Zhao Yan had obviously been here many times, and she was familiar with the road. Five minutes later, she took Huang An and stood in front of a courtyard with an open door.
Huang An looked into the courtyard and saw three or four warriors queuing up. He understood that this was the Precious Medicine Department established by the imperial court in Feng'an County.
All the precious medicines in Feng'an County flow out from here, and are managed by Guo Silang and Fourth Master, the masters of Feng'an County.
According to what the senior sister said on the way, the Ming Dynasty had very strict supervision over warriors. The imperial court controlled training resources and thus controlled warriors.
Only masters in the copper-skin realm recognized by the imperial court can be qualified to purchase the cultivation resource-precious medicine.
Of course, their disciples can also use the name of their master.
Moreover, a disciple cannot purchase it alone. He or she needs to be accompanied by the master, or a direct bloodline of the master, to purchase together.
This means that if Huang An wants to buy Guiyuan Tang, he can only have his master or two senior sisters bring him along.
In Feng'an County, the person in charge of the Martial Arts Department is none other than Guo Silang, known as the Fourth Master.
In addition to being a member of the Martial Arts Department, he is also the master of the city lord's palace, cooperating with the city lord Li An to manage the entire Feng'an County.
If his cultivation level were not a little lower, he could definitely be on an equal footing with the city lord.
However, just because he is from the Martial Arts Department, everyone in Feng'an City will give him face.
In the courtyard, the warriors queuing up seemed to know each other, but no one spoke.
Seeing Zhao Yan and Huang An approaching one after another, he turned around and took a look, nodded to Zhao Yan, then turned around and continued queuing.
Huang An and Zhao Yan, two fellow seniors, silently lined up at the end of the queue.
Soon it was the turn of the two of them. Huang An stood behind Senior Sister Zhao and saw a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old who was half leaning on the Grand Master's chair.
With his goatee, triangular eyes, green robe and green fingers, he doesn’t look like a good person.
Presumably this person is Guo Silang, nicknamed "Fourth Master".
Huang An didn't say a word, nor did he look around. He only used his peripheral vision to look at the surrounding environment.
Leave the rest to Senior Sister Zhao.
With a "bang" sound, the heavy object was placed on the table.
It was Zhao Yan who placed more than one hundred taels of silver, including Huang An, on the mahogany table.
"Master Guo!"
Zhao Yan called out, his voice clear and crisp.
The originally irritable Fourth Master instantly raised his head and saw the beauty he had longed for, and his face immediately changed.
"Hey, she turns out to be the niece of the Zhao family. How is Mr. Zhao doing these days?"
After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and quickly scanned Zhao Yan from head to toe, and the lustful look disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Yan is Zhao Dun's precious daughter, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her.
Even though he is a martial arts master in the Bronze Skin Realm, he still has an official position.
After all, which martial arts master these days has never been in the officialdom?
Huang An saw clearly from behind that this Fourth Master had evil intentions, but he remained calm and did not scold him angrily, because Senior Sister Zhao did not move either.
Women are very sensitive to male malice, let alone Zhao Yan, who has practiced martial arts for many years.
Just because he was worried about the martial arts training resources and did not dare to explode in person, Zhao Yan suppressed his displeasure and replied coldly:
"Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your concern. My father is fine. He will come to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow, and it is inevitable that Mr. Guo will accompany him."
Zhao Yan choked a few words calmly. The fourth master was angry, but he also knew that this was a fact.
He really has to accompany him tomorrow. After all, his cultivation level is a bit low, and even the blessing of the Martial Arts Secretary will be weaker.
Feeling slightly annoyed, Guo Silang changed his tone, looked at the silver on the table, and asked directly:
"I wonder, Miss Zhao, what do you want to buy when you come here today?"
"Five pounds of exotic animal meat, four servings of Guiyuan soup."
Zhao Yan responded coldly, trying his best to restrain himself.
Guo Silang's eyebrows twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he said casually:
"Mr. Zhao has eaten a lot of exotic animal meat in recent days. Today I took out these five kilograms again. I don't have much stock in the city lord's mansion."
Zhao Yan laughed and choked back.
"My father occasionally made breakthroughs in his cultivation and spent money to buy some exotic animal meat. Does Mr. Guo still want to investigate? Do you want to invite my father here and report it to Mr. Guo face to face?"
Guo Silang's eyes suddenly changed, and he subconsciously sat up straight.
Breakthrough?
How is this possible?
But he didn't dare to gamble, and he also lost interest in teasing Miss Zhao, and he lost the anger after being teased, and said quickly:
"Today's exotic beast, three-color venison, costs ten taels of silver per catty."
He just wanted to send Miss Zhao away quickly, and then discuss this urgent news with the city lord.
"Five pounds of three-color venison, fifty taels of silver. Four portions of Guiyuan soup, eighty taels of silver. Total, total, um, one hundred and thirty taels of silver."
Guo Silang put down the pen in his hand, stood up and went to the back hall.
Not long after, he came out with a pine box, and behind him were two guys holding four black cans.
Huang An glanced at the wooden box, and his heart moved.
This must be the meat of exotic animals.
According to what I saw today, the silver should have been given to the senior sister by the master, and the spiritual beast meat must have been eaten by the master.
As for what the senior sister said just now, that the master has made a breakthrough in cultivation, Huang An can only regard it as a fake.
Half a month ago, he was attacked to the point of death, but now his wounds are still not healed. Breakthrough?
Who believes it!
Zhao Yan handed over the silver, picked up the wooden box in one hand, and held the two black jars in his arms with the other, signaling Huang An to pick up the other two.
Huang An nodded, glanced at Guo Silang, and then silently picked up the two black jars.
