Rebirth against the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 7 Refining the Demon Suppression Pill

Not long after entering the city, Feng Qianxun unexpectedly heard a word.

"Have you heard? The Feng family in Beijing has sent someone to look for their eldest lady again!" An aunt who sold jewelry yelled at the young man who had a small stall next to her.

Hearing the words, the young man was stunned, and said disdainfully: "Hehe, I don't know what the eldest lady thinks, I heard that the head of the Feng family has been bedridden for almost a month because of his missing daughter!"

"Who knows what that young lady thinks, let's live a good and rich life..."

The conversation between the two passed by in a flash, but Feng Qianxun secretly frowned.

The father of the original owner of the body is sick? !
Although she hadn't seen this father since time travel, the figure of this father was the most in the memory of the original owner. The father's love as thick as a mountain made her feel the same.

It's been six years, isn't it... It's time to go back to Feng's house for the original owner, to recover the debt that should be collected, and to repay the favor that should be paid? !

"Mother, mother?" Feng Xiaoxi yelled several times in a row before Feng Qianxun heard it.

After pinching her son's tender face, she said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Shall we stay at the inn or... go home?" Feng Xiaoxi deliberately lowered her voice, because he knew that Qiyu City's home was a secret and could not be known to others.

"Of course I'm staying in a hotel." Feng Qianxun raised her eyebrows and said shallowly to the old man driving, "Master, we want to stay in a hotel, please pay your own accommodation fee."

Along the way, there was a problem that bothered the old man, so when he heard Feng Qianxun asked him to pay for the accommodation, he nodded and agreed without thinking.

It wasn't until the waiter reached out to ask him for money that he came to his senses. He casually took out a bank note from his body and handed it to the waiter, looking rich and powerful, the eyes of Feng Qianxun and Feng Xiaoxi lit up suddenly.

Feng Xiaoxi turned her head and looked at her mother: This old grandpa seems to be very rich!

Feng Qianxun nodded secretly, and pulled her son back to her room.

"Student Xiaoxi, mother suddenly found out that we are going back to the capital to visit grandpa, how can we go back without some decent gifts!?"

In the room, Feng Qianxun sat on the chair with a relaxed expression, tapping the nanmu table lightly with her fingertips.

When Feng Xiaoxi saw her mother, she knew that she was playing some wishful thinking again.

Sure enough, as he expected, her fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and she hooked her fingers at Feng Xiaoxi with a smile: "Son, come here."

Feng Xiaoxi walked over obediently, and tactfully put her little ears together.

Please, with his mother's expression on his face, he can tell at a glance that she is trying to trick the old man's pocket money, okay?

So, under the glittering eye contact between mother and son, Feng Xiaoxi was sent out to perform the task.

But after a long time, his son did not come back. Feng Qianxun became anxious, and immediately ran to the door of the old man's room, knocked on the door and asked, "Old man, where did you put Little Tibet?"

"Well, mother, the old man is refining the elixir. It smells delicious and looks delicious!" A certain child shoe seemed to have completely forgotten about his mission, and he was happily guarding the old man by the side. The small cyan tripod in front of him.

The material of the small tripod is neither gold nor jade, it looks exquisite, but it seems to have a sense of simplicity.

"Dingding and flames are essential equipment for alchemists, girl, this is the first lesson for you as a teacher." The old man suddenly opened his eyes slowly, and calmly withdrew the hair from the small cauldron. Silvery white flame.

An elegant and slightly cool medicinal fragrance rushed towards her face, Feng Qianxun immediately closed the door, watching a light blue pill slowly rising from the small cauldron, its color was round and smooth, it was top grade at first glance .

This old man really has two hands!

"This is the elixir that I refined from the ice edge flower and other medicinal materials that stimulate and neutralize the medicinal properties of the ice edge anther. I named it Suppressing Demon Pill." Seeing Feng Qianxun, the old man looked very impressed Fascinated, he stretched out his hand to put the elixir into the jade bottle, and then handed the jade bottle to Feng Qianxun.

Refining elixir with medicinal materials by yourself? !
The most famous fifth-level alchemist in the capital might not have this ability, so what is the origin of this old man?
Feng Qianxun was stunned for a moment, quickly took the elixir, and then looked at the old man's eyes, obviously a little more inquisitive.

"Master... thank you."

Thanking the old man in a neutral manner, Feng Qianxun hurriedly took her son's little hand and left the room.

"Mother, didn't you mean to..." Feng Xiaoxi reminded with a snickering smile.

Feng Qianxun suddenly stopped in her tracks, and turned her head suddenly: "Ah! That's right! How did you forget about the business? But... Feng Xiaoxi, I remember, this should be your task, right?"

Feng Xiaoxi chuckled, and said tenderly: "Grandpa said, this elixir should be regarded as a teacher's gift for mother. As for the silver ticket on his body, it is just that one, and it has already been given to the waiter..."

"Okay, since the elixir has been refined, let's pack it up and go back early!" Feng Qianxun said softly, a smile that was not a smile flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)