Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

Feeling that his hands were going to waste, Chunfeng put down his brush and kept moving his wrists and shoulders.

From time to time, there were one or two small complaints in his mouth, and the frowning look made people feel inexplicably distressed.

"Why, your hands are sore?" When Baili Mochen appeared in Chunfeng's room, Chunfeng was saying,'I'm exhausted, grandma and aunt.'

Seeing Chunfeng's movements, Baili Mochen couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, why are you here at this time?" Chunfeng estimated that it was almost past time by this time, why would he come here so late.

"Well, I'm here if I can't sleep alone!" Baili Mochen pulled Chunfeng's hand and rubbed her gently.

I don't know if Baili Mochen has learned massage. Chunfeng felt that the soreness on his arm was immediately relieved by such a press.

"Okay, I'm fine." After rubbing it quietly for a long time, Chunfeng felt that he was more comfortable, and he was ready to retract his arm. He didn't think that as soon as he was about to retract his arm, he was forced to do it again. Caught it back.

"Press for a while!" Baili Mochen lowered his head and looked at Chunfeng's hand earnestly.

"..." Okay, then you continue to press, Chunfeng also enjoyed this comfortable feeling very much, and simply lay on the table and handed over his hands to him for massage.

Unknowingly, Chunfeng fell asleep on the table. She was lazy because she was really tired during the day.

Baili Mochen watched Chunfeng sound asleep before gently placing Chunfeng’s arms. Originally, he wanted to take her to bed to sleep, but he was afraid that she would wake her up, so Baili Mochen put his robe on again. On her.

Then he lowered his head and noticed those things written by Chunfeng, which felt quite novel to him.

I remember that Chunfeng had been writing this all the time before he came here, as if he was in a hurry to ask for it.

So Baili Mochen picked up his pen and began to write in a font that imitated the spring breeze.

Not to mention, a big man imitating a woman's juanxiu font is also very stylish, almost exactly the same as Chunfeng's writing.

As Baili Mochen wrote, he also paid attention to helping the person next to him wipe his saliva from time to time. Chunfeng slept on the table, and the sky was dim and without image.

But in this way, she and Baili Mochen seemed to have no sense of disobedience, on the contrary, it made people feel like a beautiful and warm picture.

Because the genius doctor Yu had said that he should not be emotional, he now dare not get too close to the spring breeze, he was afraid that he could not control it...

So writing is pretty good, isn't it?

...

When Chunyu came and knocked on the door the next morning, Chunfeng bounced off the bed.

Chunfeng's first reaction when she woke up was, how did she fall asleep after that? Her leaflet hasn't been written yet! Why did you fall asleep suddenly?

Chunfeng's mind came back to his senses, only to remember that she seemed to fall asleep only after Baili came last night, it's all that guy, why do you have to press so comfortably! I can't finish my own business.

With the sadness in his heart, Chunfeng got up and opened the door for Chun Yu, and when he walked to the table, he saw that it was neatly laid out, and it was written that there should be hundreds of so many papers there.

Chunfeng grabbed one and read it again in disbelief. Isn't the word on it his own? When did I write so much? Chunfeng looked dumbfounded.

But looking closely at those words and his own words are slightly different, Chunfeng thought that he must have written it after he fell asleep.

Suddenly there was another warmth in my heart, it seemed that he was still quite considerate!

Looking at the number of falling papers, Chunfeng is even more happy. This is the speed of a copier. Chunfeng loves him to death.

"Wow, Chunfeng, when did you write so much?" Chun Yu walked in and looked at the thick paper on the table, exclaimed.

"Uh, this... it was written last night, how much did you write?"

Chunfeng was immersed in his own small world, and when he said that, he suddenly returned to his senses and lied in a daze.

"We wrote a little more than what you wrote, right? My hands are sore when I write, is that enough?" Chun Yu asked, shaking his already aching arm.

"Well, there will be more later, but you and your mother can write slowly and don't worry so much. I will also go out and find someone to write on behalf of you. The more the better, the better."

The eldest sister didn't write much and it was Chunfeng's expectation, so she went outside to find someone to write on her behalf.

The reason why I had to rush to work last night was because I was in a hurry to use it today.

After breakfast, Chunfeng came to the store with all the flyers. The guys had already been waiting in the store. Several cleverly gathered together to study the strange things that Chunfeng made.

"My boss, you are here!"

Everyone respectfully greets Chunfeng when the spring breeze is here.

"Well, what are you all doing here?" Chunfeng asked when seeing them all together.

"Little ones are very curious when they see these things very novel, so..."

A young man named Li Quan pointed to a few things behind him and said.

Chunfeng saw that they were very curious about these things, with a nice smile on their faces, facing the people.

"Then I will teach you how to use these things today!"

"Okay, okay!" When Chunfeng said that there were a few eager to learn, he continued to say good.

They really want to know how this thing is used. They just wanted to try it for themselves, but they were afraid that it would be broken. Now they are not afraid if they have a teacher to teach them.

"Well, then you go to some people to get the meat and charcoal prepared in the kitchen!" Chun Feng nodded and asked some people to go to the back kitchen to fetch things.

A few guys rushed to the back kitchen and fetched what Chunfeng wanted, and Chunfeng took everyone directly to the largest private room on the second floor.

There is no other reason, just because there is one of the most special things in it, and that is the batch of tables specially made by Chunfeng.

There is a circular groove in the middle of this table, which can fit into a small stove, and the size of the stove is exactly the size of the groove.

There is a small window at the bottom to provide oxygen for the charcoal fire, and a stone pot is placed on it. The stone pot is only about one centimeter away from the first table top.

In this way, the dust generated by the charcoal fire can be isolated, and the rotation of the table below can not be affected.

That's right, Chunfeng made a modern round table with a turntable. The difference is that Chunfeng modified it a little bit to turn it into such a round table that can burn a stove!

However, Chunfeng only made a few private rooms upstairs first. Firstly, the budget was really limited, and secondly, it was just to try out the effect.

"This is my exclusive special table. The place in the middle is where the stove is placed. The main thing we want to sell is meat dishes, which are fried and grilled in the stone pot above and eaten with our special sauce. The material of this stone pot is made of blue swallow stone from the north, the things made are more delicious than other pots, and it also has the effect of beauty and health! You must remember what I said , If someone asks in the future, I don’t want to hear someone say they don’t know."

Chunfeng said with a serious tone.