In the morning.

Longyang iron shop.

"Ah, I'm going to be transferred?"

Yang Fang showed surprise.

"Yes, from today onwards, you don't want to be a small boss in the iron shop, there is a pharmacy over there in Beifang, you go there to be a shopkeeper, and it will rise to three taels of silver every month."

Gang Elder Liu spoke.

Today, the position of steward of the iron shop has been completely decided.

In order to weigh the power among the elders, this time two stewards were specially appointed to take care of the iron shop.

The chief steward is Elder Cao's man.

The deputy steward was Elder Liu's man.

But in this way, the position of the small boss appears redundant, so the position of the small boss is officially canceled from today.

And in order to make up for Elder Liu, Elder Cao promised to give him a pharmacy shopkeeper.

After thinking about it again, Elder Liu decided to hand over the position of shopkeeper to Yang Fang.

You must know that Yang Fang came in through the relationship of the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce, and the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce had just died of his son and was angry, so in order to curry favor with the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce, Elder Liu transferred Yang Fang over.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone to take the position of the shopkeeper of this pharmacy to Yang Fang.

Yang was rejoiced.

In any case, I didn't expect that I would be promoted in a daze.

"Thank you, Elder!"

He arched his hands in thanks.

"Well, go ahead, go to office today."

Elder Liu waved his hand lightly.

"Yes, Elder!"

Yang Fang gave up his hand again, "By the way, can my subordinates go again tomorrow?" The work in the hands of his subordinates has not been done yet, and he wants to fight for one more day before he passes! ”

His iron-striking skills have reached the level of 480/500, and he is only 20 points away from moving up one level.

Once upgraded, the qualifications can be improved a little more.

At this time, how can you be willing to be transferred away suddenly?

"Oh?"

Elder Liu glanced at Yang Fang suspiciously, and said, "Then it's up to you." ”

He got up and left.

Yang was secretly happy, and immediately returned to the stove and began to continue beating.

The whole shop was full of clanging sounds, and I just felt full of energy.

Not surprisingly, in one day, under Yang Fang's extraordinary efforts, his iron-striking skills were successfully promoted.

Directly reach Dacheng (1/800).

Even the qualification reached a good level (26/30), which was improved by 3 points again.

He was unusually satisfied, and he let out a long sigh of relief, drenched in a hot sweat.

"I really envy Yang Tou, it's only been a few days since he was transferred, and he was actually transferred away again."

"Yes, the key is that Yang Tou is also so good at hitting iron."

"Yang Tou's iron-striking skills can also be firmly ranked in the top three in our iron shop."

Some of the blacksmiths around him sneered.

They have mixed hearts.

No one could have imagined that Yang Fang, who was squeezed out by Manager Lu a few days ago, would be promoted so soon!

Not only was it difficult to lose Manager Lu, but he was also transferred to the pharmacy to be the shopkeeper.

This is a piece of fat, which is equivalent to the feudal officials in the commentary.

"Brothers, if you have time in the future, you will meet again!"

Yang Fang smiled and said goodbye to everyone.

"Leader Yang is polite!"

"yes, that's very kind!"

A group of blacksmiths complimented them.

It is also a beautiful thing to be remembered by Yang Fang, and if you get sick in the future, go to the pharmacy to grab medicine, maybe it can be a little cheaper.

...

The pharmacy set up by the Black Tiger Gang in Beifang, named [Wanchun Shop], covers a vast area, in addition to purchasing medicinal materials from major retail investors on weekdays, it also has the role of opening a hall for consultation.

There are doctors and medicine apprentices, a total of about a dozen people, large and small.

The guy here is also very talkative, as soon as he heard that Yang Fang was transferred from the headquarters, he hurriedly and politely introduced him into the lobby, called all the doctors and apprentices in the shop, and let Yang Fang recognize them one by one.

After Yang Fang met with them one by one, he didn't delay them any longer, and directly let them go to work again.

Anyway, he became the shopkeeper, and he didn't have to go to see the patient, which was just a happy leisure, and he could spend more time practicing swordsmanship and internal strength every day, and then just wait for his return.

"By the way, the shopkeeper, it's been a bit chaotic here in Beifang recently, and the door will close on time at night."

