"Brother Min'an, tell me the truth, do you want to do it yourself?" Chen Ming asked with a smile.

"I really thought about it when I was a child. At that time, my father always thought I was troublesome and didn't allow me to go to the kiln. Later, when I grew up, I didn't think about it anymore. But now I can't bear it when I look at my father like that." Chen Min'an sighed.

"Then will you make clay pots?" Chen Ming asked.

"We were born by the kiln and started playing with mud when we were born. How could we not do it? It may not be so easy to do meticulous work, but we can always practice it. After all, there is a boy who is good at making clay pots." Chen Min'an was not timid about making clay pots. The boy born in the family of clay pots was taught step by step since childhood. Since then, his skills have been unforgettable. Sometimes, he dreamed of making clay pots, but he only saw the turntable turning constantly, and he couldn't catch it. As he turned, he turned under the bed.

"What about your greenhouse?" Chen Ming asked.

"It's done in the greenhouse. There is not something to do in the greenhouse every day. Your sister-in-law can take care of her after work. After making the clay pot, she can only do meticulous work and produce high-quality products slowly. The important thing is to strive for excellence." Chen Min'an was quite determined. When he returned to his hometown, it was not for leisure. Not only did he take care of the elderly and children at home, he could not make less money. After all, in this world, it is really hard to move without money.

"Can you bear this?" Chen Ming asked with some concern.

"What's this? Who goes out to work? Who works for more than twelve hours every day? When working, he doesn't even dare to drink too much water, for fear of going to the toilet too much." Chen Min'an waved his hand. He had experienced the hardship of working.

Chen Ming talked to Chen Min'an for a while. Before leaving, Chen Min'an turned around and whispered to Chen Ming: "The most jealous of the people in the village is you. Maybe many people want to come and steal the master from you, don't pay attention to them. These days, I have taught my disciples and starved my master to death."

Chen Ming smiled bitterly: "Just I want to teach, they may not be able to learn it?"

"That's different. Once you teach them, they can still cheat by your name. At that time, they will even make your reputation bad. Don't be soft-hearted. Nowadays, as long as you don't cheat, why can't you make money? They just want to use your name to get something for nothing." Chen Min'an has been out for so many years, and many people have seen him.

"I'm not that easy to fool. Don't worry." Chen Ming was really not afraid of others' ideas. He wanted to take advantage of him, but he might even have his hands cut off.

Chen Min'an smiled and said, "If you want to be smart, no one in the entire Tea Tree Village can compare with you. But you are kind-hearted and easily exploited by others."

"A kind heart? Our Meishan Navy Master is so dark that he is even afraid of himself." The ancestor jumped out of his mind at some point and muttered in Chen Ming's mind.

Chen Ming sent Chen Min'an away and asked the ancestor: "Sir, you are rarely seen recently, where did you come from?"

"Aren't you blamed you? I created a heavenly spirit gathering talisman and attracted the heavenly thunder. I almost lost my soul." The ancestor actually threw the blame on Chen Ming's back.

Chen Ming was also misled by the novel and thought that he had made a heavenly-grade spirit gathering talisman, which was a jealous of heaven and earth, so he dropped the heavenly thunder. However, he did not know that the heaven and earth's intentions were afraid that Chen Ming's chosen son would be occupied by the soul with ulterior motives.

"Can I blame me? But no one told me that I could create a thunder robbery after making a heavenly-grade spirit gathering talisman. It seems that I should try to control the quality of the talisman as much as possible. Never produce a heavenly-grade spirit gathering talisman, otherwise, I would lose my life if I don't know which time I will stop my life." Chen Ming was also a little scared. If the heavenly thunder that day was not blocked by the heavenly-grade spirit gathering talisman, I would be afraid that even he would be ruined.

"Why haven't you turned on the furnace and refined medicine these days?" asked the ancestor.

"The medicinal fields have just started to grow, and the medicinal materials inside are not yet useful for the time being. So, I have temporarily slowed down the speed of refining medicines a little." Chen Ming said.

"Bad! It's all excuses. If you can't refine the marrow-cutting pill, can't you still refine the bone-linking painkiller? You can also refine the poison-relieving powder. You can also refine the hemostatic powder. And Jinchuang Powder, which is also commonly used medicine. The refining of these medicines is not difficult, but you can also exercise your refining skills." The ancestor said, "If you refine these simple medicines skillfully, you will be able to refine higher-quality medicines in the future."

"I haven't been idle these days. The main reason is that there are too many patients coming from the provincial capital. I just happened to have all the medicines I refined before." Chen Ming said.

Chen Ming is now very familiar with the use of the techniques of refining medicines. The quality of the refining medicines is much stronger than the beginning, and the refining of bone-linking painkillers is basically close to perfection.

