"Collect conscience money, do conscience things, if Master Zhao feels that his life is cheap, you can find an expensive one to treat you!"

Zhang Xuezhou is not used to Master Zhao.

He was ruthless in slaughtering the wrongdoer, who would have thought that his heart was still not black enough.

But Zhang Xuezhou was keenly aware that he didn't need to change his words.

He looked at Dong Zhongshu more than 20 meters away, and could clearly feel that Dong Zhongshu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Combined with the words of the second aunt Tai Hongyi muttering, and the third aunt behind Dong Zhongshu who was too green and the fourth aunt was too dreamy, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he understood something.

But it was not him who was unlucky in this matter, but Dong Zhongshu.

He borrowed Zhao Liang's body to break the method, and after Kong Ning shot Zhao Liang, he recovered the opponent's arrow wound to some extent, and he was not the one who directly injured Zhao Liang, but Dong Zhongshu's borrowing of Zhao Liang's body was another result.

The Zhao family will not listen to Dong Zhongshu's explanation that it is caused by the fight with the snake demon, but will only attribute the problem to Dong Zhongshu, after all, it is in Dong Zhongshu's hands that there is a big problem.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou still hasn't figured out why Dong Zhongshu seems to be unable to provoke Master Zhao.

But regardless of whether Dong Zhong is comfortable or uncomfortable, Zhang Xuezhou is comfortable at the moment.

When Master Zhao agreed helplessly, he asked people to bring five pieces of money and put it aside, and Zhang Xuezhou's deer cutting knife bleed quickly.

"The Iron Body Technique I Practice......"

Old Man Zhao was just about to tell about his cultivation technique, and his body was difficult to be cut by ordinary knives.

But the blood in the chest and abdomen gushed out too quickly.

And the pain relief and comfort that comes with it also come in a short period of time.

In the past, the iron body that was proud of being not afraid of swords was slapped by the snake demon, and now it was easily punctured, and even guided the rapid recovery of the injury, and Master Zhao also brought new stimulation when he was recovering from his injury.

"There must be techniques and medicines in this world to treat my family's bright children!"

No matter what kind of treatment is carried out, as long as the condition can be recovered, Master Zhao will not be taboo.

What he feared was that there was no way.

Intoxicated by his own thoughts, it wasn't until there was a feeling of patting from his body that Master Zhao came back to his senses and opened his eyes.

"Get up and take two steps and try!"

Zhang Xuezhou's suggestion made Master Zhao stretch his arm and pull his leg again.

He rolled over and got up from the stretcher he had been carrying.

"I'm alright, I'm good!"

He touched the wounded part of his body.

Aside from the slight tingling that still remained, and the lack of strength in his body, he did recover almost completely.

"The magic healing not only invokes mana, but also consumes the power in your body in advance, which needs to be replenished by eating," Zhang Xuezhou advised: "You have eaten more meat to nourish your body recently, and if you have the conditions, you can boil some ginseng soup." ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Xuezhou was just a monk who was good at healing injuries, Master Zhao would have to shout immortals like those foolish people.

He should be told by Zhang Xuezhou, and he listened to Zhang Xuezhou's 'oops' and was tired.

"Wang Er Mazi, you hurry up and help me collect the medicine, the higher the year, the better!"

Five times the money is in hand, and Zhang Xuezhou also spends it casually.

Involving ginseng, Poria cocos, Atractylodes, Polygonatum polygonatum multiflorum, Polygonum multiflori, cypress, Rhizome, Rehmannia root, pine nut and other medicinal materials, he also began to pursue the vintage at this time, seeking to refine the five-day Bigusan and the seven-day Bigusan.

The money passed through his hands for a moment, and then quickly dispersed again.

There are five thousand and a half taels of money, which seems to be a lot, but it can only be used to buy six hundred copies of the most ordinary Bigu Scattered medicinal materials.

Zhang Xuezhou will inevitably fail when refining, and the yield of a small amount of refining Bigusan is about fifty percent, and if it involves repeated refining, his probability of success will not rise, but will continue to decrease because it is difficult to continue to refine carefully.

If all of them are used for three days of Bigusan, Zhang Xuezhou estimates that his finished product should be about 200 copies.

