The glaze of the gold fetus enamel copper wire is light blue, oil black, chicken blood red, vegetable jade green, car channel white, etc., fired brightly and beautifully, and the polished gold plating is more meticulous and rigorous.

The bottle contains medicinal powder, although it is stuffed with the cork of the bottle and the sea does not dare to turn it upside down rashly, only hold it up and look at it, the bottom of the bottle is very special, it is a convex gold-plated double dragon embracing pattern, engraved with "Daming Jingtai year" Yangwen. Canghai was stunned for a moment, and actually smiled slightly.

"Isn't this what Jiajing rewarded Teacher Xia Yan five or six years ago," Canghai lowered his eyes and muttered, "Obviously he asked me to get it back, but then I couldn't find it, why did I see it here?"

Canghai muttered again: "Alas, this wound medicine was originally called 'one gui gold', which means that a little bit of medicine powder with a small fingernail is worth one or two gold...... How much is such a bottle worth?" he paused, and glanced at the divine doctor secretly. The effect of the medicine is very good, and the sea is not painful at all, but the divine doctor still starts gently, and he only chooses five pieces of broken porcelain in half an hour.

The room was quiet, only hearing the sound of porcelain peeling off the skin and flesh, Canghai felt bored for a while, and said again: "Oh, people say, 'one cloisonne, ten boxes of official kilnware', it is perfect to use this bottle to hold a piece of gold, hmm...... I can't imagine that my hand is so valuable, and it is worthy of such a precious medicine as a miracle doctor, and I will pour half a bottle at the expense of blood......"

Before he finished speaking, the divine doctor had already kicked on the spring stool he was sitting on, and the sea shook for a while, and his heart was beating wildly. The eyebrows are slightly frowning and relaxed, and they want to speak and stop.

The miracle doctor's complexion was even worse. Tightly pinched Canghai's wrist, and also tightly pinched the bamboo tweezers. Suddenly, a fingertip slightly cool hand rested on his right wrist, and the bamboo tweezers flickered. The phoenix's eyes lifted and met a pair of clear amber.

"Don't get it, it's itchy," Canghai narrowed his right eye, "I'm getting goosebumps." ”

"Smack!" The divine doctor slapped the tweezers on the table and said angrily: "Chen Canghai, what do you want? If you don't get hurt for three days, you have itchy skin, right?"

Canghai silently lowered his eyes and muttered: "I just said that it is itchy, and asked me if I have itchy skin...... Suddenly, the divine doctor sighed and said busily: "Oh, I really didn't mean to do it this time!" The tip of his eyebrows frowned, "Look how broken this porcelain piece is, I can't pick it out in the flesh, how could I be so mentally retarded and deliberately prick my hand." A little late, "Ouch!"

He sprang up and glared at the divine doctor, "Warn you Rong Chengche, don't beat me again! I really can't help it if you hit me again...... I'm going to cry!"

The divine doctor looked at the light, and the eyes were full of water, and he didn't know if it was a moist reflection or a tear.

After a while, Canghai walked to the copper basin to stand still, still muttering: "Just ignore me, and beat me...... Hmph, you still hit me......" was suddenly stunned, as if in addition to this sentence, there was a very important sentence that had been said many, many times, but he couldn't remember it at this time.

If you can't remember, you don't want to think about it, Canghai rolled his eyes, hung his injured hand on the copper basin, and closed his eyes slightly. Quietly, taking advantage of the green shade outside the window, like a painting. Ignore the bloody hands.

Quietly, there was another sound of breaking away from the flesh, and the blood-colored right hand was covered with a layer of pale yellow powder, mixed with the blood and muddy.

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