Heming Village.

Since the last time Brother Kong, the man in the white suit, was beaten away by Wang Yan, this small village, which was almost isolated from the world, has returned to its former calm.

It is said that relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water.

Although Heming Village can be regarded as a mountain and a river, but the mountain is a low mountain, nothing can be grown, the water is bad water, and it is okay to raise some fish and shrimp on a small scale, but it is definitely not enough to provide the livelihood of the whole village.

Counting back to the past few decades, the villagers of Heming Village were so poor that they could barely make ends meet.

All these changes have changed because of the current village head, Liu Ruicai.

Liu Ruicai was not a native of Heming Village, but only came to Heming Village later.

At that time, the people in the village looked down on this inverted door, after all, Heming Village was so poor that they had never seen people running out, and they had never seen anyone take the initiative to come to the village.

What's more, it's still a big man who comes in with the door upside down.

Soon, however, Liu Ruicai made the people in the village change their minds.

In the first year of coming to the village, Liu Ruicai took out an ancestral prescription and led the villagers to establish a tonic processing factory in Heming Village.

With the help of this tonic processing factory, Heming Village has developed at an astonishing speed, and the villagers' pockets are bulging day by day, although they are not to the point of becoming rich and rich, but at least they can straighten their waists when they go out.

Over the years, the villagers have not thought about expanding the scale of this tonic processing factory.

But it's a pity that the prescription that Liu Ruicai took out, the most critical medicinal material, that is, Tu Fuyuan, which is called "Tu Wazi" by the villagers, can only grow on this Heming Mountain.

And only in that specific area can it grow normally, although the yield is not low, but it is undoubtedly impossible to expand the scale.

For so many years, the villagers have not thought about this stubble again.

has been living a life of sunrise and sunset, although there is no way to be rich and expensive, but food and clothing are worry-free, and it is still leisurely, and no one has ever complained about anything.

However, on this day, the traditional leisure of Heming Village was abruptly broken.

"Hurry, how many did you pick back?"

"More than a dozen, the picking of this soil baby is time-consuming and laborious, in such a short time, it is good that I can pick a dozen plants and come back."

"Okay, okay, don't complain, hurry up and send it to the village chief's house, Mr. Wang is waiting to use it." What about the others?"

"The others are probably similar to me, and they're all in the back......

"Oh, it's still grinding, I'm going to urge them, this is what Mr. Wang wants, why don't they care at all...... I'm going to rush them!"

At this time, it was already night, and according to the habits of the villagers of Heming Village in the past, everyone had gone to bed early to rest at this time.

However, this time, Heming Village is brightly lit, Heming Village goes to the mountain road to Heming Mountain, the lights are connected, more than 100 people are holding flashlights in their hands, all of them are carrying backpacks, hurriedly going up and down.

Not for anything else.

Because the savior who had saved their entire village a few days earlier, and who had protected the prescription that was almost equivalent to the lifeblood of their village, had returned.

After coming to Heming Village again, Wang Shen did not make too many excessive demands to the villagers, but just hoped that they could pick Tufuyuan for him as soon as possible, the more the better, the sooner the better.

The villagers who grew up in the mountains and wilderness did not have much right and wrong, good and evil, they had a simple and stubborn thinking, Wang Ember was the benefactor of their whole village, and since it was the benefactor's request, then they should spare no effort to meet it.

As a result, this village, which should have fallen into a deep sleep at this time, was brightly lit because of Wang Yan's words, and the whole village went up and down, from old to young, up the mountain overnight, and even a few children who still had snot joined the camp of collecting medicine.

The picking of Tufuyuan is not an easy thing, this special medicinal material that only grows on Heming Mountain is very delicate, once the picking technique is slightly wrong, it will lead to large

Half of the medicinal properties are lost.

This is a painstaking and laborious work, but because of Wang Yan's words, even those old people with rickety backs did not complain and went up the mountain, carrying small medicine baskets on their backs, not daring to rest at all, going up and down the mountain as fast as possible, and sending the Tufuyuan he needed for Wang Ember.

In the home of village chief Liu Ruicai, inside and outside the red brick house, dim light bulbs dispel the darkness in the courtyard.

Erzhu brought a large bundle of Tu Fuyuan over, put it outside the backyard, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and kept going up and down the mountain, making this farmer who was used to rural life a little tired.

"Village Chief, this is the medicinal herb that the villagers just sent."

