Amid the sound of firecrackers, the wedding sedan chair from next door landed on the ground, and the bride was helped out by the wife and eldest daughter of the tavern keeper.
Mu Qingya was dressed in a light red robe and acted as a matchmaker, gently pulling Cuihua over to worship the heaven and the earth.
"I'll sing the lyrics." Hu Yunshang participated in this kind of festival for the first time, and this idiot also found it very interesting. The guest starred the person who shouted the lines of worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping Gaotang twice, and couples praying to each other.
He is not stage fright at all, but is a very suitable baritone host.
Cuihua's parents sat upright, representing the woman. According to common sense, the woman's family members do not appear here, and the husband's family will be the high hall. But the man's parents were long gone, so the old couple sat on it.
Although they are greedy for money, they also know what their daughter wants. Now that he mistakenly thought that the melons and fruits were ripe, he could only accept it with a smile on his face, and sat in a high position to accept Wang Dachui's tea offering.
Zong Zhilian happily sat in the position of the man's witness.
There are a lot of people in this town to join in the fun. Although most of them saw this family for the first time, there was still a custom of asking for a glass of wedding wine, and the scene was not deserted.
After worshiping heaven and earth, the bride is sent to the bridal chamber. After the wedding ceremony, don't worry about someone coming to snatch it, otherwise it's really a big taboo.
At the wedding banquet, the groom Wang Dachui first toasted Zong Zhilian with a large bowl of wine, and then stood in front of Wu Zhe to toast.
Mu Qingya looked at Wang Dachui who was serving the wine, and couldn't help laughing silently.
As expected, Wang Dachui uttered bold words as he imagined: "Miss Xiao is very kind, I, Wang Dahammer, thank you with wine at this moment!"
Wu Zhe did not hide the true identity of the people from him, and the blacksmith could call her by name.
Wu Zhe quickly picked up a sea bowl.
"Girls can use small cups instead of sea bowls like men." The bartender in charge of pouring wine reminded.
Wu Zhe didn't care.
Zong Zhilian muttered beside him: "You don't know that her nickname is a female man."
"Girl is real! It's a real blessing to meet all of you." Seeing that Wu Zhe was still holding the big bowl after being reminded, Wang Dahui thought it was just because of her kindness and willing Haiwan to Haiwan, so he praised him sincerely.
Zong Zhilian waved his fan beside him: "If you have the ability to get her drunk, I'll give you another set to celebrate your wedding!"
Wang Dachui thought about how much a little girl could drink, and said yes: "It's not because I'm greedy for the gift of my benefactor, but because I should accompany the drink like this!"
Wu Zhe persuaded: "You still haven't recovered from your Xuanqi injury, so drink carefully."
Wang Dachui said that it's okay, and brought over a jar of wine, intending to accompany him.
Zong Zhilian was at the side laughing and sneaking along the wall: "If you dare to fight Ruoyao for wine, the groom will definitely drink to the ground. The bride is doomed to be lonely tonight. Haha, I'm going to steal the room!"
In the next breath, he was kicked down by the ear thief Wu Zhe.
"Look at how promising you are!" Wu Zhe said angrily, then turned around and whispered to Mu Qingya secretly: "Let's go listen to Chuanggen together later..."
"..." Mu Qingya was speechless.
Pa Pa Pa Pa - three bowls in a row with Wang Dachui and drank it dry, Wu Zhe drank it all easily.
"Okay—" There were quite a few people joining in the fun at the wedding banquet, and they stood up and applauded.
"Female man! Female man!" Zong Zhilian booed.
Mu Qingya gently pulled the corner of Wu Zhe's skirt, signaling not to get the groom drunk.
Wu Zhe understood what she meant, and quickly said that he was too strong to drink and couldn't drink any more.
Zong Zhilian groaned beside him: "What kind of pretense are you pretending? It's just your amount. Such a small amount of wine probably wouldn't even fill a whole temple of the Wu Zang Temple."
Wu Zhe frowned, and the narcissistic son suddenly fell silent, waving his fan and tilting his left cheek, showing his most handsome half face to others.
Is the right side of your face not visible? Wu Zhe muttered in his heart.
