Siheyuan: Don't mess with me

After seeing off Lou Xiao'e, Zhou Cong rode his bicycle and rushed to the small courtyard assigned to him by the system.

After arriving, I was overjoyed.

This small courtyard is an independent courtyard. In addition to the two main rooms, there are also two side rooms.

One wing is the kitchen, and the other is a hut with a bathroom.

In fact, the courtyard is even equipped with furniture, even the bedding is brand new.

On the table were the property rights documents of the courtyard, stamped with a big red seal.

Judging from the conditions, this place is much better than the four large tile-roofed houses he had in the courtyard.

I got on my bicycle and went out to get four hundred pieces of briquettes.

Then, we went to Pigeon Market.

Although Cai Meng was not seen, he still got cloth tickets and cotton tickets.

It was getting dark and when I was about to leave, I happened to encounter an acupuncture box that someone was passing around from the seller.

Although the other party asked for 200 yuan, Zhou Cong bought it after seeing that there were all kinds of needles inside, including several gold and silver needles, and also bought an artificial leather package with the Temple of Heaven pattern printed on it.

, went to Donglaishun.

Section Chief Zhang is quite particular.

Although Zhou Cong said that he should bring all the people he can bring.

But he only brought the three clerks who helped with the work last night.

Shabu-shabu mutton, Erguotou!

The four of them drank so much that they had a great time.

Lao Zhang was quite good at drinking. After drinking, he was so sweaty that he even took off his cotton-padded jacket.

By the time it was over, I could barely walk.

Go out and let the wind blow, the wine will surge up and you will be swaying!

Not to mention riding a bicycle, walking on the sidewalk is difficult.

"Brother Zhang, please slow down! Profuse sweating will damage the yang, and prolonged diarrhea will damage the yin! You should take it easy in the future and replenish your kidneys!"

Zhou Cong reached out to give Section Chief Zhang a hand, then checked his pulse and tried to persuade him.

"Stop talking! My waist is getting better, at least half an hour each time!"

After listening to Zhou Cong asking him to replenish his kidneys, Lao Zhang started to brag.

"Brother-in-law, please stop bragging. Can you have three minutes now?"

Manager Wang on the side was also drunk and started laughing.

"Stop farting! I need at least ten minutes every time. Your sister begs for mercy every time!"

Lao Zhang blew his beard and glared and cursed.

"The relationship between my brother-in-law and my brother-in-law is very good! Why don't you talk about this!"

Only now did Zhou Cong know the relationship between Director Wang and Section Chief Zhang.

It looked like both of them had drunk too much, otherwise they wouldn't be able to talk about this matter.

But then again, isn’t this what men have to talk about when they’re together?

"But pull it off! If you keep bragging, I'll go to your house later and I'll tell my sister that I'll make you pay the public food tonight. Let's see who's afraid then!"

Officer Wang said disdainfully.

"Brother, you are my brother, but please don't tell me! Brother, you don't know the suffering of this middle-aged man!"

One sentence almost made Section Chief Zhang sweat, and he was speechless.

Sure enough, Director Wang stopped talking and fell into silence.

Looking at it like that, I feel quite sympathetic to Section Chief Zhang.

When he comes to this world in the future, Zhou Cong really can't imagine such suffering.

but now……

He understood.

Nowadays, there are basically no entertainment activities in the evening.

When it gets dark, I am reluctant to light a lamp for fear of wasting electricity and money.

It’s not just that little trouble between husband and wife!

There are only tired oxen and no dead plowed fields.

Over and over again, for thirty or fifty years, everyone's cow will feel weak and short of breath, and will collapse on the bed from exhaustion.

"Brother Zhang, what are you afraid of? Brother, I am a master at treating kidney deficiency! A few injections will keep you alive and well!"

Zhou Cong patted his chest when he thought of the lower third-level medical skills provided by the system.

"Brother, don't lie to me!"

Section Chief Zhang grabbed Zhou Cong.

Recently, as he gets older, the way his yellow-faced woman looks at him is constantly changing.

Why did he drink to death just now? Wasn't it because he wanted to go home drunk and not face his yellow-faced woman?

"What's the point of lying! Let's go to my place! I'll give you two injections. I'm sure you will regain your glory and become a real man tonight!"

Seeing that his current location was not far from his new courtyard, Zhou Cong took Section Chief Zhang and left.

Enter the small courtyard and burn the briquettes.

Zhou Cong asked Section Chief Zhang to take off his shirt, then took out the newly purchased needles and disinfected them one by one.

"Chief Zhou, are you okay?"

Seeing a row of needles, Section Chief Zhang was a little frightened and his body trembled.

"Don't worry! This is a skill passed down from my ancestors. Did you see it? These needles are made of pure gold, and these needles are made of silver!

Gold calms the mind and silver detoxifies, I have been playing with this since I was sensible!"

While Zhou Cong was comforting Section Chief Zhang, he had already taken a gold needle and wrapped it around his finger.

With a movement of thought, the golden needle suddenly bounced straight.

"Good job!"

Although they didn't understand medical skills, Section Chief Zhang and Officer Wang didn't realize how serious it was when they saw the golden needles turning from curled to straight.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Cong raised his hand and stabbed Section Chief Zhang with the golden needle.

"It doesn't hurt at all!"

Section Chief Zhang exclaimed in surprise.

"I just said it's okay!"

Zhou Cong laughed and quickly pricked Section Chief Zhang into a hedgehog.

"Take the injection in half an hour, and when you get home, you can kill everyone!

But this is just to initially strengthen your functions and let you know what I am capable of!

If you want to fully recover, you have to be intubated for another week!"

While boiling water, Zhou Cong educated Section Chief Zhang.

In fact, he doesn’t have to treat Section Chief Zhang!

At this stage, the relationship between the two is just mutually beneficial, where he pays and Section Chief Zhang does things for his face.

He gave Section Chief Zhang an injection because he wanted to get closer to Section Chief Zhang.

Secondly, I also want to spread my skills through Section Chief Zhang's mouth, so that more people will come to see me for medical treatment.

In this way, these people owe you a favor, and you can use it to get some good things and form a huge network of relationships.

In this way, even when the wind blows in the future, he will be able to live a prosperous life.

In the words of Sha Zhu, a cook cannot starve to death in a famine year.

In the same way, there is such a medical skill!

Be it a peddler or a pawn or a noble official, no one dares to offend him and everyone must be respected.

The water is boiling!

Since there was no tea here, I could only pour three cups of boiled water and drink it in small sips.

Very quickly, half an hour passed.

After Zhou Cong took up the needle, he put it into the needle box.

"How's it going! Brother Zhang!"

Zhou Cong smiled when he saw Section Chief Zhang hunched over.

"It looks good now! I have to go home and see if the effect is good!"

Section Chief Zhang had sobered up a lot and was not as drunk as before. He was embarrassed to say it directly, but he smiled honestly.

"Okay, tell me the results tomorrow!"

Zhou Cong followed, packed up his things, put out the fire, got up and left the yard.