I open a shop in Qixia Town

Chapter 662 Breakup
After Yao Yue collected the gold, she began to pick up the pocket jars.

Huang Yaoshi picked up a miniature jar and looked at it curiously.

Before long, the counter was filled with miniature jars.

Yao Yue said, "Forty pocket jars are now available."

"Thank you very much."

Hong Qigong smiled and cupped his hands.

Yaoyue nodded slightly.

Master Huang Yao and his daughter each held a miniature jar in their hands, and looked exactly the same, with their heads down in deep thought.

Hong Qigong laughed.

"Well, did you two see anything?"

Huang Rong smiled playfully and asked, "Seventh Master, why does this pocket jar have no opening? How do I open it?"

Hong Qigong replied: "It's simple. Just tap the miniature jar with your hand and it will break."

"Shoot it open?"

Huang Rong was startled.

"Hey, let me try!"

Zhou Botong rolled up his sleeves and was about to take a picture of one of the miniature jars.

At this moment, a hand stopped him.

It was Huang Yaoshi who stopped Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong glared at Huang Yaoshi and said unhappily, "Huang Laoxie, why are you blocking me?"

Huang Yaoshi said coldly: "I bought this pocket jar with my own money, why do you want to open it?"

"what do you mean?"

Zhou Botong's eyes suddenly widened.

"Means nothing."

Huang Yaoshi looked at the others and said, "Rong'er, you and Jing'er each open ten pocket jars."

"Thank you dad!"

Huang Rong secretly bumped into Guo Jing.

"Ah?" Guo Jing was stunned. After Huang Rong winked at him, he finally realized what was going on and said, "Oh, thank you, Dad."

Seeing Guo Jing's silly look, Huang Yaoshi felt helpless and had to look away. He looked at Hong Qigong and said with a smile, "Seventh Brother, thank you for bringing us to Qixia Town. If we have any questions in the future, please give us your guidance. These ten miniature jars are for you, Seventh Brother."

"No, no, no, I"

Hong Qigong waved his hands embarrassedly.

"I hope Brother Seven will not refuse."

Huang Yaoshi bowed.

Hong Qigong hesitated and said, "Well, I'll be disrespectful in rejecting it."

Zhou Botong looked at the two people who were in love with each other and was so angry that his three corpse gods jumped up and down.

Oh well, it turns out that the four of you got ten each, and there was no share for me at all!

"You all love each other as a family, but you left me, the old naughty boy, behind. Fine, fine, I will never play with you again!"

Zhou Botong's beard stood up from his anger and he turned and left.

"Hey, brother, Brother Zhou!"

This time, no matter how Guo Jing shouted, Zhou Botong did not look back. He was really a little sad.

Huang Rong advised, "Brother Jing, don't worry about him. He will come back when he is no longer angry."

"This is~"

Guo Jing sighed deeply.

Although his elder brother is mentally immature, his martial arts skills are very strong, so nothing should happen to him.

Skipping this little episode, several people started opening the cans.

Hong Qigong was going to demonstrate to a few people, so he was the first to smash a jar.

The fragments turned into a ball of light, blocking everyone's sight.

Looking at the jar that turned into light, Huang Yaoshi and the other two couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

What's happening here?
Huang Yaoshi protected Huang Rong and Guo Jing, and stared at the light on the counter vigilantly.

The light also attracted the attention of other people in the hall.

Soon, the light dimmed and gradually disappeared.

The four of them looked closely and saw that the original position of the pocket jar was replaced by a small fan.

Huang Yaoshi and others had never seen a modern electrical appliance like a fan.

Guo Jing scratched his head and asked, "What is this?"

Huang Yaoshi had never seen it before, so he chose to remain silent.

Hong Qigong picked up the small fan, looked at it, and said, "This should be an electric fan."

Everyone: "Electric fan?"

Huang Rong asked, "Seventh Master, what is this electric fan?"

"In simple terms, an electric fan is an electrical appliance that can blow air, and is best used in summer."

Hong Qigong pressed the switch and found that the small fan did not respond at all. He fiddled with it for a while and soon found out the reason why the fan did not move. It turned out that the battery was not installed.

"This electric fan needs batteries to be installed before it can be used. It is of very low value."

Hong Qigong looked regretful, paused, and then said: "But the specific quality of this fan needs to be appraised before we can know."

"Authentication?"

Huang Laoxie asked.

Hong Qigong said to Yao Yue, "Miss Yue, please help me sweep this electric fan."

Yao Yue picked up the scanner gun and scanned it.

[Portable handheld mini fan] is a household appliance that uses an electric motor to drive the fan blades to rotate to accelerate the circulation of air. It is mainly used for cooling down and circulating air.

Looking at the screen above their heads, they learned the information about the electric fan.

The three of them were very surprised.

How come I understood what was written above just by taking a glance?
"Okay, this is the process of opening the can. Who will go first?"

Hong Qigong looked at the three people with a smile.

"I'll go first, I'll go first!"

Huang Rong jumped out impatiently.

"Okay, Rong'er, you go first."

Hong Qigong nodded.

Huang Rong picked one from a pile of miniature jars and patted it gently with her soft little hands.

Click!
The jar made a crisp sound and was smashed into pieces.

The fragments scattered all over the ground and turned into a ball of light, illuminating the counter.

Looking at the light that was so close, Huang Rong's eyes were full of anticipation.

After a while, the light disappeared.

I saw a tube of medicine appear on the counter, and I could see the scarlet liquid inside through the glass bottle.

"What is this?"

Huang Rong picked up the potion and took a look at it.

Seeing Huang Rong was about to open the potion, Hong Qigong hurriedly stopped her and said, "Hey, girl, you can't touch the thing out of the jar without knowing its effect clearly, let alone open it. If it is poisonous, it will be troublesome!"

Huang Rong paused, stuck out her tongue coquettishly, retracted her hand, and said, "Sister, please help me sweep it."

Ask Yue to appraise it.

[Recovery Potion] Used to recover from injuries. It can only recover from injuries but cannot detoxify.

"Recovery potion. Turns out it's a wound medicine."

Huang Rong was greatly disappointed.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong explained, "Haha, Rong'er, don't underestimate this recovery potion. It is much stronger than ordinary medicine."

"How strong can it be?"

Huang Rong showed an indifferent look on her face.

The Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pills refined by her father can heal injuries, and even have the effect of replenishing the mind and body, and prolonging life.

Seeing Huang Rong's attitude, Hong Qigong decided to let her experience the magic of the items that came out of the jar.

So he took out a small cup and a dagger from the storage bag, asked Huang Rong for the recovery potion, opened the cork, poured a little potion into the cup, then sealed the cork and returned the recovery potion to Huang Rong.

"Keep your eyes open and watch."

The three of them didn't know what Hong Qigong was going to do, but when they heard him say that, they still stared at him with wide eyes without blinking.

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(End of this chapter)