That night, Wang Yao had some very strange dreams.
There were clouds, trees, licorice roots, San Xian, and immortals. Yes, immortals!
The next morning, when Wang Yao got up, he lay in bed and carefully recalled the strange dream he had last night. He was surprised to find that he only had a little impression of it. He couldn't remember the specific content at all.
What a strange dream.
Wang Yao had just finished practicing and came down from the top of the mountain. When he was busy with breakfast in the house, Li Maoshuang called.
"Are you back?"
"I'm back."
"When? When are the medicinal herbs you asked me to get ready? When can I send them to you?"
"I'll be at home today. Just send them directly to my house," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
"Call me when you arrive."
At around 9 a.m., Wang Yao received a call from Li Maoshuang, saying that the car had arrived at the entrance of the village. He also came down from the top of the mountain.
This time, Li Maoshuang drove a pickup truck. The back of the truck was filled with wild medicinal herbs. Wang Yao asked him to buy them before he went to Cangzhou.
"Why did you buy so many herbs this time?" Li Maoshuang asked curiously.
"To see if we can find a loophole," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"What?"
"Let's go inside and talk."
Wang Yao's parents were not at home.
The two of them moved all the herbs from the back of the truck and put them in the yard.
"Auntie and uncle are not here?"
"Yes, they should be busy on the mountain," Wang Yao said as he poured water for him.
"You shouldn't be short of money, right? What are they busy with?" Although he didn't know how much money Wang Yao had, Li Maoshuang knew that he definitely wasn't short of money. He drove a car that cost nearly a million yuan. How could he be short of money?
"They are used to it. If they don't go up the mountain, farm, and have nothing to do at home, they will feel uncomfortable," Wang Yao said.
He could understand some of his parents' thoughts.
"Then hurry up and get married, have a few children, and let them be happy." Li Maoshuang lit a cigarette and smiled.
"Why are you smoking again?"
"You'll smoke when you're bored."
A pot of green tea emitted a faint tea fragrance.
"Don't go back at noon. Why don't you have lunch here?" Wang Yao said.
"How can that be? It's too troublesome." Li Maoshuang waved his hand. He didn't want to trouble Wang Yao's parents.
"It's no trouble at all. There's a new restaurant in the next village. Would you like to try it?"
"Okay," Li Maoshuang said. "Just the two of us?"
"Well, who else do you want to call?"
"Should we call Uncle and Auntie?" Li Maoshuang asked.
"They don't like that kind of occasion." Wang Yao took a sip of tea. "It's still early. Why don't you ask Wang Mingbao if they're free?"
"Okay."
As a result, less than 20 minutes after Li Maoshuang made the call, Wang Mingbao drove back to the mountain village with Wei Hai.
"When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I just came back the day before yesterday."
"How did it go? Did it go well?"
"It went well."
They gathered at Wang Yao's house and chatted for a while. At about 11 a.m., Wang Yao's parents came back. When they saw the house full of people, they were surprised.
"Yao, why didn't you tell us that your friends were coming?" Zhang Xiuying asked.
"Mom, we're not eating at home. We're going out to eat. Would you like to come with me and Dad?" Wang Yao said.
"You go out to eat. We'll be fine at home." Zhang Xiuying hurriedly waved her hand.
"Uncle, would you like to come with us?" Wang Mingbao asked.
"No, you go ahead. I'll eat at home," Wang Fenghua said with a smile.
"Then we'll go out to eat."
"Don't drink too much."
"Okay."
The group of people drove to a specialty restaurant in the neighboring village. The restaurant served wild dishes. There were many cars parked outside.
"How are the dishes here?" Before entering the restaurant, Wang Yao asked Wang Mingbao. He was not familiar with these places. He only remembered that it was a big association not long ago. He didn't know when it had been changed into a restaurant. However, he thought Wang Mingbao was more familiar with it.
"It was opened last month. It's quite clean. The taste is not bad," Wang Mingbao replied.
"How about this one?"
"Okay."
They parked the car, got out, and entered the restaurant. They chose a private room and ordered a few specialties. The dishes were still being cooked in the kitchen. They chatted.
"Hurry up and let President Wei have a look. He has been muttering a lot these days," Wang Mingbao said with a smile.
"Haha." Wei Hai just smiled.
"Okay, let's have a look."
Wei Hai quickly stretched out his arm. Wang Yao reached out to touch him.
"His body is recovering well."
"That's good. That's good." Wei Hai smiled. He had been waiting for this sentence.
While they were talking, the dishes were served. They were some seasonal fresh vegetables.
"The taste is not bad." They ate a mouthful of the vegetables.
"I didn't expect there to be so many people in this valley." Li Maoshuang looked at the cars outside the window.
"Nowadays, people are more willing to go to the more remote places."
"That's true."
