Lin Fengjin's face changed slightly. He knew that the medicinal properties of the medicinal wine that Xun She finally brewed had a lot to do with the condition of Xun She when it was used as medicine. When it was soaked in, the stronger it was, the better.
If the time is correct, it means that you have to stay up for a full twenty-four hours. In this case, the final medicinal properties may be pure, but the potency of the medicine will inevitably be lost! In fact, the gain outweighs the loss.
It was at this moment that a sound like a broken gong suddenly sounded:
"Give it, give it, give it, damn it's really the best mountain dragon, Sun Mazi, you just said it right? Let it cook for a while and then concoct it? Then damn it, you might as well throw this guy into the medicinal wine right now
First of all, how can this top-notch mountain dragon be so fierce after a good time? Although he will not die from hunger, the anger in his body has been worn away. Without this diamond, don't take the porcelain job! It is a waste of others.
of good stuff!”
Lin Fengjin turned around and saw a man in his forties limping away from the crowd. This man was very fat, but he had a broken leg and walked on wooden legs. His face was full of cheeks.
Hu, with dark chest hair extending from his heart to below his navel, his face was covered in oil and sweat, and he looked a bit ferocious.
Just listen to the people next to you whispering:
"Boss Du is here, it looks good now."
After Boss Du arrived, Sun Mazi's face was also quite ugly, and he said coldly:
"When will you Master Du take a liking to my little shop? Aren't you afraid of getting your feet dirty?"
Boss Du coughed unceremoniously, spitting thick phlegm at Mazi Sun's feet, and said cheerfully:
"I'm here to see your shop? I'm here to see this top-quality mountain dragon. Your Sun Mazi invited me over and I didn't even come! What's the matter? As long as the Sun family hero can say that this top-quality earth dragon is yours,
, I, Lao Du, will turn around and leave immediately!"
Sun Mazi said angrily:
"Although it's not mine, it was brought to me by Scholar Lin to concoct. Do you need to make irresponsible remarks here?"
Mr. Du sighed and said:
"Old Ghost Zhuo has been friends with you for decades. Of course, if you have business, you have to take care of your friends. Scholar Lin, let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, the more powerful this mountain dragon is, the better it can be used as medicine. I am determined not to delay it.
I'm not alone here. Ask the regular customers and traders around you if this is the case. You got this top-quality mountain dragon, but it's a reward from the mountain god. Don't let some idiots waste this good thing.
.”
Sun Mazi suddenly said angrily:
"Okay. Du Goudan, you keep saying it so easily. If you have the ability, you can come and concoct this top-quality mountain dragon on the spot. As long as you can do it, then I will always go around the corner when I see you from now on. I dare not
I’m shocked by your old man’s power.”
Boss Du's nickname was called out by Sun Mazi, and his face immediately turned red and he shouted:
"I can't do it, but it doesn't mean I can't call someone to cook this top-notch mountain dragon. Luo Dapao will be here soon. Let you broaden your horizons!"
At this time, the entire market became noisy around the top-quality mountain dragon brought by Lin Fengjin. At this time, Sun Mazi had no choice but to have the final say, as more and more people gathered around.
The people behind were also anxious, and they were all shouting that things should be done according to the business rules. As a result, the crowd became furious, and the big glass jar containing the top-quality mountain dragon was brought to the table in the center of the market.
This place is used to worship gods during holidays. During the big market on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, this place is also regarded as the core area where various medicinal materials are distributed. In this way, everyone can see clearly.
Yes, then Luo Dapao didn't come. Instead, an old man with a cane came. He seemed to have such high prestige here that he wanted to call him "Master Xiang".
The incense master squinted his eyes and looked at this top-quality earth dragon for a long time. He picked up the dry pipe and took a few puffs before saying with a smile:
"Good stuff. I haven't seen such good stuff in the past thirty years. I can't help but feel my hands itching."
