A few more days passed, and Ye Qingqing and Zhu Zi had prepared a relatively complete treatment plan. They were just waiting for Gong Yi's body to recover in a few more days so that they could perform his first snake venom treatment.

Ding Ba hasn't been sleeping much these days. He spends his nights at the club and his days chatting with Gong Yi. The grandfather and grandson have a lot in common and have a great time talking.

Gongsun Yu said that the old man and his cousins ​​didn't talk much, and they would stop talking after three sentences, but he and Ding Ba had a very pleasant conversation, which made Gongsun Yu very envious.

Ye Qingqing went to give Gong Yi acupuncture as usual. Lu Mo didn't go this time because he was very busy with company matters. Ding Ba went with her. This guy was particularly good at flattering people. Moreover, he had traveled all over the country and was very knowledgeable. He had one joke after another, making the old man laugh heartily every day.

"Once, the boss of Heping City made a bet and showed him his mistress's panties in front of him. They were black lace and a 36C. The boss's face turned black, but he still had to pay the bet. He made a small profit of 10,000 yuan, hehe." Ding Ba said smugly.

He was fifteen years old at the time. Although he was still a virgin, he had taken advantage of many women and knew a lot about the things between men and women.

Gong Yi couldn't help but laugh and teased, "Didn't you take the opportunity to grope me back then?"

Ding Ba laughed even harder, winked ambiguously, and whispered, "Absolutely, I touched it a couple of times, tsk tsk...as tender as tofu."

Ye Qingqing pouted, pretending not to hear, and remained calm.

An old rogue and a young rogue, they really do grow the same kind of melons from the same vine.

Gong Yi laughed heartily. He had talked a lot with Ding Ba these past few days and had a general understanding of his grandson's rise to wealth. Although his grandson hadn't followed the right path, he was quite remarkable for someone who had grown up without parents and was abused by an old pickpocket.

According to Gong Yi, Ding Ba is better than all of his dozen or so grandsons. If he could live a few more years and properly teach this grandson, Ding Ba's achievements would surely be extraordinary.

Indeed, children need to endure hardship from a young age to succeed. They can never grow into proud and upright bamboos in a greenhouse; they will only become delicate flowers that cannot withstand the wind and frost.

Gong Yi stared intently at Ding Ba, who was speaking eloquently, his gaze becoming more focused and meaningful.

Ding Ba felt a little uneasy. This old man's eyes were too sharp, like an eagle's; staring at him for too long made him uneasy.

"I heard from Dr. Bruno that you used the Egyptian pharaoh's cup as a spittoon?" Ding Ba joked with a smile, but he was actually quite curious himself.

Gong Yi scoffed, "What good is a broken cup if you don't spit on it? It's too big for drinking alcohol and too rough for drinking water. It can only be used as a spittoon."

Ding Ba felt a pang of pain in his heart. Such a valuable antique, and he actually said he was spitting on it. This old man was really wasteful.

"Your mouthwash cup isn't broken, is it? I heard it's the only one left in the world. It must be worth a lot of money. Even if you're rich, you can't waste it like this!" Ding Ba felt sorry for him.

Bruno didn't know what kind of porcelain cup it was, but he had some knowledge of antiques and knew immediately that it was from the famous Ru kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty. Such porcelain is extremely rare; to have even one is like praying to Buddha. This old man, on the contrary, actually used it to rinse his mouth!

This is even more sinful than making the seven fairies plow the fields!

Gong Yi suddenly laughed and lowered his voice, "I have two of those things. One was auctioned off at a high price, and I use the other to rinse my mouth. I just tell everyone it broke."

Ding Ba was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood and gave the old man a thumbs up.

No wonder he can make so much money; he's certainly got a knack for making money, a real shrewd businessman!