Chang'an City.
In the Ministry of Revenue hall, Fang Xuanling was busy when a petty official rushed in.
The hurried footsteps prompted the old Fang to directly smash a teacup at him.
Get out!
Master Fang~~
Get out! Have you no manners!
The petty official had to retreat with a sheepish grin, closed the door, and then knocked twice solemnly.
Come in!
Master Fang, Master Fang, Duke Fang has arrived, and he brought a convoy, saying he was here to deliver grain.
Such a big matter, dawdling, lead the way!
The old Fang immediately got up from his chair and walked towards the outside.
The petty official quickly followed with a bitter face. Damn it, why is it my fault?
Outside the Ministry of Revenue, a hundred tractors were lined up, attracting countless citizens to watch. Such a large-scale convoy had never appeared in Chang'an City before.
As soon as the old Fang came out of the Ministry of Revenue, he was stunned by the scene. He walked tremblingly to Fang Er's side.
Little, boy, what, what is this car carrying?
Hahahaha, Great Eagle, move a box down and let Master Fang have a taste!
Fang Er smiled and said to Yan Shuangying.
A wooden box was lifted from the carriage and placed at Fang Xuanling's feet. Yan Shuangying opened the lid and retreated to the side.
The old Fang was stunned. The box was filled with dried fish, a foot long, headless, tailless, all middle sections.
As he reached out to pick up one and put it into his mouth, Fang Er just extended his hand to stop him, but this old fellow had already taken a bite.
After a crisp crunching sound.
Ouch!
The old Fang screamed in pain, and two of his front teeth were knocked out.
Fang Er was speechless.
To ensure sufficient shelf life for the dried fish, these fish were roasted until they were as hard as wood. For the old Fang's age, losing only two teeth was already considered lucky.
Little Zhi, Old Hu is not done with you~~
The old Fang looked at the two teeth in his palm and glared at Fang Er.
Master Fang, this is not my fault. You started chewing without saying anything. I wanted to stop you, but you didn't give me time.
Fang Er spread his hands to show his innocence.
Old Hu only has these two teeth left~~
Fang Xuanling wanted to cry looking at those two big teeth.
In those days, due to maintenance issues, premature tooth loss was not uncommon.
Well, especially for people with kidney problems.
Fang Er: Come, Master Fang, open your mouth and let me take a look?
Did these happen to be his last two teeth that were knocked out?
No wonder his speech was so slurred!
The old Fang, wronged, leaned forward and opened his mouth: Ah~~~~
Ugh~~!
A smell like a sewer wafted over.
I say, Master Fang, your temper is really quite strong!
Fang Er said, then took out a pair of false teeth from his pocket and handed them to Fang Xuanling.
Here, try putting this in your mouth.
Fang Xuanling looked at the false teeth and retreated repeatedly, startled.
Damn it!
From whose dead mouth did you fish these out?
These were not single false teeth, but the full sets from the 80s and 90s, which could be directly snapped onto the gums. Once worn, they looked like normal teeth, and after eating, they could be removed whole, washed, and then put back in.
Fang Er had to explain to him.
Master Fang, please don't misunderstand, these were not fished out of anyone's mouth.
Instead, I made them from other materials. How about you try them?
Fang Xuanling took the false teeth and looked at him suspiciously: They are really not from a dead person's mouth?
Really not! Have you ever seen anyone with such neat teeth?
Fang Er pointed to the perfectly aligned false teeth and said with certainty.
These are artificial syntheses. Not only are the teeth white, but they are also neater and more beautiful than those reshaped by dentists.
The old Fang stared for a long time before making up his mind, fitting them onto his gums, separated by upper and lower jaws.
Click~
Click~
Click~
Feeling the false teeth in his mouth, the old Fang even tried to bite a few times. The upper and lower teeth clashed, making a crisp sound.
Huh? They feel pretty good. He muttered and then said to the petty official beside him.
Someone, bring this old man a flatbread.
When the flatbread was delivered, he took a bite with his false teeth. The satisfying biting sensation and the beautiful tooth marks left on the flatbread made the old Fang extremely excited.
Hahahaha, good stuff, really good stuff!
After so many years, I can finally feel the joy of biting something again!
Hahaha, ah~~
Joy turned to sorrow. As he was laughing heartily, the flatbread in his mouth suddenly got stuck in his throat. This startled Fang Er, who immediately hugged him from behind.
Heimlich maneuver!
He wrapped his arms around the old Fang's waist with both hands, clenched his fists, and then used the heel of his palm to exert an inward and upward force on his upper abdomen.
Once.
Twice.
The surrounding officials of the Ministry of Revenue, the petty officials, the onlookers, and the Heavenly Fire soldiers who had returned with Fang Er were all dumbfounded.
In broad daylight, in the Ministry of Revenue of the nation, a Duke and a Duke performed such an action!
It was simply an assault on the eyes!
The old Fang's face turned red, like a monkey's backside, whether from choking or shame.
Fang Er didn't care, his hands continued to exert force.
Third time.
Fourth time.
Cough~~!
Finally, the flatbread was expelled. As soon as he let go, the old Fang retreated as if he had seen a ghost.
Boy, you, you, what were you trying to do to this old man just now!
Fang Er then noticed that the expressions of those around him were not right. Damn it, they wouldn't think I was doing something shameful to the old Fang, would they?
I must explain this quickly, otherwise, who knows what people will gossip about behind our backs in the future.
Master Fang, look at what's on the ground? He pointed at the flatbread that Fang Xuanling had just spat out.
The old Fang, full of shame and anger: So what if it's a flatbread! If you don't explain clearly, this old man will die with you, even if it costs this old bone!
Damn it, at my age, my reputation has been tarnished by this brat. How can I face people anymore!
Fang Er could only say with a wry smile: This is called Hai~~, no, this is called Fang's emergency method.
It is very effective for foreign objects stuck in the throat. If I hadn't intervened just now, Master Fang would have been choked to death by this piece of flatbread.
After speaking to Fang Xuanling, he turned to the crowd.
Since everyone is present, I, Fang, will explain this emergency method to everyone today. If you learn it, it might be useful in the future.
Especially for children at home, it is common for them to choke on things they eat randomly. If you learn this, you can also provide immediate assistance.
Then, while explaining, he pulled Su Feng and Yan Shuangying over, asking one to play the person choking and the other to play the rescuer.
Both of them were from martial arts backgrounds and learned this simple emergency method quickly, but they felt quite awkward performing it in front of so many people.