"Where is it so easy to get drunk, I cough cough" Zhuangzi looked at the seller, nodded and smiled.
Then he looked at Zhang Shan, snorted in his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Brother Zhuang, you villain" Mai'er stepped forward and beat Zhuangzi with two soft fists.
"These days, can you not pretend to sell your sister, there is no way, in that case, can I not drink, I drink so much wine, can I not pretend to be drunk, I will become a wine saint, will I be drunk?"
"Master, you're really not drunk," Zhang Shan also asked in disbelief.
"Alas," Zhuangzi sighed and said, "How much food has been wasted after drinking this wine?"
"Master, how is it possible, you are not drunk, I saw that you drank two jars of wine, and what you drank before, I heard them say that you drank no less than four jars of wine."
Zhang Shan knelt down in front of Zhuangzi's bed and asked.
"Get up, get up, don't kneel at every turn, I don't believe in this, get up" Under Zhuangzi's tugging and reproach, Zhang Shan stood up.
"You bring a bowl," Zhuangzi said to the seller again.
Mai'er didn't know what Brother Zhuang meant, so he went to the kitchen to get an empty bowl.
"Why don't you bring a bowl of water, Master means to drink water."
Seeing that the seller brought an empty bowl, Zhang Shan blamed.
Sell Erleng there, and then look at Zhuangzi with his eyes.
It's like asking: Do you really want to drink water, then why don't you just say you want to drink water?
Zhuangzi didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and asked for an empty bowl.
Then sit down cross-legged, begin to breathe into concentration, and enter a state of cultivation.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them.
One hand holds the empty bowl, and the other hand is in a sword pointing position, and the fingertips are facing the empty bowl.
Zhang Shan and Mai'er both didn't understand what they meant, and watched with wide eyes.
I saw Zhuangzi's eyes close slightly, then open again, staring at the tips of his sword fingers.
The tip of his middle finger began to change, and after a while, a small drop of water condensed.
The small droplets gradually grow larger and larger again.
Finally, I couldn't bear my weight anymore and fell down.
"When" There was a slight thud in the empty bowl.
Then another droplet fell.
And then the droplets kept falling.
On the middle finger of Zhuangzi's sword, it seemed to be leaking, and water droplets kept falling.
In the empty bowl, there was a sound of "dangdang" at first.
After a while, the sound made became a clear "jingle", like the sound of a mountain spring falling.
He didn't dare to look at him, so he put his head in front of him, brought his eyes closer, and looked at it seriously.
That's right, Brother Zhuang's fingers are in the water.
She still couldn't believe it, so she brought the oil lamp again, brought the oil lamp closer, and looked at Brother Zhuang's finger.
That's right, it definitely fell from Brother Zhuang's fingers, and it fell from the fingers of the middle fingers.
Zhang Shan couldn't believe it, and when he was sure it was true, he trembled.
Not frightened, but convinced and trembling.
"Master" Zhang Shan cried, knelt on his knees, and lowered his head.
Zhuangzi ignored Zhang Shan, continued to exert his strength, and forced the essence of wine in his body to the outside.
The seller was holding an oil lamp, and there were tears in both eyes.
Tears glistened in the light.
"Brother Zhuang woo woo" After a while, there was a lot of alcohol in the bowl, and the smell of wine wafted into the room.
After a while, Zhuangzi finished his work, handed the bowl to the seller, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, when the young man from the Qiyuan wine shop comes to get the food box and box, you give this to him, and let him hand it over to the money shopkeeper, don't say that it flows from me."
When the money shopkeeper sees it, he will definitely add it to his wine."
"Brother Zhuang, is this wine?"
"This is the essence of alcohol" The "alcohol" seller holds an oil lamp in one hand and a bowl in the other.
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There is a small half bowl of "alcohol" in the bowl, which not only has the aroma of wine, but also the smell of wine.
"Where is this alcohol, Brother Zhuang, this is wine" Seeing Zhang Shan kneeling there, Zhuangzi helped him up and blamed: "If you kneel or not, you will die, you get up and take my shoes to dry, they are full of wine."
Zhang Shan didn't dare to say much, and lowered his head to get Zhuangzi's shoes.
Only then did he realize that he didn't remember.
In the town office, where Zhuangzi sits, his feet are wet.
Along the way, it is also one step at a time.
It turned out that Zhuangzi had already forced out the water in the wine, and there was only the essence of wine in the body.
It was also he who drank more than four jars of wine alone, and so much wine did not swell people to death if they were not discharged Zhuangzi's shoes were wet all the way to the instep of his feet, and they all smelled of alcohol.
Sell the bowl of wine essence to the kitchen and clean it up.
Zhang Shan took Zhuangzi's shoes, also went into the kitchen, and tossed under the stove.
Bring the ashes from the stove to the door of the stove and rack the shoe to the door of the stove.
Selling children did not cook at noon and dinner, but fortunately, in order to preserve the fire, the ancient people kept charcoal fires in the stove.
So the temperature inside the stove is still very large, and baking shoes is not a problem.
"Have you eaten?"
Seeing Mai'er and Zhang Shan coming out of the kitchen, Zhuangzi asked Mai'er.
The seller shook his head.
"Let's go eat" Zhuangzi waved his arm and said, "When you're full, I'll teach you how to practice how to drink and not get drunk."
"I'm not hungry, I've eaten meat," he said.
"Meat" Zhang Shan hurriedly replied: "I asked the chef to prepare one for Mai'er and sent it over." ” "Oh" Zhuangzi sighed, and didn't say anything more.
Anyway, the food in the town is for people to eat, and if you don't sell it, you will be fished away by others.
So I didn't blame Zhang Shan.
He beckoned to the two of them, and motioned for both of them to sit cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.
Zhang Shan didn't think much about it, so he got into bed and sat down cross-legged.
Mai'er stood in front of the bed, hesitated for a while, but still didn't go up.
Zhuangzi glared at her, and saw that she still refused to come up, so in desperation, he had to move his body to the middle of the bed, and sat cross-legged against the wall.
Only then did she take off her shoes, come up and sit cross-legged.
"Practicing anti-abdominal breathing is the foundation, and it must be natural, not artificial.
If you want to be in the dantian and not in the head, if you are in the head, it is easy to go crazy."
After explaining the precautions for running on Sunday, Zhuangzi began to explain the various acupuncture points on the human body.
Among them, we talked about the importance of the Zhongchong acupoint above the middle finger and the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot.
During the Warring States Period, the Yongquan acupoint was not called the Yongquan acupoint, but the "sweat acupoint", also known as the "urine" acupoint, which was the main excretory acupoint in the operation of the human body's meridians.
It's like the anus of the digestive system and the hole of urine, one excretes stool and the other urine
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