If Mo Feng can be dug into his own hospital, not only can he make the hospital famous, but more importantly, he may be able to suppress his sworn enemy, Liu Yunshan, the vice president of the hospital.

Thinking of the weird appearance of the old thing in Liu Yunshan when he saw him on weekdays, Yang Wanjiang was so angry that his teeth itched.

Yang Wanjiang was only able to have this confidence, because he knew that Liu Yunshan would never be able to cure the poison of the silver krait with just one silver needle, even if he added ten more.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, I can't hide it, I'm from Yinzhou, not from this Black Pine Town, the owner of this clinic is my friend, and I happened to catch up with Yang Man when he was poisoned by snakes." Mo Feng explained with an embarrassed expression.

"Look at my old man, I've been making a mistake for a long time, I'm really sorry brother." Yang Wanjiang couldn't help but pause when he heard this, and then said with an embarrassed smile.

At noon, Mo Feng took Yang Wanjiang's grandfather and two to the guest restaurant for dinner, and the big golden tooth at the bar saw that it was Mo Feng, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, and let Mo Feng and the three of them into the private room on the second floor with a small miracle doctor.

That's not all, on the second floor, the people who dined in the hall stood up and greeted Mo Feng warmly, seeing that Mo Feng was so loved, Yang Wanjiang on the side couldn't help but glance at Mo Feng meaningfully, and Yang Man's surprised gaze never left Mo Feng's body for half a minute.

The three of them had a very lively meal, and from time to time someone came in to toast, which meant nothing more than one thing, that is, to thank Mo Feng for relieving himself or his family and friends.

The people in the mountains are enthusiastic, saying that it is full of toasting wine, and a glass of liquor is like drinking cold and white, but fortunately, Mo Feng has the spiritual power in his body to transform the wine, and after drinking more than ten glasses of liquor in a row, he can still sit there and chat with Yang Wanjiang with a clear mind.

But it's just sober, even if there is a cheating device against the sky with clear spiritual power. After more than two catties of liquor, two rudder reds still appeared on Mo Feng's cheeks.

"Brother Mo, you have already written down my phone number, don't forget to call my brother when you arrive in Osan the day after tomorrow, and we will get together again." Before leaving, Yang Wanjiang patted Mo Feng's shoulder and told him repeatedly.

Yang Wanjiang was also invited to the auction this time. When he knew that Mo Feng and Ye Tiansheng knew each other and would go to the auction the day after tomorrow to meet him, he was very happy.

And Yang Man didn't know how she greeted Mo Feng, she hadn't woken up from the shock of Mo Feng drinking more than ten glasses of liquor in a row until she left, and she could still stand there soberly after drinking so much liquor, is this still human?

Qihuang Garden covers an area of 100 acres, except for the auction hall is a very modern steel structure hall, the others are all the same color courtyard, ancient pines and cypresses, rockery and flowing water, winding paths and secluded. When people walk in it, the impetuousness and troubles in their hearts are suddenly washed away.

Ye Tiansheng took Mo Feng and Ye Fang as soon as the two entered Qihuang Garden, and they met a few friends who had not seen each other for a long time, and after he turned around and told Mo Feng and Ye Fang, he let the two of them go around at will, but they were not allowed to cause trouble.

Especially Ye Fang, he was even more severely instructed by Ye Tiansheng'er, until Mo Feng agreed to help him take care of him. Ye Tiansheng let him go.

Ancient medicine is ancient and martial, and the traditional Chinese medicine family that can continue to the present is almost all double cultivation of medicine and martial arts a hundred years ago. This is not to fight fiercely, but to strengthen the body and have the power to protect oneself in troubled times.

In Chinese culture, whether it is medicine or martial arts, it is a business of striving for fame and fortune, and there have been many contradictions and frictions in the historical changes of these ancient families, and the passage of time has not made these contradictions accumulated for hundreds of years or thousands of years disappear or diminish. On the contrary, it was intensified by future generations.

As a result, every auction is not peaceful, and there are always a few healers who come together and settle their feuds in various ways.

For this situation, the owner of Qihuang Garden did not prohibit it, and clearly stated that it could be solved in his own way. However, with the exception of fights, once such a bad situation is discovered, the gate of Qihuang Garden will be closed to the first mover forever.

There is a stern warning from Qi Huangyuan, whenever an enemy meets, at most he throws a few cruel words, but no one dares to make the first move.

After Mo Feng inquired about the location of the auction hall, he took Ye Fang and walked in the direction of the auction hall.

Mo Feng still had a few prescriptions in his hand that had not yet been prepared, and after hearing Ye Fang talk about this medicinal material exchange auction a few days ago, he had this thought and decided to try his luck.

While being curious about the Qihuangyuan auction, Mo Feng also had a trace of puzzlement in his heart, since this Qihuangyuan medicinal herb exchange meeting was so famous, why had he never heard his grandfather mention it? And after Mo Feng recalled the time when the exchange meeting was held over the years, he found that except for the time when he came to Wushan ten years ago, his grandfather had not come to every exchange meeting since then.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure it out, Mo Feng, who has never liked to drill the horns of the bull, simply put this idea behind him, his grandfather has been dead for many years, and what can he do if he knows the reason, so he still thinks about some reality.

Now that the source of Wu Lingzhi is not worried, the rest only needs to solve the toxic side effects of this Wu Lingzhi to be considered a complete success, Mo Feng has great confidence in Yu Qingshuang, once it is listed, it will definitely be a source of money.

Mo Feng walked along the bluestone road while thinking, and after walking for about five minutes, a steel structure building with a silver dome suddenly appeared in the eyes of Mo Feng and the others, and this was the place where the auction was held.

"It's so fucking beautiful, brother, just after a while, I discovered a major feature of this Qihuang Garden." Just as Mo Feng wanted to raise his leg to take a look at the auction hall, Ye Fangfang, who had been looking around, smiled and leaned in front of Mo Feng and whispered.

"What's the specialty?" Mo Feng was stunned by Ye Fang's expression, and asked with a puzzled face.

"Have you paid attention, but the girls in the garden, almost all of them are stunning, damn, it turns out that all the beauties have come here, it seems that the lives of these so-called Chinese medicine saints are not as hard as the legend says!"

"Why don't you go over and talk to see if you can hook up with one or two?" Mo Feng teased Ye Fang with a playful face.

"Okay, let's pull it down, if my old man can see it, he can beat me to death with a big mouth." Just shouted a good yes, Ye Fang suddenly came back to his senses and said with a depressed face.

Approaching the auction hall, the people on the bluestone road are gradually becoming lively, at this time, both sides of the road are like a country market, full of all kinds of strange medicinal materials, many people stop in front of the stalls, carefully looking for what they need.

Seeing this, Mo Feng walked over quickly with Ye Fang, only to see that there were more or less medicinal herbs on the cloth on the ground in front of each of these people.

After Mo Feng glanced at it a few times, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression suddenly became a little strange, it turned out that he found that some of these medicinal materials for sale were not in the records of the current pharmacopoeia. (To be continued.) )