The old monk came to Yang Fan and them with a smile and asked, "Master Yang, how about the treasure of my Hidden Scripture Pavilion?

"Very impressive. Yang Fan nodded.

The smile on the old monk's face was even stronger, and he said secretly: It's good to be considerable, then there should be someone who can catch the eye, right? As long as there is someone who can see the eye, the exchange of treasures will be a matter of course.

"I don't know which one Yang Shizhu has taken a fancy to? Lao Wei doesn't say anything, your dzi is indeed a precious nine-eyed dzi, my temple attaches great importance to it, if you can exchange it, each takes what you take, it is a great joy for everyone." ”

The monk is really able to speak, Xu Ping said secretly, look at the art of speaking. Obviously, they are more eager and like it more, but when they say it, it is a win-win situation for each to take what they need, and they are very calm.

"Brother Yang, is it because the price of the Nine-Eyed Dzi is high, or is this righteous qi inkstone valuable?" Xu Ping asked.

At present, the value of dzi is increasing year by year, and it frequently appears at auction. In the first three or four years, a cinnabar nine-eyed dzi sold for a sky-high price of 40 million, and a "three-edged Dharma Protector dzi" sold for a terrifying price of 50 million.

As long as the nine-eyed dzi is not too bad, almost all of them are based on the threshold of tens of millions, and now you can often see thousands of yuan or even dozens of yuan of dzi in the market, which are fakes.

However, because of its special history and character stories, Zhengqi Yan is destined to be more popular in the circle. Especially for the literati, it is definitely a temptation that cannot be refused.

If you happen to meet a literati who is not short of money, or a die-hard fan who admires historical figures such as Yue Fei and Wen Tianxiang. The price is also completely stress-free with the nine-eyed dzi pk.

"Lord Yang is right. The popularity of dzi in society. Actually, it's almost limited to our Buddhism. There are also groups of believers. The old monk was suspected of deliberately underestimating the nine-eyed dzi.

"Then, Brother Yang, should we exchange this righteous inkstone?" Xu Ping asked.

Yang Fan thought about it for a while, and finally agreed to the deal. The righteous qi inkstone is full of heroic righteousness, and like the nine-eyed dzi, it has its own magic.

The old monk was overjoyed, and exchanged treasures with Yang Fan in a lightning flash.

In his opinion, or rather in the eyes of their temple. Zhengqi inkstone is not as good as this nine-eyed dzi. In the world, there are no more than ten real nine-eyed dzis, and in terms of quality, this one can definitely squeeze into the top three.

He is a person who understands dzi beads, and knows that the magic of this treasure often changes due to the different wearers and seasonal changes.

The old monk felt that Yang Fan did not fully understand the best nine-eyed dzi and did not know this kind of magic, so he agreed to this exchange.

However, it is he who really does not understand. Because he didn't know that there was also something magical about the Zhengqi inkstone. Maybe it's just Yang Fan who knows.

The old monk was grateful, so he received Yang Fan and them with a very high standard. The accommodation and so on are very well arranged, and almost all of them are respected as guests.

After two or three hours, Chinese medicine practitioners came to Nanshan Temple one after another to find a monk who had quit corruption.

"Everyone, Fang Zi is from the Three Kingdoms period, there is no need to lie to you about this, you can casually find a professional to identify, there is no fraud. The monk said to the group of old Chinese medicine doctors.

He Jishi and they did not doubt that there was really no need to deceive. But Fangzi is from the Three Kingdoms period, and there is Hua Tuo's signature, which does not mean that this is Hua Tuo's Ma Boiling Powder formula, and it needs to be further verified.

"Fang Zi, can you let us see first?"

"Look at it. "The monk who quit greed generously took out the recipe for everyone to see.

Those old Chinese medicine doctors all gathered around, saw the drug dosage on it, and began to ponder one by one, verifying the feasibility of the prescription in their hearts.

"There's no need to bother with it, in this way, according to the above drugs and dosages, as well as the preparation method, everyone can make a copy and try the effect, then it will be clear at a glance. He Jishi said.

"The president is right. Someone immediately chimed in.

He Jishi is one of the presidents of the Chinese Medicine Association, and his Chinese medicine ability is admired and recognized by everyone.

Everyone immediately took action, urgently transferred a large number of medicines, and many copies were made. There are not many pharmaceutical ingredients in it, and it is not precious.

"Boiling until it boils, it is called hemp boiling! An old Chinese medicine doctor whispered the words above the prescription.

It didn't take long for He Jishi and them to boil a pot with a bowl of medicine.

"I'll try it!" said a middle-aged man.

Among this group of Chinese medicine practitioners, he is the youngest one, and it is natural to take such a thing as a drug test.

After saying that, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and drank it. At first, there was no reaction, I pinched myself, and it still hurt!

"No effect?"

"It looks fake!"

"Alas! Bai was excited. ”

"People are so hateful now. ”

……

When the monk saw this, his face changed slightly, and things exceeded his expectations!

He Jishi was not in a hurry: "Don't worry, Chinese medicine is slow to work, this is undeniable." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was reassured and looked forward to it again.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man's eyelids to start fighting a little and become heavy, and he realized that it had really worked, and he wanted to speak, but a heavy feeling of exhaustion hit him, and his mind was muddy.

"Quick! Help him to lie down next to him. He Jishi immediately commanded.

This time, anyone who is not blind can see that this recipe really works. Then, there is no doubt, this is the recipe of Ma Boiling San, the font on it, ten have** is Hua Tuo's handwriting.

At this time, a group of old men stared at the piece of paper, and the happy peer relationship just now immediately became vigilant.

"Ahem! He Jishi said.

"He Lao, you said. "Others had to give a face.

Speaking of which, everyone wants to take Fang Zi for themselves and take it into their pockets. However, I think so, this time the Chinese Medicine Association will pay for the purchase of the recipe, and everyone can observe it in the future, right?"

Although traditional Chinese medicine is in decline, everyone is still very rich, and the old Chinese medicine doctors who have the ability are still very popular in this society. Compared with those Western doctors, who are tired and tired of working for 10,000 yuan a month, these old bones make more money.

There are many people who are worth millions, more than 10 million, and even hundreds of millions. As for the TCM Association, it is even richer.

Hearing this, in fact, everyone was a little unwilling in their hearts, and in their hearts, they still wanted to have more face in private collections. However, because of He Lao's face, they had to remain silent.

In the end, the Chinese Medicine Association spent more than 8 million yuan to take away the ancient recipe. The monk who quit corruption made a lot, and the thangka was actually about five million, plus the Luban ball, he almost made four million, so that the old monk of the temple was about to crush his teeth.

At night, the temple is particularly peaceful because it is far away from the city.

Yang Fan asked the monk to help him prepare pen, ink and paper, and he wanted to verify the magic of the Zhengqi inkstone and dig out its true brilliance. (To be continued......)