Song Feng turned his head and saw that the young couple who was chatting with the old stall owner just now had an accident at this time.

The girlfriend, who was crying out that she was hungry, fell to the ground without warning.

The young boy was so anxious that he kept shaking his girlfriend's body.

Seeing this, the old stall owner immediately stood up from the ground and came to the young boy with a speed that did not match his old age.

"Don't panic, boy, your girlfriend is in a coma due to low blood sugar."

The young boy was shocked and said, "Sir, how do you know that my girlfriend has low blood sugar?"

"Hehehe."

The old stall owner stroked his beard and said proudly: "Even the elixir that can make people live a long life, the old man can make it, how can it be difficult for the old man to have low blood sugar."

The young boy was already confused, and subconsciously said, "Since the old gentleman can see that my girlfriend fainted because of low blood sugar, can you find a way to wake her up?"

"It's a small thing."

The old stall owner took out the medicine box from his pocket and said, "Buy a longevity pill for her to take, and I can guarantee that your girlfriend will wake up immediately."

"No problem, you take out your phone, I'll scan the code for you to transfer money now."

The young boy and his girlfriend were born into a wealthy family, and 10,000 yuan is nothing to him.

It can really make the girlfriend wake up immediately, and the young guy won't be stingy.

"Wait a minute."

Song Feng came over and said, "Old man, are you finished?"

In the face of Song Feng's questioning, the old stall owner said without changing his face: "Young man, the old man is saving people, what is the reason for you to interfere?"

"Saving people?"

Song Feng sneered and said, "I think you want to take the opportunity to sell goods, buddy, your girlfriend is indeed in a coma because of low blood sugar, and it is indeed a trivial matter to want her to wake up immediately."

"I don't want a penny, I'll help you wake her up now."

Without waiting for the young boy to answer, Song Feng took out the silver needle he carried with him.

Two fingers held silver needles and quickly stabbed at an acupuncture point on the girl's body.

The moment the silver needle pierced the acupuncture point, the girl's body trembled.

In an instant, the young girl opened her eyes and said in confusion, "What's wrong with me? How can you lie on the ground?"

"You're so dead."

The boyfriend helped his girlfriend up from the ground, and complained with a distressed face: "Obviously not fat at all, I don't say that I am overweight, and I haven't eaten breakfast for three days in a row, which is good, I almost lost my life, I see if you dare to lose weight indiscriminately."

Song Feng interjected: "Miss, everyone has a love for beauty, but no matter what kind of weight loss, you must pay attention to the way and method, you have low blood sugar, and you must have three meals a day more regularly than normal people."

"If I'm not mistaken, the doctor should have told you to bring candy and chocolate with you, and eat them as soon as you feel unwell."

The young girl nodded frequently, embarrassed, "The doctor did say so, and I also brought it with me, but candy and chocolate are the natural enemies of weight loss, and if I eat them, it will be equivalent to giving up all my previous efforts."

When I was shopping with my boyfriend just now, the young girl was already vaguely feeling unwell.

That's why I'm clamoring to find a place to eat.

I thought that my body should be able to hold on to the hotel, but unfortunately, I didn't take a few steps and lay down.

Song Feng repeatedly told young girls that hypoglycemia is not a serious illness.

However, once it is allowed to attack, it will also have serious effects on the body.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner must be on time and in quantity.

Don't go hungry.

The young couple thanked Song Feng for everything, and under Song Feng's guidance, they walked towards a restaurant.

Seeing that there was no excitement to see, the surrounding people dispersed.

The old stall owner stood in front of Song Feng, his nose was not his nose, and his face was not his face and reprimanded: "Everyone walks on the road to the sky, you go to your street, I do my business, why bother to ruin the old man's good deeds again and again?"

"Don't you think you're going too far?"

Hearing this, Song Feng reprimanded: "I'll tell you at the end, doing business should have the duty and sincerity of a businessman, it is undeniable that the pills you sell use a lot of precious medicinal materials, let alone sell for 10,000 yuan, even if you sell for 15,000 or even 20,000, it is not a lion's mouth."

"But if you associate it with longevity and longevity, it's not exaggerated propaganda, it's simply false propaganda."

Immediately afterwards, Song Feng solemnly pointed out that the behavior of the old stall owner not only violated the principles of commercial publicity, but also damaged the moral bottom line of those who practice medicine.

Being able to refine medicine by himself proves that the old man understands Chinese medicine.

It's not good, the level of traditional Chinese medicine is still very high.

The more this is the case, the less false propaganda should be carried out.

"It's a good thing that you didn't add the phrase "cure-all" in the promotional statement, if you did, I wouldn't have talked to you calmly, and I had already asked the market security to kick you out."

Song Feng coldly warned: "That's it, you can do it yourself, if I see you here wantonly and encourage others to buy your so-called longevity pill, I will definitely not be polite to you."

"Stinky boy, the hair has not grown, so he came here to teach me, the old man eats more salt than you eat rice, how can you teach me a lesson?"

The old stall owner said angrily.

"You say I'm making false claims, is there any evidence?"

"Of course there is proof."

Song Feng looked at the pill in the old stall owner's hand and said, "This pill is made with a total of eight herbs, which are ginseng, cordyceps, angelica, dendrobium, ginseng, and rehmannia."

Song Feng said the names of the eight herbs used to refine the elixir.

The old man's expression changed from anger to shock.

Fangzi is an ancient prescription handed down by his ancestors, and he is the only person in the world who knows the content of the prescription.

How did Song Feng learn that the pill was made from eight flavor medicinal materials?

Song Feng said, "The refining method of this medicine is quite time-consuming and labor-intensive, the eight flavors of medicinal materials are sliced with a knife made of bamboo, put into a medicine jar, first concocted with a simmer, and after about six hours, the simmer is turned into a martial fire."

"The civil and military intersect, and they are only refined after two days, and if there is a problem in the middle link, it will immediately lead to the loss of previous efforts."

"How the hell do you know?"

The old stall owner put the pill in his pocket and took Song Feng's hand.

"Tell me, did you peek at my family's ancestral prescription?"

Song Feng said, "You have said it, the prescription is your family's ancestor, where can I take a peek? You and I don't know each other, I don't even know what your name is, where you live, and even if I want to peek, I don't have this opportunity."

"How do you know?"

The old stall owner chattered endlessly, vowing to ask for an understanding.

Song Feng withdrew his hand and said, "No comment."

When the words fell, Song Feng turned around and left.

Ninety percent of all kinds of rare ancient recipes in the world are concentrated in Song Feng's brain.

The ancient recipe that was regarded as a family heirloom treasure by the old man belonged to the many ancient recipes that Song Feng knew, and it was probably inferior.

A truly powerful elixir needs to be refined with spirit grass.