Smoke curled up.

The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of medicine is overflowing.

It is obviously a medicinal taste that is difficult for ordinary people to accept, but it is mixed with some special spices, which actually hooks people's gluttony, and there is a feeling of falling in love with drinking medicine.

The middle-aged Wang next door is vigorously nibbling on a piece of pig's trotters, as a butcher, he will never lack these oil and water.

Sitting opposite is the daughter Xiaojuan who is returning to her parents' house, with some bruises on her forehead, I heard that she was fighting with her father-in-law, Xiaojuan drank porridge quietly, she was a very quiet girl.

Suddenly, Feng'er sent in the scent of medicine.

The middle-aged old Wang sniffed, and somehow, he suddenly felt that the hooves in his hands were not fragrant.

"No more!"

The middle-aged old man threw his hooves, stood up, opened his shirt, exposed his oily belly, patted it vigorously, and made a wave.

"This matter, Lao Tzu must find his mother's Du family for an explanation!"

"My daughter can't be beaten for nothing!"

......

"Wow, it smells so good!"

As soon as Qiu Ba entered the house, he smelled this unique fragrance, and then saw Jiang Ping walking out of the kitchen with a cup of soup.

"Childe let go, I'll come, I'll come!"

Qiu Ba took three steps and made two steps, hurriedly rushed up, took the tray from Jiang Ping's hand, and said with a smile:

"This kind of rough work is just what the boy tells me, so you don't need to do it yourself. ”

Jiang Ping nodded at him and gave him the tray.

Speaking of which, Qiu Ba is also a wonder.

A few days ago, he and Qiu Daoyu told Qiu Ba about his identity.

Qiu Ba was almost overjoyed when he learned that his father was actually a legendary martial arts master, the kind that could fight hundreds of them.

That was shaking on the spot, and between the words, he kicked the Shuoyang Eighteen Martial Arts Hall and punched the arrogance of the three major gangs in the south of the city.

Even if he told him afterwards that his father was now a waste man and didn't have any strength, it couldn't extinguish the excitement on Qiu Ba's face.

This made Jiang Ping a little worried, whether there would be a cheating result, and he regretted telling him the truth.

But it's not good not to say it, after all, Qiu Ba is Qiu Daoyu's own son, and many things in the next can't avoid him, so it's better to tell in advance, which can be regarded as an extra time to observe.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Qiu Ba returned to his previous appearance, it seems that he never knew his father's true identity, he is still the timid and fearful gangster on Huale Street in the south of the city.

It's just that he is more respectful and respectful to Jiang Ping.

It's not just the relationship between Jiang Ping and giving him silver, but also because he knows that Jiang Ping is going to help his father treat his illness now.

Of course, there is a small change.

Qiu Bayi kicked open the door, holding the tray firmly with both hands, so as not to spill the medicinal soup in the teacup above, but his attitude was very presumptuous:

"Old ...... Ahem, Daddy, it's time to drink the medicine. ”

Well, it's his name for his own father that has finally changed from Lao Qiu to Dad.

After a while, Qiu Ba retreated, shouting backwards as he walked:

"Dad, the herbs and ingredients in you are so expensive, you have to eat them all, and you are not allowed to leave a drop, otherwise I will ......

I was right outside the gate and said my dad said I was a little bastard!"

“...... Ahem, ahem, get out!"

There was a roar from inside.

"Okay. ”

Qiu Ba continued to shout:

"Remember to drink it all!"

Then he walked to Jiang Ping, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, and wandered, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Jiang Ping naturally took it for granted that he didn't see it.

"That, Childe?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you want to ask me something?"

"What do I ask you?"

"For example, after I know that my father is a grandmaster, I will feel a hundred things, and after my father recovers, how can I make a hundred plans for power?

Anyway, just ask. ”

"You're asking if I can cure your father?"

Qiu Ba's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, looking like he had met a confidant in life.

"That's it!"

