"Old Huang, why do you think my father is so cruel? Am I his biological child? Look at what the old man did..."
"After all, I am also the eldest son of our Shangguan family, and my life has been worse than that of a concubine with a face like a shoehorn."
"Why do you travel for three years before you can return home and inherit the family business? Listen...is this what an old man says?"
"Old Huang, are you listening?"
"Old Huang? Hey...you drunkard actually asked me to drive you a car!"
At a quarter past noon, on the official road leading to Juxian Town.
A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a slightly chubby figure, one leg hanging out of the car, one leg curled up on the car, holding a whip in his hand, was driving a donkey cart slowly into the town.
And on the straw pile behind the donkey cart, there was a sloppy old man lying on his back, drunk, with a pulp-covered wine gourd scattered around.
The plump young man had the compound surname Shangguan, with the single character being Feng.
Lying and sleeping soundly in the straw behind the donkey cart was his cart driver and bodyguard, whose surname was Huang. As for his given name, it was unclear.
Shangguan Feng swung the driving whip and slapped Lao Huang on the calf.
Lao Huang was suddenly awakened, sat up straight, blinked his slightly cloudy and confused eyes, inserted his fingers covered with mud into his messy hair and rubbed it a few times.
"Master, are you here yet?"
"Are we here? Are you still asking me if I'm here? What's the road leading this poor donkey? Where is this?" Shangguan Feng said, and he was about to whip the donkey's butt to relieve his hatred.
Unexpectedly, Lao Huang had a huge reaction and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the whip: "I'll do it, I'll do it."
Only then was Shangguan Feng willing to give up, folding his arms across his chest and leaning on the haystack.
Waiting for Lao Huang to drive him slowly into the town.
"Old Huang, do you think my father is a big deal?" Shangguan Feng said nonchalantly.
The donkey cart moved forward slowly. Lao Huang was reluctant to beat the donkey and shrugged: "The master of the house also does it for the good of the young master."
"For my own good?"
"Um."
"Then tell me, what's good for me?"
The master and servant have discussed this issue countless times along the way.
But until today, the two have different opinions and have not reached a unified opinion.
While feeling the customs and customs of the southwest town, Lao Huang said absently: "Master, I'm not talking about you, Lao Huang. Our Shangguan family is the Alchemy family, and you are the legitimate son of the head of the family. There is nothing wrong with making alchemy, but why don't you do it?"
When refining elixirs, you have to follow your own intuition... Let’s not talk about how many precious medicinal materials have been used in vain over the years. You still beat people. Among the old men in the clan, which one have you never beaten?
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When Shangguan Feng heard this, he became angry and his voice could not help but increase: "Those old men all deserve to be beaten and should be beaten!"
have to!
It seems that today's discussion will have no results.
Shangguan Feng said again: "Those pedantic old men still want to teach me how to make alchemy? What a dream!"
Lao Huang agreed with the young master's statement that the old man was pedantic.
But you can't hit anyone.
It's because Shangguan Feng beats people every now and then.
Those old men were beaten all over, so the head of the family kicked Shangguanfeng out of the house on the grounds of "going out for training."
He and I also had to go out and sleep in the open for three years.
"Hey, Master, where are you going?"
Suddenly, Lao Huang was driving the donkey cart steadily forward, and Shangguan Feng, who was in the cart, jumped out of the cart.
Lao Huang hurriedly tightened the reins and forced the donkey cart to stop.
Stopped in front of a stall on the roadside.
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"What kind of elixir? You want two hundred and fifty spirit stones? Do you think I look like two hundred and fifty?"
"That's right, shopkeeper, is this elixir among the middle-grade elixirs?"
"In my opinion, this is the eighth-grade elixir!"
In front of the stall, there were a few passersby who were joining in the fun.
They saw a stall set up in front of the shop, with dozens of white jade bottles placed on the stall.
Out of curiosity, they gathered around him.
Behind the stall stood a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old and an old man wearing a black shirt.
I think these two are the masters.
Shangguan Feng was born in the Alchemy family, and his curiosity about elixirs was unparalleled, so he came over to join in the fun.
"Rhubarb Pill cleanses the marrow and cuts the menstrual flow. It is mild and has absolutely no side effects!"
When Shangguan Feng saw the introduction of this elixir, he became even more curious.
No one in the world dares to say that the elixirs they refine have absolutely no side effects.
It’s three parts of medicine and poison!
Pills are no exception.
Even worse!
In a remote southwest town, a temporary roadside stall sells elixirs. They actually say that their own elixirs have no side effects?
What a loud tone!
Shangguan Feng took another look.
I deeply labeled this company as a "liar" and left immediately.
"A pill that makes you doubt your life, you deserve it!"
When he was about to leave, Shangguanfeng saw a line of small words on the signboard, and by some strange coincidence, he stopped in his tracks.
Pills can only be classified into useful ones and useless ones.
Can you still doubt your life?
Shangguan Feng heard this statement for the first time, and he immediately became interested.
He motioned to him to pay for it and buy one to try.
Lao Huang pulled a face, showing an expression that looked like he was mentally retarded, and looked at his young master: "Master, where are the two hundred and five?"
Looking at the merchant’s pricing with ulterior motives, you are definitely being deceived!
Lao Huang covered his Qiankun bag and stepped back step by step.
I don’t want to take this two hundred and five.
Shangguan Feng did not believe in evil, so he stepped forward and snatched Lao Huang's Qiankun bag, and glared at the searching old man: "Do you think this young master looks like two hundred and fifty?"
Lao Huang had a subtle expression and nodded secretly!
Shangguan Fengqi exhaled from his nostrils and said: "I would like to see how this pill makes me doubt life. If it doesn't make me doubt life, I will smash this shabby shop!"
After saying that, Shangguan Feng squeezed through the crowd of onlookers who were looking to buy nothing, took out a bag of spiritual stones from the Qiankun Bag and threw it on the stall, and said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I will buy a bottle!"
Seeing that business finally came to his door, Shopkeeper Han squeezed out a smile from his sad face.
Originally, he thought his head was joking.
The price of the elixir is set so high.
But now that things have happened, he is tired!
Destroy it!
"Here, sir, go slowly!" Chu Ling'er had quick eyes and quick hands. He took the bag of spiritual stones and a bottle of rhubarb pill and handed it to Shangguan Feng.
Shangguan Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Chu Ling'er.
It’s just a flash of light!
The eldest son from the Danding family.
woman?
It will only affect the speed of his alchemy!
Shangguan Feng took the elixir and said viciously to the pretty Chu Ling'er: "Shopkeeper, let's put the ugly words at the front. If this rhubarb elixir doesn't make me doubt my life, I will bring someone to destroy your stall soon!"
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"good."
Chu Ling'er is not afraid either, mainly because he has confidence in the master's elixir. This chapter has been completed!