Seeing Lin Yu directly stretched out his hand to the gift left by the silver-haired old man.

The butcher's throat moved, but he didn't stop it.

Indeed, with Lin Yu's current state, if he wants to kill someone.

The silver-haired old man alone was enough to slaughter them all.

Tear off the silk cloth on the outside, revealing a long wooden box inside.

The color of the wooden box is purple and black, and there is no texture to be seen.

But the moment he saw the wooden box, Lin Yu's pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised.

This wooden box is impressively made of a single piece of small-leaved rosewood.

Rosewood, also known as green dragon wood, is the top variety of wood.

Rosewood is the imperial tree of rosewood, which grows very slowly, taking at least 800 years to reach maturity.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "one inch of red sandalwood is one inch of gold".

Even if it is a large and small-leaved red sandalwood, the diameter of the material is about 20 centimeters.

This wooden box is more than 25 centimeters wide, and it is at least 1,500 years old rosewood.

Just such a wooden box, I'm afraid the value will be in the tens of millions.

This rosewood, washed over millennia and nourished by the natural essence of heaven and earth, is an excellent choice for preserving some of the most precious medicinal herbs.

This silver-haired old man's gift is probably not ordinary.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Open the box and look at it.

I saw that there was a wild ginseng lying quietly inside.

The body is delicate, resembling a human shape, and its long roots are wrapped together in an orderly manner, and if they are scattered, they are more than two meters long.

Lin Yu took it in his hand and weighed it, and couldn't help but secretly speak.

This wild ginseng weighs more than nine taels.

As the saying goes, "seven taels are ginseng, and eight taels are treasures".

And this one in his hand can be described as the treasure of treasures.

Lin Yu stared at the detailed explanation of the medical book about ginseng in his mind.

Inferred from the ginseng body, this should be a thousand-year-old ginseng.

You must know that wild ginseng is becoming more and more scarce now, even if it is more than 50 years old, it is priceless.

And the thousand-year-old mountain ginseng.

It is only those wealthy families with profound backgrounds who may have them, as a purpose for hanging their lives.

No wonder, just now the silver-haired old man said that this gift was useful for his injuries.

Previously, Lin Yu had overdrawn his potential twice in a row, and the qi and blood in his body had decayed to the extreme.

And the thousand-year-old mountain ginseng, which greatly replenishes vitality and restores the pulse, is exactly the medicinal material he urgently needs now.

I have to say that this gift is too valuable.

Because ginseng has passed for thousands of years, even if you visit pharmacies around the world, you can't buy it.

To some extent, money is no longer enough to measure its own value.

Putting the ginseng into the box, Lin Yu looked down again.

At the bottom of the box, there is also a small white jade bottle.

The size of a snuff box, the whole body is polished from mutton fat white jade.

Warm and dense, translucent and pure, white and flawless, like clotted fat.

Holding the jade bottle in his hand, Lin Yu shook it lightly twice.

Listening to the sound, it seems to contain some kind of thick liquid.

A thousand-year-old mountain ginseng has already surprised Lin Yu.

Presumably, what is contained in the jade bottle must be extraordinary.

He held the jade bottle and carefully uncorked it.

Suddenly, a fishy smell came to his face.

Strangely, this fishy smell is not pungent, and it smells a little mellow.

Lean into the mouth of the bottle and take a closer look.

There is very little space inside the bottle, and there is only a drop of liquid the size of a bean kernel in it.

This drop of liquid, showing a crystal clear amber color, looks a little similar to honey, but a little thicker.

Smell the fishy sweet and mellow smell, and look at the shape of this drop of slime.

Suddenly, Lin Yu remembered a rare medicine in his mind.

The color is like amber, the texture is uniform, viscous and slippery, when shaking, it condenses but does not disperse, like jade beads.

Its smell is fishy and mellow, and it smells peaceful and calm, soothing the mind.

When taken into the body, it can dredge the meridians and reach the whole body.

This liquid has a nice name - ambergris.

In ancient legends, this is the saliva left by the real dragon, hence the name.

In fact, it is a miraculous liquid dripping from the leyline cave.

The spirit of Zhong Tiandi is beautiful, and the beauty of mountains and rivers is beautiful.

It is an extremely rare health miracle medicine, which belongs to the tribute of Ouchi.