The senior sister and brother turned around and left.
Such rude behavior made Guo Silang so angry that he wanted to pounce on him and kidnap him to have a good time.
But when I thought about the news about "Zhao Dun's breakthrough in cultivation" that I just heard, I felt even more burning. I didn't even care about my duties in the court. I closed the door of the Martial Arts Department and ran directly to the south of the city to find City Lord Li An. p>
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The two of them were carrying heavy treasures. Huang An originally thought that the senior sister would cover it up, but when he saw how careless the senior sister was, he gave up the idea of covering up.
It seems that the name of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School is still very useful in Feng'an City. You can occasionally see greed shooting from both sides on the road, but no one blocks the road.
Even, he didn’t even dare to get close to the two of them.
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Huang An's heart suddenly moved. Senior Sister Zhao's careless behavior may be because she is the master's daughter. On the other hand, she may not be afraid of others robbing her at all!
Senior sister should also be a martial arts master.
After all, Huang An couldn't restrain his curiosity, turned his head and asked softly:
"Senior sister, has the master really made a breakthrough?"
Zhao Yan didn't turn around, but glanced sideways at Huang An, and suddenly smiled:
"Guess."
After saying that, he quickened his pace and headed towards the Chengxi Martial Arts Hall.
Huang An paused, his expression suffocated, and his eyes flashed.
Something's wrong!
There's something wrong with senior sister's behavior.
First, there is no need for her to hide it from herself.
Second, the second senior sister is not the little money-crazy Zhao Le. She is a steady person and doesn’t know how to joke.
Unless there is something very happy, and the senior sister was not happy because she saw Guo Silang just now.
Zhao Yan's mood changed so quickly that Huang An also noticed something was wrong.
"Is there any hidden secret here? Or..."
"Senior sister deliberately revealed this secret to Guo Silang? If it is true, what role did the master play in it? Did the master instigate the senior sister to say this?"
Huang An suppressed the doubts in his heart and quickly followed Senior Sister Zhao.
No matter what the plan is behind him, he just needs to practice his martial arts with peace of mind, because he is a sick man and is not qualified to participate in any plan.
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"What? Is this for us?"
"No, no, take it out quickly."
"This is too expensive!"
At the entrance of the Zhao sisters' courtyard, two women and one man were arguing endlessly.
Huang An held two black jars and stuffed them into Senior Sister Zhao's arms. There was also a black jar at his feet.
"Junior brother has relied on the two senior sisters to take care of me since I started. Besides, when I started as a disciple, I was exempted from the entry fee. I also bothered my senior sister to teach me breathing techniques. These two cans of Guiyuan Decoction are not only a ceremony for me to be a disciple, but also a gift to me.
A thank you gift from the two senior sisters."
Huang An had made up his mind, and Zhao Yan could not persuade him. Zhao Le had long been persuaded by Huang An, and he only pretended to be polite to prevent his sister from glaring at her.
If my sister hadn't been still modest, she would have run in with Guiyuan Soup and drank it.
Despite repeated refusals, Zhao Yan was still thin-skinned. When Huang An grabbed his wrist with his big hand, he felt confused and Huang An took the opportunity to throw the black jar out.
Then, Huang An raised his eyebrows at the little money fan and saw the little money fan blinking his eyes. Huang An immediately smiled, picked up the jar on the ground, and walked to the yard where he was resting in the martial arts studio.
After waiting for a while, the little money fan came as expected.
She pouted, swept a jar wrapped in gray cloth on the table, then stared at the other black jar Huang An had just put down, and said hesitantly:
"Junior brother, are you really willing to give this can of Guiyuan Tang to Pang, Senior Brother Pang?"
The voice ranged from reluctance, to surprise, to regret.
Huang An secretly complained about the stinginess of the little money man, but he said seriously:
"Of course I do. Junior brother just wants to practice martial arts in peace. If I can use this bottle of Guiyuantang to resolve senior brother's anger towards me, it will be a good thing. If I am lucky, junior brother, senior brother will give me guidance when I practice martial arts.
A word or two, isn’t junior brother making a lot of money?”
Huang An started laughing as he spoke.
Practicing martial arts is not easy. He has been mentally prepared for a long time. Now he can kill three birds with one stone with a twenty-tael Guiyuan Tang. Doesn't he win?
Zhao Le frowned immediately and hummed:
"What does it mean to compensate Senior Brother Pang? My father gave it to him, but he didn't pay it in the end. Also, if you want to give me some advice, you don't need to spend these twenty taels of Guiyuan Tang. You can give me ten taels, no.
, five taels, I will guide you every day."
The little money fan's words made Huang An feel ashamed. He looked at this unreliable young senior sister with suspicion and shook his head.
A small money fan is obsessed with money, so he is probably unreliable.
"Senior sister, you'd better go quickly. Junior brother and grandma will go back as soon as they see the master's injury."
With that said, Huang An stood up, stuffed the black jar into the little money fan's arms, hugged the wrapped black jar with one hand and was about to take it back, urging the little money fan to go quickly.
Tomorrow is the day when the master will go to the city lord's mansion for a banquet. Senior Sister Zhao said in the morning that the master will go to the banquet alone and asked Huang An to check on the injury today.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the master was going to the banquet, Huang An would have asked the master to open the door to his Dantian this morning to help him enter the door of martial arts practice.
It's a pity that Senior Brother Pang said last time that the power of Qi and blood is needed to open the door to martial arts. No need to guess, this power of Qi and blood should also be a consumable.
No one can decide whether tomorrow will be dangerous or not, and whether there will be a big fight. Huang An naturally cannot put his master in a disadvantage just for a day or two.