Thank you very much for the fragments of the afterlife and the tips from BABY222 classmates

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Han Fengzi paused for a moment, then stopped struggling, just looked at the strange young man with a puzzled gaze, not understanding what he wanted to do.

Mo Feng saw that the Han madman had finally calmed down, so he gently removed his hand from him, looked at him and blinked, signaling him to be silent for now.

Seeing this, the Han madman, who didn't understand what Mo Feng meant, opened his mouth a few times, but didn't ask out loud after all, so he had to take two steps back with an unwilling face, and stood aside to see what this young man wanted to do.

Mo Feng also had a temporary intention to help the Han madman, not only because of the despair that flashed in Han Maniac's eyes when he finally made a desperate bet, but Mo Feng was even more curious about why he had done everything to exchange for this golden silk gourd. Could it be that he also knew how to make the golden bone paste?

"Fifty thousand, this friend, I bought this golden gourd." Mo Feng pointed to the golden gourd on the ground, and then said with a smile at Zhao Laosan.

"Okay, brother, I like a happy buyer like you, unlike some people, who dare to worry about our precious medicinal materials without a few words in their hands, let's go over there to settle the bill." Zhao Laosan saw that Mo Feng didn't even pay back the price, knowing that he had met the gold owner, he hurriedly wrapped the golden hull tree, and then glanced at the gray-faced Han madman next to him with disdain, and pointed to a courtyard with a smile on his face and said to Mo Feng.

"Alas!"

Han Maniac on the side saw that the golden silk gourd he had been looking forward to for two years was actually bought by someone else, he sighed, and his head hung deeply, and even his thin body seemed to be a lot stiffer in an instant.

This courtyard is the toll hall of Qihuangyuan, and all transactions in Qihuangyuan must be settled here, and Qihuangyuan cannot provide a trading place for free every day. That's a commission.

"Brother, I advise you, it's better to stay away from this surnamed Han, this old guy is a well-known liar."

Zhao Laosan waited for two years and finally met someone who knew the goods, and this golden gourd was sold for a good price that even he didn't expect, and he was in a good mood. Then he persuaded Mo Feng with a sincere face.

Took the golden hust and thanked Zhao Laosan, Mo Feng just went out and found that the Han madman was tiptoeing into the courtyard looking anxiously.

Seeing Mo Feng come out with the golden gourd wood in his hand, Han Maniac squatted on the ground with his head in pain as if he had suddenly been drained of his strength.

"Old Mo, you bought this thing for 50,000 yuan? You must have been slaughtered by that skinny monkey, and in my opinion this thing is not even worth a hundred dollars. As soon as he walked out of the payment office, Ye Fang complained to Mo Feng.

Mo Feng smiled bitterly and stopped Ye Fang, who was going to find Zhao Laosan to return the money, and glanced back silently. Then he pulled Ye Fang and walked towards a place where no one was.

As soon as Mo Feng and the others came to a secluded place to stand still, the Han madman quickly followed, looked around a few times with an embarrassed face, and then bit his lip with his teeth, and knelt in front of Mo Feng with a "plop", and then put his head on the ground with both hands and slammed down on Mo Feng.

"No, you, what are you doing here. Get up. Mo Feng was taken aback by the inexplicable trick of the Han madman, and he was busy supporting the Han madman. He asked urgently.

"Thank you little brother for saving your life, just now I was old and confused, and I had the stupid idea of snatching the golden humu in a hurry, if it wasn't for the little brother to stop it in time, I'm afraid I would have been arrested by the police."

"Hehe, do it. Sir, don't thank me so much, get up quickly. Mo Feng, who understood, said with a smile while pulling the Han madman who was kneeling on the ground.

"Little brother, after listening to me, I still have a reluctant request, old man, can you resell the golden silk wood to me, this golden silk wood is too important to me. If the little brother is willing to love, I am willing to make you a cow and a horse, old man. After that, the Han madman choked up and kowtowed to Mo Feng again.

"Old man, don't kick your nose in the face, my buddy kindly saved your life just now, but I didn't expect to be entangled by you like a dog skin plaster, I think the man just said right, you are a liar, if you want to cheat this gold from our brothers, you really have the wrong idea." Before Mo Feng could speak, Ye Fang had already taken a step forward, grabbed the collar of the Han madman and roared viciously.

"The golden humule is really important to me, I really didn't lie to you, I'll give you the money, I'll give you all the money, please, okay, please give me this golden silk humu, please, woo"

In the end, the Han madman actually cried out loud, and while crying, he took out a large brown paper bag hidden in the inner pocket of his clothes and held it to Mo Feng with both hands.

The mouth of the brown paper bag was already loose, and Han Maniac's hands trembled so badly that all the money in it fell out of the bag, a total of three hundred-yuan bills, and some fragmentary banknotes ranging from fifty, twenty, and five yuan, it seems that this should be all the belongings of Han Maniac.

"I said, old man, did you learn math from your physical education teacher? Let's not talk about whether we are willing to sell you this golden silk wood, and besides, we spent 50,000 yuan to buy this broken gold wood, and you want to exchange it for 30,000 yuan? You're fooling, aren't you? The more he talked, the more angry he became, if it weren't for Mo Feng on the side, Ye Fang really wanted to pick up his arm and beat up the Han madman.

"Sir, come with me, let's find a quiet place to talk." Seeing that many people had already noticed this, Mo Feng forcibly picked up the Han madman and walked towards a restaurant not far away.

In order to facilitate the doctors and pharmacists who came to trade, the infrastructure was quite perfect, and a commercial area was built near the west side of the courtyard, and there were all kinds of teahouses, restaurants and bars.

The three of them came to a private room and sat down, Mo Feng ordered a table of dishes with meat and vegetarian food at random, and after a glass of wine, Han Maniac, who calmed down slightly, told Mo Feng and the others about his life experience and the reason why he urgently needed Jin Humu.

It turned out that Han Fengzi's real name was Han Fengzi, Han Fengzi was originally an abandoned baby, and he was picked up by the old Taoist and raised in the temple, and was named Fengzi, so far Han Fengzi doesn't know what the meaning of this name is.

Han Fengzi grew up in the Taoist temple since he was a child, and since he can remember, there is no trace of incense in the Taoist temple, only Han Fengzi and the old Taoist who guards the temple depend on each other and live hard in the old temple.

When Han Fengzi was young, one day he inadvertently turned out a yellowed book under the Sanqing statue seat in the view, called "Materia Medica", which is full of pictures and texts, and the records in it are all some strange herbs, and each herb has a record of diseases that can be treated, of course, it is also some difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Attached to the back of the ancient book are some unique methods of curing diseases and saving people, under the guidance of the old Taoist Han Fengzi, who knows a lot of words, is bored, so he turns up this almost scattered Materia Medica. (To be continued.) )