?
Instead, Liu Shu spent 250 yuan to buy boxer underwear, a set of sportswear, cloth shoes and sports shoes, revealing the new era sports atmosphere from the inside out, with the temptation of the new era and the explanation of the modern household registration system. It was finally said that the old man without an ID card would replace the old civilian Hanfu.
Then, Liu Shu mentioned the 1800 "antique" without stopping and went straight to Hudao Town, pulled Fatty Huang, and fired his newly purchased Great Wall Cannon and headed straight to the county.
As long as the county museum roughly verifies that it is an antique, Liu Shu planned to go to Qianjiang to find his former boss, "Sister Hua", to find a way to give the "antique".
As the saying goes, "Gold in troubled times, collection in prosperous times". Now, today, there are many people who like to collect this thing, and there are more scholars and arts in Jiangnan Province, which attach great importance to the protection of tradition. Liu Shu is not worried about taking action at all.
The premise is that the price is satisfactory.
If you can draw a few old men like this and scatter them, you can make a fortune! Liu Shu has unprecedented confidence in the future.
However, Liu Shu still remembers the director of the department who used the relationship between Fatty Huang's father and asked him to do so, and after seeing his "antiques", he looked disbelief.
Not that they were absolutely 1,800 years ago, but that they were smoked by 'antiques'...
Yes, what I saw was erect clothes, but what followed was the taste from 1,800 years ago.
Not to mention wearing glasses, the curator who looked cautious and planned to open his eyes, even Liu Shu and Fatty Huang who were watching him could not help but hold their breath at that moment.
The smell of sweat that was as timeless as aging was really hard to describe with adjectives. At that moment, he felt that he was not a talented man, but a slag.
Maybe, I was fooled!
Especially when the pair of long cloth stockings were lifted up, Liu Shu, who rarely blushed, felt that his tears were about to fall.
It's not because of shame, it's also fucked.
Perhaps the only thing worthy of comfort is that the curator affirmed the socks: Well, the socks are pattened.
No wonder Feng Qingyun and Tanxian are so beautiful that the old man who took off his clothes and wanted to burn them. Damn it, it turns out that he is going to destroy the corpse!
This person really can't just look at the surface. Liu Shu's memory of hard-working socks seems to have never recorded Mrs. Hua in history books. Damn, isn't such a tough woman worth remembering for him?
The final identification results needless to say. I won’t mention the fresh smell. Even the linen for making clothes is new. Perhaps the textile method is quite old and the imitation is good. After washing it, I may be worth 1200 yuan.
It turns out that I haven't even earned 25 yuan back...
Fatty Huang is indeed a friend and understands Liu Shu, who was driven out by the director with a look of contempt, had neither ridicule nor comfort her when she came out of the county museum, and was just a little worried.
"Ashu, 30,000 yuan is not a big deal. If you do well, you can make your mountain. I believe your ability. It is okay to earn 30,000 to 40,000 a year. You only need to pay back 5,000 yuan a year. I really can't afford it. Who, Dahan's sister is pretty good. When you get married, I will be a member of the company." Fatty Huang looked at Liu Shu who was driving and blinked, "I was worried."
"If you want to laugh, just laugh!" Liu Shu replied to him.
"Then am I laughing?"
"What do I say no?"
"I have to laugh if I say no!" Fatty Huang couldn't help it anymore. "Mom! Those long stockings, no, cloth socks, are just like a pair of boots. Do you know, I feel that at that moment, Lao Fan's face was like a lotus leaf, and was smothered by the poisonous gas you made."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The fat man in a crazy laugh obviously tried to roll in the passenger seat. Unfortunately, the narrow space and round body seemed to be squirming.
"It's funny, right? Then I'll tell you something bad." Liu Shu was unmoved, and drove attentively, saying leisurely. "I don't have money to get on."
The fat man's laughter came to an abrupt end.
"You don't even pay a hundred dollars?"
"There is no choice, it's all a poor person." Liu Shu glanced at the fat man, letting him fully understand what it means to be the old man who owe money.
"Ashu, I just like to see you as shameless." The fat man sighed faintly.
......
The dream of "antiques" went bankrupt like this. Although Liu Shu knew that the clothes and the already pattened cloth socks were taken off the old man 1,800 years ago, the bricks did not agree with it!
Perhaps, the preservation function of the big compass is too powerful! Liu Shu can only explain this to himself.
However, there are still gains in a faint melancholy.
After these three days of hard work, nearly 5,000 seedlings were planted, the spiritual energy value of the large compass finally accumulated 1,000 at the moment of complete completion, reaching the level of redeeming spiritual water again.
Chapter completed!