According to his current routine, these Bigu scatters are enough for him to use for nearly two years.

But his body has been out of control for a long time, if he can, Zhang Xuezhou certainly hopes that he can resist hunger for five days or even seven days after falling asleep, instead of being full for three days and starving for four days.

And with the continuous improvement of his Bigu Decision, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would slowly get rid of the demand for Bigu San.

The money that Master Zhao spent on his illness was likely to make him last until that time.

"Maybe after I step into the realm of consciousness, Bigu Jue should be able to meet my own needs, or maybe at that time, I only need to take some three-day Bigu Powder to fully meet my requirements!"

Zhang Xuezhou's pursuit of realm improvement is not empty talk, and after getting the forging elixir that is not attributed to him, Zhang Xuezhou always has some confidence in his heart.

He has a lot of motivation to seek a breakthrough in the realm.

When many people want to make themselves better and more powerful, he is completely trying to save his life.

This is no less than the monks who practice in the military region, and even more powerful than some military region monks.

Zhang Xuezhou's head was extremely sober, and he was constantly calculating what he needed.

His request made Wang Er Mazi quickly write it down.

Money paves the way, and Wang Er Mazi also urged the two pharmacy guys again and again.

"It's a pity that you didn't have half a tael before, and my ginseng and Shouwu with a year were bought by others," Wang Er Mazi sighed.

"It's not a bad thing if you don't ask for it in advance!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

Zhang Sanyang, who bought medicine from the Zhao family, died, and the medicinal materials were also snatched away, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was not too bad for him to be one step late.

His words in response to Wang Er Mazi caused Master Zhao's memories.

"Brother Zhang, is that medicinal herb boiling medicine sought by Taigong Jiang effective for my child?" Old Man Zhao exclaimed.

"More than 100 years of angelica, ginseng, shou wu, dragon's blood mushroom, and zhuguo are all great medicines to replenish qi and blood, I don't know if it's symptomatic, but Zhao Junwei's body will inevitably lack qi and blood after a long illness, and it's not a bad thing to make up for it in moderation," Zhang Xuezhou responded.

"Wang Er Mazi!"

Zhang Xuezhou's response was not satisfactory, but this was the best reply that Master Zhao had heard so far.

He let out a loud shout and asked this second-class dealer of medicinal materials on Ju'an Street to quickly buy medicinal materials in Shili Eight Townships.

"I'll pay another ten and a half taels," Master Zhao patted his chest and said: "Hurry up and mobilize hundreds of medicine pickers for me to collect medicine and collect medicine, and I'll take it if the money is not enough!" ”

"How can I have so many herb pickers, I don't have more than twenty herb pickers in ten miles and eight towns!"

Wang Er Mazi looked bitter.

It's a good thing for someone to buy medicine, but it's also a bad thing if the supply of medicinal herbs is insufficient.

On the stall, a normal customer like Zhang Xuezhou who is not in a hurry is not in a hurry, but on a stall like Mr. Zhao, Wang Er Mazi only feels that the ten yuan is hot.

If he really can't meet Master Zhao's requirements in time, the probability of his pharmacy being smashed and beaten is very high, and everything will outweigh the losses.

"Is it really a large collection of medicinal herbs?"

"We can also collect medicine!"

"That's right!"

"As long as you search deep in the mountains for three or five days, you can't find angelica and ginseng!"

"What does Dragon's Blood Zhi look like?"

"How are these medicinal herbs collected, and what is the price?"

"I heard this fairy say that he also wants pine nuts, and there are pine nuts on a few old trees over there in Nanshan!"

"I know a few places where yellow essence grows!"

……

Wang Ermazi looked embarrassed, and the nearly 100 people who watched Zhang Xuezhou's healing heard the Sutra of Getting Rich.

The whispering exchange is constant.

Watching the gods save people is a kind of gossip with long insight, which can enrich the conversation, and even serve as an insight that can be used to show off repeatedly for the rest of your life.

But looking for medicine, finding medicine, and selling it for money is life.

If Wang Er Mazi could collect a large number of all kinds of medicinal materials, they could all become medicine pickers today.