Chapter 5: Gu Tang

Gu Tang, a name that he still remembers even after he passed through the world of immortality.
It wasn't that Ming Wuxiang had an intimate intersection with this Gu Tang. It was just the Ming Wuxiang of ordinary people back then. How could it have intersection with this proud man of heaven. Even if this Tianjiao could only sit in a wheelchair for most of his life, it would not be accessible to ordinary people like Ming Wuxiang.
Yes, sitting in a wheelchair, once known as the arrogant of the Gu and Tang family, he was kidnapped when he was 25 years old. Although he was finally rescued, his legs were cruelly interrupted by the gangsters. I don’t know. There is no cure by any method, after consultation with many doctors.
However, even if Gu Tang’s legs are not conducive to walking, he still can’t stop his outstanding talents, or it should be said that because of the disuse of his legs, Gu Tang’s methods of acting have become extreme, but his fans feel it. What is meant by happily enmity.
For example, Ming Wuxiang back then-yes, Gu Tang is the only male with Ming Wuxiang!
When Yi Xing mentioned Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang also remembered that Gu Tang had his legs maimed when he was twenty-five years old. After calculating the time, it looks like this year? !
Calculating this time, Ming Wuxiang couldn't sit still a bit, but he still endured it.
He has a powerful golden finger on him, but that golden finger is not even considered the primary stage, how can he help Gu Tang? In addition, he doesn't know whether Gu Tang has had an accident now.
Pressing the various emotions that came up, Ming Wuxiang seemed to be random to ask Yixing, the only little friend who could reach the upper level, to inquire about Gu Tang's news.
"Easy, are you familiar with that Gu Tang?" Ming Wuxiang actually wanted to ask the other party if Gu Tang had something wrong now. If not, could he quietly remind him?
Recall that in the news that Gu Tang was sitting in a wheelchair at the Global Economic Summit, he was still able to denounce the representatives of foreign companies who belittle Yanhuang country and show charity and have no will to refute at all, even if nothing is wrong. Those passionate and patriotic youths were also very excited.
Some of Gu Tang's actions are more radical in the eyes of some people, but to be honest, this approach is more in line with the tastes of young people.
In addition to the female fans who liked Gu Tang because of his face, there are also many male fans in Yanhuang Country. The fighting power on the Internet is no weaker than that of female fans, so that foreign netizens who mock and insult Gu Tang have seen Yan Huang Guo cursing people without a dirty word, and they can also cite classics.
Yi Xing thought carefully about Ming Wuxiang, thinking that he was curious about this young master Gu. It’s just that the question of unreality made Yi Xing shrug, "Of course I know him well, but he is not familiar with me."
The arrogant Gu Tang is a child of another family among the elders. His father's education inspiration for him came from the young master Gu. For example, he gave him the tuition of the university in one go. As for the expenses, he could only make money by himself.
Having said that, Yi Xing admired this Gu Tang from the bottom of his heart. I heard that he had already started investing when he was in junior high school. As for the source of funds, his elders gave him red envelopes every year.
Let alone how many red envelopes Gu and Tang’s elders gave him every year, this kid dared to invest in stocks in junior high school. Up to now, he has not missed all the stocks he bought.
Ming Wu's experience with Gu Tang is of course clear. He remembers that when Gu Tang was 30 years old, the National Economic Channel produced a special report. For this genius, he was almost blown up to the sky to match the sun.
Hearing Yi Xing's self-deprecation, Ming Wuxiang also understands that the Yi family is rich, but compared with the real wealthy family, the foundation is not a point or two. Knowing that although the two are not intermingled, it can be seen from the easy-to-do attitude that Gu Tang is still fine, and Ming Wuxiang can breathe a sigh of relief.
Being hurt and not being hurt are two different things.
However, Ming Wuxiang was quite confident about Yixing’s future development, and raised his hand to pat his shoulder to comfort him:
Don’t say that, I believe your future achievements will not be as good as Gu Tang’s. ."
Ming Wuxiang is very clear and has a good vision of easy action, or he would invest money in Dong Zhiming when he has no results.
There is also easy money luck, even if you encounter difficulties, there will be noble people to help.
If it is the previous self, I can't see it clearly. After experiencing the world of cultivating immortals, I can vaguely see the blessing of Yixing or Yijia. In the words of the world of cultivating immortals, the Yi family is a lucky family. As long as the children of the family don't die, even if they don't become rich, they can continue to benefit.
The so-called charity home must have Yu Qing.
Thinking of this, Ming Wuxiang scratched his chin, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Yi Xing, is your family insisting on doing charity every year, and it is not the kind of fanfare that the whole world will know you are. Do good things, but be quiet."
Before Yi Xing spoke to thank Ming Wuxiang for his insight, he heard him turn the subject and ask about such things, blinked, nodded, "Yes, if it didn't happen to meet him, I don't know that my dad would Donate five percent of his company’s revenue to the orphanage."
