Ding Yang had never heard of the Ten Thousand Surnames Trading Conference of Daxiangguo Temple at all, but after listening to Zhang Yi's explanation, his eyes gradually lit up: Good guy, isn't this a good opportunity for him!

Originally, the so-called Daxiangguoji Ten Thousand Surnames Trade Conference was a kind of temple fair, which was held 5 times a month. It is mainly for the people of Tokyo to take out their own goods and put them out for trading.

The temple fairs are held once a month on the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, as well as on the eighth, eighteenth and twenty-eighth days of the Lunar New Year, for a total of five temple fairs per month.

I never thought that with the expansion of fame and the gathering of merchants from all over the city in Tokyo, in the end, not only the people in Tokyo took the opportunity to come to do business, but there were also many foreign merchants.

Every time the Great Xiangguo Temple Ten Thousand Surnames Trading Conference is held, it is really "a hundred skills in the column, there is no collection; Rare things from all over the world, all in the meantime", always gather the world's rare specialties.

Not only do the people in the city like it, but many officials and wealthy families will also send people to keep an eye on them, and they can't hide anything from them. It is even said that even the palace would take the opportunity to buy some rare goods and send them to the royal family.

Isn't this similar to the World Exposition?

With the trade status and cultural charm of the Song Dynasty at that time, it can definitely attract the attention of the whole world!

Almost as soon as he heard Zhang Yi finish speaking, Ding Yang had already decided: whether he can make a fortune depends on the Ten Thousand Surnames Trading Conference.

However, what to bring to sell in the Song Dynasty will have to wait until you go back and think about it before you can decide.

After all, a modern industrial product is a treasure that is casually displayed in an agricultural society, and it will definitely be regarded as the product of some hidden master - no one can imagine that it is actually just the product of an industrial assembly line.

But what Daoist Yuan Qing said at the beginning was very clear, only personal belongings and things held in both hands could be carried freely through. This restriction is very strict, forcing him to choose small and high-value gadgets.

In addition, no matter how good the Song Dynasty was, it was still a hierarchical society after all.

The powerful families and big businessmen are all wealthy, and they are not at all the existential beings that Ding Yang can talk to on an equal footing.

In case he brought something good and was targeted, he would just pay off the normal business, for fear that someone would take the risk and take the wrong hand......

It is clearly pointed out in the theory of capital: in the face of 2oo% profits, capital dares to trample on the laws of the world; In the face of 3oo% profits, capital dares to commit any crime, even if it is at the risk of hanging!

With Ding Yang's cautious and cautious personality, it is absolutely impossible not to think about it.

In the strange Song Dynasty, he was alone and couldn't act carelessly. If you encounter danger without waiting for enough activity on the surface, where can you reason with it?

If you don't die, you won't die!

Therefore, the choice of this transaction should also find a balance between security and interests, and ensure that safety comes first.

Until he fell asleep with Zhang Yi and fell asleep together, Ding Yang was still pondering. As a result, I thought about it all night and found a good way, leaving only two big dark circles under my eyes.

Forget it, don't waste your efforts. Perhaps only when you return to the modern era and search for more information on the Internet can you come up with a suitable plan and make a choice.

But when exactly will the Plane Liveness meet the minimum criteria for returning to the modern age?

Turning over the back of his hand to take a closer look, Ding Yang saw that the red line at the tiger's mouth was almost close to his wrist!

"Huh? Looks like it's almost time for me to return! At most, it won't be past noon, and I'm sure I'll be able to go back. The latest moment made him ecstatic, and when he looked around him, he felt that everything was good.

Even when he was eating breakfast, Ding Yang couldn't help but giggle from time to time, and Zhang Yi was frightened and couldn't figure out the situation.

Although the breakfast he ate didn't have much oil and water, it was just pickles and mixed grains, but Ding Yang still ate happily.

It wasn't until Zhang Yi began to decoct the medicine and smelled the rich pungent smell emitted by the jar of Chinese medicine that Ding Yang finally came to his senses a little.

"Eh, Shiro, I don't know what illness Ling Ci has? If you can trust the poor road, you might as well talk about it, maybe the poor road can also do your part. ”

In fact, Zhang Yi actually wanted Ding Yang to show the Liu family last night, but the so-called uselessness was not punished, and in the end, he didn't dare to mention this matter before helping, so as not to be misunderstood by the Seven Star Dao Master that he intended to blackmail it.

Now when Ding Yang takes the initiative to mention it, why don't you hurry up and plead.

So before the words fell, Zhang Yi had already stood up suddenly, and his whole person was trembling: "Dao...... Dao Chief, is he really proficient in the art of Qihuang? ”

Then, without waiting for Ding Yang to answer, he immediately knelt on the ground, knocked at him again and again, his head hit the ground, and soon became red and swollen: "I ask for the mercy of the Taoist chief, and I will cure my mother's pain." What monstrous wealth, Zhang Yi can do without it. Plead with the Taoist to save your mother! ”

"Get up, you have something to say. Since Poor Dao has asked, he will definitely do his best. What's more, what's yours is yours, and no one can take it away! ”

"Yes, please ask the Taoist chief to bother, the villain is grateful."

While speaking, Zhang Yi wanted to go back and help Liu out so that Ding Yang could diagnose his pulse, but Ding Yang would do this?

