As soon as Song Tiantian ran out of the fence gate, she saw Xiangfangnan holding the small wooden stick she had carved and tracing along the patterns on it with a lost look on his face.
At the breakpoint, Xiangfangnan couldn't help but pause: "What a pity! Why is it not finished?"
"How do you know it's not finished?" Song Tiantian asked him in surprise.
"It feels like," Xiangfangnan handed the stick back to her. "I feel like there's a part of the pattern that's not finished yet."
Hearing this, the system couldn't help but say to Tiantian: Tiantian, Nan Nan's mental power level is definitely not low.
Although I haven't tested his mental power yet, just by drawing the incomplete guide map on the wooden stick, he can trigger mental fluctuations. This kind of talent is absolutely impossible unless he has reached A level or above!
"Yes, there is still a part that has not been finished. Do you want to take a look?" Song Tiantian invited Xiangfangnan.
"Okay." Xiangfangnan also wanted to know what the unfinished pattern on the back of the wooden stick was.
"Come with me."
As she spoke, Song Tiantian pulled Xiang Nan and ran towards the room.
As soon as she entered the room, Song Tiantian took out a piece of paper and a pen from her schoolbag and started drawing on it quickly.
At the beginning, Xiangfangnan stood behind Song Tiantian. When she was halfway through drawing, Xiangfangnan moved closer to the drawing Song Tiantian was drawing.
Xiangfangnan looked at the pattern that was gradually taking shape above, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
His fingers unconsciously began to trace the pattern on the drawing.
As he was drawing, his mental power kept expanding and retracting along with the pattern he was drawing.
[Is Tiantian drawing patterns on the sticks? ]
[It seems so, but Nan Nan blocked it. Otherwise, we could have seen Tian Tian’s painting skills.]
[Definitely not... Uh, I take that back...]
[Is this indeed the picture engraved on the small wooden stick?]
[They look completely identical and have nothing to do with each other...]
The drawing in Song Tiantian's hand was filled with circles of messy lines, crisscrossing each other, making people feel dizzy.
But it was this drawing that made Xiangfangnan stare at it intently, and when He Jingnian called them out to eat grapes, he couldn't help but hold it in his hand.
At the same time, Yang Donghai and Dean Zhou, who had been working all night and morning, were completely exhausted.
Dean Zhou had dark circles under his eyes. He kept grabbing at the few remaining hairs on his forehead and staring at the paste in the medicine jar that was almost the same size as his eye sockets. "Impossible! Why didn't it work?"
"Including this one, we have already boiled fifteen or sixteen pots of medicine, but there is no sign of Jingyuan Jiedu Pills at all?" Yang Donghai was also a little overwhelmed.
"Impossible, we must have made a mistake somewhere." Dean Zhou scratched his forehead and reached for the medicinal herbs placed aside.
Unfortunately, all the herbs on display had already been used up by them.
Yang Donghai looked at his empty hands in a daze and said, "Dean Zhou, I really can't do it anymore. I need to go to sleep, otherwise I will definitely die suddenly."
Dean Zhou shook his already somewhat confused head, glanced at the sun hanging high outside, then glanced at the clock hanging in the medicine room. Seeing that it was already past twelve o'clock, he couldn't help but gasp: "It's already twelve o'clock?"
"Yeah." Yang Donghai tried hard to keep his eyelids open. "It's already so late, no, so early. Let's go home and have some sleep first. We can then experiment with the prescription after we wake up."
Dean Zhou couldn't help but yawn at this moment: "Okay, then let's all go back and rest for a while."
With that, the two middle-aged men, both marinated in Chinese medicine, staggered out and returned to their respective homes...
After giving the blueprint to Xiang Nan, Song Tiantian put the matter aside and happily ran behind Lu Chuanbei to steal the fried loaches.
However, Xiangfangnan seemed to be fascinated by this blueprint. All he could see and think about were the mysterious and scattered lines on the blueprint.
When Fang Xiuzhu brought the prepared food to the table, he saw Xiangfangnan squatting at the door of the main room, holding a drawing that looked like a ghost painting in one hand and drawing on the ground with his fingers.
"Nannan, what are you doing?"
It took Xiangfangnan a while to react: "I'm looking at the map."
"Is this a drawing?" Fang Xiuzhu looked at the drawing in his hand with some suspicion: "It looks like a ghost's painting."
"It's not a ghostly scribble, it's a blueprint." Xiangfangnan said, "Also, I've discovered that following the pattern, I can feel a very comfortable aura."
Fang Xiuzhu directly put the back of his hand to his forehead: "You don't have a fever, why are you still talking nonsense?"
"I'm not talking nonsense." Xiangfangnan said to Fang Xiuzhu seriously, "If you don't believe me, just follow the pattern above and draw. You'll feel very comfortable."
Fang Xiuzhu looked at the talisman on his hand and said, "Forget it. I'm not interested in this painting."
