The black spider understood and immediately spit out a small roll of spider silk towards the black residue in Ziyu's hand.
After the black poisonous spider silk fell into Ziyu's hands, Ziyu immediately mixed the spider silk with the feces of the poisonous insects, and then handed it directly to Beiming Changfeng: "Here, the special healing medicine
.”
Beiming Changfeng looked at the black powder in Ziyu's hand, and for the first time he had the urge to spit it out to Ziyu.
How is this holy medicine for healing? This is simply... just...
Ziyu looked at Beiming Changfeng's ugly face and laughed heartily: "Poisonous pangolin feces and poisonous spider silk, using poison to fight poison, can quickly condense wounds and stop bleeding. Would you like some, young master?"
Spider silk has the ability to adhere to everything, stop bleeding, and is great for leverage.
As for pangolin poop...
Only the spider silk is unsightly, adding some colored and odorous ones will make it look more like medicine.
Beiming Changfeng had veins popping up on his forehead. He looked at the smiling Ziyu, and then he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "How much are you going to price?"
"The price is set." Ziyu looked at the special healing elixir in his hand, and smiled gracefully: "A matchlock gun is worth twenty taels of gold. My medicine is so effective, why should it cost one tael of gold for a bottle?"
One tael of gold and one bottle of poisonous insect excrement.
Beiming Changfeng turned around and left. This guy was crazy about money.
Ziyu laughed happily when he saw this: "Young Master, where are you going?"
"Killing with a borrowed knife." Beiming Changfeng replied without looking back.
Killing someone with a borrowed knife? A flash of surprise flashed in Ziyu's eyes, and he immediately wiped the special holy medicine in his hand, and then followed, not forgetting to instruct the many poisonous insects: "Eat more and poop more, I want to make money from your shit, no
It’s going to embarrass me.”
The king wants to make money from their shit?
Oooh, the swarm of poisonous insects immediately turned around and ran back.
Pull harder, pull harder, for the sake of the king's money-making career, we must overcome all obstacles and move forward bravely, and we must poop until there is a mountain of shit.
The wind blew in all directions, and the heat was astonishing.
Ziyu devotes himself to making money from shit, while Beiming Changfeng recalls Hanyang and Fang Yi to achieve great things.
The firearms purchased by the Rakshasa Kingdom were intercepted by them. Sooner or later, the Rakshasa Kingdom will find out that something is wrong. Instead of waiting until then to fight with each other, it is better to give them a good look now.
However, currently, the twenty-seven cities in the north of Zhenbei do not have the troops to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom, but they cannot allow the Rakshasa Kingdom to seize the opportunity to attack, so the only option is to kill with a borrowed knife.
Ziyu didn't know how Beiming Changfeng arranged the borrowed knife killing, because before she could follow Beiming Changfeng back to Daozhenbei Palace, she was kidnapped by Xiaoyou who blocked the way.
Gold mines, iron mines, coal mines, such a big stall was only managed by a child of a few years old. Xiaoyou already felt that he was ten years old. Now that Ziyu came back, Xiaoyou immediately threw everything at Ziyu.
In Xiaoyou's room, Ziyu looked at the piles of account books and various reports that were taller than her, and felt that her head hurt even before she looked at them.
"Xiaoyou..."
"Look." Bei Mingyou sat on the table holding her little hands and staring at Ziyu.
After being busy for more than a month, my originally round and chubby figure actually lost a lot of weight. Although I am not thin, I am not plump and round at all. My little white face was even tanned by the sun.
, looking exactly like African refugees.
Ziyu looked up and saw Bei Mingyou's appearance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect Xiaoyou to work so hard, with such a small look... The black spider understood and immediately spat out a small scroll spider towards the black slag in Ziyu's hand.
Silk.
After the black poisonous spider silk fell into Ziyu's hands, Ziyu immediately mixed the spider silk with the feces of the poisonous insects, and then handed it directly to Beiming Changfeng: "Here, the special healing medicine
.”
Beiming Changfeng looked at the black powder in Ziyu's hand, and for the first time he had the urge to spit it out to Ziyu.
How is this holy medicine for healing? This is simply... just...
Ziyu looked at Beiming Changfeng's ugly face and laughed heartily: "Poisonous pangolin feces and poisonous spider silk, using poison to fight poison, can quickly condense wounds and stop bleeding. Would you like some, young master?"
Spider silk has the ability to adhere to everything, stop bleeding, and is great for leverage.
As for pangolin poop...
Only the spider silk is unsightly, adding some colored and odorous ones will make it look more like medicine.
Beiming Changfeng had veins popping up on his forehead. He looked at the smiling Ziyu, and then he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "How much are you going to price?"
"The price is set." Ziyu looked at the special healing elixir in his hand, and smiled gracefully: "A matchlock gun is worth twenty taels of gold. My medicine is so effective, why should it cost one tael of gold for a bottle?"
One tael of gold and one bottle of poisonous insect excrement.
Beiming Changfeng turned around and left. This guy was crazy about money.
Ziyu laughed happily when he saw this: "Young Master, where are you going?"
"Killing with a borrowed knife." Beiming Changfeng replied without looking back.
Killing someone with a borrowed knife? A flash of surprise flashed in Ziyu's eyes, and he immediately wiped the special holy medicine in his hand, and then followed, not forgetting to instruct the many poisonous insects: "Eat more and poop more, I want to make money from your shit, no
It’s going to embarrass me.”
The king wants to make money from their shit?
Oooh, the swarm of poisonous insects immediately turned around and ran back.
Pull harder, pull harder, for the sake of the king's money-making career, we must overcome all obstacles and move forward bravely, and we must poop until there is a mountain of shit.
The wind blew in all directions, and the heat was astonishing.
Ziyu devotes himself to making money from shit, while Beiming Changfeng recalls Hanyang and Fang Yi to achieve great things.
The firearms purchased by the Rakshasa Kingdom were intercepted by them. Sooner or later, the Rakshasa Kingdom will find out that something is wrong. Instead of waiting until then to fight with each other, it is better to give them a good look now.
However, currently, the twenty-seven cities in the north of Zhenbei do not have the troops to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom, but they cannot allow the Rakshasa Kingdom to seize the opportunity to attack, so the only option is to kill with a borrowed knife.
Ziyu didn't know how Beiming Changfeng arranged the borrowed knife killing, because before she could follow Beiming Changfeng back to Daozhenbei Palace, she was kidnapped by Xiaoyou who blocked the way.
Gold mines, iron mines, coal mines, such a big stall was only managed by a child of a few years old. Xiaoyou already felt that he was ten years old. Now that Ziyu came back, Xiaoyou immediately threw everything at Ziyu.
In Xiaoyou's room, Ziyu looked at the piles of account books and various reports that were taller than her, and felt that her head hurt even before she looked at them.
"Xiaoyou..."
"Look." Bei Mingyou sat on the table holding her little hands and staring at Ziyu.
After being busy for more than a month, my originally round and chubby figure actually lost a lot of weight. Although I am not thin, I am not plump and round at all. My little white face was even tanned by the sun.
, looking exactly like African refugees.
Ziyu raised his head and saw Bei Minyou's appearance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect Xiaoyou to work so hard, with such a small look...