"The owner's illness has been seen by other doctors before?" asked Fang Huan after entering the room and taking a seat.

Hu Beiyue nodded: "In the past, I found a lot of doctors, and they all said that there was no way to return to heaven, and I could only extend my lifespan a little, but it cost a lot of cherished medicinal materials. ”

"Master, although I can cure your illness, it will cost a lot. ”

"Brother Fang can rest assured, as long as Lao Hu's life is saved, the consultation fee is not a problem. ”

"It's not a consultation fee, it's a thousand-year-old ginseng. ”

"Millennial ginseng?" Hu Beiyue exclaimed.

"Only a thousand-year-old ginseng can repair your damaged origin. ”

Fang Huan saw Hu Beiyue's surprised appearance, and said secretly in his heart: No, such a big Zhuangzi doesn't even have a thousand-year-old ginseng?

Hu Beiyue smiled bitterly and said: "In recent years, Yaowangzhuang has controlled the medicinal materials market, and it is difficult for us to buy ordinary medicinal materials in Shehuzhuang, where can we buy thousand-year-old ginseng?

Fang Huan was dumbfounded, feeling that his face was a little unbearable, just now he swore that he would be able to cure Hu Beiyue, but he didn't expect to be stumped by a thousand-year-old ginseng tree.

As long as there is a thousand-year-old ginseng tree that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the yuan, supplemented by the divine pesticide power of Shennongding, Fang Huan is naturally sure to cure Hu Beiyue.

"Does this ginseng have to be?" asked Hu Beiyue.

Fang Huan nodded.

"Okay, I'll let people go around and investigate, but if it doesn't work, I'll let people go outside Anmin Town and look for other states and counties. ”

"It's okay, my two brothers can stay in the village for a few more days, during which I can also replenish the vitality of the owner of the village, and you can find ginseng slowly. ”

"Then thank you Brother Fang. ”

"The owner is polite. ”

Outside the house, a hunter strode in, bowed and said, "Master, the banquet is ready." ”

Hu Beiyue got up with a smile, and said to Fang Huan and smartly: "Two little brothers, let's eat first." ”

"Okay, good, good eating. When he heard the word "eat", his eyes suddenly bent into a small crescent.

At the banquet, Fang Huan watched all kinds of game meat being put on the table one by one, and he was secretly speechless in his heart.

Obediently, I've never eaten it before!

When he was a child in Longweipo, Fang Huan had never eaten meat, and later came to Yinlonggou, Liuyao Zhenren only ate vegetarian, only occasionally the senior brother took him down the mountain to taste some meat, today Fang Huan has opened his eyes.

A fat boar's hind legs, roasted golden, kept dripping with grease.

After sprinkling salt and plum juice, Hu Beiyue personally took a knife and cut a piece of meat on the pork leg and put it into Fang Huan's plate, and then cut off a piece and put it on the smart plate.

Smelling the pungent aroma on the plate, Fang Huan swallowed his saliva uncontrollably.

"You're welcome, just eat, we don't have anything else in Shooting Tiger Village, but there is a lot of meat!" Hu Beiyue finished speaking, and also stuffed a large piece of wild boar meat into his mouth.

Lingdong couldn't wait for a long time, so he directly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the meat slices into his mouth, and ate it with a mouth full of oil.

Fang Huan also followed, picking up the meat slices and putting them in his mouth.

Crispy!

"This wild boar has just been beaten back this morning, and it has been dead for no more than an hour. Hu Beiyue said with a smile.

After a while, another jar of wine was served.

"This is the wine that our Zhuangzi brewed with tiger bones to strengthen the body, come and come, taste. ”

As he spoke, Hu Beiyue poured a full bowl for Fang Huan and Lingdong.

Fang Huan put the wine bowl on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, frowning.

Choked.

Lingdong showed an intoxicated look, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

Fang Huan was dumbfounded.

You little guy, not only a foodie, but also an alcoholic?

Hu Beiyue was also taken aback, this little guy looked at him about a meter tall, and he could actually kill a bowl of his own tiger bone wine in one go?

"Come on, come on, smart little brother, I'll fill it up for you again. ”

Eyes like crescent moons, bright pupils, a touch of blush appeared on his fair face, and the hat of his wide robe fell off unconsciously, revealing a pair of big furry ears.

"This ...... Demon Clan?" Hu Beiyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

Fang Huan hurriedly explained: "Master Hu Zhuang don't misunderstand, my little brother is not a demon clan, but a spirit clan. ”

"Spirit Clan, what kind of clan is it?"

Fang Huan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Because he didn't know what the spirit race was.

Fortunately, Hu Beiyue is also well-informed, and quickly calmed down, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't care about the spirit clan and demon clan, since you have come to my Tiger Shooting Village, you are a distinguished guest in my village, come, smart little brother, let's drink another bowl." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Fang Huan hurriedly persuaded: "Master Hu, it's better to drink less wine for your injury." ”

"It's okay to do something, it's rare to be happy today, and it's okay to drink a few bowls. ”

Hu Beiyue is really happy today, can he not be happy with the joy of dying in a desperate situation?

In the end, Hu Beiyue, Smart, and a few Zhuang guests all drank too much, and Fang Huan was still awake alone.

Fang Huan reached out and touched the two ears that were hanging smartly, his face full of helplessness.

Then I remembered a figure in a yellow robe.

It seems that before...... He also put his hand on his head like this, and then looked helpless.

Big Brother......

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Liang Tong, the owner of Yaowangzhuang, is just in his early forties this year, but he is already full of hair, but his skin is well maintained, and there is no trace of wrinkles.

Liang Tong, as the owner of Yaowang Village, is a person who is very good at maintaining health, and the reason why his hair is full of hair is related to the exercises he has cultivated.

When Liang Tong was still an ordinary person, he accidentally rescued an old monk, and the old monk left him a set of practice exercises in order to thank him for saving his life.

This set of exercises is called ...... "Joy Zen".

At this moment, Liang Tong had just finished cultivating, lying on the bed, stroking the delicate suckling pigeon of the maid beside him with one hand, squinting at Shu Tai with his eyes full of face.

"The owner of Qiqi Village, I received a rumor outside, saying that the hunters of Shooting Tiger Village have been looking for thousand-year-old ginseng recently. ”

Outside the house, there was the sound of a servant.

"Millennial ginseng? What are they looking for ginseng for?" Liang Tong narrowed his eyes and asked with a frown.

"It seems that he is going to treat Hu Beiyue. ”

"Joke, Hu Beiyue's ward can be cured with a thousand-year-old ginseng tree? Liang Tong commanded.

"Yes, owner. ”

Liang Tong turned his head and glanced at the maid beside him who was bruised and had tears in the corners of his eyes, and the rubbing force on his hands increased a little.

The maid bit her lip and did not dare to shout.

Liang Tong's heart was extremely happy, drunk and lying on the knees of a beauty, waking up to control the world, nothing more.

When Hu Beiyue dies, the entire Lianheng Mountain Range will be the world of my Yaowangzhuang, and I, Liang Tong, will be the lord of this Lianheng Mountain Range.

But soon, Liang Tong frowned again, thought for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and shouted outside the house: "Come on! Convene the people of Zhuangzhong to discuss the matter! Go and invite Wu Gongzi to the lobby!"

After giving the order, Liang Tong immediately got up from the bed and kicked the maid next to him to the ground.

"Didn't you hear the main business of Honjo?