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Chapter 118 The Viagra Brother in This Life

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    Because his eyes were a strange green color, Song Yu bought a bamboo hat and put it on his head, and kept his head down as much as possible to avoid attracting other people's attention.

    When you walk into an elixir shop, you will be greeted by the fragrance of medicine. The shopkeeper is a middle-aged woman in her forties, with a well-maintained body and face.

    It means that there is still a bit of charm.

    In the shop, there were two clerks, one old and one young, who were busy pouring out the herbs for fear that they would get moldy due to the moisture.

    When Song Yu came in, everyone was busy with their own business, but the woman glanced at him, but she was still thinking about it, and seemed to have no intention of coming over.

    Looking east and west, Song Yu walked to the counter unhurriedly and asked casually: "Is there any ancient elixir recipe?"

    He didn¡¯t dare to directly ask for the formula of the Fortune Pill because he was afraid of arousing the other party¡¯s suspicion. Instead, he cleverly came up with a generalization.

    The middle-aged woman looked Song Yu up and down, and smiled charmingly: "Fellow Taoist, do you know what this prescription means to a shop specializing in refining medicine?"

    "It's my lifeblood!" Song Yu said casually but didn't take it seriously.

    The middle-aged woman stopped her calculations and leaned forward. A fragrance immediately hit her nostrils, but she heard her say: "You are taking someone's lifeblood. Do you think I can give it to you?"

    Song Yu couldn't help being happy when he heard this: "I should have that thing, but you don't. Besides, what I want is an ancient elixir, which is not the exclusive secret medicine in your store."

    "Hey, you really have a lifeline!" The middle-aged woman cast her charming eyes and glanced at Song Yu's body: "Why don't you trade it for me?"

    "Ahem!" A deliberate coughing sound suddenly sounded.

    Song Yu turned around, only to see the old man walking over with a heavy load on his back, giving the middle-aged woman a fierce look, and then when he looked at Song Yu again, he smiled slightly.

    "Don't mind, sir, there are no rules among women. If you want ancient elixirs, the store does have a few, but the price"

    "The price is easy to negotiate, as long as it doesn't cost me my life!" Song Yu said jokingly.

    The middle-aged woman couldn¡¯t help but giggle when she heard this. Just as she was about to say a few words, she was scolded by the old man: ¡°If you don¡¯t go and check the warehouse, don¡¯t act like a careless person all day long. You only do nothing but shit and pee.¡±

    The middle-aged woman said "Huh!", twisted her waist and walked to the back room obediently. Song Yu touched his nose and found it very interesting, but business was more important, so he asked: "Can I go first?"  Take a look at the recipe?"

    The old man nodded when he heard this, then walked behind the counter, rummaged around for a while, and then took out a dusty wooden box.

    It looked like it was quite old at first glance, and after the old man opened the lid, there were really three or four jade slips placed randomly inside.

    Song Yu took out one and calmly sank into his mind. After a while, he replaced it with another.

    The old man said nothing during the whole process, and the young man was still sorting the herbs.

    There were not many people on the street at noon. Even an old dog on the street was listlessly hiding in the shade, half asleep and squinting his eyes.

    It wasn¡¯t until the last jade slip was read by Song Yu that he smiled slightly and said, ¡°I want it, the shopkeeper, please give me the price.¡±

    When the old man heard this, he immediately became energetic. Then he pointed at the jade slips in the wooden box and said, "These are all family heirlooms of the young man. If he didn't feel that he was destined to be a Taoist friend, he would never have taken them out today."  .¡±

    Song Yu looked at the dust on the lid of the box, then looked at the extremely simple and broken wooden box, and nodded pretending to believe it, "So please make a price."

    "Three hundred spirit stones!"

    The shopkeeper stretched out three fingers, his eyes were bright and his beard was trembling and he said loudly.

    This is really taking Song Yu as a little lamb to be slaughtered!

    The knife is really cruel!

    The waiter on the side was peeking here, and the middle-aged woman who had been rushed to the backroom was standing in the corner of the porch at some point, also peeking.

    Seeing that Song Yu didn't speak for a long time, the shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, if fellow Taoist monks don't have enough money, we can still discuss the price."

    ¡°For one hundred spiritual stones, I will buy you a few more medicinal materials, and then we will settle the accounts together!¡±

    Song Yu didn¡¯t want to waste any more words, so he simply spoke out to save the time of chopping and chopping.

    "One hundred spiritual stones?" The old man tugged at his goatee, and then remained silent for a while, pretending to think.

    Song Yu, of course, could see that this old boy was pretending on purpose, but he didn¡¯t go there either.??Wear him.

    "Oh, well, who made us destined to be together!" As he said that, the old man gave Song Yu the family heirloom that he valued so much.

    And when Song Yu took out a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, the waiter at the side let out a long breath, as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

    The middle-aged woman on the other side was holding two cups of tea in a charming manner and walked out with a smile.

    "Your Majesty, please!"

    As he spoke, he deliberately leaned closer to Song Da Toad.

    Song Yu did not hide at all, and after collecting the wooden box, he seemed to be in a good mood and said: "This tea can be drunk, but I will not sacrifice my life."

    "Hey! Look at what you said, even if you really sell it, you wouldn't dare to take me!"

    He was flirting on one side, and the old man on the other side, his beard trembling with anger, took a few more herbs that Song Yu asked for, and handed them forward: "Your Majesty, it's all here!"

    With that said, he glared at the middle-aged woman again, but the latter took out another jade bottle as if she didn't know anything about it and said, "This is our store's exclusive secret medicine. Why don't you, sir, come and get a bottle?"

    Speaking of Song Da toad blink again, it means that it seems that this is a good thing. The old lady will not flicker you, you must buy it.

    Song Yu curiously took the jade bottle and saw a few lines of words on the jade bottle.

    ¡°The golden gun stands standing still to show its majesty, the dragon¡¯s spirit and tiger¡¯s fierceness show its elegance.¡±

    "Wori!" Song Yu almost spit out a mouthful of water and couldn't help but coughed a few times.

    Then he waved his hands and said: "I'm still young, little brother can still stand up."

    "Real or fake?" The middle-aged woman obviously didn't believe it, then she shook the jade bottle in her hand and said, "Who hasn't been dejected yet? Buy one to be prepared."

    Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to her. This was a matter of dignity.

    I just can¡¯t have it!

    So after taking the medicinal materials from the old shopkeeper, Song Yu casually paid the spirit stone and went out unable to hold on any longer.

    Before leaving, I didn¡¯t forget to look at the store¡¯s sign to make sure I wasn¡¯t entering a health care products company, so I left with peace of mind.

    After that, the old shopkeeper¡¯s extremely angry roar came from inside the store: ¡°If I tell you to be a prodigal, if I tell you to be shameless, I¡¯ll beat you to death!¡±

    "Ouch! Beat me to death, you old fool, ouch"

    But just when the girls were getting ready to roll around, a familiar figure appeared at the door again, which made the two of them stunned.

    I saw him saying in a mysterious and unusually low voice: "Well, let's have a bottle"

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