Farmer's Wife Has Space

Chapter 665 There Was Marijuana in Ancient Times

Yue Lingzhi said: "A Sangma, sit here, I have something to ask you, let's chat while eating."

Asangma just sat down.

"You don't have to be so reserved, so we can get along more happily."

"If we get along well with each other, we may hire you tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

"Really?"

Asang Ma quickly swallowed the dry food in his mouth.

He is actually a very cheerful person, and he is also very smart and eager to learn, otherwise he would not be able to master several languages ​​at the same time.

In their line of work, one must also be able to speak well, in order to be more pleasing to people and get more work.

But at the same time, you must also remember your identity, and remember not to do things that make your employer uncomfortable.

He was just afraid that if he sat and ate with his employer, it would make the employer feel uncomfortable because he was dressed too poorly.

As a result, he found that things were different from what he thought.

Gu Zheng and Yue Lingzhi really won't dislike him.

After lunch, Gu Zheng and Yue Lingzhi asked Asang Ma to wait outside for a while, and they went into the inn room to get something.

After entering the room, Yue Lingzhi opened the water bag, poured out some holy water, tapped some holy water with his hands, and put it in his mouth to taste.

Too bad I couldn't taste what medicine was in it.

Yue Lingzhi took several sips boldly, and it was as sweet as spring water, but he still couldn't feel other flavors.

But after a while, she felt a little excited. She wanted to dance and go out to have a good time. She even wanted to sing loudly, sing and dance, holding a microphone on the stage.

It seems to be described in a textbook, similar to the symptoms of taking ecstasy.

Yue Lingzhi immediately understood.

Could it be that marijuana was put in these holy waters?
The patient with liver pain was relieved because of the marijuana in the holy water?
Was there marijuana in ancient times?

If so, the problem is even worse.

Gu Zheng and Yue Lingzhi left the inn.

"A Sang Ma, can you take us to see A Sang Ma?"

Asang Ma, who is full, is more dedicated.

"Yes! He lives near my house, not far from here."

"Are we going right now?"

Yue Lingzhi nodded: "Go right away."

On the way, Ah Sangma couldn't help but asked them again: "Do you want to ask Uncle Aqima yourself to make sure whether the holy water really has the effect of curing diseases?"

"If holy water really has a healing effect, have you decided to buy it in large quantities?"

"Yes, we have this plan."

Yue Lingzhi had to admit this first.

Soon I arrived at Aqima's house, and the door of their house was closed tightly.

A Sang Ma stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Uncle A Qi Ma, are you at home?"

A boy about ten years old came to answer the door.

"Brother Asangma, my father and mother are at home."

Aqima shouted towards the door: "Is it Asangma? Come in."

Asang Ma said: "I brought two bosses here, I have something to trouble you, I don't know if it's convenient for you now?"

Aqima's voice came from the room again: "No trouble, come in quickly."

Ah Sang Ma is very strange, Ah Sang Ma's voice came from the room, and it sounded very weak.

Isn't his mental state much better than before after drinking the holy water?
Why are you bedridden again now?

Aqima's son whispered to Asangma: "Brother Asangma, my dad's stomach hurts again this morning..."

(End of this chapter)