Feng Ziyang's sudden interjection made the old man a little unexpected, and he was startled.

"Young man, what did you just say, this prescription is wrong?" After calming down, the old man asked with an inexplicable attitude.

Feng Ziyang nodded, pointed to the handwriting written on the prescription and explained: "The effect of the Phantom Heart Grass is to stabilize the soul and make the blood boil, how can it be combined with the Dijin Grass that cools the blood and stops bleeding? ”

After speaking, he pointed to another place and said: "Look at this rotten bone spirit flower again, this is a poisonous flower that blocks the meridians, you use it with the square grass that clears away heat and dampness, invigorates blood and dissipates blood stasis, wouldn't it accelerate the spread of toxins in the body?

"There is also this nine-tailed dragon sunflower, ordinary dragon sunflower can reduce swelling, clear heat and detoxify, but the nine-tailed dragon sunflower is just the opposite, it will make people's internal fire rise, after the dosage exceeds seven yuan, it will make people 100% poisoned!"

Speaking of this, he stared at the old man with an incredible expression and shook his head and sighed: "If such a prescription is not wrong, then I really don't know what is wrong." ”

When the old man heard this, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and his body stumbled and almost fell directly.

Fortunately, there was a short-haired woman with bright eyes and bright teeth next to her who helped the old man in time, so there was no accident.

"What's the matter with you?" The short-haired woman looked a little similar to the old man, and it looked like she should be his granddaughter, she couldn't help but glared at Feng Ziyang and shouted: "Seeing that you are young, how dare you learn other people's nonsense? My grandfather has studied the knowledge of medicinal materials all his life, and he doesn't dare to say how proficient he is in the prescription, why do you dare to say that the prescription he has verified from the ancient books is wrong?"

Regarding the short-haired woman's questioning and questioning, Feng Ziyang ignored it at all.

The reason why he reminded the old man was entirely out of kindness.

Otherwise, he didn't have to speak, and let the old man be unable to find a clue for the rest of his life, and finally died depressed.

Of course, what is more important is that the name of these three flavors of medicinal herbs evokes his memories of the immortal cultivation world in his previous life, and he subconsciously regards the old man as a fellow practitioner.

However, at the moment, it seems that the old man is not an immortal cultivator, although his body is full of vitality and is very different from ordinary people, but he should just be a martial artist, and his level is much lower than that of an immortal cultivator.

If the old man is willing to believe him, he can be a good person to the end and help him correct this prescription.

If he didn't want to believe him, he would never say anything, turn around and leave.

"Hey, talking to you, why are you so rude......" The short-haired woman saw that he ignored herself, and became even more angry, and her voice became louder and louder, attracting the attention of many people around her.

At this time, the old man had completely regained his composure, raised his hand and patted his granddaughter, "Okay Bing'er, you don't have to say a word." ”

After seeing his granddaughter unwillingly shut up, the old man looked at Feng Ziyang with a solemn expression, arched his hand and said, "Young man, I listened to what you just said, I seem to know a lot about these three flavors of medicinal materials, can I teach in which medical book did I see the discord?"

Feng Ziyang smiled, "You may not find relevant records in the medical book, and I don't see it from the book." ”

The old man's body shook slightly, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and after a moment of silence, he said decisively: "Young man, can you take a step to speak?"

Feng Ziyang looked around, and there were already many people staring at this place curiously, so he nodded and said, "It's okay, this is indeed not the place to talk." ”

The old man hurriedly turned his head and instructed his granddaughter: "Bing'er, quickly call Taifeng Teahouse to book a room." ”

"Grandpa......" The short-haired woman was a little reluctant, and just wanted to say something, but she was frightened by the old man's sharp eyes, and the words that came to her mouth involuntarily became: "I'll call." ”

Although she succumbed to her grandfather's majesty and didn't dare to resist, this did not prevent her from making another note to Feng Ziyang in her heart.

"Damn stinky boy, don't let this girl find a flaw, otherwise I will definitely let you know that the dignity of the Nanshan Bai family cannot be insulted!"

The call ended quickly, and the short-haired woman helped the old man walk towards the outside of the medicinal herb trading market, while Feng Ziyang followed calmly, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Taifeng Tea House is not far from the medicinal herb trading market, and it is only about five minutes to walk, but after the old man and the short-haired woman walked out of the market gate, they got directly into a black car parked on the side of the road.

Feng Ziyang also unceremoniously got into the car, ignoring the short-haired woman's eyes that wanted to eat people, and leaned back on the leather seat calmly.

"This car is very comfortable to sit in, it should be very expensive, right?"

Although he didn't know what brand the car was, the luxurious interior of the car made it easy for him to judge.

The short-haired woman sneered disdainfully: "Nonsense, can five million Bentleys be uncomfortable?"

After speaking, he muttered in a very low voice: "It's really a dirt bun, even Bentley doesn't recognize ......."

Feng Ziyang turned his head to look at her and didn't make a sound, what was there to worry about with a mortal woman.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly made a round and asked, "Young man, I haven't asked you for your name?"

"Don't dare to be, my name is Feng Ziyang, and the old man can call me Xiao Feng or Ziyang. With the good attitude of others, Feng Ziyang naturally would not shake his face, and replied with a gentle smile.

"Feng Ziyang. The old man repeated, and quickly went through in his mind the medical masters he knew, there were not many people with the surname Feng, and their descendants basically knew each other, and they had never heard of such a person.

The thought was just a flash, and he nodded quietly, "The name is quite good." The old man's surname is Bai, and Bai Yizhen. ”

He pointed to the short-haired woman sitting next to him and introduced, "This is my granddaughter Bai Bing." ”

Feng Ziyang let out an 'oh', "Hello Bai Lao." ”

"Hehe, Feng Xiaoyou is polite. Bai Yizhen's eyes flashed with imperceptible doubts and disappointments, if it was really the descendants of those old guys he knew, it was impossible for him to be indifferent and indifferent to his name.

From this point of view, the young man surnamed Feng in front of him should not be from those families he knows.

The atmosphere in the car was silent, but fortunately, the car was already close, and it didn't take long for the car to stop in front of a teahouse facing the street.

Taifeng Tea House, which belongs to the time-honored brand of Nanshan City, is very famous and expensive, and ordinary people will never come here to drink tea.

Feng Ziyang had heard before that the price of drinking the most ordinary pot of green tea in Taifeng was almost as good as ordering an ordinary banquet at the best Yuanheng restaurant in the city.

In his previous life, he could not afford to come here to spend, and although he passed by many times, he could only sigh and envy those rich people.

After thinking about being reborn, I unexpectedly had the opportunity to come to it in person to see what is so special about the time-honored teahouse that ordinary people dare not enter.

Under the guidance of a beautiful waitress wearing a simplified version of the red Hanfu, the group walked into the teahouse, Feng Ziyang looked at it and felt slightly disappointed.

The interior decoration of this Taifeng Tea House is very ordinary, although it has a quaint feeling, but it is not as full of history as people think.

It's better to meet than to be famous.

"Come, Feng Xiaoyou, please. Bai Yizhen waved his hand and refused the waiter to continue to lead the way, and walked upstairs with a familiar car.

There, there is a private room that he usually uses.

Feng Ziyang followed him up the stairs, and just halfway through, Bai Bing's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Boy, if it's too late to leave now, don't think that you can keep fooling my grandfather!"