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After waiting for everyone to leave, Xiaohu's face did not calm down, he looked at the five golden tickets on the table in dismay, each of which could be exchanged for a thousand taels of gold, enough for their family to spend for several lifetimes, but there were so many golden tickets, Uncle Chu just exchanged it for a pill, which made Xiaohu surprised and delighted, and had a plan in his heart.

"Uncle Chu, this ...... I really sold it, I sold it for 5,000 taels of gold, that's gold, 5,000 taels, my family sells wine, and I can't make 5,000 taels from selling it in a few lifetimes!"

Xiaohu muttered, his eyes glowing as he looked at the pills on the medicine cabinet, his eyes full of envy.

Chu Ye smiled, slowly stood up, picked up the golden ticket on the table, and casually placed it in the cardboard box on the side. Money, for mortals, is the wealth they rely on to survive, but for Chu Ye, it is just data, just a tool for understanding.

Seeing Chu Ye casually throw those golden tickets aside, Xiaohu suddenly pursed his lips and muttered: "That's a few thousand taels of golden tickets, Uncle Chu, you actually put them there, what if someone steals them?"

"If you steal it, your Uncle Chu won't care, money, for him, for me, it's just something outside the body, Xiaohu, what your Uncle Chu wants is not money, and what he sells is not pills, what he sells is the state of mind, so he can be worth so much money!" Yang Hao raised his head and said with a smile.

Xiaohu glanced at Yang Hao, who had more gray hair, in confusion, pouted and sat on the chair on the side, holding his cheeks with both hands, and said, "Mood, I don't understand what Uncle Yang said." But to be worth so much gold must be a good thing......"

He rolled his eyes, ran to Chu Ye, and said, "Uncle Chu, I want to worship you as a teacher and learn from you to practice medicine." Refine these pills!"

"Okay, yes!" Chu Ye smiled.

"Then when will I be able to refine such an expensive pill, I will also sell a pill for ten taels of gold, no, five thousand taels!" Xiaohu looked at Chu Ye with a smile on his face.

Chu Ye touched his head, looked out the door, and said softly: "Follow me, sixty years later." You'll make a difference!"

"Sixty years, Uncle Chu, you don't look like you're sixty years old, besides, the largest pharmacy in the capital, that lonely man has only studied medicine for more than thirty years!" Xiaohu was startled and muttered.

"They are them, and my medicine is me. I'm different from them!" Chu Ye muttered, not knowing how to tell himself. Or to Xiaohu.

In short, after listening to this, Xiaohu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, sixty years will be sixty years, and when the time comes, I will sell a lot of gold with one pill." Buy a big house for my mom and dad so they can live well!"

Xiaohu said this, looking forward to a life of abundant food and clothing in the future, but he never thought about it, even at that time. He himself is already in his seventies, and his parents are afraid that they have long since passed away.

Xiaohu left, returned to the tavern and said to his father Wang Shu, but soon, there was a noise on the opposite side, and after a long time, the sound slowly dissipated, and Xiaohu's figure walked out of the tavern opposite, and he walked to the Chu Ye shop with crying, crying.

Xiaohu finally failed to learn Chu Ye's alchemy technique as he wished, his family has been brewing wine in this capital for generations, his father doesn't want the Wang family's brewing technology to have no successor, and the hundred medicinal wines can only be brewed by his Wang family, so he stopped Xiaohu even more.

Since then, Xiaohu has spent less time in the Chu Ye shop, and spends every day in winemaking, but every few days, he will still secretly run out with a hundred medicinal wines, come to the Chu Ye shop, and discuss the road of life with Yang Hao while watching Chu Ye alchemy.

In addition, it is the crown prince Li Long, since he took the pill from Chu Ye, half a month has passed, and on this day, he was dressed in casual clothes and followed a middle-aged man into the store.

Chu Ye sat on the chair and looked at the door motionlessly, Yang Hao was lying on the long chair beside him, holding a heavy book, and he didn't seem to see anyone coming.

Li Long sighed lightly, glanced at Chu Ye and Yang Hao, lowered his head and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Master, this is where I take the pill!"

The person who was called the master first glanced at Chu Ye and Yang Hao, and found that both of them were just mortals, without any cultivation, he couldn't help but be puzzled, he glanced at Li Long, and said softly: "These two people are mortals, not monks!"

"This ......" Li Long was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chu Ye with some incredulity, he really couldn't believe in his heart that the elixir that brought the current emperor back to life was actually obtained from a mortal.

He never doubted that his master was looking away, because in his eyes, the words of the middle-aged man were correct, and he would never refute or think.

The middle-aged man walked in front of Chu Ye, didn't even look at Chu Ye, looked directly at the medicine cabinet, and saw that the pills on it were from the first grade to the third grade, and each layer made his complexion change, especially when he saw the third layer, when he saw a purple pill on it, he suddenly took a few steps back, revealing a look of disbelief.

"This ...... These pills, did you refine them?" The middle-aged man retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and looked at Chu Ye suspiciously.

"Do you want to buy it, I won't sell it without gold!" Chu Ye didn't look at him, just looked out of the door, with a thoughtful expression.

Li Long's face changed slightly when he saw this, but when he saw that Shizun didn't speak, he didn't say anything, just stood quietly to the side.

The middle-aged man also frowned slightly, glanced at Chu Ye, and asked, "One pill, ten taels of gold?"

"Each one, five hundred taels of gold, if you don't have it, let's go!" Chu Ye waved his hand.

"You...... I said before that it was ten taels of gold!" Li Long was a little angry.

"That was before!" Chu Ye glared at him, then waved his hand and said, "Say it again, if you don't have gold, let's go, don't block the door, it will affect my business!"

When Li Long heard this, he was immediately furious and shouted: "Gold is gold, it is gold when you open your mouth and close your mouth, don't I have gold yet? If I want to buy these pills of yours, I can buy them for you!"

Chu Ye didn't say anything when he heard this, but Yang Hao suddenly put down the book, got up slowly, saw the two of them, and said with a smile: "Do you want to buy the pill?" or buy his artistic conception?"

Both of them frowned, and they couldn't guess what Yang Hao meant!

"If you buy the pill, you don't need to talk nonsense, a hundred gold, I am in charge, put down the gold and take the pill and leave, if you buy the artistic conception, you can continue to consume it!"

After speaking, Yang Hao didn't look at the two of them, took the book, sat on the bench, lowered his head and looked intently.

The middle-aged man frowned, stared at Yang Hao for a long time, and then looked at Chu Ye with a blank face, and his heart was also irritated, he was a monk in the late stage of the Jiedan, who would dare not respect him in this capital palace? But today he was so ignored by a mortal, which made him can't help but say in a deep voice: "A little mortal can order the Qi Huang technique to be so rude, it's just that, I will take away some of your pills today, and it should be regarded as a punishment for your rudeness!"

After speaking, he didn't look at Chu Ye and Yang Hao, he walked directly to the medicine cabinet, waved his big hand, and suddenly many pills were all put into the storage bag by him, and then snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

But at the moment when they were about to step out of the threshold, Chu Ye's unhurried voice slowly came out.

"If you don't have gold, leave the pill, if you want the pill, come back with enough gold!"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )