(Severe diarrhea, slow update, hard work every day, I got weak in my legs, embarrassing)

"Every day is like the New Year." Yi Shi was stunned and repeated this sentence. Perhaps it was nothing in that era, but this era where I couldn't even eat enough was a valuable dream. Just like my father, I could eat meat every day in that era. "How about it, everything will be there, there will be rice, there will be big fish, Yan, do you think so?" Looking at Yan's big flashing eyes.

He nodded heavily: "Sir, I believe in you." Although the voice was subtle, it was sonorous and powerful. "So, what about your wish?"

"My?" Yi Shi pointed at herself, then raised her head, "A lot, for example, Yuzi can grow up quickly, A Xi can be more obedient." She paused and glanced, of course, you are also going to become more and more beautiful.

When Yan heard this, she showed a hint of panic, "Thank you, sir." After saying that, she quickly walked aside, obviously shy.

The bell of "dong, dong" was still ringing, and the surroundings fell into silence again. Yi Shi clanged the lucky bag in his hand and curiously opened the gift that Yan gave. An eagle embroidered on it was flying high. It seemed that he had spent a lot of time to come to Junxiu. Yi Shi fiddled for a long time and turned out to be a tumbler of Bodhidharma (if you are interested, you can use Baidu to find out what it looks like). Bodhidharma's right eye had already been clicked, and it seemed that Yan seemed to have some talent for painting. The point of the eye means that Yan's New Year wish was made. As for the left eye, it was the eye for fulfilling the wish. This seemed to be the one that wanted Yi Shi pinned it, and it seemed that Yan was still very smart.

After the New Year's bell was finished, everyone stood up and sent New Year's greetings to each other. Everyone's faces were filled with a joyful atmosphere, "Owner of the Pavilion, the New Year is blessed." "Grow more and more." "Long-lasting martial arts fortune" and so on, but they soon started to go to bed. Everyone hoped for a good dream to dream. Pray for the smooth and smoothness of the coming year, like a beautiful dream.

In fact, it seems that only a few women gave the gifts. The men all had a series of greetings, except for the god Lord. Nijo Xingong made a lot of amulets with bamboo, and put them on them with symbols made by Kashima, praying that you can be safe. After all, the God of Martial Eternity seems to be particularly effective. The general person has a new understanding of this person who is taciturn and still talks about something. This kind of quiet care arises naturally.

Generally speaking, visits are like China, first visiting the old ones, and then the younger ones. As the owner of the museum, Yishi was naturally the first to bear the brunt. As early as when he was sleeping, Kanta and Xizhilang at the door intercepted a group of farmers who came to visit Yishi. "You wake up, the sun shines on your butt, and your ministers are almost dismantling this place." The mirror pushed the Yishi, who was sleeping like a dead pig.

Obviously, I was still towering and lying straight on the wooden board without any wind or rain. "Hmm?" Obviously, this guy seemed to be sleepy.

"You go and have a look." Jing quickly found a hanging array for Yishi to put it on.

Yi took the clothes and walked to the door, and found a group of farmers guarding the door with radishes, millet and other grains. Seeing this, Yi could only hold hands and bow together, "Happy New Year, I, Yi Shi, Tianshan, wish you all the New Year." Then he bowed deeply, and the farmer Lima was in a pan. One of the farmers squeezed up and handed it over with a plate of soba noodles. "I know, I thank you everyone, please go back. Everyone's life is not good. Go back quickly, cook more, and eat yourself."

Then he turned around and walked back. This scene was really uncontrollable for Yishi. He could only let Kanta and Xizhilang continue to work.

The breakfast is very rich, eat beet fermented stews, soba noodles, etc., and drink Tusu wine. The ingredients of Tusu wine are cinnamon, windproof, and then put them in silk bags. On New Year's Eve, the silk bag containing medicine is sunk into the bottom of the well. The next day, on the first day of the first lunar month, take the medicine, soak it in a bottle of sake, boil it several times before drinking it. One of the ingredients, Chuanwu, contains aconitine, which is a highly toxic ingredient, and must be used to prepare aconitum. So this responsibility is given to the eye brother who is proficient in medicine. Moreover, this can also prevent plagues, which is really a special oriental custom. If you drink a cup of Tusu on New Year's Day, you will not get plagues in the year. It can be seen that plagues are really the enemy of that era.

The order of Tu Su's wine started from Shao, so the first one to drink was Tamako. For the girl, a small sip of Tu Su wine like Chinese medicine made her unacceptable. "I heard from the information that the Yuanzhan Temple was unconscious." After Yi Shi finished drinking, Fujitaka leaned forward.

"Coma?" Yi Shi was still very surprised by this.

Fujitaka nodded: "This morning, the monks came over and said that this adult suddenly fell into a coma. Last night, he suddenly had a fever and started to have a chill, and then he fell into a coma. No matter how many doctors treat it, they can't cure it, so I come to ventilate with you. Maybe during this period [31 Novel Network                                                                                                                                                                                                                 �

"In this way, what else has said?" continued to ask.

Fujitaka thought for a while, "The others seem to be gone, what do you want to know?"

"For example, the recent situation of that person's condition." It seemed that Yi Shi was a little anxious. After all, the old man was so stiff and undead that he was too mysterious.

"How could this be said to you? After all, everyone below hopes that this person will die sooner, and we are just hoping that that Lord Muzao is smiling now. I heard that when he knocked down the thief point in Changdao, I will come to celebrate you." He looked calm and said, "Actually, the world is like a crow, and the owner and I are not like this, so this hope should not be too great."

"Brother, brother, eat noodles." Tamako walked over with a bowl of soba noodles.

"Haha, Fujitaka seems I'm still very busy." He took the noodles sent by Tamako.
Chapter completed!