Jiang Fan and Lin Xiaozhi chatted all over the place for a while. Lin Xiaozhi was amazed by the wealth of knowledge and insights, and her eyes looking at Jiang Fan became more and more intense.
Lin Xiaozhi couldn't help but compare Jiang Fan and Xia Youren.
If you find that there is no comparison between the two, they are completely in the same heaven and the other in the earth.
Jiang Fan barely exerted any effort, and Lin Xiaozhi began to attack on her own.
Just when Lin Xiaozhi was thinking about what name she and Jiang Fan's child should give, Dr. Lin finally drove his car back to the medicine store.
"A Bing, come here to move the goods."
Dr. Lin parked the car, got out of the car and shouted into the store.
"Coming!"
After eating the dog food, A Bing immediately ran out and helped Dr. Lin move the medicinal materials and some bags in the car.
"My dad is back."
Lin Xiaozhi heard the noise and stood up quickly.
Jiang Fan looked outside.
I saw a middle-aged man in his early forties striding in carrying two bags.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Uncle Feng, but he looks slightly older. He wears a gray suit, has three-quarter hair, two eyebrows connected in a line, and a sparse mustache. He has no energy. Uncle Feng is nice, but also very energetic.
Jiang Fan could tell that the other party was also a practitioner, and his cultivation was probably on par with Uncle Feng.
Come to think of it, if Uncle Feng and Dr. Lin were standing together, they would be mistaken for twins!
Having said that, the Hong Kong variety show world is full of veteran stars, and collisions happen from time to time. For relatively famous stars, you can find at least two or three similar ones on Hong Kong Island.
Just like Luo Tianhong and Bu Tonglin.
Some people on the street call them "Gemini Killers".
If Luo Tianhong hadn't dyed his hair blue and was holding an eight-sided Han sword, his unfamiliar subordinates would have mistaken them for each other.
For example, A Le from Helian Sheng and Jiang Tiansheng from Hongxing are also somewhat similar, but they are just similar, not exactly the same.
Otherwise, if Ah Le secretly kills Jiang Tiansheng one day, he can directly become the leader in Hongxing!
In fact, Jiang Fan is also glad that the general played by Da Hua did not appear in this world, otherwise he would not be able to play it at all.
However, this is not necessarily true. After all, Jiang Fan has only been in this world for a short time and the information he has collected is limited.
Even if one day the general really jumps out, Jiang Fan won't be surprised.
At worst, if you get bitten, it's not bad to become a second-generation zombie.
When Jiang Fan was thinking wildly, Lin Xiaozhi greeted Dr. Lin: "Dad, Brother Fan wants to ask you something."
Lin Xiaozhi's name for Jiang Fan has changed during the chat just now.
I guess if Dr. Lin comes back later, his name may have to be changed.
Brother Fan?
When Dr. Lin heard this, he glanced at his daughter and saw peach blossoms in his eyes. He suddenly felt something bad, and immediately his face darkened and he looked at Jiang Fan.
"Mr. Jiang, may I ask where you feel uncomfortable?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I am in good health. Uncle Feng introduced me here. I want to buy some paper tapes and ink."
After hearing this, Dr. Lin's complexion improved a lot: "It turns out that Ah Feng asked you to come here. I didn't expect that you are a member of the same group. I don't know which school you are from?"
"I studied under Wudang, and then went down the mountain to learn some Talisman techniques. I encountered evil spirits a few days ago, and I had no Talisman to protect myself. I almost suffered a Tao attack, so I wanted to draw some Talisman to defend myself."
Jiang Fan said seriously.
What he said was not a lie, his first substitute king was also from Wudang.
It is also true that I had an evil encounter a few days ago.
If you want to get some talismans for self-defense, they won't be adulterated either.
Wudang is also a well-known and decent sect, so Dr. Lin couldn't help but look at Jiang Fan highly: "It turns out that he is a master disciple of Wudang. Sorry, I am disrespectful. My name is Lin Jiu, and A Feng is both from the Maoshan sect. On the entire Hong Kong Island, my family's paper silk and cinnabar are the only ones."
It’s the most authentic. Since Ah Feng introduced you here, even if it’s cheaper, how much do you want?”
Is this also Uncle Jiu?
Hearing Dr. Lin's name, Jiang Fan burst into laughter, and then said: "Let's get 1,000 copies first!"
"1,000 copies?"
Uncle Jiu was slightly stunned.
Making talismans is very energy-consuming. Even he would only draw one or two talismans on certain auspicious days after paying homage to the ancestor.
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I have many brothers, so I have to prepare something for them."
"Okay, you wait."
