I originally thought that Zhao Tianlei's disappearance would cause uproar in the Nanfeng Handyman's Office, but seven or eight days passed without any movement.

Zhao Dan came to Yang Ming once, but found no clues. In addition to Yang Ming's cowardly performance before, Zhao Dan didn't think he had the courage or ability to make Zhao Tianlei disappear, so he gave up his suspicion on him.

However, the news of a thief breaking into the sword hall spread widely.

"The Qinghe Sect's status in the world of cultivation is second only to that of the Taiyin Sect. Anyone who can escape unharmed after being touched must be a master. It would be great if I encounter a master like this and teach me two moves!"

Yang Ming sighed, there were such adventure novels everywhere, but when it was his turn, there was no such thing. It can be seen that the novels were all lies.

Since entering the Tao Seed realm, Yang Ming finally understood why the Tao Seed realm was the gateway to the world of cultivation. Before there was no Tao Seed, spiritual power could only be transformed by relying on one's own luck in the Dantian. Some of it would even dissipate after falling asleep.

After having the Tao seed, the Tao seed in the Dantian is absorbing spiritual power all the time. As long as you are alive, you are practicing.

However, it is useless to know how to refine spiritual power. There is no way to attack or defend. Yang Ming knows that he is just an ordinary person with strong strength. If the outer disciples are selected to compete in a competition, he has no hope of winning.

According to the rules of the Handyman's Office, after entering the Taoist realm, you can ask the guard for a secret book that teaches techniques, but Yang Ming went there three times, but Zhao Dan didn't give it to him, and even arranged some more work for him.

Throwing an eighth-grade cultivation pill into the strengthening furnace, the blue light flashed and he got a seventh-grade cultivation pill. Yang Ming nodded, very satisfied.

During this period of continuous strengthening, due to proficiency, the probability of strengthening the ninth-grade cultivation pill into the eighth-grade is now 100%. The probability of strengthening the eighth-grade cultivation pill into the seventh-grade is as high as 100% when the strengthening furnace is happy.

85. Initially, Yang Ming doubted the authenticity of the probability of strengthening the furnace, but after these days of strengthening statistics, it is generally consistent.

"I can only ask Lao Yang to see if I can get some skills." Yang Ming put ten bottles of seventh-grade cultivation elixirs into the spittoon and headed to the East Peak with them.

As the outer disciple selection exam approaches, the sales of various elixirs have skyrocketed. The sixth and seventh grade elixirs have long been sold out. Lao Yang was surrounded by a bunch of disciples from various miscellaneous offices. He was wearing a scarf when he saw him.

Yang Ming quickly ran over with small steps.

"Xiao Yang, if you don't come, they will tear down my sign! Where is the elixir?"

Yang Ming thought to himself that Lao Yang was just joking. He could open a shop under Dantang without a backer. It was okay to make a fuss. But if he really wanted to take down the sign, he would probably do it in the morning and it would be cold before noon.

Yang Ming held up the spittoon and poured out a pile of bottled seventh-level cultivation pills, attracting the attention of the customers.

"Boss, are you a black shop? Do you have a spittoon to fill with medicine? Isn't it disgusting?!"

"yes!"

Lao Yang quickly explained: "Everyone, you have misunderstood. This young man is not an ordinary person. Haven't you heard of Master Tuo Men?"

Everyone shook their heads!

"It seems that you still don't know much about alchemists. This alchemist Tuo Yu is a genius in the world of alchemists. The elixirs he refines have pure ingredients, good medicinal properties, and no side effects!"

"Then you can't use the spittoon to fill the medicine!"

Lao Yang looked regretful, "Hey, young man, you are wrong, very wrong, this is not a spittoon, this is called an alchemy bowl, and it is the alchemist's famous magic weapon!"

After saying this, Lao Yang looked ashamed and clasped his fists at Yang Ming: "I'm sorry, sir, these young people are not from the alchemy world, so they haven't heard of your name yet. Please don't be offended and don't take the elixir away!"

Yang Ming's face turned red, and before he could react, Old Yang had already grabbed his hand to get the elixir.

Yang Ming finally understood, and while putting the elixir back into the spittoon, he pretended to say: "You can look down on Yang, but you can't look down on Yang's elixir. This is all Yang's hard work. Since you dislike it, then Yang

I won’t sell it anymore!”

Lao Yang quickly took Yang Ming's hand and said, "No sir, I made you angry today. I'm willing to pay double the price to buy it. I just hope that you don't take what happened today to your heart."

Yang Ming wanted to agree, but when he saw Lao Yang blinking and signaling, he immediately understood.

"Double? Are you someone who is short of money? The purpose of refining elixirs is just to make these elixirs available to people who need them. If it was for money, would I come to refining elixirs?" After speaking, Yang Ming handed over a handful of silver.

I took out the tickets, and they were all worth ten thousand taels each.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Five times. If you don't have five times, then you are not sincere and look down on the elixir!"

"This won't work. Although pills are in short supply now and double every day, I can't sell high-priced pills because it will ruin my reputation!"

