Countryside Magic Doctor

After all, I have no patent and can't apply for this thing.

If Li cunyuan really turns against the water and wants to leave himself alone, what should he do if he doesn't even have any countermeasures!

Now, Li cunyuan's neck is stuck in the raw spiritual liquid, so he has no choice, even if he wants to turn back.

Like coca cola branches all over the world, concentrated juice can only be produced by the head office, so branches all over the world can only follow the lead of the company even if they are strong.

Dare not have two hearts.

After discussing things.

Li cunyuan's face is red. He feels more and more that he has such a nephew and son-in-law. It's a great blessing. Apart from that, he can be among the world celebrities alone.

Become a rare rich man in the world.

Because even without eyes, you can see that this is a unique business.

If you want to make money, it's too simple.

Low cost and low investment, but it is a profiteering industry.

It's not that fast.

Just a little cheap and simple raw material liquid can irrigate a large number of such fruits and vegetables. The price is high. There is no real way to rob money.

"No, he Feng, I have to get ready now. You can talk now. I'll go first." he said, and Li cunyuan even got up to leave.

He Feng hurriedly stopped him, and then asked, "why is my uncle still busy?"

Li cunyuan waved his hand and said, "no, I have to prepare now. I don't have arable land and orchards here. I have to buy some farms first, and I have to buy some plantations by the way!"

After listening to Li cunyuan's words, he Feng nodded and said, "go quickly, little uncle."

After Li cunyuan left, Li Weilie jumped down from the upstairs and directly jumped down the stairs on the third floor. After a dull noise, he jumped on the floor tiles on the ground.

Jianyi marble tile, which was just white and flawless, made a dull noise in the twinkling of an eye. Then, the sound of porcelain chips breaking came. He Feng looked at the ground, but he saw several cracks in the ceramic tiles on the ground.

"What's the matter?" He Feng looked at Li Weilie angrily and said.

But he saw Li Weilie's ass on the ground and sitting on the ceramic tile. He covered his ass in pain and rubbed it there. Then he complained and said, "what's the matter with my cousin? I'm already a cultivator. How can I still fall so badly!"

"The cultivator is not an immortal. Either you didn't break your leg, or you fell a butt Pier? Why isn't it enough?" He Feng said with a frown.

Zhou Huiying also quickly turned around to look at her son. When she found that Li Weilie had no injuries, she put her heart down, and then asked her to say, "don't do these dangerous things in the future. Practitioners are not immortals. We'd better be down-to-earth!"

"I see, mom, I'll try!" Li Weilie got up and said with a smile.

He didn't put a few tiles on the ground in his eyes, and they were worthless!

The rich don't beat their children because of the damage of utensils. They don't lack this. Only the poor will do so.

It's like being a villain out of a poor mountain and a bad water!

Are they really bad people there?

Not necessarily, mainly because of the bad natural environment and the scarcity of any goods, so people will have the habit of competing, haggling and petty theft!

Only by eliminating poverty can we completely solve this problem!

At this time, after saying a few good words to his mother, Li Weilie suddenly turned to He Feng and said, "brother-in-law, you say I have no routine in my cultivation. How can I win others in a fight? You have to teach me some routines?"

After listening to his words, he Feng burst into laughter.

Then he looked at Li Weilie and said, "what routine do you want to learn? Martial arts routine or Sanda routine? Or the routine of Wulin experts flying around in TV dramas? Think about sleeping! Where is this thing?"

"No, I'm a little stronger now. If I fight, I'm afraid others will laugh at me as a bull." Li Weilie lowered his head and said shyly.

He immediately added: "this is not to learn a few moves and routines, so as not to be seen by others. Otherwise, they would rush to do it. They thought I was a psychic. What if they caught me and sliced me? Wouldn't it be better to learn a few moves and routines under the guise of martial arts?"

"Oh, it's OK. You can draw inferences from one instance!" He Feng looked at Li Weilie in surprise and said that what he said was reasonable.

The first consideration of a cultivator who rashly obtains strong strength should not be how to show his strength, but how to hide his strength.

Otherwise, in this world, God likes to play tricks on people who pretend to be forced!

Low key is the king!

Just like Li Weilie's age, if he is really powerful, he may be able to become a leader among his peers, but if he is a freak and a cultivator, I'm afraid others will stay away.

Alienated him!

Not to mention if this kind of thing is known to outsiders, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not have any unreasonable thoughts about him, for example, to study where he came from?

He Feng is OK. He is strong. Don't worry about this!

However, Li Weilie is different. Although he is a cultivator now, his strength is pure slag among the revisers. No one can beat him, so he has a little effect on ordinary people.

But if people beat him up!

I'm afraid Li Weilie has no choice. His fists are difficult to defeat four hands. He is not strong enough to defeat a hundred or ten thousand people.

He Feng pondered for a long time, but Li Weilie scratched his head and shouted at the method, while Zhou Huiying was also contemplative, and she could also consider the interests.

Nowadays, rich people have to pretend to have no money, not to mention powerful people?

Low key is the king!

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Huiying suddenly opened her mouth and said to He Feng, "He Feng, I think it's the same. Why don't you teach him a few tricks and let him have a cover so that people don't think too much."

He Feng also woke up from meditation, nodded and said, "I think it's OK."

Then he turned to Li Weilie and said, "where did you get this truth?"

After laughing twice, Li Weilie scratched his head, and then said shyly to He Feng, "isn't this written in the truth repair novel? Isn't the protagonist in which novel practicing under the guise of martial arts?"

He Feng helps the forehead. His cousin is enough. He knows one thing all day!

Network novel.

"Martial arts routines are really useless to you. You can find an ordinary coach to teach you, and I can teach you. What type do you want to learn?"