As soon as the incense master spoke, naturally his disciples and grandsons came up beside him and said to Lin Fengjin kindly:
"Master Xiu Cai, Mr. Xiang has been in this business for sixty years, and he is a veteran. If you want to make this top-quality earth dragon, you will have no trouble finding our Master Xiang."
Lin Fengjin was stunned and said:
"I want to make it as soon as possible."
Master Xiang said with a smile:
"I have to let this old man drink some tea and smoke a bag of dry cigarettes. This talented scholar can still wait, right?"
Lin Fengjin smiled and said:
"Of course that's no problem."
As a result, the incense master really asked his disciples to take a stool, drink tea and smoke next to him. Lin Fengjin saw that the old man's eyes were fixed on the mountain dragon in the glass jar, and he knew that smoking and drinking tea was just a pretense, and he wanted to
Familiarize yourself with the patterns of this earth dragon from its actions, and judge its habits as much as possible, whether it is really ginger or old and spicy.
However, Luo Dapao also rushed over at this time, his voice was very loud, and he was indeed called "Cannon", but in fact he was a thin man, very dark and thin, and he looked like a dried date stone, but looking at his arms
The sleeves looked like the muscles on the arms were quite thick, and they looked very strong. As soon as he came, he shouted:
"Although it's important to respect the elderly these days, you can't just look at the pitfalls ahead for the elderly and step on them, right? Master Xiang, your son owes gambling debts. If you want to make a comeback, you don't have to pay for it with your own life.
Right? The strength and agility of this top-grade earth dragon are far superior to ordinary mountain dragons. If your eyesight is dazzled, wouldn’t it be the end of it? Mr. Xiu Cai will also have to pay a sum of money for burning and burial in vain!"
As soon as Luo Dapao screamed, Master Xiang's face became even more ugly. At this time, Du Mazi also came to his senses. Today, this top-quality mountain dragon was taken out from his own shop. What if this thing was taken out by someone else?
Concocted, needless to say, from now on, the Du family's business will be kicked in the face by others! The reputation and credibility that have been built up over the past few decades will be destroyed in one day!
Therefore, Du Mazi also yelled and jumped on the stage, yelling:
"What are you arguing about? Mr. Xiu Cai came to my store looking for my reputation. Did I say I wouldn't take this order? Did I say I wouldn't do his business? Do you want the rules? Do you want it?
You’re so shameless, you’re going to steal all the business in my store, right?”
Boss Du immediately said:
"You can't take this job, okay?"
Du Mazi said forcefully:
"I was already asleep and was called out from under the quilt, so I judged some fallacies. They could all take over the job immediately. Of course I, Lao Du, can do it."
Luo Dapao didn't bother to pay attention to him and said simply:
"Master Xiu Cai, please leave this top-quality mountain dragon to me to prepare. You can rest assured that we will do it right away and ensure that no trace of the spiritual energy is wasted."
Boss Du also gritted his teeth and said loudly:
"Master Xiu Cai, leave this top-quality mountain dragon to me for only fifty taels of silver!"
Master Xiang, the old man's face also turned ugly. He was originally at a disadvantage in terms of age, but now he has no role to play. He came here just to seek fame. To build a brand for his return to the world, he didn't care about anything.
He regained his composure, stood up and said:
"Master Xiu Cai, I have made more than a hundred mountain dragons in my life. I will never take my own life as a joke. If you are worried, how about I do it for you for free?"
Lin Fengjin also felt a bit dumbfounded at this time. Could he be the one who was short of these few taels of production fee? What he was interested in was the success rate. Seeing that the three people were competing fiercely, it was difficult to make up his mind for a while.
However, from the inner feeling, although Master Xiang has rich experience, he is still in his 70s and 80s and has not yet worn reading glasses. It must be a bit uneasy, and Mr. Du is obviously not sure in the first place, and now he has been put on the shelves.
So no matter what, Lin Fengjin prefers Luo Dapao.
