Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1089 Interesting

Even if it is a doctor in Tianci National Medicine, there will not be more than one person who can make it.

With a thank you, Jiang Shimao carefully put away the prescription.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly went to fetch medicinal materials for Zhang Fan.

of course.

Before here, he first notified his father that no matter what, he had to go to the Tianci National Medicine in person to get back the last snow mountain silkworm.

As for the explanation, Jiang Shimao planned to cut it first and play later.

Let Zhang Fan gather all the medicinal materials on the prescription first, and then slowly explain to his father.

After staying in Tianci Pharmacy for two hours, all the medicinal materials were collected.

In addition to the snow mountain silkworm, it was made in triplicate and contained two small bags.

"Master Zhang, all the medicinal ingredients are ready and they are here."

Jiang Shimao put the prepared medicinal materials in front of Zhang Fan and said with a smile.

"how much is it?"

Zhang Fan nodded, instead of checking, he asked directly.

"What's not worth the money? The Anshenxiang prescription given to me by Miracle Doctor Zhang is a priceless treasure. Compared with this little medicinal material, it's not worth mentioning."

Jiang Shimao smiled and shook his head.

After getting the Anshenxiang prescription, if he still charged Zhang Fan for the medicinal materials, then he would only feel a burning pain on his face.

That's right.

That's hitting yourself in the face.

"So, then thank you very much."

Since Jiang Shimao refused to accept the money, Zhang Fan didn't force it either, and with a thank you, he left Tianci Medicine Manor with Long Kunlei.

Just a few minutes after Cullinan left, the figure of a middle-aged man rushed into the lobby of Tianci Pharmacy, looked at Jiang Shimao who was still holding the prescription of Anshenxiang and smirked, before he had time to sit down, he asked: "Shimao, what's going on?"

"Father, look at this prescription."

The other party was Jiang Jinpeng, the owner of Tianci Pharmacy.

Jiang Shimao hurriedly handed the prescription to Jiang Jinpeng, and deliberately sold it off.

"An ancient prescription?"

Like Jiang Shimao, Jiang Jinpeng was stunned the first moment he saw the prescription, and then exclaimed: "Where did it come from?"

"Father, do you know the genius doctor Zhang Fan, the founder of Huairentang?"

Jiang Shimao asked with a smile.

"I've heard a little bit about it. I heard that it's a young man who even the president of the medical association would praise. What's the matter? This prescription... Could it be..."

Having said that, Jiang Jinpeng looked at Jiang Shimao incredulously.

He was shocked that this prescription came from Zhang Fan, and he was also shocked that Zhang Fan actually gave this ancient prescription to Jiang Shimao.

This... is a big deal.

"That's right!"

Jiang Shimao nodded noncommittally, confirming his father's guess, and continued to ask with a smile: "Father, do you know what this ancient prescription is?"

"This... the medicinal materials are not too scarce, but when put together, it is hard to tell what the prescription is."

Jiang Jinpeng stared at the prescription for a long time, then shook his head.

"Anshenxiang!"

Jiang Shimao no longer continued to play tricks, but slowly spit out three words.

"Anshenxiang? What is Anshenxiang..."

"What? Anshenxiang!?"

Jiang Jinpeng, who was originally calm, suddenly raised his voice by seven or eight cents, stood up suddenly from his chair, and exclaimed loudly.

"This, this... How could this be Anshenxiang? How could Zhang Fan have a prescription for Anshenxiang that has been lost for hundreds of years?"

"No! This matter is too important, I must immediately go to the Tianci National Medical Doctor and find a doctor to verify it."

Jiang Jinpeng paced in the hall, then rushed out of the hall.

How can there be a little bit of stability of a middle-aged man in a look of urgency?

"Father! The snow mountain silkworms are gone, how to verify?"

Jiang Shimao said dumbfounded.

My father's reaction is a bit too big, right?

"Yes! Yes! The Snow Mountain Celestial Silkworm is gone...Fart! No, what the hell are you still doing? Within three days, I will see the Snow Mountain Celestial Silkworm in the medicine village."

After Jiang Jinpeng nodded subconsciously, he gave Jiang Shimao a hard look and roared loudly.

This completely confused Jiang Shimao.

The snow mountain silkworm is gone.

Blame me?
"Okay, I'll do it right now."

Jiang Shimao smiled wryly.

There was not a word of praise as expected, but he was scolded instead.

Painful baby!

……

at the same time.

Long Kunlei has led Zhang Fan to another place in the capital.

A paradise for warriors, an underground market.

"Master Zhang, this is the largest underground market for warriors in the capital, and basically everything related to warriors can be found here."

Long Kunlei introduced with a smile, and at the same time asked curiously: "I don't know what Doctor Zhang is looking for?"

Tianci Pharmacy has already provided all the medicinal materials to make Anshenxiang, so what else is there?
"Find someone."

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Look, looking for someone?"

This answer made Long Kunlei even more confused.

Who are you looking for to come to the Wuzhe Underground Market?
So ever.

Zhang Fan and Long Kunlei wandered aimlessly in the underground market.

The entire underground market is very large, with a total of three streets, and each street is almost two to three kilometers long.

Some shops display all kinds of antiques, of course, I don't know if they are real or not.

In some shops, there are some weapons. After all, in this place, weapons are legal and can be owned.

There are also shops that are relatively empty inside, and it is impossible to tell what they are selling.

In addition to the shops, there are also various vendors on both sides of the street, who can tell fortunes, cure all diseases, or recruit apprentices.

"This underground market for warriors is really a mixed bag."

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing.

He had been to the black market before, and although it looked messy there, there were people of all kinds and ranks, and there were everything.

However, compared with the underground market of warriors, it is somewhat insignificant.

"This is natural. The warrior underground market is the only place that is only managed by the guards, not the police. Killing people in this place, as long as the other party is also a warrior, does not constitute a crime at all."

"And at the end of this street, there is a martial artist arena, where people who sign life and death certificates fight on it every day."

Long Kunlei was obviously a frequent visitor here, so he couldn't help but smile and said.

Although it is chaotic here, it is undoubtedly a paradise for warriors.

"Oh? Interesting! Go and have a look."

Zhang Fan became interested and walked towards the end of the street.

When walking through the street, all the ears are filled with the yelling from the vendors on both sides of the street.

"Seeing a doctor to see fate, fortune-telling to predict bad luck, to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease, and to turn the bad luck into good luck."

"Hey! My little brother, I think you don't look very good. Is there something unsettling recently? Do you want to count it in?"

As Zhang Fan was walking, a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and whose eyes were almost narrowed into slits blocked his way.

(End of this chapter)