"No, no, no, no. Poor Dao itself is not good at diagnosing the pulse, so it is enough for you to tell Poor Dao about Ling Ci's symptoms, and then refer to how the doctor diagnosed and prescribed prescriptions before. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Yi was dumbfounded, aren't all Taoist priests good at alchemy and curing diseases? Why is the Seven Star Dao Chief ......

But even if Ding Yang's request was a little strange, there was finally a glimmer of hope, wasn't it?

So soon Zhang Yi reacted, and agreed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the villain will go and take the prescription of Dr. Xi of Huichun Hall to the Taoist Chief." ”

"Stop! The prescription is also exempt, you just have to talk about it. ”

Just kidding, the doctor's prescription is also something he can understand? Even if you hand it over to the FBI Intelligence Analysis Section, you may not be able to see what is written on it!

Who knew that Zhang Yi thought he had any taboos, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly said: "My mother was only a little bit of asthma at the beginning, but then she began to have frequent low-grade fever and night sweats, and she was weak and thin. Frequent cough, sputum production, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and occasionally hemoptysis recently......"

In fact, Ding Yang already had some conjectures in his heart when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, just "um" and continued to listen.

“…… After seeing it, Dr. Xi of Huichuntang said that his mother's righteous qi was weak, her qi and blood were insufficient, she had been ill for a long time and had lost her recuperation, and her essence and blood were too depleted. He prescribed a prescription to nourish the lungs with Beisha Shen, Tiandong and Maidong, nourish the kidneys with Ejiao, Shengdi and Shudi, use Panax notoginseng to dissolve blood stasis and stop bleeding, use fritillary to dissolve phlegm and relieve cough, supplemented by Poria cocos and yam to nourish the spleen......"

Ding Yang was dizzy when he heard this series of traditional Chinese medicine names, and in the end, he couldn't tell what was what. But I still have to pretend to know everything, and nod frequently: "Mmmmmm......mmmm"

However, recently, my mother occasionally had hemoptysis, so the villain invited Dr. Lu from Baiyaotang to come over and take a look. Who knows that after people cut the pulse, let the villain prepare for the future. After the villain begged again and again, he told the villain's mother that she had tuberculosis, and she was afraid that there would not be many days left. But the villain doesn't believe it...... I also invited Dr. Lan from Miaotetang and Dr. Zhao from Songhetang to come over, and the results were ...... Woo woo woo ....... ”

Seeing that Zhang Yi was already crying bitterly as he spoke, he was afraid that the Liu family in the middle would hear it, so he could only cover his mouth and whimper in a low voice. But big tears flowed down without saying anything.

"If the Taoist can save your mother, the villain will not be able to repay your great kindness even if he dies. Don't say that in this life, the Taoist chief will drive with all his might, even if you turn into a cow and a horse in the next life, you will definitely repay your kindness. Please, save your mother! She has been bumpy for half her life, and she really hasn't had a good day! ”

As he spoke, he fell to the ground again, refusing to get up, just kowtowing to Ding Yang incessantly.

"Huh? What does this do? Since Poor Dao agreed, he will definitely do his best. Hurry up, or you'll be angry! ”

How dare Zhang Yi make Ding Yang angry now? Even if he knew that he was about to scare him, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk.

didn't even care about the bruise on his forehead, he got up and apologized to Ding Yang again and again, for fear of making the Seven Star Dao Elder angry.

"Okay, you don't need to say any more, Ling Ci's illness is already well understood. But in the end, whether it can be cured or not, and wait for the poor Dao to pinch his fingers first, and then talk back to you after asking about the news of the master. ”

After saying that, Ding Yang began to shake his head mysteriously, and by the way, ten fingers couldn't stop pinching and calculating, and there were words in his mouth silently. Zhang Yi's heart was shocked, for fear that he would say some bad news.

After a long time, Ding Yang thought that he had pretended to be enough, so he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Well, Shiro is really destined." Fang Cai Poor Dao had already sent a message back to the mountain gate and asked Master Shizun. Ling Ci's illness...... Hmmm......"

There was a deliberate pause for a moment, and seeing that Zhang Yi was almost about to hold his breath and stop, Ding Yang, who had sold enough guan, smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I can cure it with one way!" ”

The so-called joy descends from the sky, which is to describe Zhang Yi's mood at this time.

In order to treat Liu's illness, he can be regarded as working hard to the extreme during this time. When I finally heard the good news, I was so excited that I burst into tears.

"Stop, stop kneeling! Since Shiro has a relationship with the poor road, this cause and effect is naturally ended by the poor road. But I don't have to say anything superfluous, if you want to treat Liu Niangzi's disease, you still need to go back to the mountain gate first. When I return, I will be able to help Shiro. ”

"Huh? Return to the mountain gate? Zhang Yi immediately made a bitter face, Kunlun Mountain is far away in the sky, when will he come back?

There is no need to guess that Ding Yang knows what he thinks, but he didn't explain too much, but instead opened his mouth to Zhang Yi as if he was fine: "Well, can Shiro find 1 copper coin for Poor Dao first, and then find a random package to decorate old things." ”

"What...... What the? Zhang Yi didn't understand it at all.

Although Zhang Yi doesn't have much money, it is still very simple to find 1 copper coin. As for the request to find another package, he finally took out an old bowl and a few pages of Liu's often recited Buddhist scriptures for Ding Yang and wrapped them in it.

"Dao Chief, do you think you still like this?"

Watching Ding Yang happily take it over and look at it, Zhang Yi became more and more confused: What the hell is this for?

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