C7 F Ck a Group of Men Were Bathing in the River!

Without a word, the young man simply washed up and laid down. He faced the wall, leaving only an elegant back view for Tang Yue.

Tang Yue did not know how long he had watched, but he gradually fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already sunny outside. The air was filled with the fresh smell of the soil after the rain, making one feel relaxed and relaxed.

Speaking of which, the only good thing about the ancient times was that the environment was good, pure ecology, and zero pollution. If he could make his life more comfortable, he did not mind staying here. Anyway, there were not many things that he missed in his previous life.

He turned his head and saw Hu Jinpeng half-kneeling behind the young man, combing his long hair. Tang Yue's eyes couldn't bear the actions of a brawny man with a face full of stubble.

Moreover, his skills were definitely not up to par. The young man would frown from time to time. His hair must have hurt from pulling.

Tang Yue admired the beauty for a while before he got up and went to the river to wash up. When he reached the river, he was dumbfounded. What did he see? What the hell! A group of naked men were bathing in the river!

Ever since he found out that his sexual orientation was not right, Tang Yue no longer went to places like public baths. He was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he did not pay attention to a man with a good figure.

At this time, the dozen or so men with good figures were rubbing each other's baths. They did not even have a cloth to cover their faces. They were walking the birds with bright eyes. Tang Yue instantly imagined countless kinds of obscene scenes.

"Hey, young dandy, do you want to come down and take a bath together?" A young man with a cloth tied to his arm shouted at him.

Yin Xu recognized one of the people who had suffered light injuries yesterday. He used his laser eyes to sweep up and down at him and thought, Forget it, he felt inferior!

"young master, come down and wash together. I'll rub your back!" The other person turned around. The river only reached his knees. He could see everything up and down.

Tang Yue quickly closed his eyes and shouted impatiently, "The water is already dirty by you guys. Why do you need to wash it?" He came early in the morning to provoke this old man. What was he worried about?

He ran upstream and quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. Tang Yue picked a bunch of wild mustard from the river and went back. Thanks to those years, the people in the city all chased after wild vegetables and let him know a few types.

When he returned, the fragrance of rice and meat floated up from the temple. However, the fragrance came from Hu Jinpeng's side. His Grandpa Shan had caught a wild chicken and was roasting it.

Tang Yue was almost constipated after eating roast meat every day. He ran to Hu Jinpeng's side and peeped at the beautiful young man first. He saw that the young man was looking at the bamboo slip seriously. The morning light sprinkled on his body, giving him a peaceful and beautiful feeling.

The young man raised his head and looked at him doubtfully. Tang Yue quickly greeted him, "Hi, good morning!"

The young man frowned and nodded lightly. Then, he continued reading with his head lowered.

Tang Yue already knew that paper had not been invented in this era. It was written using bamboo slips. He had to remember how paper was made when he returned home. Life without paper, even going to the toilet was difficult.

"Brother Hu, do you have any extra rice? How about two servings? "I'll pay!" Tang Yue squatted beside the small pot and drooled as he stared at the white porridge.

Once upon a time, he had actually fallen to the point where he could even drool at the porridge. Life was truly miserable!

Hu Jinpeng was somewhat troubled. White rice was rare, and even if he had money, he might not be able to buy it. In the entire team, only he and his master ate white rice. He gritted his teeth and took out a portion of his own weight to give to him. "Thank you for saving young dandy yesterday. These should also be considered as remuneration."

"How can that be? I'll pay for it. Let's buy it and sell it openly." Tang Yue said as he went to the mountain to get the money bag.

"Ten knives for a pound of white rice." A cold voice came from behind him. Tang Yue shouted, "What?! So expensive?"

"You can buy ten pounds of rice with one knife."

Rice? " Tang Yue's eyes lit up. Isn't that just millet? That would be even better. He quickly took out a knife coin and handed it to Hu Jinpeng. "Then sell me 10 pounds of rice."

The corner of Hu Jinpeng's mouth twitched for a long time. He was the son of the Duke of An, yet he wanted to do a trade of ten catties of rice. If he told others, he would definitely be laughed to death by those bastards.

"Take it." The young man ordered without even raising his head, causing Hu Jinpeng to have no choice but to accept it.

He was somewhat puzzled. Why did his master insist on taking money? This young dandy's medical skills were not bad. In the future, he would definitely be successful. Now, he gave him 10 catties of grain or 1 catties of white rice. Perhaps there would be even greater returns in the future.

Tang Yue was worried again after he took the rice. They didn't have a pot at all. Even if they had rice, they didn't have anything to cook. They couldn't possibly eat it raw, right?

"Well... do you have any extra pots?" Tang Yue asked the young man directly this time. Since the person in charge was here, there was no need to use the surname Hu as a mouthpiece.

"It's very expensive." The young man put down the book and looked over with a pair of clear eyes, causing Tang Yue's heart to ripple.

Tang Yue glanced at his immobile legs and said, "I can treat you."

The young man's eyes flashed and then returned to normal. He said lightly, "You can't cure it."

"You can't cure it." The four words were plain, but there was a hint of disappointment in them. It must have been many doctors who had not treated it. It was normal that he did not trust himself.

"How would I know if I don't try?" In his previous life, patients had to wait in line for him to see a doctor. Tang Yue felt disappointed that he had been looked down upon.

The young man shook his head and instructed Hu Jinpeng, "Send a set of cooking utensils to Tang Xiaolang." Then he picked up the book and continued reading, ignoring Tang Yue.

Hu Jinpeng took out a small pot and two porcelain bowls for Tang Yue. He stared at him for a long time. His expression was a little complicated, but he did not say anything. He just sighed.

Tang Yue's hair stood on end. He muttered, "It's fine if you don't let the treatment, but don't regret it."