Even in Ouchi, the stock is particularly scarce.

Ordinary people don't say that they have seen it, and they have never even heard of it.

For Lin Yu's current injury, it has a miraculous effect in dredging the meridians and regulating vitality.

Two rare miracle medicines are actually just a meeting gift.

The silver-haired old man's handwriting was simply amazing.

Slowly screwing the cork on, Lin Yu put the jade bottle back into the box.

He couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, this favor seemed to be difficult to refuse.

Judging from the gifts given by the other party, it is obvious that they have put a lot of thought into it, and it can be called a charcoal in the snow.

With these two miraculous medicines, combined with his medical skills, the injuries in his body finally have the possibility of healing.

The gift was precious, the favor was heavy, and he had to accept it.

It's just that what is the intention of the silver-haired old man to give such a valuable gift?

Back then, what was the relationship between him and Taigong to treat himself so well?

After four generations, I don't forget the old people and future generations, just because of a friendship?

Why did he keep encouraging himself to take revenge?

Is it possible to hide other purposes behind this?

Could it be that it is to take advantage of yourself?

One question mark after another, popped up in his mind.

……

When Lin Yu returned home, Li Xinyu had already arrived early.

Seeing each other again, Rao is Li Xinyu is tenacious, and she can't help crying.

The sudden change made her feel like she was in a dream to this day.

What happened last night made her suddenly realize that she knew Lin Yu so shallowly.

What did my husband do before?

What exactly happened yesterday?

Why does he have these strange men?

For one night, she held back her stomach full of questions, and when she was ready to meet, she questioned Lin Yu.

However, the moment they met, a thousand words turned into tears.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

She grabbed her husband's hand and couldn't say a word.

Only tears, on the pretty cheeks, flowed wantonly.

"It's all right, it's all over. ”

Lin Yu gently stroked the top of Li Xinyu's head and comforted him in a slow voice.

On the side, the butcher, Yu Yidao, and Xiao Wu withdrew from the living room with great eyes.

They had never seen the boss have such a warm side.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have been able to imagine that scene just now.

Out of the living room, the three of them looked at each other.

His eyes were full of worry.

"It seems that the boss is determined to go into hiding this time. ”

The butcher said angrily, his bare head lowered.

Without the backbone of the boss, his heart was suddenly at a loss.

Yu Yidao's eyes flickered, and he sighed slowly: "Go into hiding, go into hiding, the boss is different from us." ”

"No matter what choice the boss makes, he will always be my Xiaowu's big brother. ”

Xiao Wu still had a straight face, and his tone was firm.

……

In the study, Li Xinyu lightly held her cheeks and stared out the window.

A fragrant heart, filled with a touch of sorrow.

Lin Yu's reaction just now was very flat, and the feeling she felt as if she was much gloomy than before.

Although nothing was said, nothing was asked.

But she has a good heart, and she can clearly feel that her husband has something on her mind.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary mental matter.

Suddenly, Li Xinyu felt extraordinary curiosity in her heart.

Lin Yu is like a thick book.

I thought I had already flipped through the book and read the contents of it.

It wasn't until today that she suddenly found out.

In fact, what I saw before was just the title page of the book.

A woman who is in love wants to know all about her partner's past.

Regardless of whether it is good or bad, I want to share it with him.

But on the contrary, my husband seems to be evasive about this.

Although she didn't ask, when she looked at Lin Yu with an inquiring gaze.

The response to her was a dodge that turned her head.

How many secrets are hidden behind this man?

For a while, Li Xinyu felt that she had never really understood Lin Yu.

That cheap, joking Lin Yu.

That arrogant, cold, and lofty Lin Yu.

Which one is real, and which one is a disguised mask?

Thinking of this, Li Xinyu raised her pink fist and gently pounded her head.

Two very different images slowly intertwined and merged in her mind.

Distress and sorrow, at this moment, seem to disappear.

"Husband, no matter what you become, it's my man, my husband, because I can sense your heartbeat!"

Li Xinyu was alone, muttering to herself.

The brilliance of happiness blooms again on the face.

The previous entanglements have lost their meaning.

Perhaps, this is a self-deluded consolation.

However, it relieved the worries that lingered in Li Xinyu's heart.