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Chapter 033: No partiality

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    After the first lunar month, the weather is getting warmer day by day.  On sunny days, there will be many people in shirts coming and going on the small street.

    When the sun came out, Li Xiang, master and apprentice, had their work to do.

    The processing department had something to do, and Li Xiang, his master and apprentice, also wore an apron and a shirt to work.  Their processing tools are no heavier than a hoe. The guillotine cuts the medicine and presses it with a pressure plate. It can cut one at a time, but the slicer can only cut one at a time.

    It doesn't look like heavy physical work, but it requires both hands and heart to do it.  If you don't press it hard, the Chinese medicines will roll one by one or in pieces; don't cut it carefully, let alone uneven cutting, or you may cut your own hands.

    All walks of life have their unique skills and their elites.  As the saying goes, be the champion.

    Yang Youji pierces Yang with a hundred steps and is a master of arrows; the oil seller "takes a gourd and puts it on the ground, covers his mouth with money, Xu Yidi pours the oil out, and enters it through the money hole, but the money is not wet", he is a good general in the oil altar.

    For the processing of Chinese herbal decoction pieces, there are experts who are skilled in knife skills. One centimeter of white peony root can be cut into one hundred pieces, and the pieces are not broken and the pieces are uniform.

    ? Master Chen sometimes tells Li Xiang the wonderful and magical stories of seniors in the industry.

    Li Xiang once asked curiously, "Master, how many pieces can you cut into one centimeter white peony root?"

    Master Chen would smile happily and say helplessly, "I, hehe, forty or fifty, at most fifty."

    "Is there any one in our store that can be cut into sixty pieces?" Li Xiang didn't dare to say too much, for fear that the master would think that he looked down on him.  He wants to be better than his master, so that's probably it.

    "There are, there are, but there is only one."

    "Who is that?" Li Xiang listed the people in the store one by one in his mind, but couldn't figure out who it might be.

    "Old Liu."

    "Old Liu?" Li Xiang felt that the most unlikely person was Master Liu.  Master Liu wears a pair of glasses and is gentle and polite. He said that he is the most cultured and has the most theoretical knowledge. Li Xiang has no doubts.  "How many slices can Master Liu cut?"

    "About ninety pieces."

    Li Xiang was not very clear about the level of ninety pieces.

    He hasn't tried it, and of course he doesn't know how difficult it is.

    When he later became an apprentice with Master Xie, he began to study knife skills until he felt that he was almost ready. He tried it with white peony root, and found that those who could really cut ten pieces could be cut into sections, and those who could cut sixty pieces  It is enough for the ninth grade, more than seventy pieces are super first-class, and one hundred pieces are uncanny workmanship.

    The technology of about 90 pieces made Li Xiang's admiration for Master Liu even deeper. Later, Master Xie (!) said that Lao Liu was an all-rounder in the industry in our big county with a million people in the 1960s.  The Three Musketeers, at that time, Li Xiang could only stand in awe, no wonder he was so awesome!

    ? Master Chen and Li Xiang basically didn't talk when they were working. Except for explaining work and precautions, these gossips were chatted in their free time.

    Doing things or not talking does not affect Li Xiang's good mood in the slightest, because the weather is fine today, because the tenderness in his hand is still there last night, and the beauty in his heart is still there.

    What happens to a man who owns a new car for the first time in his life?  Take care of yourself.

    He definitely doesn't want others to touch it, even if he drives or rides it himself, he should be careful, for fear of bumping into it.

    ?Last night, Li Xiang's touch was gentle, gentle and refined, and the pity and pity in his heart came from the true love in his heart.

    Is love true?

    No, no, no, many, many times in life, the truth is not necessarily eager, not necessarily impatient, not necessarily impatient.

    Underneath the true love is often a luxurious grace, calm and calm, elegant and unrestrained, like a slowly flowing stream in the mountains and forests, which makes people feel refreshed, happy and fascinated.

    ? A long history, a long stream ¡ª¡ª

    On the spacious road, the author has witnessed such a person with his own eyes, taking off his shoes, barefoot, carrying a brand new bicycle, wading through a short and shallow road less than ten meters;  On a country road, I saw a guy riding a half-new bicycle, going forward fearlessly, and finally fell into the rice field.

    Life is so rich and colorful, and life is so wonderful, it always makes you sigh and feel a lot of emotion.

    Yes, the good mood dispelled the shadow of brooding in Li Xiang's heart, but it strengthened his determination to sacrifice his life for righteousness as a flower protector.

    The processing department is behind the pharmacy building, and the toilet is next to the processing department.  Upstairs, shopkeepers who need to urinate, usually?The child was young and very noisy. When he went to work in the afternoon, Master Chen would come here to sleep and rest.  Now that the child is older, Master Chen seldom uses it, which is cheaper for Li Xiang.

    Last night, Li Xiang and Liu Yun didn't have much trouble, they were more immersed in love.  The only progress was that Li Xiang later raised his backhand on the outside (he couldn't figure out the left and right hands, but he could figure out the anti-shun), and softly said in Liu Yun's ear, "Can I have an opinion?"

    "Do you have any other opinions?" Liu Yun said in his heart, I am already the emperor's grace.

    "Have you seen it? This hand is so pitiful. You won't be biased, will you?"

    Liu Yun didn't expect this guy to make such a brazen request, so she raised her hand and hit him.  The moment she raised her hand, she left an empty door, and Li Xiang's backhand took advantage of it.

    Liu Yun pinched his hand, "You are the first, there will never be second, you know?"

    The happy Li Xiang gently squeezed his hand, "I know, but this is the first one." He gently squeezed his backhand slightly, "This is the second one!"

    One hand against the other, Liu Yun pinched them lightly, and then led them out, "It's getting late, I'm going back."

    After sending Liu Yun back, what made him quarrel with Li Xiang was the aftertaste that made it difficult for him to sleep.

    Didn't sleep well at night, lay down on the recliner, didn't read two pages of books, Li Xiang soon fell asleep.

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