However, just when Lin Fengjin stood up and was about to speak, suddenly there were several screams from the outside of the crowd. There were also voices of scolding:
"Get out of the way, why are you blocking here?"
Immediately afterwards, five government officials walked in. The person in front of them was wearing a blue official uniform and carrying a wild goose feather knife on his waist. He should be Xu Weiwei, the head catcher of the local Xunzhou government, but there was another person following him.
Yu Er, a man with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes, was looking at Lin Fengjin, with hatred gleaming in his eyes. Xu Captou walked forward, first looked at the snake in the glass jar, and then looked at Lin Fengjin.
He snorted coldly and said:
"Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you from?"
Lin Fengjin had already done a series of work when he went out this time. Not only did he modify his appearance, but he also considered his identity many times, and then said calmly:
"I am Lin Ye, from the Wanquan family in Hedong. I am a scholar in the 28th year of Zhongfeng. My uncle Lin Zhicheng is just a small sixth-rank censor in Xijing. What do you think?
ah?"
After saying that, he took out various identification certificates from the book basket behind him, as well as the film of the imperial censor Lin Zhicheng (famous assassin). Xu Wei originally didn't take a scholar seriously, but after a while,
Hearing Lin Fengjin introduce himself to his family, he was dumbfounded. The backstage of Scholar Lin in front of him was extremely tough!
This Lin Zhicheng sounds like he is only a sixth-rank official, two ranks lower than the fourth-rank magistrate, but a creature like the censor is born to disgust people. He has a low position and power, and he picks up all the officials when he hears about it! Every month
There is also a ration, and you must impeach three times, otherwise you will be fined and your bonuses will be deducted...
What's more, Lin Zhicheng is still a censor of Qiandu, which means that he has at least seven or eight subordinates under him. If you anger such a person, he can't help you achieve good things, but he can make you do bad things!
If the energy of a Qiandu censor is activated, it is likely that a dozen censors will jointly submit a memorial to impeach the person. This weight is a bit heavy. If such a thing really happened, Xu Wei would not know his own
Whether his immediate boss, Magistrate Luo, can resist it, but he certainly cannot...
However, the person who was assigned this matter today is also a person with great power behind the scenes! Xu Captou originally thought that this was a great opportunity to flatter the noble man, but now he has become a rat in the bellows, and he is being blamed on both sides!
I don’t keep shouting in my heart that this is a bad year.
So after all the checks were correct, Capt. Xu could only force a smile on his face and said:
"Master Xiu Cai, I wonder if you have any idea of selling this snake?"
Lin Fengjin glanced at him and said calmly:
"Not for sale."
Xu Captou choked up immediately, but the officials under him who didn't know how powerful they were were already looking fierce and eager to try. People who know nothing are the happiest people. These officials only know that their master
It is a fourth-grade official hall. What big things can a small sixth-grade official be worth?
However, just when Xu Captou was in a dilemma, a bell-like voice suddenly came from beside him:
"Is it great to be a censor of Qiandu? I want this snake, and you let him impeach me! You heard clearly, my surname is Qin, and I am a member of the inner sect. Just tell him the exact words!"
The person who spoke looked like he had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wearing a dull dark red armor, but there were many strange words engraved on the armor. He was wearing a red cloak behind him and strode to the stage with a sneer.
On the way, he turned around and asked Xu Captou:
"How much does this long worm cost?"
Xu Captou didn't know the specific price. So he asked the people next to him, and a helpful person said:
"Someone just gave me four thousand taels of silver, but the scholar refused to sell it."
The man in dark red armor sneered, took out a banknote from his arms, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it to Lin Fengjin:
"Here are five thousand taels of silver. Take it and get out of here."
Lin Fengjin stopped talking at this time. He took the banknote with a low eyebrow and walked out without saying a word. The people around him were all talking about how stubborn the scholar was before.
I didn't expect that after meeting the "true Buddha", I would still have to bow my head and live a human life.
