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People. Humanoid lathes?

Li Ang was dumbfounded, took the copper ball thrown by Cheng Juxiu, and weighed it in his hand.

It is heavy, strong, and still has the residual heat from the time of melting and casting.

"With the aid of tools, a monk in the Cloud Patrol Realm can be worth thirty, fifty or even more excellent craftsmen."

Cheng Juxiu said with a smile: "Of course, the time and energy of a monk are extremely precious, and it is too late to use it to circulate breath, expand the sea of ​​​​qi, and improve the cultivation level every day, and it is impossible to lower one's status to serve the dignitaries.

Even for those who can recover their strength by themselves, no one will go to the pier to carry big bags.

Only when encountering some problems that cannot be solved by ordinary manpower, the academy will transfer us.

For example, killing evil spirits, controlling floods, opening mountains when encountering mountains, building bridges when encountering rivers, etc. "

"These things help people's livelihood.

The monks of the Yu country were supported by the whole country, so they should naturally bear corresponding responsibilities, not like the monks in other countries, who feel that they are born superior to others when they have a little strength, so they should be domineering. "

Pu Liuxuan said something lightly, turned to look at Li Ang, and said with a smile: "Also, I have already resigned as a professor of the state school.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, you go to the state school to register yourself, and the application for the provincial examination will be cancelled.

With a letter of recommendation, you can skip the provincial exam. If you really get in the top ten in the provincial exam, it will take up additional places for other people. They are all classmates from the same hometown, so there is no need to attract jealousy. "

"Um."

Li Ang nodded in agreement, and asked, "Then teacher, are you going back to Chang'an this year?"

"Me?"

Pu Liuxuan pondered and said, "Next year.

Ju'er is still young and can't stand the long journey.

Besides, I also need time to prepare.

By the way, Juxiu, when are you going back to Chang'an? "

"It should be a month later."

Cheng Juxiu said: "I have to go to other places to see if there are any fluctuations in the spiritual pulse. After the results of the provincial examination here come out in a month, I will return to Chang'an with the students."

Li Ang felt a little regretful that the teacher didn't return to Chang'an this year,

The three of them sat and chatted for a while, and after drinking the Qujiang flakes in the teapot, Li Ang said goodbye and left.

Lingmai, Xuegong, Talisman, Kendo.

Li Ang walked hurriedly on the street, feeling uneasy and excited like never before.

A future full of infinite possibilities is slowly unfolding in front of you, as long as you can enter the academy

"Master, it's not good, it's not good!"

Chai Cuiqiao's voice came from the front, and Li Ang looked up, only to see his little maid running towards him, rushing forward, and said out of breath, "Baoantang Baoantang."

"What's wrong?"

The security hall was burned and looted? Or is someone looking for trouble again?

Li Ang looked forward in the direction of Chai Cuiqiao's finger, and found another group of people gathered at the gate of the security hall.

A middle-aged man in linen clothes, who seemed to have been tortured by hard labor, was standing anxiously on the threshold of the security hall, knocking on the door and shouting loudly, "Doctor, is the doctor there?!"

"I am!"

Li Ang ran forward, squeezed through the crowd, and was about to ask where the patient was, when he saw a donkey cart parked on the flat ground below the threshold.

The donkey is a black and skinny donkey, and the cart is a simple wooden cart. Standing beside the cart is a very flustered child of about ten years old, who is also sallow and emaciated.

And a middle-aged woman was lying on the car, her left calf was slightly bent, her skin was swollen strangely, her body was arched in pain, and her head was sweating profusely.

"fracture."

Li Ang spoke very quickly and asked the man in a deep voice, "Is this your wife?"

"Yes, she fell down while chopping firewood on the mountain, you must save her, doctor."

The middle-aged man stammered and his tone was extremely flustered.

"If you can save me, you must."

Li Ang didn't have time to think about it, he yelled to get the crowd to disperse, he led the donkey cart by the rope and went straight to the backyard, opened the courtyard door, rushed into the house, and came out with a piece of gauze.

"Risheng, what's going on?"

Gentle inquiries came from the crowd, and a young scholar with an honest face squeezed out of the crowd. It was Song Shaoyuan, the son of Aunt Song in the Lansheng Building next door.

"The leg bone is broken."

Li Ang didn't have time to ask Song Shaoyuan when he came back to Weizhou City, so he said directly: "Brother Song, can you go to Jingbaoxuan Ceramics Store to buy some gypsum powder?"

Song Shaoyuan was taken aback, and said, "Gypsum powder? I have it at home, and it's used for making tofu."

"No, plaster of paris, not raw plaster."

Li Ang said quickly: "When I came, I saw that Jingbaoxuan was still open.

Please go out and tell them, buy some plaster of paris for porcelain repair, the more the better. In addition, I need a few clean coarse cloths and a basin of clean water. "

"good."

Song Shaoyuan didn't talk nonsense, squeezed out the crowd and rushed to the backyard of Lansheng Building.

Li Ang took a deep breath, handed the gauze to the middle-aged woman on the donkey cart, and said in harmony: "Bite this cloth, don't swallow it."

When the middle-aged woman bit the gauze, Li Ang stepped forward and lightly touched her crooked calf.

The wound was touched, and the pain was severe. The middle-aged woman immediately shed more cold sweat on her forehead. She subconsciously held the palm extended by her son beside her. She squeezed it hard for fear of hurting her son. She hurriedly let go of her palm and clasped her hands together. The edge of the donkey cart.

Because of too much force, the thin and dark skin on the back of the hand looked a little pale.

"The tibial shaft is fractured, but luckily it's not comminuted."

Li Ang raised his head and said to the middle-aged woman, "We need to reset the technique. Hold back."

After all, without giving the other party time to react, Li Ang pinched both ends of the calf, rotated and straightened it vigorously.

click.

Accompanied by exclamations from around, the sound of bones vibrating pierced back to the palm of her hand very clearly, the middle-aged woman almost fainted from the pain, and she fell on the donkey cart.

"Don't move, don't move."

Li Ang also had a little cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly asked her husband to hug her while looking back.

Soon, Song Shaoyuan and the two clerks of Lansheng Building squeezed out the crowd with two basins of gypsum powder and one basin of well water, put three wooden basins on the ground, and took out a stack of rough cloth from their arms, "Day Sheng, things are here, then what?"