Xiangnan felt a little disappointed because of Amway's failure.
"Brother Fang, Nan Nan, what are you doing at the door? Come over and have dinner."
"Yes, the food is all here, we're just waiting for you."
"Here we are." Fang Xiuzhu took Xiang Nan's hand and said, "Let's go. Let's eat first."
"Um"
The dining table in Grape Courtyard is filled with loach-based dishes, such as crispy loach, loach stewed with tofu, stir-fried loach with sauerkraut, and steamed loach with rice flour.
[This is probably a loach meeting...]
[Is the loach above trying to make me die of laughter by holding a meeting? ]
[All I can say now is that Director Xu is awesome. He listed a bunch of loach dishes in the morning and served them on the table at noon.]
With Director Xu, Grape Courtyard's menu has expanded significantly!
[However, I still like watching Xiao Lu cook, especially the scenes where he looks at the recipe and calls his mother-in-law for help. It makes me laugh every time I see it.]
[That’s right, with Director Xu as the chef, Xiao Lu’s cooking skills immediately lost room for improvement]
[I think Xiao Lu probably doesn't want this exercise either]
[Hahaha, he must have been eager for a chef to take over the cooking responsibilities!]
[That's right, since he no longer has to cook, Xiao Lu has become much more energetic!]
Director Liu breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the comments being turned around. He then said to the staff, "Keep watching. Don't let the fans create a conflict between the guests."
"OK."
After lunch and a short rest, and after putting the children to sleep, Lu Chuanbei and the others got up again to work digging the canal.
Not long after they left, Xiangfangnan, who was taking a nap in bed, secretly got up.
He was seen sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully taking out the guide map drawn by Song Tiantian from his pocket, and his eyes lit up.
On the other side, Song Tiantian, who seemed to be taking a nap, had been pulled into the learning space by the system to continue learning from the interstellar master of traditional Chinese medicine the skills of visual diagnosis that she had not yet mastered.
One patient after another stood in front of Song Tiantian, and she conducted face-to-face and visual examinations, and then the master of traditional Chinese medicine commented and corrected them. After repeated diagnosis, Song Tiantian's visual examination skills became more and more proficient.
On the other hand, Xiao Li used the acne remover that Song Tiantian gave him. The next day, most of the acne on his face disappeared, leaving only a few red marks.
He used it again the next morning, and by the time he changed shifts at noon, all the red marks on his face had disappeared completely.
While eating, the colleagues beside him couldn't help but look at Xiao Li's face.
You know, Xiao Li has been working at Lemon TV for many years since he joined the company.
The acne on his face has always been with him.
But in just over a day, all the pimples on Xiao Li's face, which he had never given up on and never abandoned, disappeared.
Moreover, even the red marks left after acne disappeared completely in a short period of time.
This made the female colleagues who had used the ointment yesterday like their male colleagues out of consideration for gender differences, all look eager.
Xiao Li looked at his female colleague, with whom he had an ordinary relationship, and saw that she was looking at him eagerly. He couldn't help but move a few times, and his face began to feel hot.
But just when Xiao Li thought that the other person had a good impression of him, this female colleague sat down next to him and asked: "Xiao Li, do you still have the ointment left from yesterday?"
"Huh? What did you say?"
"I said ointment, I meant the ointment Tiantian gave you." Ma Xiaoli said directly: "Your acne is gone now, so the remaining ointment should not be used, right?"
"Yeah." Another female colleague pulled a chair over and sat down. "Your face is already healed, so it would be a waste if the rest weren't used. You might as well give it to us directly."
"And me, you can give it to me too. I don't mind at all that it's your leftovers."
For a time, Xiao Li had never been so popular with his female colleagues.
Xiao Li looked at these female colleagues, and before any random thoughts in his mind could even begin to form, they were immediately dispelled: "No, I still need it."
"Your face is healed now, why are you still keeping that bottle of ointment?"
"Exactly. Your face is now clear except for a few more blackheads and pores. There's not even a red mark. Why are you still keeping the ointment?"
"What? Even the marks are gone?" Xiao Li touched his face in disbelief. "When I applied the ointment this morning, there were still some marks."
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the female colleagues became even more eager.
"What did you say? There's still a mark from when you applied it this morning?"
"No way, it's all gone in just half a day?"
"No, hand over the ointment!"
My female colleagues, who usually have to spend countless hours applying concealer to get rid of the red marks on their faces, are going crazy now.
The male colleagues on the side looked at Xiao Li who was surrounded in the middle and couldn't help but show sympathy: "I knew that these female colleagues would be unable to control themselves after seeing Xiao Li's face."
"Yeah, but the sweet ointment is really effective. Look, I just applied it once last night, and most of the acne on my face has disappeared."
"Me too. I just don't know if Tiantian's sells this ointment. If they do, I'll definitely stock up on a few bottles to carry with me."
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