"Hmm... Forehead.. Yes.. This one.. ”

Zheng Hongqin's hesitant voice came from the mobile phone, and when he heard this voice, Fang Wuwei's originally impetuous heart also raised, after all, Zheng Hongqin had never been so entangled from before to now.

After a long time, as if Zheng Hongqin had finally made up his mind, he suddenly took a long breath, and then said slowly in a serious but slightly tangled tone:

"Master Fang, I want to ask you to help me refine a true elixir, and then invite you to my grandmother's feast. Help my grandma. Help my grandma. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Hongqin hesitated again all of a sudden, and Fang Wuwei, who was holding the phone with his hand, was already grunting one after another in his heart, only to be sent to the hospital with an irregular heartbeat.

In fact, just hearing what Zheng Hongqin said about alchemy, Fang Wuwei was already reluctant to do it. After all, the alchemy in Fang Wuwei's mind was all complete, unlike the castrated version he sold to others, the amount of medicinal materials had been cut by half. If you want to refine a "real" elixir, you basically have to collect dozens of days of medicinal materials and spend a lot of money to make it!

Although Fang Wuwei can use the castrated version of the pill prescription to deceive people, as an online store owner with dreams and ambitions, Fang Wuwei doesn't want to deceive his conscience!

And besides, even if the "real" pill is made with real materials, the effect of the pill cannot be as magical as in the movie novel. Although there is no harm, the benefits are basically invisible. Of course.. If Fang Wu did it for his father who didn't go missing, then maybe the medicinal effect would still be more obvious, but it wouldn't be as powerful as in Xiuzhen's novel.

"Master Fang, I know that for a worldly master like you, an idle cloud and a wild crane, and a supreme master, it is very tiresome to show up and be an elixir. But I beg you to help me, I'm the only one I can trust. And I'll give you money! At least 30,000! I really don't lie to you!"

Zheng Hongqin on the other end of the phone was simply in tears, not only slapping sycophants and playing emotional cards, but even using money temptation. To be honest, after this series of combination techniques, everyone should be slightly moved.

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It's just that Fang Wuwei didn't reply a word, just thinking about whether he wanted to take this order. Whether Zheng Hongqin's emotional card or sycophancy, what is it to Fang Wuwei? Is Fang Wuwei the kind of person who is moved casually?!

The important thing is the 30,000 yuan! 30,000 yuan! If it weren't for the 30,000 yuan thrown out in the end, Fang Wuwei wouldn't even think about it, so he refused on the spot!

"Wait. Brother, you've only said half of what you just said, what's the back half, what do you want me to do?"

After a pause, Fang Wuwei's reason finally overcame the temptation of 30,000 yuan, and he quickly asked Zheng Hongqin on the other end of the phone.

"This... This one.. Alas, Master Fang, why don't you come out? I'm driving almost to the entrance of your urban village, can we find a place to sit and talk?"

Zheng Hongqin's voice came from the phone, and it sounded like he was also helpless and entangled, which was really different from the second disease in Xiuzhen in Fang Wuwei's impression before.

Fang Wuwei looked at the instant noodles that he hadn't eaten two bites yet, turned on the computer screen and looked at his online store where he didn't have a new order, thought for a while and finally nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go to the hot pot restaurant and sit down and talk. By the way, I must go to that hot pot restaurant with delicious beef to talk! Also, if it weren't for the fact that there is still some affection between you and me, I will definitely quit this time. If it weren't for the fact that you are a super big cash cow, I would have hung up the phone a long time ago!

Of course, of course Fang Wuwei would not say such a thing in his heart. He just hung up the phone, got dressed, sorted out his backpack a little, and walked out of the rental room, walking briskly towards the intersection of the urban village.

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There is no shortage of rich squires and tyrants in urban villages, but none of them dare to drive a Rambo worth more than 5 million yuan through the intersection of urban villages.

Why, you ask?

All right.. Because the Rambo chassis is too low, it will get stuck on the ridiculously high speed bumps in the urban village.

"Master Fang, do you have any immortal magic that can lift the car? ”

Zheng Hongqin and Fang Wuwei stood behind the Rambo sports car, constantly pushing the luxury sports car stuck on the speed bump back and forth. The chassis of the sports car scraped against the speed bump and made a squeaky sound.

Hearing Zheng Hongqin's words, Fang Wuwei glanced at him angrily, continued to push the car with all his strength, and then said angrily:

"It's a bit embarrassing to push the cart like this, isn't it? I know there's a fairy method called a trailer, as long as you call for help, do you want to learn it?"

Fang Wuwei originally wanted to come out to rub Zheng Hongqin's cash cow for a meal, but he didn't expect that the meal had not yet arrived, so he started working as a coolie first.

