Chapter 21: Phineas! You're right!

"My pair of ginseng wine is made of three things, five years of codonopsis, three hundred years of wild ginseng, and one hundred and fifty years of old cellar liquor!"

Zhang Yifan jumped up directly and said excitedly: "What? Three... 300-year-old wild ginseng? ”

Zhang Yifan was born in a medical family, and his grandfather Zhang Yuanshan had the reputation of the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine when he was 35 years old, and since then the Zhang family has become a nobleman among the nobles of Kyoto. But it didn't take long for Zhang Yuanshan to disappear inexplicably, and this disappearance was more than 40 years.

Zhang Yifan is talented and different from ordinary people, so the Zhang family put the hope of revitalizing the family on him! Hopefully, he can take over the mantle of Zhang Yuanshan and become the new holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine!

But who knows, Zhang Yifan gets more and more crooked, not only does he not like to study medicine, but he likes to dance and play with swords, and he shouts every day that he wants to be a soldier and serve the people!

His parents were both state-hired medical professors, so they didn't have time to discipline him, so they threw him to Haishi's grandmother in a fit of anger.

However, he didn't stop when he arrived in Haishi, in order to protest against studying medicine, he either fought and brawled every day, or recruited cats and dogs, and there was no one in shape!

also fell into the title of the most unsuccessful demon king of the mixed world!

However, even if Zhang Yifan is tired of medicine so much, he still remembers a lot of the cramming medical teaching of the elders!

A hundred years of wild ginseng can be auctioned for 3 million!

Three hundred years of wild ginseng, he can't even think of it!

"Phineas! You're right! I don't want to! Zhang Yifan cried and looked at the gold card in Song Qianqian's hand.

If Brother Qian finds out that the money in the card is not enough to pay the bill, then the face will be gone!

"......" Duan Fei continued to drink tea with a helpless face.

Just when Zhang Yifan's little heart was beating the drum, Song Qianqianyun put the card in Zhang Yifan's hand lightly.

"Brother Qian, you...... Don't you want me to pay the bill? Zhang Yifan asked cautiously.

Song Qianqian shook her head, "No, I treat you as a friend!" ”

If you save someone casually, you can meet him who is so persistent, sincere, and dares to call out for her and Xiao Zhanting!

If she hadn't been a friend of him, she would have had a bad brain!

"Brother Qian...... You're so nice! Zhang Yifan was so moved that he almost cried, and said excitedly: "The people around me all want to get benefits from me!" Only you, save my life, but don't ask for reciprocation! If I hadn't been pestering you for nothing, I wouldn't have had the chance to sit here right now! ”

"......" Song Qianqian looked confused, she didn't expect Zhang Yifan to be so excited.

Duan Fei looked at Zhang Yifan, then at Song Qianqian, and his eyes burst out with the joy of "finally a big guy cleaning up the little demon king", carefully poured a cup of new tea, and took a sip very preciously.

"I'm sorry, he's grown up so big, he's never met someone who doesn't really make friends with him because of his family background! He is too simple, please take care of Dr. Song! ”

"......" Song Qianqian bowed her head lightly, took out a homemade snack and put it in front of Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan picked it up and ate it with joy, and said seriously: "Brother Qian, from this moment on, you are my own brother!" If you talk about something, if Xiao Er dares to bully you again, you tell me, I'll find someone to beat him up and give you anger! ”

Duan Fei raised his eyebrows, and said faintly: "It's so boring to borrow someone else's hand, if you can beat him up for Doctor Song yourself, the second master will definitely be very pleased!" ”

Zhang Yifan's face darkened, and he said: "You are stupid to me!" He has been practicing sanda for almost 30 years, how can I, who is just 18, beat him! ”