But if you change the potion, even if Chen Ming has a high starting point, it would be good to be able to refine medium and high-quality potions for the first time. It is impossible to refine the best or even perfect potions at one time. Even if it is a bone-collar painkiller, Chen Ming has refined it countless times, and finally finally produced the perfect potion.

"Okay, I will go to the mountains to collect herbs tomorrow. Dig some back and plant them in the medicinal field. In the future, I will practice the essence of the medicine you teach me." Chen Ming said.

"This is almost the same. I wonder how much time it took to develop a lot of skills back then. Young people should not be afraid of hardship." The ancestor sighed.

Just as Chen Ming was about to go to bed, the little yellow dog suddenly started to scream fiercely. Even the big rooster had its feathers straight and walked around the room anxiously. The hens were huddled in the chicken cage and did not dare to move.

"Hey, something is coming." Chen Ming's sensing ability is no weaker than that of these poultry and livestock, but his alertness is not as high as theirs.

Chen Ming opened the door and walked to the yard and found that the familiar weasel was squatting at the gate of the yard. It dared not take a step forward. The Zhenzhai Anjia Talisman posted on Chen Ming's gate is not like that. As long as the weasel enters the entrance of the yard, the Zhenzhai Anjia Talisman will immediately turn into a mysterious thunder. With the Taoist practice of the weasel spirit beast, it may not die under the attack of this mysterious thunder, but it will definitely lose half of its life. This body of Taoist practice is probably going to ruin it.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ming asked. I haven't taken blood recently, which makes it uneasy? But there are still some talismans left last time, and I have no plans to make talismans recently. Chen Ming looked at the tail of the weasel. The place where Chen Ming cut off last time has not grown in length. But it finally looks a little natural.

The weasel kept squeaking, and then stood up, gestured with his front paws, pointing at Chen Ming's acres of spiritual fields.

Chen Ming could understand the intention of the weasel through his spiritual sense. It turned out that it had fallen in love with the spirit field, not like the spirit field, but liked the abundant spiritual energy here, which was beneficial to its practice. It was willing to come over to be Chen Ming's spiritual beast, and the only condition was that it could bring the entire clan over. It wanted to move to the vicinity of Chen Ming's house.

"Then you have to make sure you don't let your descendants steal my chickens." Chen Ming warned.

"I'll guarantee my life!" The weasel ancestor swore.

"Then you will live in the bush next to the spiritual field and help me take care of the medicine field. Don't let others steal a piece of grass from my medicine field." Chen Ming said.

"If I have my life, I will not let one less grass in the medicine field." The weasel ancestor firmly promised.

Originally, Chen Ming thought the weasel was going back to call his friends to settle down, but unexpectedly, the weasel ancestor turned around and summoned a large group of weasels from the bushes. This guy had moved the entire clan over, and Chen Ming would agree if he was sure.

Chen Ming was not offended. With this group of weasels to watch his house, the pressure on the little yellow dog was much less. The little yellow dog had not grown up yet, and he had no choice but to face a more powerful beast.

In addition, in terms of intelligence, Chen Ming cannot find any domestic animals that are smarter than spirit beasts. With such a spirit beast to protect the family, there is no need to worry about the stolen jars and jars at home being stolen in the future.

Chen Min'an reminded Chen Ming today that in addition to making plans on Chen Ming, those people should also focus on the potions refined by Chen Ming.

The villagers in the village are not all simple, kind, hardworking and simple. There are also many lazy people who are lazy and lazy. There are several people in Chashu Village who don’t go out to work in their thirties or forties. Their families are so poor that they don’t do serious business all day long and specialize in playing cards everywhere. They don’t make money, so where does the money for playing cards come from? It’s not that they are not clean, they are making trouble everywhere and take advantage of the situation whenever they have the chance.

In the past, these people drove the cattle raised by people from the same village to a reservoir far away. If someone looked for them, they would say that they would see these cattle running here, and they would help them watch them, and they would ask others for some labor fees. If no one looked for them, it is conceivable that these cattle would be sold by them.

These people have never messed with Chen Ming before. The main reason is that Chen Ming, in addition to not going out to play cards, seems to be the same person as them. He can't steal anything from Chen Ming.

But now Chen Ming is different. He has made a lot of money by relying on one recipe.

Ma Yubing, Ma Dangrong and Wang Gui have been walking to the houses rented by the Sports Rehabilitation Center recently.

The wards where I live are all from the city, and most of them are rich people. The mobile phones I take are flagship phones worth tens of thousands of yuan. The bags I carry are also magnificent. I buy things in the village and I feel very generous.
Chapter completed!