"In other words, this is still the rule left by my grandfather Zeng, but you know, the last two generations of my family were only well-off families. Even if they don’t have much money to donate, they started from scratch with my dad and made more and more money. Only then donated more."
Yi Xing has no problem with his dad's donating money for charity. He visited those orphanages with volunteers during his vacation. To be honest, he was very impressed with Yixing. After that, he also donated some intermittently. It’s just that as a student, he only donated tens to hundreds of yuan each time. Not much, but the donation is his heart. Don’t care how much, his father That's how it is said.
Sure enough, no wonder, Ming Wuxiang nodded, "Your house is pretty good."
"Of course." Yi Xing raised his chest proudly. Although his family is considered a nouveau riche, it is definitely not the brains who start to convulse with money.
Proud and easy to move, put away his expression and looked up and down Ming Wuxiang, "Master Dao, I always feel that your words are very meaningful."
Raising eyebrows towards Ming Wuxiang only attracted someone to slap their face with a big hand, and then pushed them towards the stage, "Master Yi, the handsome and beautiful girl you want to see is here."
Yi Xing took down the hand covering his face, curled his mouth, and didn't hold onto the topic anymore. What's the matter? Ming Wuxiang will tell him that since the other person's attitude is so calm, he should concentrate on watching handsome men and beautiful women.
Easy to walk and no trouble, the three of them all turned their attention to the handsome men and beauties posing in various poses on the stage.
It has to be said that the contestants who can pass five levels and cut six will still stay in the field, the appearance and temperament are indeed not bad.
Of course, Ming Wuxiang's expression was much calmer than that of Yixing and Li Jiahua, who was relished.
In the world of cultivating immortals, unless personal tastes are different, it is really not easy to find a ugly immortal cultivator. Not to mention that after practicing, the temperament of the cultivator is different from that of ordinary people, and the cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage can have a chance to be reborn.
So even if you grow crooked melons, as long as you work hard to reach the Nascent Infant stage, you can still become a male goddess in one second after being reborn. The world of Xiu Xian also has the pill of Zhuyan Pill, which is really not too crazy.
The beauty contest today is about to choose the men's and women's champions, and the results will come in the afternoon. The man and the woman champion of the contest is not a model, but a gymnast, or a member of the flower market gymnastics team.
The female is no surprise, she is a model student of Huashi University.
The champion not only has a bonus, but the two will also become the image spokespersons of the flower market, recommending the flower market to Yanhuang and the world as a garden city with beautiful scenery, like spring in all seasons, and a strong cultural culture.
After the championship came out, Yi Xing was finally satisfied. Walking upstairs in the parking lot, Li Jiahua saw the smile on Yi Xing's face and joked: "I said Master Yi, your smile looks very wretched."
"You have a wretched smile, this young master is so handsome and handsome." After talking about Yixing, he also put on a cool and handsome look.
After he finished, Yi Xing did not forget to explain his reaction, "I feel that this kind of competition is very good, and the people selected in this way will have a good advertising effect after some operations."
"Why, do you want to have such a beauty pageant too?" It is not that Li Jiahua has an opinion on the idea of ​​easy implementation, but that his idea is too difficult to implement. This time there is such a big noise, because the government takes the lead and the image spokesperson of the flower market is selected, so it is so grand.
"It doesn't need to be so big. My dad asked me before if he could get an image spokesperson for the company. He said that this is popular among young people. Even if he is older, he must keep up with the trend."
After listening to Yixing’s explanation, Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua didn’t know whether to admire Yi’s father’s ideas for being trendy enough or not to lose sight of being self-made entrepreneurs, their minds are flexible.
Ming Wuxiang, who has lived for ten more years, knows that in the future, this kind of move to find a spokesperson is indeed trending. But this spokesperson is not easy to find, plus the two sides choose each other. Because whether it is a problem with the spokesperson or the company, it will have a bad influence on the other party.
Ming Wuxiang still expressed support for this idea, "Your dad's idea sounds pretty good, but the spokesperson must be looked for carefully."
"Of course, but I can't control this matter, at most I can give him an opinion." As Yi Xing said, he couldn't control it, turning his head and throwing the matter aside.
The three drove back to school and packed meals for four. They did not forget that there was another student in the dormitory who was studying hard even during the holidays.
The holiday on Sunday ended in this way, and the beginning of Monday was the beginning of a new round of intense learning.
The medicinal materials that Ming Wuxiang bought need to be boiled into a viscous liquid, then mixed with hot water, and then soaked.
Cooking Chinese medicine at home will not arouse neighbors’ opinions, but cooking Chinese medicine in the dormitory of the school really does not work. In addition, this is for medicinal baths. Ming Wuxiang’s dormitory is not small, but there is absolutely no room for a big bath tub. When there is a medicated bath, the body will be stimulated by the medicine to wash the muscles and marrow. That kind of tingling, Ming Wuxiang, who had endured it once, was not willing to come in front of Li Jiahua and the others.