"To be honest, it's trickier than I thought it would be. ”

Jiang Ping said slowly.

"Huh?!"

Qiu Ba suddenly cried and said:

"Then what should I do? Childe, you can think of a way!"

"Childe, don't worry, my dad knows that he will never go back on what he promised. And my own son is also here, and he will never leave me. ”

There is one meaning in and out of the words, we won't run away, save my father!

"I'm not done yet, but ......"

"However, Senior Qiu himself has profound skills, and he has been fighting with internal diseases for so many years, and he can be regarded as experienced.

And I specially enlarged the medicinal properties, as for whether it is useful or not, after Senior Qiu comes out, you will know as soon as you ask. ”

Jiang Ping said, but a trace of flesh pain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

On the personal panel, one prompt after another has been swiped:

[You consume 1,0000 experience to fuse the Danfang [Nine Flames to Extinguish the Evil Fire] and the medicinal diet [Guben Peiyuan Soup].] 】

[Detected that you have become a senior chef, the success rate of this fusion is 5......]

【...... The fusion is successful, and you get the precious medicinal diet [Jiuyang Peiyuan Soup]. 】

[You are making a rare medicinal diet [Jiuyang Peiyuan Soup], your chef level is insufficient, and the success rate is extremely low. 】

[You consume 1,0000 experience to forcibly skip the level to make [Jiuyang Peiyuan Soup].] 】

[The production is successful, and you get a copy of [Jiuyang Peiyuan Soup].] 】

The above is all the price that Jiang Ping paid for this medicinal diet.

Among them, because the success rate of fusion was too low, Jiang Ping used it seven times before he was lucky to break out and the fusion was successful.

That is to say, just for a medicinal diet recipe, he spent 70,000 experience, plus 10,000 experience in skipping production, and the experience he saved in the past half a month was basically spent.

As for the expenses for buying medicinal materials, Jiang Ping still had the savings of Qingyun Mountain in his hands, which was barely enough.

As his recipes spread, the amount of experience he gained each day was steadily increasing, but it was still too slow compared to his huge experience gap.

Among them, the Danfang [Nine Flames Extinguishing Evil Fire] was bought by an old Dan master for two hundred taels of silver.

The reason why Jiang Ping dared to find Qiu Daoyu was because he knew how to save him.

This Dan recipe was originally specially developed by a certain righteous path great Dan master in order to restrain some demon sect yin and evil martial arts, in fact, it was widely spread, but with the unexpected death of that great Dan master, basically no one refined it after that, and it was forgotten over time.

Only some old Dan masters who are obsessed with ancient Dan recipes will collect them.

At the beginning, the prince invited the chief imperial doctor of the palace to reluctantly refine a copy.

Jiang Ping relied on experience points to cheat.

As for this improved version of the medicinal diet, whether it is comparable to the original version of the pill depends on Qiu Daoyu's next curative effect.

Don't look at Jiang Ping drinking tea so calmly, in fact, he is more panicked than anyone else.

At this moment, he is actually quite similar to a gambler who puts all his bets on the table.

If he loses, it means that all his efforts in the past half a month have been in vain, and he will be one point closer to the danger in the dark.

Don't look at the calm for half a month, but he has a hunch that it won't be long before the people from the Night Rain Building will come to the door.

When the time comes, he will know what means Yeyulou used to lock him down as a traitor.

Obviously, there were no witnesses, his identity token was also lost there, and there was a stand-in for fake death, all of which were found at once, and Jiang Ping didn't understand it now.

So Qiu Daoyu can wait a few more years, but he can't wait.

"It's so hot!"

Qiu Ba wiped a handful of sweat and looked up at the sky, it was blue, the wind was clear, and it should not be hot.

Soon, he found the clue.

All the heat came from the room where Qiu Daoyu was staying, making the whole courtyard look like a stove.

Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, calmly put down the teacup, glanced at Qiu Ba, who didn't know how to be good, and said lightly:

"Don't panic. ”