In the aristocratic management department in the center of Hongyuan City, a group of people looked at Jiang Xingchen in amazement, with surprised expressions on their faces. It's not that there are no civilians who activate Yuanquan, but the vast majority of them are in the Imperial Academy, and they haven't seen a single one come here for identification for many years.

If that's all it takes, it's not enough to surprise everyone. What really surprised them was that this civilian who activated Yuanquan really had no combat effectiveness, and the results of the evaluation of the three people, the battle value of Gangneung was at most five, which could not catch up with an ordinary prime of life.

"Nima! God is too unfair! How many children of aristocratic families are desperately cultivating and occupying all their resources, but Zuihou is unable to activate Yuanquan, and he is injured. But this civilian doesn't have to ...... cultivation."

They were all a little speechless, their mentality at this time was exactly the same as that of the second brother yesterday, looking at Jiang Xingchen in addition to surprise, there was envy and jealousy, this is simply a genius!

The second brother and the fourth brother were also surprised, although Jiang Xingchen had already told them that his cultivation was useless, they always thought that Jiang Xingchen was not telling the truth. Especially the second brother, who has worked with Jiang Xingchen, can't believe that such a flexible body movement really can't be exercised, and can only rely on his own muscles.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen also had a black face, the corners of his mouth twitched twice from time to time, and his mind was full of the results of the assessment: "The combat value does not exceed five ...... It's not that I'm a ...... Scum!"

After a long time, the second brother and the fourth elder finally accepted this fact, Jiang Xingchen could not hide it, ordinary nobles below the title are divided into three levels: 'shi', 'jun' and 'qing', which correspond to the three stages of the strong body realm, the first to third layers are the lowest level of 'shi'! the fourth to sixth layers are the 'jun' level nobles, and the seventh to ninth layers are the 'qing'. It is only when you get to the 'Qing' that you can get one step closer and get a knighthood. If Jiang Xingchen has cultivation, he will never be able to hide it.

After reacting, the second brother immediately found the assessor and explained that Jiang Xingchen had taken fake medicine and his cultivation was completely wasted, and it was just an accident to activate Yuanquan.

He had to explain it quickly, otherwise Jiang Xingchen would definitely be regarded as a genius and attract the attention of all the nobles. Let's not talk about whether anyone is looking for trouble, let's just say that if the Imperial Academy knows about it, it will also send big shots to focus on cultivating him, but once it is found that he can't cultivate, he will have a reputation for deception, and don't want to mix in the circle of nobles in the future!

Hearing the second brother's explanation, the talents in the aristocratic management department returned to normal: "I'll just say, how can someone activate the Yuanquan without going through cultivation, it turned out to be taking fake medicine! It is estimated that the medicine is too strong, so it caused the activation of the Yuanquan at the same time, destroying the cultivation, and if he didn't burn out his brain, he would be killed!"

Almost instantly, the eyes they looked at Jiang Xingchen had changed from envy and jealousy to pity and ridicule. A commoner without any background, even if he obtains the status of nobility, even if he has a good relationship with the Bauhinia mercenary group, he will not have much development in the future.

After coming out of the aristocratic management department, the second brother was unusual, his expression was a little serious, he patted Jiang Xingchen's shoulder lightly, and sighed: "Brother, don't care too much, no matter how you say that you are also a nobleman, even if you ......"

The fourth child gently pulled the second brother, his voice stopped abruptly, and then grinned and smirked.

"What kind of expression is this...... Jiang Xingchen straightened his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "Comfort...... Can I use it, as if I am pitiful, can't I cultivate, and I can improve my status if I contribute to the empire...... By the way, Sensitive Array! Now that I'm a craftsman, I'm sure I'll be able to make something that will contribute to the Empire!"

In an instant, Jiang Xingchen finally had a clear understanding of the purpose of the sensing array.

"But, what do you have to come up with...... The push-pull bellows are good! But now the sensing array only develops to the neck, and it is okay to get a toothbrush, but it is really difficult to get a push-pull bellows...... Besides, I don't know if this thing is considered a contribution to the empire...... Nerve-wracking!"

Jiang Xingchen lowered his head and walked forward while thinking.

The second brother and the fourth brother thought that he couldn't practice martial arts, he was depressed, and he couldn't enlighten him, so they followed him and didn't speak.

Turning a street, I just entered a street and was greeted by a group of people.

Jiang Xingchen lowered his head and didn't see it, but the second brother and the fourth brother behind him found it and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Hmm!" Jiang Xingchen woke up and glanced at the second brother and them with some confusion.

The second brother didn't speak, grabbed Jiang Xingchen tightly, and made the debut for the group of people.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The neat voice came into his ears as the group of people walked forward, and Jiang Xingchen only then realized that this group of people were actually wearing armor and had a single knife hanging from their waists, and the neat sound was the sound of the armor iron piece colliding.

When this group of people passed by Jiang Xingchen, he clearly felt a murderous aura, and there was a faint smell of blood in his nose. Looking at the expressions of these people, they are all as stiff and cold as an iron plate, and their eyes are also very sharp.

