The next day, Jiang Yang got up early, fetched some water and washed himself, then waited outside Shangguan Feng's room early.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the closed door creaked open.
The disheveled Shangguan Feng yawned and walked out with one unsteady step.
As soon as they opened the door, the two of them looked at each other, and Shangguan Feng was shocked.
"What are you doing blocking the door of my young master's room so early in the morning?" Shangguan Feng frowned slightly, and then his expression changed to one of great joy.
"Have you figured it out? Quick, quick, quick, give me the prescription of Dahuang Dan. I will leave immediately!"
Jiang Yang pursed his lips and shook his head numbly: "No."
Hearing this, Shangguan Feng's expression changed again, becoming one of impatient expression.
He said: "Come on, let's not disturb my quarrel with that girl. Don't think that if you come to intercede, I will let her go."
Just after walking a few steps, Jiang Yang said behind him: "Shangguan Feng, as long as you promise to do three things for me, I will give you the prescription of Rhubarb Pill. Haven't you always wanted to know what the last ingredient of Rhubarb Pill is?
?”
"real!"
Shangguan Feng immediately showed a surprised expression and turned back.
But before he could hold it for three seconds, his expression changed again and became suspicious.
This Ta Ma must be a face-changing master...
Shangguan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Jiang Yang, and asked: "Are you so kind? You don't want me to do something harmful to the world for you, do you?"
Jiang Yang shook his head, walked down the steps with his hands behind his back, and faced the rising sun.
The glimmer of morning light hit that handsome face.
It's like it's covered in a golden glow.
Shangguan Feng admitted that this little Taoist priest was very handsome, not just ordinary!
"There is no need for you to do anything harmful to nature. The first thing is to help Pindao make elixirs. Pindao is short of money!"
"It's a trivial matter!" Shangguan Feng raised the corner of his mouth.
He was born in Xuanwu Pavilion, a family of alchemists.
Refining alchemy is a piece of cake for him.
so easy!
"What about the second thing?"
"Let's get the first thing done first."
"That's okay." Shangguan Feng said: "I am familiar with refining pills. Let me tell you, if you want to do it, let's make the Soul-Calling Pill...
This elixir is ranked in the fifth grade. Although this elixir is only in the middle grade, its effect is surprisingly good and can often save a person's life in a life-or-death situation.
Most cultivators traveling around the world will keep one. The demand is huge, so we don’t have to worry about not being able to sell it.
Moreover, the price of this elixir is extremely high. Excluding the cost of raw materials, one soul-rejuvenating elixir can net you thirty blood spirit stones. After just a few furnaces, you are guaranteed to make a lot of money."
Shangguan Feng talked so eloquently that his saliva flew everywhere.
"What is the Blood Spirit Stone?" Jiang Yang didn't know, but it must be a very precious thing.
Shangguan Feng patted his head and made a "pop" sound: "I almost forgot, your Xishu is a small place, there is no blood spirit stone... Blood spirit stone is the hard currency of Zhongzhou, one blood spirit stone is equal to..."
Shangguan Feng did not continue.
He was afraid that speaking out would scare the Taoist priests from this small place.
In short, that’s a lot.
I guarantee that the little Taoist priest will never be able to spend it all in his lifetime.
It is only a matter of time before he becomes the richest man in Xishu.
"How about it? Please consider my suggestion... I will give you a list of the materials for refining the Soul-Calling Pill. You go and prepare it. I will show you my skills in a moment."
Shangguanfeng thought Jiang Yang would agree immediately. After all, this was a hugely profitable business.
No one can resist this temptation.
What's more, it was Jiang Yang himself who said he was short of money.
"No no no..."
Jiang Yang said no three times in a row, shook his head, and said with a firm expression: "If you don't refine the Soul-Calling Pill, everything will be done according to my wishes."
"Then what do you want to refine?"
Shangguan Feng was a little unhappy, but for the sake of Dahuang Dan, he endured it.
Jiang Yang mentioned more than a dozen kinds of elixirs in one breath, and then said: "I will go down the mountain in a while and help you bring back the medicinal materials needed for these elixirs. You can prepare them."
After saying that, Jiang Yang left without looking back, not giving Shangguan Feng a chance to refuse.
Shangguan Feng stood there, his brows furrowed and his lips moving...
The further back he went, the more strange Shangguan Feng's expression became.
Aren’t these some of the most common and lowest-level elixirs?
You will never be able to make a fortune by relying on these wealth accumulations...
Jiang Yang, what does this mean?
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"What are you doing? It looks like a moving chair?"
Lao Huang laid the last piece of straw on the roof of the thatched house, sat on the beam and took a sip of wine. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Yang "working as a carpenter" below.
Without noticing for a moment, the object in his hand had already taken shape.
It roughly looks like a chair with a backrest and two wheels on both sides.
It's just that the wheels are a lot smaller than ordinary wheels, and they even look weird.
Jiang Yang raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up at Old Huang, then looked at the proud work he had just made, and said with a smile: "Old Huang, it's either a statue or a moving chair."
After saying that, Jiang Yang stood behind the chair and put his hands on the protruding handles.
Under Lao Huang's gaze, he pushed the chair easily.
Old Huang saw the chair move and smiled dumbly.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and joked: "Are you going to give her this moving chair?"
"Her?" Jiang Yang pretended to be confused, "Which her?"
Lao Huang first smiled "hehe", then jumped off the roof and landed floating on the ground.
I stepped forward to observe the "moving" chair carefully, and even sat on it to try it out.
"Which one are you talking about? Of course it's the one who lives here."
Old Huang stretched out a finger to poke Jiang Yang's heart, and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have always had a hard time with beauty. What's more, she is a great beauty. Not only is she extremely intelligent and resourceful, but what's even more rare is that she has
Insightful and broad-minded.
If you are a man, you should achieve great things!"
Jiang Yang didn't expect that Lao Huang would have such a high opinion of her.
Is there any?
At the same time Jiang Yang was thinking:
If you keep such a woman by your side, will you be under too much pressure?
"I'm not a hero..."
Jiang Yang still refused to admit it, but just laughed at himself, picked up the sanding paper on the side, and polished the newly made chair carefully.
After polishing, put it into your Qiankun bag.
He patted the sawdust on his body and left.
Unexpectedly, Lao Huang said again: "Don't forget to take the brewing business to your heart."
Jiang Yang waved back: "I won't forget it. I came down the mountain specifically to purchase wine-making equipment."
Old Huang looked at Jiang Yang's leaving figure, shook his head helplessly, and whispered:
"Humph, I believed your lies."
"It's true that I went down the mountain to tease other girls this time..."