Chapter 49: The Heart of the Doctors of the World
"Hmm. Zhou Chen nodded, naturally not surprised at all.
If the quenching solution he prepared was not as effective as the medicine prepared by the people of this world, wouldn't he have lived in vain?
"Lead the way!" Zhou Chen glanced at the crowded crowd in the pharmacy and said lightly.
"Yes. ”
Zhang Qingming sighed lightly.
He thought that Zhou Chen would take a high look at him after seeing the hot scene of Baiweiju.
Apparently he was overthinking.
A snap of your fingers can break the Golden Silkworm Gu.
Acupuncture is a miracle cure for terminal diseases.
How could someone with this ability be interested in improving the quenching fluid?
"Sir, there are really a lot of people in the hall, I'll take you through the back door, and introduce my master and eldest brother to Mr. later, they are even higher than me in refining technology, and their temperament is cold and arrogant, if they offend Mr., I hope to forgive me!"
"Hmm. "Zhou Chen cherishes words like gold.
But, will Zeng Zhu and Zhang Qing offend him?
However, he came to Zeng Zhu and Zhang Qing, and indeed I have an important matter to deal with.
Zhang Qingming walked cautiously in front, and quickly took Zhou Chen into a small alley and stopped in front of a red-painted gate.
Knock knock.
"Chen Er, open the door quickly!"
Zhang Qingming knocked on the door eagerly.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, and a young man showed his head, and when he saw Zhang Qingming, his face was happy.
"The second master is here. ”
Chen Er said hello to Zhang Qingming.
But when he saw Zhou Chen behind Zhang Qingming, his whole eyes lit up.
"Ahh Mr. Zhou, you ...... You're here too, please come in!"
Chen Er was the guy who had seen Zhou Chen in the front hall before, and knew that Zhou Chen had great powers, and he was a person who was extremely respectful to Zeng Zhudu, and when he saw Zhou Chen again at this time, his excited jaw was about to fall.
"Hmm. Zhou Chen nodded calmly and walked into the small courtyard.
Zhang Qingming on the side looked a little inexplicable, why did Chen Er see Zhou Chen more than he saw himself?
It's still under that tree.
There was a stone table and a pearwood chair.
It's just that there is no chessboard, and there is also a missing figure.
Now that Zeng Cast is busy boiling the improved quenching fluid, how can he still be in the mood to play chess?
He loves alchemy more than chess.
"After an hour, the fire turned into seventy percent of the fire, and the fire boiled slowly!" Zeng Zhu's eager voice came from a side room.
"Mr. Zhou, Second Master, you wait here, I'll go and invite Uncle Zeng!"
Chen Er led the two into the courtyard and ran away with an explanation.
"Sir, have you ever met the tutor and the eldest brother before?"
Finally, Zhang Qingming couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm. ”
Zhou Chen nodded.
Then he carried his hands behind his back and walked towards a small medicine field in the courtyard.
An herb like pine needles swayed in the wind.
The needle-like branches and leaves are soaked in a little dew, and they are crystal clear in the sunlight.
And within a meter of this herb, there is not a single grass, and it seems that all the aura has been absorbed by it, so as to show its nobility.
Zhang Qingming looked at Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen looked at the ghost needle grass intently.
Zhang Qingming frowned.
"Sir, this ghost needle grass has survived for ninety-nine years, and it was planted by the family teacher when he was a child, but I heard that the family teacher has given it away!"
Zhang Qingming couldn't help but sigh.
He had only lived to be sixty years old, and this ghost needle plant was close to a hundred years old.
At the same time, he also vaguely reminded Zhou Chen that this ghost needle grass was already famous.
And Zhou Chen looked at the ghost needle grass and was slightly distracted, and replied unexpectedly: "In a few hours, it will be a hundred years! It's only a hundred years!"
Zhang Qingming didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Chen's words, and was about to ask, when he saw his master Zeng Zhu, and walked over from the side room.
"Master!" Zhang Qingming hurriedly said hello.
Although he is a descendant of the medical saint, he is extremely respectful to Zeng Zhu.
But the next moment, Zeng Zhu's behavior surprised him.
"Sir, Zeng didn't know that Mr. was coming, and he missed the distance, and I hope that Mr. will atone for his sins!"
I saw that the hair was already gray,
The master who is already a hundred years old, the master who has a lot of knowledge in alchemy,
The master, who has always been breezy and arrogant, actually bent down at Zhou Chen's back.
His attitude was unusually respectful, as if a student had met a strict teacher.
"No need to be polite!" Zhou Chen turned around, walked slowly to the bottom of the tree, and sat down.
"You sit too. Zhou Chen pointed to another stone bench next to him.
"Yes, sir!" Zeng Zhu walked under the tree and sat down.
"Sir!"
Zhang Qingming heard the voice of his eldest brother.
Looking sideways, his eldest brother, a well-known alchemist in Hangzhou City, came hurriedly carrying a pot of fragrant tea and two teacups.
The teacup rests on a stone table.
Carry the pot and pour the tea.
After doing all this, Zhang Qing stood aside respectfully.
The fragrance of tea permeated the wind, Zhang Qingming sniffed it, it was the bamboo leaf green treasured by the master, even he had only tasted it once.
"Sir, please use tea. ”
Zhou Chen was not polite, and took a sip of tea.
Zhang Qingming was like a dream, and he could let his master treat him with such great courtesy, and he had already roughly guessed Zhou Chen's identity.
It's ridiculous that he wanted to compete with Zhou Chen before, and he really got an axe.
"Qingming, this is Mr. Zhou who provided us with a new quenching body fluid, why don't you come to see him?" Zeng Zhu said in a deep voice.
Zhang Qingming was ashamed at the moment, and immediately bowed down and said: "Qingming didn't know the identity of Mr. before, and he was offended, so please teach Mr. more!"
"It's okay!"
Zhou Chen put down the teacup, and his gestures carried an unattainable momentum.
"Qingming, do you remember the previous gambling contract?" Zhou Chen asked slowly.
"Naturally, I remember that Mr. saved Qingming's life, and Qingming lost a century-old ginseng to Mr., and Qingming sent the century-old ginseng later. Zhang Qingming said cautiously.
"Sir, what's going on? Qingming, don't hurry up. Zeng Zhu said inexplicably.
Immediately, Zhang Qingming told Zhou Chen about subduing the Golden Silkworm Gu and acupuncture to treat Old Man An.
"Sir, what a strange man!"
After Zeng Zhu understood the whole story, he respected Zhou Chen like a god.
"Elder Zeng, can you prepare a few elixirs that I asked you to prepare?" Zhou Chen said lightly.
"Sir, it's just that the hundred-year-old cicada has molted, that thing is common, but the hundred-year-old one is scarce, please give the old man some more time. ”
Zeng Zhu was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, you can fetch me other elixirs, and then arrange a medicine refining room for me, and I will refine a pill from you. ”
Zeng Zhu's body trembled slightly.
Just now, Zhou Chen said that he wanted to do alchemy?
Slightly stunned, Zeng Zhu's face showed a flush.
"Xiaoqing, Qingming, go and get the elixir that Mr. needs!"
Zeng Zhu almost roared at the two apprentices, and then said respectfully to Zhou Chen: "Sir, you can move with me!"