After these people walked by, the second brother said beside him: "The people of the Seventh Corps, the empire is now having some friction with the Dongxuan Kingdom, and there are constant skirmishes, they must have just retreated from the front...... These soldiers have just come off the battlefield, and their spirits have not yet relaxed, don't provoke them!"

Jiang Xingchen nodded, looked at the backs of those people, and saw that many passers-by avoided them, and the carriage avoided them. It was the first time he had seen this shijie soldier, and he was very impressed by the fierce and bloody look.

"Is the place of battle close to us, and they actually retreated here to recuperate?" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"Far away, in the territory of the Blue Seal Duke, it is at least thousands of miles away from Hongyuan City! However, our Hongyuan City is relatively prosperous and has a lot of resources, especially backed by ethereal mountains, and the medicine resources are even more abundant, so as long as there is a war with the Dongxuan Kingdom, some wounded soldiers will be sent to Hongyuan City to recuperate!"

"Oh!" Jiang Xingchen nodded abruptly and walked towards the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. After this disturbance, he put down the matter of how to use his craft just now, and he couldn't think of it for a while anyway.

However, on the way back, the originally silent expressions of the second brother and the fourth brother slowly changed, and the corners of their mouths became bigger and bigger, although Jiang Xingchen forcibly controlled his emotions, his eyes still involuntarily narrowed slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that the scene of seeing Fu Rong Zhai yesterday was hot enough, how to know the impact of the secret recipe, today it was fully revealed, on the street, the topic of conversation among pedestrians, almost thirty percent of the new dishes of Fu Rong Zhai and Cuiyuan Lou, the news they heard, the reservation was half a month later.

Carefully calculating how many citrine coins he could get in his heart, Jiang Xingchen's mind was immersed in it, and he had unconsciously returned to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. When he walked to the door, he saw the tall young man come out, and he left in a hurry without greeting them.

"Zhao Danqing is gone, it seems that the boss has returned! Snow pheasant......" The second brother showed a salivating look and ran into the courtyard first.

However, when the three of them came to the courtyard, they found that the atmosphere was a little heavy, and a group of people gathered around and blocked the door.

"Hmm, what's going on?" The second brother and the fourth brother were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran over, and Jiang Xingchen followed closely behind.

"What's going on? Why are you gathered here? Boss......" The second brother asked a series of questions, and the crowd had already been separated.

The door was open, and you could see inside at a glance. However, after seeing the situation in the house, the second brother and the fourth brother exclaimed almost at the same time: "Boss, you are injured!"

In the room, Mo Hongxian sat on a stool, and the sleeve of her left arm was torn off one by one, revealing her entire blood-stained arm. At the lower position of the shoulder, a large wound opened, and the flesh was flipped upside down, reaching the elbow, which seemed to be more than ten centimeters long, which was extremely terrifying.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a long robe was hurriedly sprinkling medicine on the wound.

Next to them, Wanrou had teary eyes, and her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, looking anxious.

"Whatever you are yelling about, shut up for me, it's just a big fart and a small injury!" Mo Hongxian had a tough expression and scolded her, if it weren't for her pale face and cold sweat oozing from her forehead, everyone would have thought that she wouldn't feel pain at all.

But this time, the second brother was not as afraid as before, but walked directly into the room, and asked loudly with a calm face: "You also said that there is a small injury, such a big wound, what's the matter?"

"There is a snow pheasant that is mutated and is not dead, just now Hongxian didn't pay attention and was pecked on the arm...... Woo~" Wanrou was halfway through explaining, and she choked up and couldn't continue.

"Let's all be quiet!" The fourth brother also walked in, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't affect the doctor to treat the boss!"

All the voices stopped abruptly, and the second brother closed his mouth tightly, and his lips pursed into a straight line. Wanrou also choked up, trying not to make a sound.

However, although there was no sound, the doctor's treatment did not improve at all, and the wound was too large to be medicated, let alone bandaged.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive, and the doctor's face was sweaty, and his hands and feet were even more hectic.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Seeing that the doctor couldn't handle it, the second brother couldn't suppress his anger anymore, so he grabbed him by the neck and picked him up.

At this time, a voice suddenly interrupted the second brother: "Such a wound must be stitched!"

"Huh!" everyone's eyes turned to the place where the voice came from, where Jiang Xingchen was lowering his head, his face a little pale.

"What do you mean?" everyone was puzzled, and the doctor was even more stunned.

"Brother Gangneung, what you just said...... Is it effective to stitch the wound?" the second brother immediately came over, stared at Jiang Xingchen and asked.

"Of course it works, stitching up the wound is conducive to the healing of the wound!" Jiang Xingchen nodded, not looking at Mo Hongxian.

"Stitches, should you sew clothes?" The doctor was very disdainful, but he didn't accuse him face-to-face, Mo Hongxian's wound was too big, and he couldn't do anything about it, and now someone came to take over, of course, it was the best.

"Brother Jiangling, what are you waiting for, hurry up and treat the boss's injuries!" The second brother raised his hand and dragged Jiang Xingchen to Mo Hongxian.