South of the restaurant was a cement road. Further south was a river. South of the river was a mountain. The mountain was as big as a human head. The north side was quite steep. It was hundreds of meters high. It was almost a right angle. At the foot of the mountain was a forest of chestnuts. It was quite luxuriant. Every year, chestnuts were ripe, from September to October. Many people came here to pick chestnuts.
The few of them didn't finish their meal very quickly.
When they were about to finish the meal, the boss sent them a serving of fresh cherries. It was said that they had just been picked from the mountain. It tasted quite good.
After the meal, Wang Yao invited them to sit on Nanshan Hill. Wei Hai was the first to agree. He had known Wang Yao for so long, but he had never been to Nanshan Hill. He had only heard Wang Mingbao and Li Maoshuang mention that Nanshan Hill was different.
"Okay, let's go."
They went to the restaurant hall and saw a woman coaxing a child. The girl was only five or six years old. She was crying very hard.
"Mom, I have a stomachache."
"Bear with it. Mom will take you to the hospital right away!" The woman was also very anxious. She was sweating.
Her husband came from outside. He picked up the child and left.
Huh?
Wang Yao glanced at the child.
"Please wait a moment."
"What's wrong?" the man holding the child asked.
"I'm a doctor. Can I see the child?"
Wang Yao was not a saint or a saint. He just felt that the child's face was a little strange. The color of her lips was not right. It was not a good sign.
"Sorry to trouble you."
Wang Yao reached out to touch the child. His face changed.
"She must have eaten something allergic and needs to be vomited immediately."
After that, he reached out and rubbed the child's abdomen a few times and pressed several points.
The child directly vomited in front of the restaurant. She vomited all the food she had eaten at noon. It could be seen from the undigested food that she had eaten a lot of wild mushrooms.
Although wild mushrooms were delicious, some people could eat them. Some people could not eat them. If they did not eat them well, they could be allergic. If it was serious, it could be life-threatening. Sometimes in the restaurant, for the sake of novelty, the mushrooms would be cooked directly out of the pot before the time was up.
"Let's take her to the hospital quickly."
"Thank you."
"Well, how did you do it? You just pressed a few times and rubbed, and she vomited?" Wei Hai, who had seen what had just happened, asked curiously.
"Why? Do you want to try?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
He had just pressed several special acupoints and meridians, which had the effect of vomiting.
"Forget it. Hey, we also ate wild mushrooms just now. Will we be poisoned?"
"Could it be a problem with the ingredients?"
"Our ingredients are definitely not a problem," Wang Yao said. At this time, the owner of the restaurant came out. He was a fat middle-aged man. Apparently, he had heard their conversation. He looked a little unhappy.
"Boss, I'm just joking. Don't mind it." Wei Hai smiled.
"Let's go."
They left the restaurant, got in the car, and went to the mountain village.
The car stopped at the south end of the village.
"Is that Nanshan Hill?" Wei Hai got out of the car and looked at the mountain not far away. It could not even be considered a mountain. It could only be regarded as a mound.
"No, it's behind that mountain."
The winding mountain road didn't seem very long, but when they started walking, they realized that it wasn't easy to walk.
After going around the mountain, another mountain appeared in front of them. There were no fields on it, only trees. They could vaguely see a cottage.
"That's Nanshan Hill."
"Let's go."
The mountain was not high. It was a little steep. It was a little tiring to walk. After walking for a while, they came to the cottage and saw the saplings that had grown into small trees.
"Hey!" Wei Hai rubbed his eyes hard.
Wang Yao led the way in front. He seemed to have just moved casually, and the trees seemed to have quieted down a lot.
The sky was blue. A few white clouds were floating lazily in the sky.
The cottage was not big. It was just right for the four of them to sit down.
There was a pot of tea. The mountain breeze blew in through the window. It was very cool.
"Phew." After going up the mountain, Wei Hai felt a little exhausted. He directly lay on the chair, breathing heavily.
"It's really quiet here!" Li Maoshuang praised.
"It's even better than some famous mountains."
In fact, Nanshan Hill could not be compared with those famous mountains. The only thing that could be better than them was the spirit gathering battle array that Wang Yao had set up here. The reason why those mountains were not so quiet was that many people went there, bringing noise and noise. When it was night time, it was still very quiet.
"The mountains and rivers are spiritual. It feels very comfortable here," Wei Hai said after drinking a sip of tea.
"This tea is good."
The tea was from Nanshan Hill.
The water was ancient spring water.
Of course, it was excellent.
"I think you should build a hotel on this mountain," Wei Hai said.
"Build a hotel for what?"
"Develop it into a resort?"
"It's just a small piece of Nanshan Hill. There are a few hills next to it. What's there to see?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"I think it's good like this."
Even if it could really attract people, Wang Yao would not do it. The mountain was like this, natural and quiet.
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