Chapter 15 The Highest Bidder Gets It?
After seeing the eighteen injections, several people did not dare to question Jiang Feng's medical skills.
After the medicine was fried, it was divided into two bowls and served, and Jiang Feng took a bowl and drank it in a big gulp.
"What do you see, the old guy has enough for a bowl, it's useless to drink so much, and I can't make up for it if I still consume eighteen needles?" Jiang Feng said confidently.
It was two medicines, one for himself.
Others: "......"
"It should. The middle-aged man laughed.
Not to mention a bowl of medicine, even if the entire medical hall is given to Jiang Feng, it is worth it.
After the medicine was put into his stomach, Jiang Feng felt a warm current flowing through his body, and his whole body was shocked.
"Dad, are you sick?" Duoduo, who had been sitting quietly, ran to Jiang Feng's side and took his hand.
"Dad is strong, but in the future, Dad will be like the old man, lying in bed and waiting to die. Jiang Feng smiled and touched his daughter's head.
I've already died once, and I look at life and death very indifferently.
Glenn: "......"
"I don't want my father to die!" Duo Duo hugged Jiang Feng's hand tightly, and tears began to flash in her big eyes.
"As long as you kiss Daddy, Daddy won't die. Jiang Feng lowered his head and said with a smile.
Duoduo kissed Jiang Feng without hesitation.
After an hour, Ge Qingshan was helped to sit up and was already able to speak.
"Thank you to this little miracle doctor for saving his life. Ge Qingshan said weakly.
The granddaughter had already told everything about what had just happened, but he didn't know this young man who was a young man with a top medical book.
But the other party seems to be familiar with him.
"Don't bother with it, I know you, you don't know me, don't talk nonsense, I want half a wild ginseng, the rest is enough for you, and I can also leave you two catties of dragon's blood." Jiang Feng said directly.
Let you old guy hide in his previous life, and refuse to share it!
Ge Qingshan's face was full of pain, that wild mountain ginseng had been treasured by the Ge family for nearly a hundred years, and his father was reluctant to use it before he died.
Nowadays, it is almost impossible to find wild ginseng with such a high vintage, and it is hard to find!
"Yes!" Ge Qingshan was silent for a long time and then nodded slowly.
If you can save your life and recover well, maybe you can live for a year or two more, especially if you experience it firsthand, it will be worth it.
Gรผlen divided half of the wild ginseng into a wooden box and handed it to Jiang Feng.
"I'll go back first if it's nothing. "The things are in hand, and Jiang Feng doesn't want to stay any longer.
Today's harvest is very large, the extinct dragon's blood wood, half of the century-old wild ginseng, all of which he didn't dare to think about before he came out.
With these two things, it won't be long before he can regain the physical strength of his previous life.
"Wait, I don't know which master the little god doctor inherits?" Ge Qingshan inquired.
"No teacher. Jiang Feng got up and shook his head.
Whether it is martial arts or medical skills, they all benefit from the countless collectibles in their previous lives, such as the jade slip that records the eighteen needles, which Jiang Feng received from a fallen master for a large amount of money in the early days.
Later, the higher his status, the less things he needed to come forward in person, and Jiang Feng spent most of his time studying martial arts and medicine recorded in ancient books.
He also communicates with Ge Qingshan often, so Ge Qingshan in his previous life also knew how to repay eighteen needles.
Jiang Feng had just walked out of the Ge Family Medical Hall and met Liu Yang who came in a hurry.
"Brother, it's good that you're still here!" Liu Yang was overjoyed when he saw Jiang Feng.
"Is there anything else? you can't handle those guys?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Of course not, it's just the stool you bought..."
As he spoke, Liu Yang looked down and was stunned, and the stool was split off by a quarter.
"I'm busy. Jiang Feng said unhappily.
If it weren't for the fact that Liu Yang was a little interesting, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of it.
Liu Yang came back to his senses and said busily: "That's the case, those guys want to get this stool back because the Zhao family came to the door and offered a high price."
The Zhao family is not simple, they control eighty percent of the real estate share of Yunhai, almost all walks of life are involved, and there are very few people who can wrestle with them, I guess they will find you soon. โ
"The Zhao family..."
Jiang Feng thought about it for a while, and found the Zhao family from the memory of his predecessor, it was indeed a giant in the sea of clouds, and even the Ren family's Treasure Pavilion was not enough to see.
"Let's talk about it, thanks for the reminder. Jiang Feng didn't care very much.
It seems that the Zhao family knows that this stool is made of dragon's blood, and is in a hurry to save their lives?
Seeing Jiang Feng leave like this, Liu Yang scratched his head, he was not afraid at all?
Seeing that it was afternoon, Jiang Feng thought about it and walked to the antique street, he got the medicinal materials, but the money was not there, so he could see if he could pick up something to improve his living conditions.
The front part of the antique street is a stall, and the second half is an antique shop.
Jiang Feng walked around nearly half of the stalls, but he didn't see a few real things, which is why he would rather go to the second-hand market to try his luck than come here directly.
It's just a pile of liars!
"This boss, do you want to take a look at the pen holder of the Ming Dynasty?" Jiang Feng was stopped by a stall owner.
Jiang Feng turned his head to take a look, and said angrily: "A hundred and ten Ming Dynasty pen holders?"
There is not even an official seal of origin, and a little knowledgeable Xiaobai will not be fooled.
The boss smiled, seeing that he was not dressed well, and thought that he was an uneducated and uneducated wronged man, and he could earn one or two hundred without working for nothing, but he didn't expect it to be an eye-catcher.
"Fifteen dollars, I'll buy one. Jiang Feng said.
This thing is fake, but it is very good-looking, and it is not good to go to Aunt Chen's place for dinner at night, and it is not good to go empty-handed every time, it just so happens that Uncle Chen likes to write calligraphy and can use it.
"Well, seeing that you are also an expert, you should make a friend. The owner said cheerfully.
Anyway, there are still five yuan to earn, and no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.
Jiang Feng was about to take out the money, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner.
"This..."
"Hmph, Jiang Feng, it's really a narrow road, where did you pick up the broken stool, this thing can be sold for money?!"
Jiang Feng was about to ask the stall owner about the item, but he heard a familiar mockery.
Wang Dashao came over with two bodyguards, his eyes full of resentment.
"What's the matter? I forgot the pain when I took my finger back?" Jiang Feng sneered, looking at his fingers that were splinted and wrapped like zongzi.
"Jiang Feng, don't get complacent too early!"
Wang Dashao gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to continue to do it, even if he brought a bodyguard, it was useless, he couldn't beat it.
"You'd better get out of the way, and the next time you mess with me, it's not as simple as cutting off a finger. โ
After that, Jiang Feng looked at the stall owner, "I'll put things up for me." โ
"Wait!I'll ask for this thing, I'll pay twice the price!" Wang Dashao opened his mouth to interrupt the transaction between the two, secretly happy in his heart.
Although he wanted to kill Jiang Feng, Wang Dashao also had to admit that this guy had a superb level of treasure appreciation, and Su Lao was willing to bow down.
Can the things he fancy be ordinary?
If you can't do it, you will be disgusted to death Jiang Feng, I don't believe that he can be richer than himself if he picks up rags now!
"This thing is what I fancy first, are you sure you want to grab it from me?" Jiang Feng looked a little weird.
"What if you fancy it? If you haven't given money, it can't be considered your thing, and the one with the highest price will get it!"