The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"The First Family of the Tang Dynasty (

There are two sets of acupuncture and other body bronze men, enough for six doctors to study together.

In addition, there are several large-scale portraits of acupuncture and moxibustion. Although they can't let people administer acupuncture, they can let the doctors see the location of each acupoint more intuitively.

At this moment, Cheng Chubi quietly left the acupuncture department with Li Ke and Wu Shaojian.

"It seems that the hardship of medical treatment is far beyond the imagination of the younger brother." Li Ke sighed authentically.

"This is natural. The doctors of the Imperial Medical Office want to achieve academic success, for as long as a few years, as long as ten years."

"Dr. Hu has spent many years in the department of acupuncture and moxibustion. According to him, he has given acupuncture needles nearly a hundred times a day, regardless of the seasons of cold and heat."

Wu Shao's brows jumped at the monitor. When he was sick, he would get a few shots. Although he could bear it, he would have a hundred shots a day, tens of thousands of shots a year.

When I think about it, my scalp numbs. I'm afraid it's me. I really don't have the guts to study medicine. This pain is really not something anyone can eat.

"Fortunately, with this bronze man of acupuncture and moxibustion developed by Cheng Taichang and His Royal Highness, it can alleviate the suffering of countless doctors. It is really admired by the officials."

Cheng Chubi originally wanted these two to go to his own small courtyard to stroll around, but Wu Shaojian had to rush back to the general prison to handle official duties.

Since the imperial medical office here has recognized that this bronze acupuncture man is of great help to doctors, they need to do it as soon as possible.

More bronze men in acupuncture and moxibustion were cast and shipped to various states in the world. For those doctors to study medical skills.

As for Li Ke, he wandered around in Cheng Chubi's small courtyard and looked at the public house with a sense of four walls. It was really dull to the extreme.

I couldn't even stay for a cup of tea, so I urged that I had something serious to do, patted my **** and sprang out of the Imperial Medical Office.

Continuing his turbulent life and dude life of the bad prince of the Tang Dynasty.

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Cheng Chubi didn't bother to keep this good brother who looked like an awl under his butt.

After the emotional upheaval just now, Cheng Chubi's mood was a little long and hard to calm down.

After thinking about it, he recruited two loyal servants to continue playing cards to calm his mood.

After beating for almost half an hour, he touched his already empty belly.

Cheng Chubi led the two loyal servants again under the pretext of having something to do, and went out of the Imperial Medical Office, and arrived at a nearby restaurant with fairly good taste and began to eat and drink.

In the Imperial Medical Office, there are actually food, but Cheng Chubi is a man from the southwest of the motherland.

He loves spicy food and hemp, so it's hard to swallow the mediocre food in the Imperial Medical Office.

Unless there is something you can't get out of the house, otherwise this product will definitely not squat in the hospital.

Especially the roast leg of lamb in this restaurant is excellent. The chef is a wicked man with red hair and a bald forehead.

His tongue curled up and his beard turned red. But at any rate, the barbecue technique is first-rate, and Cheng Tai often comes every time.

The Huren chef would personally serve the dishes, using his very substandard Chang'an Mandarin to flatter Cheng Chubi.

After all, this whole street is already familiar with Cheng Taichang.

The scene of being able to capture the blackmailing bad guys while riding a horse is still fresh in everyone's memory.

Especially at the Double Ninth Festival a few days ago, this capable Cheng Taichang became the leader in one fell swoop with a powerful poem.

Even more, the merchants and residents in the market surrounding the Yiqian Imperial Medical Office have become more affectionate and affectionate towards this Cheng Taichang.

Although Cheng Taichang is the best in the Chang'an City of Datang, he is kind to others, even if he buys a cantaloupe, he has to pay for it.

He never bullies the market, eats like ordinary people, eats big fish and eats meat, and is very close to the people.

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"Daguan Cheng, how good is the lamb chops baked by the villain today?" The bald-faced Huren chef smiled and watched Cheng Saburo and the two pros feasting.

Well, appreciating people like Cheng Saburo who eat their own food is definitely a sense of accomplishment for a chef.

If it is a chef who is a bit inferior in culinary skills, he will surely increase his confidence.

Maybe it will be able to highlight the inspiration, make a breakthrough in cooking, and embark on the pinnacle of life.

"It's not bad, Lao Hu, your barbecue skills are not bad, and it's a bit different from ordinary Hu people barbecue."

"That is, but I used the seasoning from my hometown, the taste will naturally be a little different." The bald Huren chef said proudly.

I mentioned my real name to Cheng Taichang before, but every time I came here, I was still called Lao Hu... The bald Huren chef could only recognize this surname by touching his nose.

"Where is your hometown?" Cheng Chubi threw the bone in his hand aside, and saw a black dog rushing over, chattering, and disappearing instantly.

The agility of the movements made Cheng Chubi think of the fourth, fifth, and sixth brothers at home. Bah... that's his own brother, not a dog. Pay attention to this.

"That is a huge and unparalleled city, built on the strait. Only the city of Chang'an in the Great Tang can be comparable to a city..."

Hearing the weird pronunciation vomiting out of his mouth, Cheng Chubi was dumbfounded and raised his head to look at this one.

"Constantinople? Eastern Rome?" Cheng Chubi used these two words in a stuttering Italian.

After all, he is a high-achieving medical student. Although Cheng Chubi is good at English, he can only understand a little bit of other Western languages.

Well, the main idea is to understand the meaning of a few words.

The forty-something-year-old bald Huren chef opened his eyes exaggeratedly, staring straight at Cheng Chubi.

Then he opened his mouth excitedly and a bunch of Italian came out. Si Mo Xingzi almost flew to the roast leg of lamb in front of Cheng Chubi.

Cheng Chubi was immediately unhappy, and glared at this idiot in Italian and said angrily. "Don't be scornful to me, speak Chang'an dialect."

"...The villain dare not, he must speak Chang'an dialect."

The bald businessman who was shocked by the murderousness of the official Cheng nodded and bowed his waist~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and continued to copy the half-baked folder Changan's words.

"Then you can run far enough?" Cheng Chubi looked up and down the beard from Constantinople.

No wonder, this guy has a red hair and a red beard, his nose is so big, his complexion is indeed much whiter than a normal wave beard.

"Hey... I can't help it. I was originally a nobleman, and my uncle who was in business had been to Datang."

"He told me how prosperous it is, the silk that slips like milk is everywhere."

"The emperor here is like the sun under the sky, so noble..."

Cheng Chubi almost laughed when he heard the Ximanzi **** Uncle Li to Japan. Quickly drank two sips of the wine from the Western Regions and was shocked.

The two loyal servants looked at the blushing third son with a dazed expression, and didn't know what he was doing.

Cheng Chubi gave a dry cough and quickly turned off the topic. "Then you came to Datang with your uncle?"

"Yes, I came here, but unfortunately he didn't come alive, alas... he was halfway, in Persia, and was killed."

"Fortunately, I led the rest of the people, and after a lot of hardship, I finally came to Datang and lived here."

"Why don't you go back?" Cheng Chubi asked curiously, sniffing.

"I didn't dare to go back. After all, when my uncle came, he replaced almost all his belongings with various goods. He wanted to come to Datangda to make a fortune..."

The bald husky cook was full of sadness and desolation.

"This is really a sad story..." Cheng Chubi gave a big blow, and prepared to continue inquiring with great interest.

At this time, an officer of the Imperial Medical Office had already seen Cheng Chubi's figure, and was rushing towards this side.