"Forget it. Let's push it together. ”

Zheng Hongqin also sensed the faint hint of ridicule in Fang Wuwei's words, so he had to continue to push the car in embarrassment.

This time, Zheng Hongqin was actually to blame himself for being absent-minded about driving, he had already seen the speed bump, but he remembered the things he wanted to talk to Fang Wuwei about, which caused him to forget to brake and rushed straight onto the speed bump.

"G-t-la-la"

The screeching sound of the metal chassis scraping was heard again, followed by the sound of tires hitting the ground. After a lot of effort between the two, the car finally got off a series of speed bumps.

"Whew. ”

Zheng Hongqin hurriedly sat in the cab with a long sigh of relief, while Fang Wuwei also wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat in the slightly crowded passenger seat. After all, Fang Wuwei had also gone out with Zheng Hongqin a few times before, and he no longer had the freshness of riding a sports car for the first time.

"So what kind of important thing is it that you want to call me out to talk about it alone?"

Looking at the scenery outside the window and feeling the slight roar in the car, Fang Wuwei looked at Zheng Hongqin who was driving the car suspiciously, and secretly thought in his heart.

If Zheng Hongqin is the same as before, he wants to get him some quick success method, he will definitely turn around and leave after eating, or he will change the previous practice and sell it to him.

"This time, it's really important. Master Fang, I can only rely on you, you must help me!"

Zheng Hongqin, who put on a bitter gourd face, took advantage of the gap between the front and rear cars, turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei and said pleadingly. He looks like a bear in Tinker Bell comics, begging Tinker Bell when he is in trouble.

"Since it's an important matter, you should say it quickly, otherwise how will I decide?"

Fang Wuwei touched the carbon fiber material on the door handle, felt the smooth and delicate touch, and asked again.

"This... This one.. ”

Zheng Hongqin suddenly fell into a state of mind again, as if what he wanted to say was some secret, and after a while he said to Fang Wu Wei:

"Master Fang, let's talk about it in detail when we sit down later. Now I can only tell you that my grandmother is going to be seventy-nine years old this year, and I want to invite some people to go. ”

"Seventy-nine-year-old birthday, what are you going to do with someone?"

Fang Wuwei frowned, and looked sideways at Zheng Hongqin, who was driving the car. He naturally knows that there is a tradition of "nine" but not "ten", that is, the life of "sixty-nine years old" and "seventy-nine years old", but it is only an integer life.

It's just that Fang Wuwei doesn't know why Zheng Hongqin's grandmother wants to celebrate her birthday, but Zheng Hongqin is so nervous now, and it also involves herself, and she needs to help herself? Could it be that he wants to ask a Taoist priest to do his birthday, so Zheng Hongqin thought of himself?

"Xiao Zheng, let me tell you first, in addition to knowing the secret books of the exercises, I don't know how to do longevity practices. ”

With deep doubts, Fang Wuwei soon stated to Zheng Hongqin again.

"It's not for you to do longevity, and it's not for doing things. ”

Zheng Hongqin bit his lip and struggled for a long time before he continued:

"Master Fang, we're almost at the hot pot restaurant, let's find a quiet box to talk about later. ”

"Oh. . . ”

Looking at Zheng Hongqin's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Fang Wuwei also felt more and more strange, but he didn't want to ask more. When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the two quickly walked into the gorgeous box and sat down quietly.

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"Let's order these first. ”

Zheng Hongqin waved his hand to the waiter who ordered the food, signaling the waiters in the box to go out first, and then suddenly his shoulders drooped as if he was tired, and looked at Fang Wuwei weakly.

"Xiao Zhengqin, seeing that your eyes are black and your face is tired, you won't be going to die, right?"

Fang Wuwei put the pre-dinner side dishes in his mouth boringly, and then asked Zheng Hongqin half-jokingly. It is true that today's Zheng Hongqin is too weird, every time he used to be like taking medicine, he was too high, but today he always showed a tangled look, which made Fang Wuwei a little uncomfortable.

"Master Fang, you really want to help me this time!"

Zheng Hongqin was not angry, but his tired face wrinkled, and he shouted loudly in a crying voice.

"You've been shouting for two hours, at least let me know what I want to help you with, and then I can decide whether to help you or not!"

Now Fang Wuwei is annoyed when he hears Zheng Hongqin say the three words "help me"! I don't know how Tinker Bell came over in two or three hundred episodes, if he meets Nobita, he will take out and shoot Nobita in less than three episodes, and shoot a fart cartoon.

"Then I said it. Master Fang, you must help me?"

Zheng Hongqin looked at Fang Wuwei hesitantly for a long time, until Fang Wuwei already had an impatient anger on his face, and he finally said.