I eat property in Datang

Chapter 67 The Exciting Pink Ball
"Uncle Cheng! Uncle Cheng! Wake up, let's continue drinking!"

Huang Meng squatted down, shook Cheng Yaojin, and called several times.

Seeing that he really didn't respond, he said: "I don't want Uncle Cheng to drink so badly and get drunk so quickly, I will help you to rest."

Zhong Bo and others wanted to come up to help, but Huang Meng refused.

Now his strength is enough to lift Cheng Yaojin up.

Soon Cheng Yaojin was sent to the unoccupied West Wing Room.

Looking at the two big pink balls on Cheng Yaojin's left and right faces, Huang Meng muttered:
"Uncle Cheng, I'm sorry, I sacrificed my ego to fulfill my big ego. Whether the boy can change his luck, whether he can soar into the sky depends on you."

After smoothing his sleeves, Huang Meng moved his five fingers.

He patted Cheng Yaojin's face.

"Snapped!"

Although it took a little force, there was still some movement.

After all, Huang Meng's strength is not small.

"Ding! Hit a pink attribute ball and get lucky +40!"

What a beautiful voice.

Huang Meng then slapped Cheng Yaojin on the other right cheek.

"Ding! Hit a pink attribute ball and get lucky +40!"

It worked!
Got two pink balls!
80 lucky value. ,
So exciting!

"Boy Huang, let me tell you why you are so kind to toast Lu Guogong. It turns out that it is... hum!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded after Huang Meng's voice.

The pores of Huang Meng's whole body stood up.

Turning around to see, it really is Sun Simiao, an old man.

At this time, the old man had a thick smirk on his face.

It was as if he had seen through all his tricks.

"Have you seen the genius doctor?" Huang Meng asked in a low voice, his attitude became much more humble, and he stopped calling him an old man.

Sun Simiao nodded half-focused: "I have seen what should be seen, and heard what should have been heard."

Ruined.

When did this old man come?

There was no sound at all.

You actually stalked yourself, you screen voyeur.

The old man didn't expect you to be such a person.

Huang Meng complained wildly in his heart.

With a kind smile on his face, he said, "Well, if I say that I want to help Uncle Cheng sober up, would you believe me?"

"you guess!"

"..." Huang Meng.

Sun Simiao didn't say anything else, turned around and left the room.

Huang Meng glanced back at Cheng Yaojin, and suddenly his eyes became straight again.

"Ding! I found out that I drew a (60 poisons do not invade +[-]) word ball, do you want to draw it!"

"Ding! I found out that I drew a (60 poisons do not invade +[-]) word ball, do you want to draw it!"

Draw the word ball!
Huang Meng slapped his face first.

Because the two yellow-pink balls were still on Cheng Yaojin's left and right faces.

Can this TM not be so cheating.

Can't you change the place?

but!

Invulnerable to all poisons, this is a good attribute!
Why don't you come here now!
The opportunity should not be missed.

Huang Meng turned over his right palm and stared at Cheng Yaojin's two attractive yellow powder balls.

Finally, he took a step forward.

"Boy Huang, don't leave yet, the old man has something important to talk to you about!"

Sun Simiao came back again, and seeing Huang Meng still standing there, his outstretched right hand was obviously inclined to commit crimes, his eyelids twitched.

Huang Meng hurriedly withdrew his right hand, with a embarrassed expression on his face: "Well, I'll cover Uncle Cheng with a thin blanket, it won't be good if he catches a cold!"

Do you still need that thing at this time?

In the middle of June in Shuxia, you are teasing my old man.

"Ahem, I forgot if it's here!" Huang Meng's eyes drifted upwards, and he left the room as if fleeing.

Sun Simiao, an old man, can't relax.

I almost made it.

A hundred poisons do not invade.

My poison is invulnerable.

It seems that he is still not lucky enough, otherwise he wouldn't be in trouble recently.

With this in mind, Huang Meng immediately called up the attribute board and used all 80 points of luck.

With 80 points of luck added to my body, I didn't feel anything at all.

"Come with me!" Sun Simiao glanced at Huang Meng, then walked to the well courtyard, entered the front hall, and went up to the second floor of the restaurant.

Huang Meng followed.

When he came to a private room, Sun Simiao sat cross-legged and said, "I have told His Majesty about your plague method, and His Majesty ordered people to find cows that had experienced smallpox. For a great achievement, His Majesty will reward you heavily at that time, and your Huang family will be honored."

"Just this thing can honor our ancestors? Your Majesty is so generous!" Huang Meng never thought that the method of inoculating vaccinia could also make meritorious service and be rewarded.

Sun Simiao said: "Of course, do you think this is a joke? The smallpox plague is a serious disaster. Once the method of vaccination is feasible, do you know how many people in the world can be saved? How could His Majesty not take it seriously?"

"Eh! Well, I hope so, it's hard to find a cow with smallpox!" Huang Meng didn't give any hope.

But I muttered in my heart, 80 points of luck, could it be that this has blessed my luck?
Sun Simiao is also familiar with Huang Meng's temperament, and then said: "And your prevention and control method, I also inherited it. If your latrine is successfully renovated, it will also benefit the country, and His Majesty will also order it to be promoted to reduce Mosquitoes and flies breed and weaken the spread of germs, and you will be rewarded at that time."

Sun Simiao himself doesn't care about fame and fortune, so he won't hide the credit for the Huangmeng.

"Ahem, reforming the latrine is also good?" Huang Meng was completely surprised, but seeing Sun Simiao's serious expression, he swallowed the latter words again.

I no longer doubt the 80 lucky points in my heart.

Looks like this thing is really working.

"Of course, I also told His Majesty about your strong wine disinfection method. With this secret method, wounds can be treated with less infection in the future, so the empire's demand will be a little big. The old Taoist hopes that you can donate this method to the Tang Dynasty. I can make more spirits and benefit the people of the world, especially the army." At this point, Sun Simiao paused, and then explained:

"Of course, this is not a mandatory requirement for you, but an old-fashioned suggestion. After all, with this secret method, you can continuously produce spirits, sell them at high prices, and get a lot of money. The things are yours. If you want, I will transfer them for you." Cheng, if you don't want to, I will help you reject His Majesty.

With a seasoned face, I believe he will not do such a thing of robbery! "

The secret method for spirits!

This surprised Huang Meng a little.

But look at Sun Simiao's sincere and hopeful expression.

Huang Meng thought for a while and replied: "If it is really used to benefit the people all over the world, especially if it is used to treat the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, then I am willing to donate it, but if it is used to sell for money, I am willing to donate it." To take advantage of a layer."

Donating is no problem at all.

In fact, Huang Dameng did not lack the money.

He has many ways to make money, but if it is donated and then used by others for profit, he will feel uncomfortable.

For example, the practice of some red societies in later generations will make donors feel cold.

"Okay! The old man knows that you are a good boy. I will mention it to His Majesty. If he doesn't agree, the secret method will stay in your Huang family." Sun Simiao also heaved a sigh of relief.

How much is the value of this spirit produced? Although he is not in business, he has the vision to know that it must be priceless, enough to make people crazy and have evil thoughts.

(End of this chapter)