***
Is Lin Fengjin such an easy person to talk to?
Of course not,
Then why did he shrink back after encountering this kind of thing? There is only one reason.
That was when he recognized the identity of the man wearing dark red armor.
And after seeing this man, a doubt that Lin Fengjin had hidden in his heart suddenly came to light in an instant!
Why is this man so confident that he doesn't even sell the account of the censor of Qiandu? Because although he belongs to the imperial court system, he does not belong to the part that interacts with the censor at all. This man may not know Lin Fengjin, but Lin Fengjin
But she had already set her sights on him.
This person is a secret force directly under the command of the king of the Middle Tang Dynasty: a fierce general in the Xuanwu Gate Iron Guard!
Qin, the commander-in-chief of the Ministry of Fire, goes!
Seeing Qin Qu, Lin Fengjin immediately understood. Where did the traces he found at the spring halfway up the mountain during the day come from? It was obvious that they were left by members of the Fire Department among the Xuanwumen Iron Guards.
came down.
However, what is somewhat curious is that according to the intelligence obtained by Lin Fengjin, the Ministry of Fire should have suffered heavy losses in the Huyun Ridge in the northwest of Xunzhou, but why according to some information he has, these guys are obviously against
What about the giant wood mandrill in the south that pays double attention?
This is undoubtedly another mystery, but I believe that as Lin Fengjin continues to stay here, the mystery will eventually be solved.
Lin Fengjin had no intention of distinguishing these things at this time. The Xuanwu Gate Iron Guard's tracking ability was much stronger than that of the government. After all, his identity could not withstand scrutiny. Why did he talk so much nonsense with him?
Once he arouses suspicion, his trip to Xirong to look for clues about Qingmei Sniffing will probably be ruined on the spot, so he might as well let Qin help him brew Shanlong wine and store it with him temporarily. Then he will join forces with him
The monsters on Hushang Mountain, together with Ao Xi, the three of them joined forces to find an opportunity to ambush and kill Qin Qu. Wouldn't it be possible to kill multiple people with one stone and return the jade to Zhao intact?
***
At that moment, Lin Fengjin didn't care about other people's looks and opinions. He took Qin's money and turned around to leave. He found an inn to rest casually. Since he hadn't eaten yet, he could only give the sleepy shop owner more money.
, let him prepare some food and bring it up. Lin Fengjin was also very hungry at this time. How could he stop after smelling the aroma of the food? He immediately started gobbling it up.
At this time, he took out the crumpled banknote that Qin had flicked over and took a look at it. He shook his head and laughed. It turned out that the guy was shouting five thousand taels, but in the end it was just a banknote of five hundred taels. He really wanted to ask for it again.
It's a typical example of a bitch who wants to build an archway, but Lin Fengjin can understand the thoughts of people like Qin Qu. If he publicizes this matter outside, he will inevitably suffer a lot.
The next morning, Lin Fengjin went to Snake Market again, but how sensitive were Lin Fengjin's ears and eyes? However, he noticed that there were two people following him, who were obviously spies from the Ministry of Fire.
Lin Fengjin is quite familiar with the system of the Xuanwu Gate Iron Guard. This does not mean that his identity has been exposed, but that he has to follow him as a rule, and the main purpose of this spy should also be sent by Qin.
He wanted to see if he had a big mouth, so he pretended not to know and let him follow.
This time he has successfully become a well-known figure. Almost no one in the snake market does not know him, and they also know that the scholar seems to be poor. He also suffered from the mysterious man, but at least it is not easy to catch the head.
They couldn't afford to offend him. For these people, He Captou was already a god, so there were still people saying hello to Lin Fengjin along the way.
Lin Fengjin's excuse for coming here is very simple, that is, his top-quality snake hunter has been taken away, but a relative at home is sick, so he can only buy some ready-made ones. This is logical and cannot arouse the slightest suspicion.
At this time, no one dared to fool him. They all took out the high-quality goods in their stores.
