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    The name "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" is quaint, and was hidden in the corner grid by the ancestors. These days, Cao Fugui was free, so he found this thing when he rummaged through the boxes and boxes.

    Just one box, nothing more.  It is said that the name of this medicine was changed from a magic medicine in a famous martial arts book, and it is specially used to treat bruises and bone injuries. Even if the bones of the limbs have been knocked into mahjong tiles, they can be put together piece by piece, and they are still alive and kicking.

    It's so amazing, it doesn't make sense!

    There are prescriptions for such a precious medicine, but after hearing a few main medicinal ingredients, Cao Fugui immediately took a break and planned to find some ingredients to match with it and sell it for a lot of money.

    Although tiger bones, hundred-year-old ganoderma, musk, and windproof are rare, I have heard of them after all. This special woman's abyssal dragon's blood and Miaojiang love thread Who knows what it is?  !

    If the old bartender could smell it, he would ask: You have always had a good relationship with my ancestors?

    The ancestors said that these "rare" prescriptions are all consumables, and the source of raw materials is cut off, so it is impossible to reproduce them.

    After these years, even if it is placed in the "fresh preservation" compartment, I don't know how much of the "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" is still effective. Even if there are only five or six cents left, how can such a miraculous thing be shipped?

    He is a gangster from a farming family, and there is no one to support him. It is one thing whether others believe it or not. If he really believes it, he may be "crime of carrying a jade". His small arms and legs can twist other people's thick thighs  ?

    Instead of taking a big risk to make some money, it's better to buy a new oil bottle for your family.

    This is also because he is so proud of inheriting the alchemy, he doesn't pay much attention to this little magic medicine, if he really only has this box of precious medicine at hand, then he has to be brave enough to make it, wealth and wealth are in danger!  Nowadays, you can slowly get rich without taking risks. Naturally, safety comes first.

    Cao Fugui didn't talk about remuneration with the old drinker anymore, he just said: "Okay, you will take care of the medicine for me to go up the mountain in the future. Not much else to say, there will always be something for you to eat."

    He didn't bring a cloth bag or anything to cover up when he came out just now, and he took out a small pastry and a small medicine box in his pocket, which is reasonable, and any more would be scary.

    Fortunately, the old bartender ate the "special" pastry with qi and blood, and he was in good spirits at this time, so he should be able to support his family.

    Cao Fugui helped the old man up and left.

    There is still fodder in the big flower trough, but there is only dry fodder, and there is no such thing as beans, and the expression is a little tired, watching the old bartender staggering out of the door, a few cows flicking their tails, mooing a few times  , Desolate and long.

    Arriving at Lao Cao's house, grandma saw the old winemaker's weakness, so she hurriedly asked Yingzi to cook a bowl of sweet potato gruel, poured it hot, and the old man suddenly became full of energy.

    "Hu Azhong, what's the matter?" Grandma pulled Fugui aside and asked in a low voice.

    Fugui shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing serious, just hungry. I'll ask him to come and change Xiao Qiao's medicine, and I'll send him some food later, as an emergency."

    Suddenly, Grandma read a few sins in a low voice, and nodded in response.

    The second aunt's face was not very good, and she muttered that the rich peasants would come to the door all day, so that it would be bad for others to see, in case

    The old lady stared, she immediately silenced, obediently prepared some inconspicuous food.  Picking and picking in front of the stove to see which ones are good things, and I am reluctant to give them to others. My heart hurts like digging meat, so I can only hold my breath and curse a few rich peasants in my stomach, and barely pick out  Pack some full and inexpensive food.

    As soon as the old bartender regained his energy, he asked Fu Gui to help Xiao Qiao change her medicine.

    Firstly, I don¡¯t want people to dislike eating and not working for nothing, and secondly, I¡¯m eager to see what kind of magical effect this weird medicine has.

    It's a pity that Cao Fugui turned his back on him when he finished changing the medicine, and insisted that the secret recipe passed down from his ancestors would not be shown to outsiders, unless you, Hu Azhong, changed your name to Cao Azhong, and you drove him out of the patient's room without letting him see the effect of the medicine.  The old man was very angry.

    You said that it is reasonable for you not to reveal your secret recipe to others. Why wait a little longer to see the effect of the medicine, and you are not allowed to ask questions. It is really a river and a bridge!

    A box full of bean dregs cakes, plus two catties of dried radish stuffed into the old man's arms, immediately made the old bartender panicky and pleasantly surprised, shouting too many, too many!  Twitching and refusing twice, the old man blushed and hugged her tightly in his arms.

    Fugui is a kind-hearted child, if you like to tear down bridges, just tear them down, he is a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation!  As long as he doesn't break his old bones, he can talk about anything.

    ?As soon as the old man left, Cao Fugui pulled Xiao Qiao over and asked him carefully, inspecting his legs and feet. The room was not very bright, so it would be better to see clearly under the sun.

    The old bartender is an expert and cannotHe couldn't say a word of the nonsense that was on his lips, and he smiled dryly, unable to speak.

    Grandma sighed, and asked in a voice like a gnat: "Fugui, I just want you to say something. No matter where these things come from, whether they are harmful or not, will they make you risk breaking the law?"

    Looking at Grandma's old but worried eyes, Fugui swears to the sky, and responds in a low voice: "Grandma, if I lie to you, the sky will strike you with lightning"

    "Bah, bah, bah! Childish words, go with the wind!"

    Grandma covered his mouth and spat repeatedly.

    Fugui held Grandma's hand lightly, and said softly, "Grandma, I have the knowledge and 'adventures'. These things are the result of hard work, and they are made of eight petals of sweat.  It's forbidden. It's just Grandma, you're right, the stuff is so good that it's going to cause trouble, I know it, and it won't be so 'good' in the future."

    Grandma looked at him, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes gradually loosened, she sighed long and long, and said only one sentence: "Fugui, you are Grandma's heart. No matter what you do, always think of Grandma in the house first,  Never risk yourself."

    "Don't worry." Fugui was so serious, and nodded in agreement.

    It seems that the recipes of the ancestors can't be copied, and they need to be slightly adjusted to make the food unobtrusive, the lower the profile, the better.  These days, people's houses are broken, and you have refined rice, white flour and fine cakes in your house. Isn't this waiting for people to be jealous and make trouble!

    Thinking of Duandun, seeing the old wine man's miserable situation with his own eyes, Fu Gui felt a little bit unbearable, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Grandma, many people in the team are having a hard time this year, like the old wine man, they are almost starved to death.  Me, I mean, if I have the energythey are all from the village, and I really feel uncomfortable when I look at them."

    Grandma hugged her beloved eldest grandson, and whispered in his ear: "Emergency is not rescue for the poor, and food can't be sprinkled casually." The old saying is always reasonable, naughty'  No matter how rough the "doorway" is, it can cover the food of the people in the team? The team helped, and the team was close to neighbors, relatives and friends came to the door, can you help? If you help others, can the "doorway" not be exposed? The more you have  Good things, the more you have to be careful."

    Fugui nodded when he heard that, and Grandma also thought of him too kindly and too stupidly, how could he care about the world and help everyone.

    "If you want to help, you must come quietly. It is best to use the name of the public or someone else. Wealth, the name is too heavy, and I can't afford it. Don't mention your "doorway" and "adventure" to others  A word. Remember it?"

    ? Cao Fugui nodded his head like garlic, or could it be said that having an old man in a family is like having a treasure?  What's more, his grandma is a well-informed, treacherous and cunning treasure.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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