Paper silk and cinnabar are usually only purchased by those in the know. Sometimes Uncle Jiu himself uses a little, and there is still a lot in stock. Evening out a thousand portions is enough.
Uncle Jiu didn't ask Jiang Fan if he could use it up, since he was just making money anyway.
One thousand copies of materials, converted into cash, is only 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.
Equivalent to ten yuan a portion.
Today's HK$10,000 is equivalent to a year's salary of an ordinary worker on Hong Kong Island.
The settlement allowance for those 49-year-olds is sometimes only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.
For Uncle Jiu, it was a big deal, so he also gave Jiang Fan the corresponding wolf brush and inkstone.
Finally, Jiang Fan fell in love with a century-old peach tree from Uncle Jiu's house.
This century-old peach wood is thicker than an ordinary person's thigh and nearly two meters long. It is enough to make two peach wood swords and some small magic weapons.
This is a treasure that Uncle Jiu found at the Xuanmen Fair some time ago. It is considered a good weapon refining material.
Seeing this, Uncle Jiu joked: "Don't even think about this baby. I plan to make two peach wood swords, one for myself and one for Ah Feng. It won't be your share."
Jiang Fan vowed: "Uncle Jiu, if you see these century-old peach wood, it will be wasted if it is not made properly. This junior is not talented and has great experience in refining weapons. Why don't you give me the peach wood to refine it?"
How about adding two to one and making five?”
"What a good boy, you have such a nice tone!"
Lin Jiu looked at Jiang Fan and saw that he was full of confidence and did not seem to be boasting. He immediately said seriously: "A Feng is my brother. If you want me to give you his share...you have to pay more!"
I didn’t expect you to be such an uncle.
Jiang Fan was slightly stunned, and then laughed. Anything that can be solved with money is no big deal.
When Uncle Jiu purchased the century-old peach wood, he only spent 120,000 yuan.
Jiang Fan gave Uncle Jiu a deposit of 200,000 yuan and promised to send one to him after he made the peach wood sword. If he was not satisfied, the deposit would not be refunded.
If you are satisfied, half will be refunded.
Uncle Jiu was very satisfied with this. No matter Jiang Fan succeeded or failed, he would not lose.
After packing his things, Jiang Fan was ready to leave.
"Brother Fan, are you leaving? Why don't you stay for dinner?"
When Lin Xiaozhi saw that Jiang Fan was about to leave, she hurriedly stepped forward to ask him to stay, her eyes full of reluctance.
Although she and Jiang Fan didn't get along for a short time, Jiang Fan was deeply attracted to her.
A handsome face, a strong body, good conversational skills, a domineering temperament, and extensive knowledge...
How many women would not be tempted by such a perfect man?
It can be said that Jiang Fan is Prince Charming in Lin Xiaozhi's eyes.
When Uncle Jiu saw this, he didn't say much. After all, his daughter would always get married when she got older.
What's more, he also thinks that Jiang Fan, a young man, is very good. If he becomes his son-in-law, he will be very satisfied.
The only problem is that Uncle Jiu saw that Jiang Fan was very lucky and was definitely not the kind of person who would stick with him forever. If Azhi followed him, he would probably be eaten to death.
As someone who came from the 1940s, Uncle Jiu's thoughts are relatively conservative and he is not opposed to men having three wives and four concubines.
In Hong Kong Island, it is normal for a capable man to have several women.
As long as you can afford it and don't abandon it, you won't be gossiped about.
"I've already had dinner. Let's wait for next time. I'll treat you then."
Jiang Fan has good feelings about Lin Xiaozhi.
She is young, beautiful, has a good personality, and is virtuous and sensible.
I believe she can become a good wife and mother.
"Ok, I will wait for you."
After hearing Jiang Fan's words, Lin Xiaozhi suddenly smiled, with a hint of shyness on her face.
Uncle Jiu shook his head, and then said to Jiang Fan: "Today is the Ghost Festival. Mr. Jiang, please go back early to avoid encountering evil spirits on the way."
"Hungry Ghost Festival?"
Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Jiang Fan was thoughtful.
Recently, he has been busy with planting flags at Ciyun Mountain and setting up red sticks. He usually takes time to practice, but he didn't notice that today is the Hungry Ghost Festival.
The Ghost Festival is commonly known as the Mid-July Festival in folklore, but in Buddhism it is called the Bon Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival.
On this day, the gates of hell are wide open, and the chances of encountering evil spirits will increase exponentially.
Jiang Fan's eyes immediately lit up. After taking a taxi back to Ciyun Mountain, he asked someone to find a rooster to learn how to draw the talisman.
At the same time, people rough-processed the century-old peach wood.