Bingbinghai smiled and told what happened just now about Fang Xiaoyu's fight for the precious blood donkey skin.
After that, he looked at Fang Xiaoyu, who was preparing to make elixirs on the stage, and sighed leisurely and said: "This boy is extraordinary, extremely talented, and a rare talent. It's a pity that he is too arrogant. I originally thought
, bought the precious blood donkey skin at a high price. But this guy didn't take me seriously at all, and didn't even give me a chance to talk about the donkey skin."
"Oh! Is there such a thing?" Mr. Tang couldn't help but frown after hearing Fang Xiaoyu's words.
At this time, the middle-aged man in a suit beside him said angrily: "Mr. Bing, do you want me to teach this kid a lesson?"
When he said this, the middle-aged man in a suit squeezed his hands until they made a squeaking sound.
Seeing this, Mr. Bingbinghai waved his hands and said: "Brother, you must not act recklessly. This boy named Fang is not an ordinary person. He is not only proficient in medical skills, but more importantly, he is a Jindan level
Master."
The man in the suit glanced lightly and said: "I don't compete with him in kung fu, I only compete with him in alchemy. I think this guy is probably a liar."
Bingbinghai smiled and advised the middle-aged man: "I suggest you forget it! This guy is soft and not tough. Don't confront him head-on, otherwise you will suffer."
Hearing this, Mr. Tang glanced at Fang Xiaoyu suspiciously, and after sizing it up, he said with a bit of disdain: "Mr. Bing, there is a saying that goes, 'The older you get in the world, the less courage you have.' I
Seeing this, it fits your current state of mind. I never thought that a rich man would be afraid of a young boy. Mr. Bing, you have changed!"
Speaking of this, Mr. Tang suddenly stood up. The middle-aged man in a suit beside him said: "Guizangde! Let's go over and have a look. Today, I want to see how awesome this kid is. I
I don’t believe what tricks a young boy in his twenties can do."
"Let's go!" Guizangde, a middle-aged man, replied confidently, and immediately followed Tang Laochao to the front of the stage.
Looking at the departing figures of master and apprentice, Bingyinghai shook his head helplessly and shouted to Bingying beside him: "Let's go! Let's go take a look too."
He wanted to see if this old guy could train Fang Xiaoyu.
With the arrival of Mr. Tang, the crowd automatically made a way.
"Hello, Mr. Tang!"
"Mr. Tang, you are here!"
"Mr. Tang, please come this way!"
The onlookers quickly recognized the old man in Tang suit in front of them as the president of the Pharmacy Dealers Association from Lingbao Street.
Mr. Tang just nodded to everyone indifferently, and soon his eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu on the stage.
At this time, Fang Xiaoyu had already taken out the Tianxiang Cauldron and introduced it to everyone with a smile.
"Dear audience, since everyone is happy, then I, Fang Xiaoyu, will use the Tianxiang Cauldron to perform an alchemy in public!"
People in the audience applauded.
"etc!"
As soon as the applause stopped, a loud voice came from the crowd below the stage.
Fang Xiaoyu stopped and looked forward, only to see an elder looking at him with half-narrowed eyes. Beside him was a middle-aged man in a suit.
The middle-aged man clenched his fists and had a serious expression on his face, looking very unfriendly.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Fang Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that the two of them were here to make trouble, and his tone was naturally not very friendly.
"Uncle?" The middle-aged man sneered and asked Fang Xiaoyu disdainfully: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to now?"
"I don't know!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Isn't it too old to call me brother?"
After saying this, some people in the crowd couldn't help laughing.
"Boy, you've gone too far." The middle-aged man shouted angrily, rolling up his sleeves as he spoke.
Seeing this, Mr. Tang beside him winked at him and signaled to stop, and the middle-aged man stopped angrily.
Mr. Tang suppressed the anger in his heart, glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, and asked calmly: "Boy, what kind of tripod did you just say you were holding?"
"What's wrong with the Tianxiang Cauldron? Could it be that this senior also studies alchemy?" Fang Xiaoyu asked curiously.
"Hmph! Don't get close to my master. We won't do that." Mr. Tang's apprentice said angrily to Fang Xiaoyu.
Seeing this, Mr. Tang waved his hand and motioned for his apprentice to step back.
He smoothed the goat's beard on his chin with his hand and said angrily to Fang Xiaoyu: "Boy, please stop pretending to be a ghost. Tianxiang Ding is ranked tenth among the top ten famous ones. It comes from the Hua Family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine.
, is now the heirloom of the southern miracle doctor Hua Mian. How could such a famous instrument be in your hands?"
"I am friends with Divine Doctor Hua. He gave it to me. Isn't it normal for it to be in my hands?" Fang Xiaoyu replied very calmly.
"Haha! Will the miracle doctor Hua Mian be friends with you? Boy, how long do you want to keep pretending?"
Mr. Tang couldn't help laughing loudly, and immediately added: "The Tianxiang Ding, the body of the tripod is exquisite, with silver light treasures floating everywhere. When the tripod body appears, the fragrance is overflowing. As long as any senior medicine man in the field of medicinal materials,
You must have heard about this cauldron. This cauldron is a divine weapon, so how could it be this shabby thing in your hand!"
"Really?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter whether it's bad or not. As long as you can make good elixirs, it's a good tripod."
He looked at the old man in front of him and saw that he was a bit old. He didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he grabbed a handful of medicine, threw it into the Tianxiang Cauldron, and said with a smile: "Wait until I finish refining this furnace pill first.
Besides, I don’t have that much American time to spend with you.”
"I want to see what kind of flowers you can make." Mr. Tang gritted his teeth, pulled a chair from the side and sat down under the stage.
Fang Xiaoyu concentrated his energy and prepared to refine the elixir.
He placed his hands on the outer wall of the cauldron. When his eyes fell on the pitch-black cauldron, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Think about it, I used the Tianxiang Cauldron to cook hot pot and make elixirs. I didn't maintain it for a long time, which was such a waste of natural resources. At first glance, it really looks like a rag. Doctor Hua knows about it, I'm afraid he will
He was so angry that he vomited blood.
Fang Xiaoyu touched it with his hand, and a black mark immediately appeared on the wall of the cauldron and on his finger. It was the ashes from the cauldron that stuck to his finger.
He was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Damn, I didn't expect it to be ashes."
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu's movements on the stage were not at all like an alchemist's spiritual style, the more Mr. Tang watched, the more unhappy he became.
He couldn't help it anymore, so he stood up again and shouted to Fang Xiaoyu: "Boy, stop pretending to be a ghost. The tripod in your hand is not a Tianxiang tripod at all. It is a fake."
Seeing Mr. Tang from the Pharmacy Dealers Association suddenly appear and take a hand in this matter, Sima Menghai couldn't help but feel a trace of embarrassment on his face.
He winked at his younger brother Sima Mengchao and said, "This old guy must be here to cause trouble!"
"I'll go over and have a chat with him." Sima Mengchao replied angrily and walked towards Mr. Tang angrily. (To be continued)