Lin Fengjin looked and turned around, but he came to Xu Meng who had asked for 4,000 taels yesterday to buy him a snake. The two chatted for a while before they realized that after he left yesterday, Master Xiang, Du Mazi, Luo
The three people from Cannon were also invited, and they haven't come back yet. It probably has something to do with the preparation of that top-quality mountain dragon.
However, Lin Fengjin was a drunkard this time and was very picky about the wine. The seller could only shake his head and sigh. Of course, the goods that he said were his own could not be compared with the one you bought yesterday only once in twenty years.
So Lin Fengjin took advantage of the situation and sighed, saying that he wanted to ask if there was anyone who had been catching snakes for many years, so that he could invite him to be a guide. He simply went up the mountain to have a look, and casually gave him two taels of silver.
At this time, I not only had money to earn, but also ran errands for Xiucai Gong. For the shop owner, it was a matter of both face and dignity, so why not? So I quickly went out to inquire about it, and it didn’t take long to bring him
A rough-handed man named Han Xiaoqi came back. There was a sad look on his face. After coming in, he bowed first, looked at Lin Fengjin and said:
"Is this the scholar? I heard that you want to go into the mountains to find snakes and find a guide?"
Lin Fengjin nodded and sighed:
"Yes, I have a relative at home who suffers from wind paralysis. He is tossing and turning day and night, crying out in pain. A famous doctor said that the best Xunshe wine is necessary to penetrate deep into the bone marrow and expel the dampness and cold poison inside."
Han Xiaoqi crossed his arms and sighed:
"I don't dare to hide it from Mr. Xiucai. The more effective the snake-seeking wine is, the more poisonous and ferocious the mountain dragon is when it is soaked in, and the more dangerous it is to capture. I am a little curious, but I don't know Mr. Xiucai."
How did you get that top-notch mountain dragon you caught yesterday?"
Lin Fengjin told yesterday's nonsense again. He was just resting on the side of the road, with a towel floating down the stream, and looking for it by himself. After going several miles into the mountains, he saw a wild boar, all black, lying dead on the river beach.
, the snake bit the pig on its butt, and its fangs were stuck on the pig's butt, and it was tearing and fighting fiercely, so the fisherman gained.
Everyone was amazed and said that the scholar was very lucky. This was obviously a reward from the mountain god. After hearing this, Han Xiaoqi also sighed:
"The good fortune of Mr. Xiu Cai can only be compared with that of Mr. Gu thirty years ago."
Thirty years ago, the old man lived in poverty and had a grandson waiting to die at home because of a high fever. He went to the mountain to collect herbs, but found a monkey lying dead on the ground. He bit a high-grade snake on his arm. He caught the snake and sold it.
, I used money to treat my grandson and still had some money left over, so the family situation gradually improved. Now the Gu family has become prosperous and is one of the top wealthy families in Xunzhou. For this purpose, they even built a mountain temple.
Lin Fengjin's story was actually based on the story of the Gu family. He continued:
"I just thought that I have been blessed by the mountain god recently. If I go into the mountains for a walk, I might encounter a top-grade snake."
Han Xiaoqi sighed at this time and said:
"Young Master Haojiao knows that the mountain god has indeed appeared recently, and many people have become rich. But to be honest, the risk of entering the mountains at this time is many times greater. Ask Boss Xu if that's the case?"
Xu Meng muttered:
"That's what happened. I see that the snake market has lost a lot of familiar faces recently."
Han Xiaoqi frowned and said with a sad face:
"More than a lot. Father Deng and his son went to the mountain for eleven days and didn't come back. They probably went to serve the mountain god grandpa. Six people from the Hong family gang also disappeared for half a month, and a total of thirteen people from Blind Wu's group
, now only the stones that have not entered the mountains are still wandering on the streets, and these are only our local ones, not to mention the Kuhaha who come from other places to catch snakes, and it is estimated that more of them have been taken away by the mountain god."