Qian Kun was very happy when he received a call from Li Muchen and wanted to send a car to Hecheng to pick him up.
Li Muchen declined and asked Qian Kun to send him a seat.
It happened that Ma Shan also wanted to go to Qiantang, so Li Muchen asked Ma Shan to drive, and they went to Qiantang together.
Qian Kun lives in an old-style villa on the bank of Qiantang Lake.
The scenery here is very good. You can see the entire Qiantang Lake from the balcony.
The path next to the villa leads directly to the Taoist temple on the mountain behind.
The decoration inside the villa is also antique, but not luxurious.
Qian Kun said he lives here alone.
Ma Shan met Qian Kun for the first time.
Of course he knew about the Qian family, and he had also heard about Master Qiantang Kun a long time ago. He was an unattainable figure, but he didn't expect that he would stand in front of him alive today.
He asked curiously: "Mr. Qian, you live here alone? You don't even have a security guard or a servant. This doesn't look like the life of a big shot!"
Qian Kun said with a smile: "There are no big guys. The real big guys are all staying on the mountain. Going down to the top of the mountain is just to experience the world of mortals. The White Jade Capital in the sky is their goal."
While Qian Kun was talking, he glanced at Li Muchen from time to time.
Li Muchen said: "Brother, let me see your injury."
Qian Kun stretched out his hand and asked Li Muchen to take his pulse.
Li Muchen took Qian Kun's pulse and said with a smile: "Brother, your health is better than I thought, and you recovered very quickly."
Qian Kun waved his hand and said: "That's your medicinal elixir too. I know what my old bones are like."
Li Muchen performed another Golden Needle Crossing on Qian Kun, and then explained some follow-up precautions.
"Brother, your injury is fine. However," Li Muchen stood at the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, "the scenery here is good, but it is indeed not very safe. Aren't you afraid of those Japanese ninjas coming to you?"
Qian Kun laughed and said, "It's just a few bed bugs, not worth mentioning."
Li Muchen asked: "Brother, how did you become enemies with Japanese ninjas?"
"It's a long story." Qian Kun said, "There is a consortium in Japan that competes with our Qian family's business. They can't compete with each other on the surface, so they use some despicable methods. We have repeatedly tolerated it, but our tempers are no longer good.
There is a limit to tolerance for good people. More than ten years ago, we had a fight with the Japanese. The blow was so painful. The result was that we won a great victory, and the Japanese withdrew from then on.
Competition with us. However, because I shot and killed one of their ninjas, I forged a rift with their sect."
"What about your injury?"
"My injuries were also caused by their plot after that incident."
Li Muchen nodded and said: "Brother, you still have to be careful. A few days ago, I met a Ninja disciple in Hecheng. According to the Ninja realm, he should have broken through the Jonin level, which is equivalent to the martial arts level.
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"Oh?" Qian Kun was slightly surprised, "Another Jonin actually came to Hecheng?"
Then he burst out laughing again, "After meeting Brother Li, I guess this Japanese devil won't get anything good."
Li Muchen also smiled and said, "They have already gone to meet their ancestors."
"Okay!" Qian Kun yelled, "Oh, if you hadn't told me that drinking was strictly prohibited, it would have been obvious!"
Li Muchen said: "Brother, this person disappeared in Hecheng. I'm afraid their sect won't let it go. I'm afraid they will find you here, so you'd better be careful."
Qian Kun nodded solemnly.
In the past, just a few genin and chuunin came to harass and harass him, but he didn't care at all.
But this time a Jonin came and died at the hands of Li Muchen.
Among Japanese ninjas, those who can practice jounin must be the best in their sect.
If the Jonin is missing, their sect will definitely send out stronger people to take revenge.
"Brother Li, you have to be careful too. These Japanese people have no real skills but a lot of tricks. They like to stab people in the dark the most."
"Don't worry, brother." Li Muchen said.