The two of them suddenly fell into a tacit understanding of silence and reached a stalemate.

In the end, the disciple who was buying the medicine could no longer bear it.

"I'll buy two bottles!"

"I'll buy three bottles!"

"I want two bottles!"

"I want the rest!"

Everyone happily took the elixir and left. There were only two people left in the store. Old Yang gave a thumbs up and said, "Hey, Xiao Yang, you can't tell, I have a trick! But next time, don't use this spittoon to fill the elixir."

Yes, if you lie too much, you will eventually be betrayed!"

Yang Ming smiled and said: "I was so confused by you that I almost didn't react! By the way, how are you sure they will buy it?!"

"You're not short of money, but I only plan to sell it twice, but you are so cruel, I'll just sell it five times! The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

"Ah? Didn't you blink and say twice as much?"

"I just got sand in my eye, help me blow it out!"

"..."

Lao Yang was only willing to charge 20% of the introduction fee. After all, Yang Ming sold this thing himself, but Yang Ming insisted on the price agreed before and refused to ask for more. In the end, Lao Yang looked at Yang Ming appreciatively.

Ming, take the money.

"Lao Yang, there is something else I want to ask you."

"It's only polite to ask for advice. Your boy likes me very much. Although we are quite different in age, if you don't mind, you can call me brother. I will try my best to help you in any way I can or cannot."

Lao Yang's words also touched Yang Ming, "Okay brother, then I won't be polite from now on! When you close, I'll treat you to a drink!"

"You can't wait to drink. Let's go. Today is off. Let's go have a drink with my brother."

There are only two restaurants on the mountainside, one is called "Very Expensive" and the other is called "More Expensive".

Lao Yang went to the hut, and Yang Ming thought of inviting someone to dinner for the first time, so he chose the "more expensive" restaurant, walked in, and made a reservation first.

When the waiter saw a customer coming, he immediately greeted him. When he saw the attire of Yang Ming's handyman disciple, his expression changed immediately, "We don't have a toilet here."

Yang Ming understood that he was being treated as someone borrowing the toilet, and felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that he was in a good mood today, he didn't say anything more, "I'm here to eat."

The waiter smiled with a mocking expression, pointed at the signboard, and then pointed at the restaurant opposite.

Yang Ming suddenly became angry: "I'm here to eat and drink, not to watch you perform a pantomime!" He took out a handful of 10,000 taels of silver notes and smashed them directly on the counter, "If it's not enough, you can do more

Can you kick me out?!"

Seeing that Lao Yang was about to come in, Yang Ming put away his displeasure and motioned to the waiter to lead the way.

After arranging the best private room, the waiter asked tremblingly: "What...what do you two want to eat?"

Yang Ming didn't know what he was ordering, but he thought that it would be a great deal to meet his eldest brother today: "Come for a share, if you don't like it, take it away. I'll pay for it!"

The waiter glanced at Lao Yang doubtfully: "What about you?"

"Just do as he said and get another jar of monkey drunk."

It's expensive, but it also has the advantage that the food and drinks are served in minutes.

As soon as the maid started pouring wine, the sound of the guqin began to play. The screen slowly opened, and a woman covered her face with gauze and began to play seriously.

Yang Ming felt that although the woman was beautiful, she was just like an internet celebrity. She was not attractive after looking at her too much, so he stared at a steamed crane instead.

When Lao Yang saw Yang Ming's expression, he knew that he had never eaten it before. He laughed and said, "This dish is called Xianyun Yehe. Try it."

Yang Ming was not polite and tore off a crane leg and took a bite.

"Yeah! It tastes good. It would be great if I dipped it in some soul chili sauce!"

"Oh? Soul chili sauce? Brother, I have eaten a lot of delicious food and tried various sauces, but I have never heard of the soul chili you are talking about."

"Is that so? I thought we were the only ones on the South Peak that don't have chili peppers, but it turns out there are none on the East Peak either. It's such a pity. I'll buy some in the future and it will make you ecstasy with the spicy food!"

"OK!"

"Come on, our surname is Yang, and you will be my brother from now on! Let's go one by one!" Yang Ming raised his glass, "As a courtesy, I will do it first!"

After one sip, the wine was soft and smooth, with a subtle hint of refreshing taste. Even Yang Ming, who seldom drank alcohol, felt that it was extraordinary.

“Good wine!”

With a "clang" sound, Yang Ming leaned down on the table.

Lao Yang was holding the wine, a little surprised, then laughed loudly, and drank the wine in one gulp.

The song stopped, and the maid helped Yang Ming up. Seeing that he was already drunk, she bowed her head slightly to Lao Yang and called: "Boss."

"Let Ding Hao work as a handyman for three months."

"Ah?" The maid was a little surprised: "Is it because Ding Hao neglected this young master? But didn't you ask Ding Hao to deliberately stimulate consumption like this before?"

"He told him that he had done nothing wrong, but he had wronged my little brother and he must be punished."
Chapter completed!