Chixia City is still peaceful at the moment.

But Cheng Ling had already begun to process the supplies she had obtained from Ran's caravan in batches.

Some of them were still in Cheng's house, but some were driven by Hong Guangyi. She followed the car personally and quietly transported them out of the city when there were few people around.

In addition, she was constantly exchanging the money she had received recently into various other supplies.

Among them, the most important ones are medicinal materials.

The recent weather has been raining every day, but the better thing is that the rain usually falls in the evening, and the sun can often shine again in the morning. Therefore, Cheng Ling's solar energy can circulate healthily.

Therefore, in addition to beating herself up in stance, practicing martial arts, and practicing the control of Qi, she would also set aside a period of time every day to prepare medicinal materials.

After all, her solar energy has miraculous effects in medicine, but it would be wasted if not used.

Cheng Ling remembered a lot of Chinese patent medicine formulas, and she prepared them one by one in order of emergency, common use, and practicality.

First of all, it is an indispensable hemostatic medicine and medicine for bruises in troubled times.

The two Yunnan Baiyao safety pills in her backpack were gone, and this kind of first-aid medicine especially needed to be reproduced.

The formulas of Yunnan Baiyao and Insurance are kept secret, and Cheng Ling doesn't know it either. She does know a life-saving pill from the Department of Injury, which is a secret recipe passed down by her master, and she can prepare it right now.

Next is the medicine for gold sores. The medicine for external use of gold sores is also indispensable, but Cheng Ling did not prepare it himself.

She just taught Mu Sanniang the prescription and preparation method, and prepared one of the main ingredients herself. Then Mu Sanniang took Cheng Dani to handle the preparation.

When Mu Sanniang saw Cheng Ling taking out these unknown prescriptions, her eyes turned red and she missed Mr. Mu.

"It was your grandpa who taught you the prescriptions, wasn't it? When I was with him before, he said that these prescriptions were passed on to men but not to women. I was not allowed to learn the profound ones. I was only allowed to learn some superficial knowledge from your grandma. I didn't expect that he would know how to do it.

Teach you quietly."

Cheng Ling said: "Auntie, Grandpa is willing to teach me, and he actually cares for you. Although I am a boy, my surname is Cheng, not Mu. If I were not your child, Grandpa would not care about me.

Where’s the onion?”

These words immediately made Mu Sanniang laugh. After laughing, she looked at Cheng Ling, slightly lost in thought.

What kind of boy is this? She is obviously a little lady.

But from being close to being distant, from being far away to being close, even Cheng Ling himself only regards himself as a man.

It's okay for now, but what will she do when she grows up?

Mu Sanniang had hidden worries in her heart, but she could not express them.

The disciples in the martial arts gym sometimes help dry, wash, cut, and do other chores.

Someone helped with the chores, and Cheng Ling only made some of the most important medicines himself, so even though there were many things, everything was handled in an orderly manner.

She also purchased a batch of turbid liquor and distilled it into alcohol herself.

Cheng Ling did not ask others to participate, but made the entire process by himself.

Because in this era, sake is expensive, and if alcohol distillation technology is used in brewing, it will definitely be a killer. Cheng Ling knows the value of this thing, so he will not spread it casually.

However, even if it is deliberately kept secret, when high-purity alcohol is distilled, the uncontrollable smell of alcohol still attracts a lot of inquiry.

At least the neighbor to the east of Cheng's house couldn't help but send someone to ask.

Their family was what Mu Sanniang once said. The old lady was accompanied by a little maid, and they were a particularly well-off family.

Hong Guangyi opened the door and invited the housekeeper in. Cheng Ling had already closed the doors and windows of the distillation room. She walked to the martial arts training ground in the vestibule and casually picked up a long wooden gun on the shelf, as if trying to test it.

A random throw forward like a hand.

The spear roared past like a flying dragon.

The sound of the biting wind passed by the Guo family steward's ears, and then with a hiss, it fell into the mud six feet behind him.

The barrel of the gun penetrated the ground three feet deep, and the tail of the gun swayed in the air, as if it had some buzzing sound.

The steward next door was shocked. He shook his legs and trembled his lips. He tried to speak several times, but couldn't say anything.

Until Cheng Ling asked: "Did your master bring you something?"

The steward of the Guo family trembled, and finally spoke: "I, I... I, my eldest son, please tell me, does your family have good wine? If so, do you want to sell it or not?"

Cheng Ling said: "There is good wine, but we don't sell it."

It's that simple and straightforward.

The manager of the Guo family got her right words, but it was as if he had caught a falling guillotine. He took a long breath and didn't dare to pester him at all. He quickly said: "Yes, yes, I will go back and answer you now."

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As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his back and took a step back, turned around and ran away.

That speed was almost as good as if there was a beast chasing him behind him.

On the martial arts training ground, a young man immediately covered his mouth and let out a secret laugh.

After the manager of the Guo family came home, he tried to persuade his host: "I can't afford to offend that family. Those young men are so hot-blooded. Who wouldn't be scared to see them?"

He also said: "That Master Cheng is even more terrifying. With just a flick of a wooden gun, good guy, it can all be inserted into the ground..."

While talking, he also made exaggerated gestures.

The old lady in their family was startled when she heard it. She covered her chest repeatedly and said: "Oh, it scares this guy to death. I just told him not to deal with him. He dares to kill people on the street. What else can't he do? Da Lang,

Stop your thoughts now!"

It happened that the third son who was working as a clerk in the army came back. He pointed at his eldest son who was working as a shopkeeper in a restaurant and scolded him: "Brother, you are really blinded by lard! Do you know who that person is? How dare you provoke him?"

The shadow of a person's famous tree. By now, Cheng Ling's evil reputation has spread to everyone in Chixia City. This is the benefit of becoming famous.

Cheng Ling was able to continue to develop relatively steadily in an environment that was obviously surrounded by storms.

She has two small portable spaces. The collection space can only hold collected items, and the current capacity is relatively loose.

The space in the backpack can be used to carry foreign objects, but unfortunately it is only one cubic meter in total. After storing her original backpack supplies, there were only about 0.6 cubic meters left.

Cheng Ling filled it with a bag of carefully selected rice seeds, two small bags of fifty kilograms of corn, various finished medicines, and some important daily necessities.

Some delicacies and snacks were also put in, and several large bottles of newly distilled alcohol were also put in.

In addition to collecting and storing these materials, Cheng Ling also did a very important thing.
Chapter completed!