Fortunately, there is a medicinal bath center half an hour's drive from the school. Customers can bring their own medicine or use the medicine provided by the center.
If you bring your own medicinal materials, you need to sign an agreement with the medicinal bath center, stating that there is nothing wrong with the medicinal materials brought by the customer, and it has nothing to do with the medicinal bath center. As for using the medicinal materials provided by the medicated bathing center, the medicated bathing center will first let them resident Chinese medicine practitioners to check the pulse of the customers and determine what can and cannot be soaked before providing medicated baths to customers.
To be honest, this kind of service is really good, very suitable for the current situation like Ming Wuxiang.
On Saturday, Yixing, they heard Ming Wuxiang say that they would go to the medicated bathing center on Sunday. The three of them were stunned before remembering the medicinal materials Ming Wuxiang bought last week. Then Ming Wuxiang, who had set up a private room alone, received Yi Xing and Li Jiahua's "retaliation".
How could Lord Dao leave them alone? As a little buddy in a dormitory, we should have waves together during the vacation!
After Yixing tossing about nothing, I immediately called to book a private room. The medicinal bath center needs to place an order in advance so that the center can better serve the guests.
This time not only Yi Luggage Jiahua followed, but Dong Zhiming was also dragged by the two.
In the words of two people, learning is very important, but relaxation is also very important, and medicated baths are good for the body. In fact, I was worried about how Dong Zhiming, the student master, would break his body when he was studying. There is a Chinese medicine doctor in the medicated bath center, and he can prescribe some conditioning medicinal baths for the master student.
It was still easy to drive, and a group of four quickly arrived at the medicinal bath center. Ming Wuxiang brought her own medicinal materials, walked into the lobby of the medicated bathing center, and directly went to the counter of the medicated bathing center to sign the exemption agreement. As for Yixing, they followed the staff and went to the Chinese medicine doctor to get the pulse before deciding what type of medicinal bath to take.
The Yi Xing trio had set up a large private room, but Wu Xiang had a private independent private room. Although Yi Xing had been talking about it for a long time, he still had a firm heart and would never change it!
When using the shampoo and marrow liquid, the situation is problematic at first glance. How can Ming Wuxiang make the friends look around...
Mingwu signed the agreement, was taken to the private room, refused the help of the staff, and did it all by himself. Nonsense, don't do it yourself, use ordinary people's methods, and what you cook out is not the liquid for washing the muscles and marrow, but a bunch of things that you don't know.
Because when cooking medicinal materials, you must use spiritual power. Yes, it is spiritual power. If there is no spiritual power in the process of boiling the medicinal materials, it will not be able to stimulate the medicinal power in the medicinal materials.
The concentration of spiritual energy in this world is not as strong as that in the world of cultivating immortals. During this period of time, through the efforts of the unrecognized, only a few strands were absorbed and placed in the Dantian. The spiritual power transformed into such a small amount of spiritual energy can't cast spells, but it is still possible to boil a lotion to cleanse the marrow.
As long as he washes the muscles and cuts the marrow, he can absorb more spiritual energy and transform them into spiritual power, and later cultivation will not have to be as miserable as this period of time.
Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison. In the world of cultivating immortals, Ming Wuxiang only spent half a day gathering enough to stimulate the spiritual power of the medicinal materials, unlike now, it took almost two weeks to absorb such a pitiful little bit.
Ming Wuxiang puts the medicinal materials in the pot in the room that is responsible for boiling the medicinal materials, adds water, and puts his hands on both sides of the pot without waiting for the water to boil.
As the flame heats up, the temperature of the pot for boiling the medicine is not small, but the Ming Wuxiang with both hands on the sides of the pot, it is like feeling the hot temperature of the medicine pot at all.
Ming Wuxiang's hands are steady. As time goes by, his ruddy complexion begins to turn pale, and his forehead is sweaty.
When Ming Wuxiang seemed to be unable to hold it, his body suddenly shook, gave a low voice, and withdrew his hands on both sides of the medicine pot.
As Ming Wuxiang retracted his hand, the medicine pot suddenly shook, as if there was an animal in the medicine pot constantly hitting the medicine pot. Fortunately, there was only Ming Wuxiang in the box. Otherwise, it would be scary to show outsiders the pot of medicine.
I'm really afraid that this constantly shaking medicine pan will suddenly explode or fall to the ground.
The shaking of the cauldron only lasted about a minute, and after it stabilized, a very special smell, with an indescribable fragrance of plants and trees, came out of the cauldron.
Standing next to the medicine pot, Ming Wuxiang smelled the fragrance in the air and showed a satisfied expression on his face. I opened the cauldron cautiously, and saw that all the medicinal materials that had been put in the cauldron had disappeared, and there was only a thin layer of light yellow liquid that looked like amber in the cauldron.
Looking at the small amount of liquid at the bottom of the pot, Ming Wuxiang was more satisfied, "The color is not bad."