After chatting for a while, Li Muchen mentioned that he wanted to find Huang Jing, an old man who was more than five hundred years old, to treat Lin Yun's illness.
Qian Kun frowned and said: "Tongqingtang does exist, I am sure of this, but this is their family heirloom. It may not be easy for you to want it. I can help you find a connection, but whether they will give it to you or not,
I can’t guarantee it either.”
Li Muchen said: "It's okay, as long as I can see people, the worst I can do is exchange things with them."
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Tongqingtang is located at the foot of Chenghuang Mountain and is the most prosperous area of Qiantang.
The courtyard wall, which is as tall as two people, encloses an area of several thousand square meters in the downtown area and looks really impressive.
Inside the courtyard wall is a group of antique buildings, one after another as you enter.
Entering through the main gate is the Tongqingtang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. People flow in and out, all of them are seeking medical treatment, and there is a long queue at the registration desk.
Next to the Traditional Chinese Medical Center is the Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. As soon as you walk in, you will smell the pure smell of Chinese medicine.
Next to it is the Museum of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which displays many rare traditional Chinese medicine raw materials, ancient pharmaceutical tools, and prescriptions written by previous doctors.
There is some Polygonatum here, but it is only about thirty years old. It says fifty years, which is more than ten years old.
Mashan was not interested in medicinal materials and could not help him with the matter of Polygonatum japonica, so he went shopping alone.
He also knew some good friends in Qiantang, so he didn't have to worry about having no one to accompany him.
Li Muchen walked around the museum alone for a while.
I went to the traditional Chinese medicine store next door.
Qian Kun told him that all the old medicinal materials of the Hu family are in the Chinese Medicine Hall.
Today, the owner of the Chinese Medicine Hall is Hu Xiuyi, who is also the deputy general manager of Tongqingtang.
Hu Xiuyi's uncle is the current head of the Hu family, the famous Qiantang traditional Chinese medicine doctor Hu Shiyue.
Li Muchen walked through the corridor of the Chinese Medicine Hall and entered the inner door, where there was a sign saying "No entry for idlers."
A staff member stopped him: "Hey, what do you do?"
Li Muchen said politely: "I'm looking for Mr. Hu."
"Mr. Hu? Which Mr. Hu?" The staff probably mistook him for a salesman from a pharmaceutical factory, with an impatient look on his face, "There are many Mr. Hus here, do you have an appointment?"
Li Muchen said: "Look for Hu Xiu, Mr. Hu, please let me know, and say it was introduced by Master Kun."
"What Master Kun and Master Niu... just wait."
The staff complained and went inside.
When he came out, he had already put on a smiling face.
"You are Mr. Li, please come inside, Mr. Hu is waiting for you."
Li Muchen followed him through the hall and came to an antique room.
Hu Xiuyi is in his forties, looks very delicate and thin, and wears a navy blue Tang suit.
He welcomed Li Muchen in with a smile, and then personally made tea for him.
Li Muchen didn't hesitate and directly explained his purpose.
Hu Xiuyi's face darkened and he said: "Logically speaking, you are the person introduced by Master Kun. Whatever you want, I have to give him face. But this Huang Jing..."
Seeing his hesitation, Li Muchen said, "I'm waiting for this thing to save someone. You can give me a price, or if you have any conditions, just tell me."
Hu Xiuyi shook his head and said: "It's not a matter of price. In the past, our Hu family had some wealth. Thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old Shouwu, and thousand-year-old Polygonatum are all our family heirlooms. If these things are still there, this
Hundreds of years of Polygonatum japonica is given to you. But..."
He paused and said, "More than twenty years ago, when we lived in my hometown, we took the thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica hidden in our home to the capital and used it to treat a noble Lord. After that incident, the family established rules.
, if the family heirloom is to be moved, a family meeting must be held to approve it. Now, the thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica is gone, and the five-year-old Polygonatum odorifera has become a family heirloom. Don’t talk about me, my dad can’t make the decision to give it to you."