Chapter 883: True Fragrance

They talked late into the night, but they still didn't analyze anything.

Wu Ming's brows were tightly knit, and there was some anger.

He searched for so many years and found so much information, but he still couldn't analyze the identity of the other party.

Even the purpose of the other party's move could not be analyzed.

He felt that he was so useless.

Ye Wanghai didn't think too much, although he was reckless, he was not stupid.

The other party is in the dark, and he is good at using poison.

Even he, a real person, was poisoned inexplicably, and it was impossible for him to resist it as an ordinary person.

"As New Year's Eve approaches, there are more messy things. Wu Ming sighed.

Ye Wanghai asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Ming said: "Do you know about the matter of Lingbao Palace?"

"What's wrong with Lingbao Palace?"

Zhao Guanqing ran away. ”

"Zhao Guanqing?" Ye Wanghai hissed: "Little disciple of Chongzhen Palace?"

Xiang Bodang said: "How did he run away? I remember that he has long been abolished, and there are so many pairs of eyes in Lingbao Palace, can he be told to run?"

Wu Ming said: "Zhao Guanqing spent more than ten years digging a hole in the ground, which went straight for five kilometers and led directly to the West Mountain. ”

"Tsk. Ye Wanghai said: "This perseverance is really extraordinary. ”

Xiang Bodang didn't understand: "What did he run so well? If he knew today, why did he bother in the first place?"

Wu Ming said: "Who knows, fortunately, he is also a wasted person, even if he mixes into the world, it will not cause too much danger." ”

"Okay, rest early, don't affect Xuanyang's rest. ”

"Xuanyang, I'll send you back to the room. ”

After returning to the room, Chen Yang collapsed to rest.

I was very tired from the day, and I didn't have much to think about anything else.

What Wu Ming said about Zhao Guanqing, he was not interested.

A wasted person, it is estimated that the Taoist Association will not give too high a reward.

Early the next morning, Chen Yang left.

Returning with Chen Yang were Ye Yan and a young Taoist priest from Sanyuan Palace.

The young Taoist priest no longer had the contempt he had when he first saw Chen Yang, and the group returned to the Taoist temple before noon.

Yang Lao also rested in the Taoist temple for a night, and he was still waiting for him all day.

Occasionally, one or two days less than acupuncture is actually fine.

But as a patient, it is inevitable that you will feel uneasy psychologically.

Chen Yang gave him acupuncture before sitting down to eat.

During the meal, the young Taoist priest and Ye Yan ate three bowls of rice.

If you don't cook enough meals, you really won't have enough to eat according to them.

"It's so delicious, Chen Zhenren, are these dishes what you asked me to bring back?" the young Taoist priest asked.

"Hmm. ”

Chen Yang said: "The cost price will be given to you, this time I will take three days' worth first, and if you can't eat too much, it will be bad." ”

"Thank you, real person. The young Taoist priest asked, "How much, I'll transfer it to you." ”

"Five hundred pounds of rice, eight hundred pounds of vegetables, don't eat fruits, there are enough meals. ”

"How much?"

The young Taoist priest was a bit silly.

What kind of rice is this, it costs 500 yuan a catty?

Vegetables are also a bit scary expensive.

Chen Yang had already guessed his reaction, and said with a smile: "You get what you pay for, you also ate the food, is it worth the price, you should have a rod and scale in your heart." But you better give a phone call and say it, so as not to say that I cheated you. ”

The young Taoist priest's cheeks flushed.

As Chen Yang said, he ate it and thought that even if the rice and vegetables were doubled, it would not be too expensive.

But the problem is, he thinks it's because he's eaten it.

He went to the side and called for instructions.

Chen Yang took out a note: "The medicine on this is for ten days, go back and bring it back to him." Don't forget to ask him to pay, I'll go and give Xuancheng acupuncture. ”

Yuelin grabbed him: "Ye Zhenren's illness has been cured?"

"Yes, why else should I prescribe medicine to him?"

Chen Yang took Xuan Cheng and left.

Yuelin stood alone in place, his mouth grinning open.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Chen Yang went to Sanyuan Palace this time, and he was more worried than anyone else.

If it is not cured, or if something goes wrong, the reputation of the Zenzen Meditation will inevitably suffer.

Now that it's been a good ride, I haven't encountered any problems, which is a huge improvement.

If anyone doubts it in the future, just pull this example out, and everything can be solved.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with Ye Wanghai, he seemed to be dying when he heard Chen Yang say it last time.

is so serious, he can be saved, and calling him a miracle doctor, Yuelin feels that it is not an exaggeration.

"How much?"

The person who answered the phone was the deacon of the Sanyuan Palace, that is, the head of the large kitchen.

When I heard the call from my disciple, I was stunned on the spot.

He has been in charge of the food of Sanyuan Palace for so many years, and he knows better than anyone what dishes should be sold at what price at what time.

But now, the disciple told him that the rice was 500 yuan a catty.

He wanted to ask, what kind of rice is this?

"You wait, I'll get you back in a moment. ”

"Uncle Song, this rice ......"

The young Taoist priest was about to explain a few words, but Uncle Song had already hung up the phone.

Not to give him a chance to explain at all.

Sanyuan Palace.

A slightly chubby Taoist with a vigorous posture came to the courtyard.

"Abbot, Senior Brother Ye, I have something to look for you. "His voice is extremely loud, and at close range, he doesn't need to use his true qi at all, and his voice is infinitely close to the roar of a lion.

"Xiao Song, what's the matter?"

"Are you going to buy groceries from Shangzhenguan?"

"That's right. Ye Wanghai said: "My body, you know, Xuanyang said that you have to eat his dishes." ”

Uncle Song understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and said angrily: "Do you know how much a pound of rice he has over there?"

"How much?"

"Five hundred!"

"So expensive?"

Although Ye Wanghai is not responsible for procurement, he also knows that 500 yuan a pound has long exceeded the normal range.

If it's really so expensive, where can ordinary people still afford rice?

"That's not all, do you know how much vegetables cost? 800 yuan a catty!"

Uncle Song said angrily: "He is making money from our Sanyuan Palace in disguise!"

"You can't say that......"

"Then how do you say that the price is set by someone else, and I will not frame someone for no reason, right?"

"This ...... Maybe the food is really good. Ye Wanghai was also a little unable to speak.

No matter how good the vegetable rice is, the price is still too perverted.

"Wait, I'll take the call. ”

Ye Wanghai took out his mobile phone: "You said ......"

"Uncle Ye, tell Uncle Song that the dishes on Xuanyang Zhenren's side are really worth the price, and five hundred yuan is really the cost price. ”

The young Taoist priest explained anxiously.

Uncle Song heard it directly.

He sneered: "It's worth the money, this stinky boy, I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, five hundred yuan a pound of rice, tell me that it's worth the money, and I forgot to take it away from the Sanyuan Palace?"

"Senior Brother Ye, don't worry about this matter, I'll just tell you. I'm going to go to Zhenguan now, and I'm going to see how good the 500 yuan and one pound of rice is. ”

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