A guy named Zhou An spoke.

"Chaos? Does the headquarters know that? ”

Yang Fang asked.

"I know, I don't know how recently, a group of strange faces suddenly appeared, and all of them are masters, anyway, our Black Tiger Gang is okay now, there has been no conflict with that group of guys, at most some medicinal materials have been stolen, but it is said that the Three Rivers Gang has already fought with them, and now those guys like to haunt Beifang, as if they are looking for something."

Zhou An said.

Just last night, their pharmacy was stolen, and several precious herbs for hemostasis were lost.

"Really?"

Yang Fang suddenly touched his chin, thinking of the man in black he saw last night.

Could it be that the other party is also one of the outsiders?

However, the other party was cut off by himself, and he was destined to be unable to use the sword in the future.

Next, Yang Fang began to officially settle in this pharmacy.

The area of the shop is huge, and he can cultivate as much as he wants here, and no one cares about him anyway.

Two more days have passed.

In the midst of his hard cultivation, his Shadowless Sword finally entered the realm of Dacheng.

Once again, the whole panel has changed.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/50 years

Repair: Three products (80/120)

Mental Method: Yang Yan Decisive Achievement (563/840)

Martial Arts: Thirteen Swords of the Wind Mastery (30/300), Shadowless Sword Dacheng (1/1200), Great Cloak Staff Faden Hall Entry (200/500)

Skill: Iron Strike (1/800)

Qualification: Promising (1/60)

...

Under the moonlit night.

Yang let go of a hot sweat, stopped cultivating, looked at the completely completed swordsmanship, and gently exhaled a breath of hot air.

Hard work pays off.

He has been in a commotion for the past two days, and he has rarely practiced even his internal strength, in order to improve his swordsmanship.

"I don't know if there is a realm after Dacheng?"

Yang Fang said darkly.

Moreover, he also has the Wind Thirteen Swords and the Great Cloak Staff Method to continue to improve, although these two martial arts are big road goods, but once they are improved, they should be able to increase a lot of qualifications again.

For a while, Yang Fang only felt that the future was bright and unusually ambitious.

Click!

Suddenly, his ears pricked up, and he keenly heard a faint voice coming from the pharmacy in the front hall.

"Huh?"

Someone?

Yang Fang's eyes were solemn, he lifted his long sword, and his body approached lightly.

In the dark shop, a black-clothed and masked figure was quickly rummaging, although the movement was slight, but it still made some movement, and it could be seen that the other party's right hand seemed to be extremely inconvenient.

The entire right palm was wrapped in a heavy bandage, so that it became extremely difficult to rummage through the herbs.

Suddenly, the man's face changed, he turned back abruptly, held the sword in his left hand, and quickly attacked directly towards the area behind him.

Yang was annoyed, drew his long sword, and quickly attacked and killed.

He didn't expect that his pace was low enough, but the other party still noticed it first.

The assassination of Steward Lu and the assassination of Wang Donglai were also like this before, and before they really got close, they were discovered.

Bang Bang!

Poof!

A series of sparks burst out, and the opponent's entire left wrist was slashed off by Yang Fang on the spot, and blood splattered.

"It's you!"

The other party was frightened and screamed.

Yang Fang's face was stunned, and he suddenly recognized the other party.

This swordsmanship?

It was the man in black he had met a few days ago!

Thinking of this, the long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and a sword pierced the opponent's eyebrows, stabbing the opponent to death on the spot.

No matter who the other party is, since the other party recognizes him, he must silence him.

Once the news of his encounter with himself that night gets out, the trouble must be huge.

Burst!

The man in black's eyes widened, his body shook, and he fell directly to the ground.

Yang Fang stepped forward, quickly rummaged through, and found a lot of medicinal materials on the other party, which should have just been loaded, in addition to a few taels of silver, an unknown animal skin.

Yang Fang packed all the things, and then carried the body of the man in black, quietly climbed out of the courtyard door, ran to a stinky ditch two or three miles away, and threw the other party's body in.

After doing all this, Yang Fang cautiously returned again.

And just as he had returned, suddenly, there was an unspeakable burning sensation in his left arm.

He was shocked, and immediately rolled up his sleeves to check.

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58 seconds.

57 seconds.

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