He said to the village chief who was standing guard outside the backyard, and said with some concern, "Village chief, Brother Xiao Wang...... How many earth babies do you want...... Our Heming Mountain's last year's output is only that, every year even if we use it to make tonic medicine and sell it, we must be careful to calculate, and now when the Xiao Wang brothers come, they didn't say how much they wanted, only said that the more the better, and now the soil baby on the mountain has been picked half of it, and then it will be picked like this......

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at fiercely by the village chief.

"Little Brother Wang saved our entire village, if it weren't for him, our prescription would have been taken away a long time ago, Brother Wang didn't forcibly take our prescription, he just asked us to pick more medicinal herbs, even if it was to light up all the soil babies on the mountain?"

"But ......"

Erzhuzi scratched his head, and this honest farmer was also a little embarrassed, and said in a hesitant manner: "Village chief, you also know that my little girl is going to junior high school, and I plan to count on this year's harvest and send my little girl to the city to study......

The village chief's face also softened, and he sighed: "Erzhuzi, I understand your concerns, but Little Brother Wang is the benefactor of our village, can we even ignore Little Brother Wang's kindness just for this little medicinal material?"

Erzhuzi was silent for a moment, and then gritted his teeth: "Village Chief, you're right, Little Brother Wang is our life-saving benefactor, what is this little medicinal material, it's a big deal to let that little girl in my family ......

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slight sound of breaking wind in the air, and Liu Rui subconsciously used his mental power to pick it up, but he found that it was a bank card.

"There are more than 900,000 in this bank card, you don't have to worry about money, I will pay you how much money it should be."

Wang Yan's voice floated out of the backyard.

"How does this make ......?"

The village chief waved his hand again and again, trying to throw the bank card back, but the bank card seemed to be glued to the palm of his hand, no matter how he threw it, he didn't move a bit.

"Don't let anyone in here next, if any herbs are delivered, just throw them in."

A faint voice sounded again, and the courtyard quickly fell silent.

"I'll go collect medicine again......

Erzhuzi was a little ashamed, turned his head and quickly ran towards the mountain, leaving the village chief in a daze with the bank card in his hand.

Wang Shen came to the village at night.

At Wang Yan's request, the village chief arranged for someone to go to the town dozens of kilometers away to buy a huge pot and come back as quickly as possible, and specially vacated a courtyard for Wang Yan, and at the same time mobilized almost the whole village to go up the mountain to collect medicine.

"Little Brother Wang, what are you going to do......

He muttered as if to himself.

Could it be that he is planning to make his own tonics?

Configurable tonics, where is there a cauldron configuration?

But if you don't prepare tonics, why use so many medicinal materials?

As he was thinking like this, his spiritual power suddenly noticed that in the courtyard behind him, there was a sudden scorching temperature rising.

The temperature was scorching, like a volcanic heatwave.

The village chief subconsciously thought that there was a fire, and was about to push the door in to put out the fire, but suddenly

sounded the advice of Wang Yan, and his footsteps stopped.

At this time, he realized that something was wrong.

Obviously, there was only a small wooden door between him and the courtyard, and the scorching heat should quickly spread outside.

However, the strange thing is that he stood outside the courtyard and didn't feel the slightest burning sensation.

Only by relying on the spontaneous induction of spiritual power can one detect a trace of the terrifying heat that permeated the courtyard.

It's just a wall, but it's like two worlds.

The curiosity in the village chief's heart was even stronger, and for a moment there was an urge to use his mental power to see what Wang Ember was doing in the courtyard, but this idea only occurred for a moment and then disappeared.

He didn't want to live up to the trust of his benefactor, so he suppressed the curiosity in his heart and honestly stayed outside the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Wang Ember sat in front of the huge pot.

The huge pot in front of him was eerily suspended, and below it was a strange green flame, like the palm of a giant, floating the pot Ding.

A wave of heat emanated from the green flames, exposing the entire courtyard to extremely high temperatures.

The void was distorted by the heat that burned it.

However, the strange thing is that the dry grass, shredded paper and other sundries in the courtyard have no intention of burning.

"Let's get started."

muttered to himself, and in Wang Yan's pupils, a rich dark green light bloomed.

The void suddenly fluctuated like a wave, and the green flames under the pot swelled instantly, and the rolling green flame waves almost enveloped the entire pot ding.

The countless medicinal herbs piled up in the courtyard seemed to be absorbed by an invisible big hand and thrown into the pot by itself.

A strange aroma spread rapidly through the courtyard.