The rain fell along the black tiles, and the doctor and the patient were talking quietly in the corner of the clinic. The middle-aged shopkeeper in brown clothes with brocade edges stepped on a stool and weighed the medicine with a scale. After getting it, he wrapped it with medicine paper and tied it with a thin rope. "Master Jiu, your medicine." "Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen." "I should thank you. The branch hall has just opened, and I can't do without the help of Lord Yang. And in Yixing Town, I still need the care of Lord Liang. In the future, when you get medicine, send someone to let me know. I will send someone to deliver it to your house." "Shopkeeper Chen is polite. Shopkeeper Chen has helped me a lot. I have nothing to say. I should return the favor. If there is anything in the town, just come to me." Liang Qu bowed. Originally, there was a Changchun Clinic in Pingyang County. He had to go to the clinic to study medicine after going to the academy every day. Later, he learned the basics and didn't go there many times. Nowadays, Yixing Town is becoming more and more prosperous, and there are many warriors. Changchun Medical Clinic has opened a branch in the town. The shopkeeper is the son of the shopkeeper Chen in the main hall, so there is a saying of "Old Shopkeeper Chen".
Business is good inside. It is raining heavily outside. Liang Qu can see many warriors coming here to buy medicine while he is buying medicine. Many times the cycle is like this. There were thousands of people in Yixing City before. It is not that there are no warriors, but no one wants to stay in a small town where it is inconvenient to buy medicine. Yixing City, where there are only a few cats, will not attract people to open a big medicine hall. But when the number of warriors exceeds a certain balance line, the positive cycle begins, just like the original Pingyang Town. Liang Qu picked up the medicine and drove the horse home. Hearing the sound of the key, a black shadow like a coal ball rushed out of the small house in the corner, and the two ears were almost flying. The black dragon, which was wet with rain, jumped up the three steps. It shook its body, rubbed Liang Qu's trouser legs and shook its tail. Fan Xinglai sensed the movement and walked through the corridor. Seeing that it was Liang Qu, he stepped forward in a straw raincoat and took the horse rope. Just as he was about to lead the horse back to the stable, Chishan stepped on the ground and pulled back, almost knocking him down. "You have a bad temper. How could I forget you?" Liangqu slapped Chishan on the head and took out a red blood perch from the fish basket beside him and handed it to Fan Xinglai. "Today, I'll trouble you. Clean the fish, mince it into meat paste and mix it with grass to feed Chishan. Be careful not to get stuck with thorns. Comb its hair. It rained today and its hair is a little tangled." "Okay." Fan Xinglai was happy to pull the horse rope after taking the treasure fish. He grew up in the Yang Mansion and dealt with horses every day with his father. He had seen good and bad horses. He was not good at judging horses, but at least he was a horse expert. The better the horse, the more arrogant and intelligent it is. Except for the owner, no one will obey it and no one can ride it. He was not annoyed at all for this. It's better to be arrogant.
A man is rich because of his horse, especially a groom. The monthly salary of a groom who takes good care of a horse is not comparable to that of a groom who takes care of a bad horse, let alone a good horse. His father has been with Lord Yang for the longest time, and his horse-raising skills are better than the other two grooms. He can earn three taels and six cents of silver per month, which is enough to marry a concubine! Leading Chishan back to the stable, Fan Xinglai picked up the red blood perch and weighed it several times. The whole fish weighed at least six catties, and it could be sold for several taels of silver if sold outside. The food is getting better and better. In the past, he only fed fish intestines and dried fish bones, but now he started to eat the whole treasure fish, and the effect is obvious. Fan Xinglai has never touched silk, so he doesn't know how smooth it is, but he thinks Chishan's hair is much smoother than silk, and the horsepower is at least 30% higher than when they first met! Compared to Liang Qu, who was only responsible for riding, he purchased fresh fodder, cut grass, took a bath, cleaned the stable, and fed five meals a day. He was the one who lived with Chishan day and night and had a deep understanding of the situation. "I heard from my father that there are six grades of dragon blood horses. Will good horses be promoted? Like officials, they will be promoted higher and higher?" Please visit the latest address Fan Xinglai soaked the towel in warm water, applied soapberry, and wiped Chishan's body. His words seemed to be asking and answering himself. Chishan snorted and ate fodder by himself, ignoring him. ... "It's time for acceptance..." Liang Qu washed his hands and couldn't wait to open the medicine bag, and put the medicinal materials in the crucible in the order of the list. In order to ensure that the effect of Jinmu reached the best, he decided to try the prescription given by Tianbo Chamber of Commerce. Wait for the water to boil, cover the lid and stew for half an hour, then put in the second batch of medicinal materials, repeat twice, and stew back and forth for more than an hour. Liang Qu opened the crucible lid, and the strong aroma of medicine spread. He moved a foot and a half away and fumigated his eyes with the boiling medicine steam. The steam with the strong aroma of medicine slowly infiltrated, and every muscle around the eyes was dilated and squirming, which was very refreshing. The fire eyes and golden pupils were burned out by fire in the Bagua furnace. Could it be that he was fumigated by the medicine? Liang Qu had an inexplicable association with the fumigation of medicine. A large amount of water mist rose, and the medicine in the pot soon dropped by more than half. He took out the glass bottle, and the fist-sized golden eyes sank and piled up in the water and wood liquid, shining like gold. The desire transmitted from deep in the body became stronger and stronger. According to the prescription, the golden eyes should be pierced at this moment, and the pupil fluid inside should be squeezed out and mixed with the medicine liquid, and then the pupil technique should be practiced to maximize the effectiveness of the golden eyes. His current appearance does not look like he is practicing pupil techniques, and it will be very troublesome if it is boiled. Golden-eyed beasts are rare, otherwise they would not appear as auction items. After thinking for a while, Liang Qu decided to give up this step.
Just eat it! Take out a golden eye from the glass bottle. To prevent the juice from splashing out and wasting, Liang Qu even raised his head to swallow it without any waste. As soon as it entered the mouth, there was no peculiar smell. The solid-liquid mixture inside the eyeball did not stick to the mouth at all. The taste was similar to gelatin, and there was no need to chew too much. Seeing that the nausea was not the same as imagined, Liang Qu struck while the iron was hot and swallowed the second one in one gulp. The two golden eyes entered the stomach one after another, and a trace of warm current rose from the stomach. Unlike ordinary pills that enhance qi and blood, the warm current did not flow into his limbs, but rushed to his head. The inexplicable qi continuously swirled above his eyes and eyebrows. In the sea of consciousness, Ze Ding burst into brilliant light. [Get a ray of the qi of the golden-eyed beast, glowing golden eyes] [Zexi: a natural alien species, with infinite strength, eyes like thunder, extraordinary ferocity, and loved by the river. 】 Eyes like thunder! There was no such introduction when merging Zexi! The thought flashed through his mind, and Liang Qu's vision was full of brilliance. A slight coolness and sourness emerged from his eyes from weak to strong, and then intensified! He fell to the ground, tears could not stop flowing from his eyes, and his vision became blurred. A huge amount of water quickly gathered on the ground to form a small puddle! If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die of dehydration! Liang Qu opened the vortex, swallowed water continuously, replenished the lost water, and the color of his cracked lips gradually returned to blood color. A quarter of an hour later, all kinds of strange phenomena slowly disappeared. Ze Ding regained his calm, and Liang Qu opened his eyes. The tears accumulated in his eyes completely flowed away, as if a layer of mist had been pierced, and an indescribable sense of comfort was born from the depths of his heart. He touched the bronze mirror standing on the long table beside him, raised his head, and reflected a pair of dazzling golden pupils.