After a few polite words with the groom, the wedding banquet continued. Wu Zhe didn't dare to eat too much, his body's physical reserves were already close to a critical point, and if he ate any more, he would have bigger breasts and fat buttocks.
The wedding banquet was rushed and there were not too many relatives and friends. Most of them are strangers in the town asking for a glass of wedding wine, and they are not very good at drinking. Although the groom, Wang Dahui, still had remaining injuries, his hard work was solid, so it was not a problem.
After drinking for three rounds, Wu Zhe asked Zong Zhilian for some silver taels, and accompanied Mu Qingya to the pharmacy.
Most pharmacies in this era, adhering to the tradition of curing diseases and saving lives, are open all day long.
Wu Zhe pointed out that he wanted some easy-to-mix raw materials, and by the way borrowed the medicine hammer and medicine bowl in the store to pound them on the spot.
The eyes of the clerk in the pharmacy were all round. He had never seen a young girl who was only 27 years old who could make medicine.
Moreover, I don't know the name of the pounded medicine, but the medicinal fragrance that will be emitted after pounding is obviously not a random finished product.
This little girl has a way. The clerk had a bit of a calculation in mind, and quietly wrote down the types and quantities of raw materials Wu Zhe bought.
After the girl finished pounding the medicine and left, the man tried it himself.
fail? how come
The pharmacy clerk couldn't make such a finished hand-made medicine that exudes a strong medicinal fragrance.
After much deliberation, I still can't figure it out, so the buddy can only give up with regret.
He didn't know that Wu Zhe had long been prepared for such a thing of being stolen from his teacher. She asked for a few extra ingredients, and secretly removed them during the pounding process without cutting them. There is also a little control over the amount of medicine added, and the difference in the amount cannot be copied at all.
In this way, the pharmacy assistant will naturally fail to secretly dispense prescriptions.
Wu Zhe and Mu Qingya returned to the bridal chamber with the newly made mud ball medicine, and handed it to Cuihua who had just received a good bride education.
"Medicine?" Cuihua saw the things Wu Zhe brought up under her head scarf, looked at the balls that looked like powerful pills, and quickly blushed and said, "Sledgehammer has a strong physique, so he probably won't need it for the festive night tonight. "
Fortunately, there is a bride's head scarf, so there is no need to worry about Wu Zhe seeing it.
"Huh?" Wu Zhe was taken aback, and quickly laughed: "Where did you think, this is his wound medicine. Starting tomorrow, one pill a day will help him restrain his profound energy."
Mu Qingya also pursed her lips and kept laughing.
"Ah..." Cuihua's cheeks turned even redder, she was so ashamed that she almost covered her face and burrowed into the ground.
A few old women taught her a lot of things just now, and she also read a lot of pictures of the palace of eroticism, so naturally her mind is full of those things at the moment.
Wu Zhe saw the picture next to the bed at first glance, grabbed it and looked at it twice: "It's too rough, this level is also called a teaching picture? The level is too bad."
How could Wu Zhe, as an nerd who is used to watching Japanese anime h pictures and Lifan infantry series, be able to see this simple brush technique
"Let me draw something for you." Wu Zhe asked the clerk to bring a pen and paper, and drew a short "The Growth Diary of the Husband and Wife" under the candlelight in the new house.
With the aid of the super memory of the evolved organism, Wu Zhe drew this Japanese manga effortlessly as if copying it. Of course, it’s only a ten-page article, and the key positions are also coded...
Before Cuihua could wait to look, Mu Qingya was already beside her, her face was blushing and her heart was beating. A heart almost jumped out of her throat. She tugged at Wu Zhe and pointed to where did you see these things
"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and Dragon Ball in the book. Wait for me to add dialogue." Wu Zhe muttered casually. In fact, she still wanted to draw "The Breeding Period of the Kirin", but she was afraid that it would be too radical to accept...
The more Mu Qingya watched, the more flustered she became. She was so ashamed that she couldn't take it anymore, she pulled a stack of drawing paper over, and threw it out along the window of the inn, where it went.
Of course, after this picture scroll full of new winds is released, there is another story... (To be continued.)