C7

Without a word, the teenager simply washed himself and laid down, facing the wall and leaving Tang Yue with an elegant view of his back.

Tang Yue did not know how long he had been watching for, but he slowly fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already sunny outside, the air had the fresh smell of rain and earth, it made him feel refreshed.

The only good thing about ancient times was that it had a good environment. Pure ecology, zero pollution. If he could live a comfortable life, he wouldn't mind staying here. In any case, there weren't many things that he would miss in his previous life.

He turned his head, and saw that Hu Jinpeng was half-kneeling behind the youth, brushing his long hair. A brawny man with a face full of stubble was doing such a woman's actions, which Tang Yue's eyes could not bear.

Moreover, his technique was definitely not good. That teenager would frown from time to time. It must be because his hair was pulled so hard that it hurt.

After Tang Yue admired the beauty for a while, he then went to wash up by the river. When he arrived, he was immediately struck dumb. F * ck! A group of naked men were bathing in the river!

Ever since he realized that his sexual orientation wasn't right, Tang Yue stopped visiting places like the public baths, afraid that a man with a good figure would be embarrassed if he wasn't paying attention.

At this time, those ten odd men with good bodies were bathing with each other, without even a piece of cloth. They were walking around clearly and Tang Yue instantly imagined countless of lecherous scenes.

"Heh, young dandy, do you want to come down and wash together?" a young man with a strip of cloth tied around his arm shouted at him.

Yin Xu recognized one of the lightly injured ones from yesterday. He scanned him up and down with his laser eyes and thought to himself, "Forget it, he's feeling inferior!"

"young dandy, come down and wash together. I'll rub your back!" The other man turned, and the river reached only to his knees.

Tang Yue immediately shut his eyes and roared impatiently: "The water was all dirty by you guys, what are you washing yourself for!" What's the point of coming here to provoke an old man so early in the morning!

After running upstream to quickly brush his teeth and wash his face, Tang Yue picked a bunch of wild mustard greens and returned. It was thanks to the people in the city chasing after him to eat wild vegetables all these years, which allowed him to get to know a few things.

When he returned, the earth temple already had the smell of rice and meat, but the smell was coming from Hu Jinpeng's side. His Mountain Lord had caught a wild chicken and was currently roasting it.

He had been eating barbecue everyday and Tang Yue was almost constipated. He ran over to Hu Jinpeng's side and peeked at the beautiful young man first, only to see him reading the bamboo scroll seriously. The morning light sprinkled on his body, adding an extra sense of tranquility and bliss.

The teenager raised his head and looked at him suspiciously. Tang Yue hurriedly greeted, "Hey, good morning!"

The youth frowned and indifferently nodded, then he lowered his head and continued to read.

Tang Yue already knew that in this era, he had not invented paper yet, he had only used bamboo block writing. When he went back home, he had to remember how paper was created.

"Brother Hu, do you have any more rice? How about you give me two?" I'll pay! " Tang Yue squatted by the small pot and drooled his saliva as he stared at the white porridge.

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

Hu Jinpeng was in a difficult position, there were very little white rice here, even if he had the money he might not be able to buy them, and in the entire team, only he and his master were able to eat white rice. He gritted his teeth, and took out part of his portion to give him: "Thank you for saving me yesterday, young dandy, consider this as the reward."

"What's wrong with that? I'll just pay up, and we'll buy it and sell it." Tang Yue said as he prepared to ask Shan Shan for his money bag.

"One Jin of white rice, ten knife coins." A clear and cold voice came from behind him. Tang Yue shouted, "What? So expensive? "

"You can also buy ten catties of millet rice with one knife coin."

"Millet?" Tang Yue's eyes lit up, wasn't that Xiao Mi? That's even better, he hurriedly took out a knife coin and gave it to Hu Jinpeng, "Then sell it to me for five kilograms of millet."

The corner of Hu Jinpeng's mouth twitched for a long time. He, a dignified son of the State Duke Ann, actually wanted to do a trade of ten kilograms. If word of this got out, he would definitely be laughed to death by those bastards.

"Take it." The youth didn't even raise his head as he commanded. It was impossible for Hu Jinpeng not to accept him.

He was a little puzzled, why did Master insist on taking the money. young dandy's medical skills were not bad, in the future he would definitely become a good person.

Tang Yue was worried again after taking the rice. They did not have a pot, and with the rice, there was nothing to cook either, so they could not eat it raw could they?

"That... Do you guys have any extra pots? " This time, Tang Yue asked the young man directly. Since the person in charge was here, there was no need to use the surname Hu as the voice transmission.

"Very expensive." The youth put down the book, and a pair of bright eyes swept over, causing Tang Yue's heart to ripple.

Tang Yue glanced at his legs that he could not move, "I can treat you."

The youth's eyes flickered, but he quickly regained his calm and said indifferently, "You can't cure it."

"You can't be cured!" These four words were plain, but they carried a sense of loss. Most of the doctors must have seen it and failed to cure it. It was normal for him to not trust himself.

"How would we know without trying?" Thinking back to his previous life, where the patient had to queue for an appointment if he wanted to see a patient, once he got here, Tang Yue felt that he had been underestimated.

The youth shook his head, instructing Hu Jinpeng: "Give Tang Xiaolang a set of cooking utensils." Then, he picked up the book and continued to read, ignoring Tang Yue.

Hu Jinpeng took out a small pot and two ceramic bowls, staring at Tang Yue for a long time. His expression was a little complicated, but he did not say anything, only sighing.

Tang Yue was frightened by his stare, and muttered: "It's fine if you don't want the treatment, but don't regret it."