"I'm not sure about it. My dear nephew, I'm here today because I'm asking for something!"

Mr. Lin looked at Zhou Wenxin who was angry and looked at Fang Yuan again, with a little hesitant expression.

"Yes, my father is ill. I heard that the little layman is back on his magical skills, so I came to ask for medicine!"

The second brother of the Zhou family was very well-educated and bowed to the ground: "I hope the young lay Buddhist will not hesitate to help me. My Zhou family will be grateful!"

Beside him, Zhou Wenxin wanted to say something, but was stopped with a stern look.

‘Unexpectedly, the Zhou family finally found me again…’

Fang Yuan was speechless after hearing this.

At the same time, he looked at the well-dressed Zhou brothers and sisters and the fat and strong servants, and knew very well that if there was no one Lin Man Wai present today, these people would not be so easy to talk to.

Even Mr. Lin, since the last incident, his friendship with him has become shallow.

Today's affairs are really impossible to escape unless the flower fox marquis is immediately called out, kill all directions, and then flee overnight.

‘This Lin Benchu ​​still doesn’t forget to exploit my uncle and not be a son…’

Fang Yuan silently complained in his heart, but said, "Brother, I'm late. My master asked the truth that lay Buddhists are the real national medical practitioners. As for me? I just got some fur. I really couldn't say anything before I saw my father, looking at him, asking and talking..."

"You little scoundrel..."

He just subconsciously reserved a way out for himself, but Zhou Wenxin next to him was so aggrieved that she was almost crying.

In her opinion, it was already a great humiliation to be bullied by this country boy in the county town before.

Now, I am so condescending to beg him, and the more important thing is that the other party is not grateful!

This made Miss Zhou chew her teeth secretly, and tears were almost falling.

"Haha... the nephew is too modest, but even if the layman is not here, I remember that there should be a lot of good medicines here, right? As long as you can have one, it will be enough to help Mr. Zhou consolidate his foundation and cultivate his primordials..."

Mr. Lin rubbed his hands with a smile.

Fang Yuan frowned, feeling that he was not able to defend himself on his birthday and night, and it was difficult for old thieves to defend himself.

Mr. Lin had the deepest relationship with him in the valley, and he really knew the truth.

Fortunately, I am not a master Wenxin lay Buddhist, otherwise if Mr. Lin knew about Wenxin Tea Tree, I would be troubled immediately.

"Huh? Not bad. Last time I saw the little layman, I was selling red ginseng. Although the age is insufficient, the medicinal properties are amazing. After my father used it, the situation improved slightly!"

Brother Zhou Er seemed to have thought of something, nodded repeatedly, with a hint of joy on his face.

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes secretly, but he couldn't speak nonsense in front of Mr. Lin.

A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he said for a long time: "Uncle Lin also knew that my master and apprentice have lived in the valley for less than twenty years. Some old medicinal materials that have been in the old are all found by the master himself in the mountains. He used one less, and now there is only a few left..."

"I know this too..."

Mr. Lin was a little embarrassed. He knew that Wenxin was a strange man who could walk on flat ground in the deep mountains and old forests, but Fang Yuan? I'm afraid he would not be able to catch up with him.

Now I have to covet even his stuff, which is really a bit...

However, for Lei Yue's future, he could only come with shamelessness and immediately said, "My nephew, please make sure you have any requests!"

"Yes, my Zhou family has also issued a list of articles. As long as the young lay Buddhist can cure the medicine, he can agree to anything."

Brother Zhou Er was also helping out.

"Then I'll just say..."

Fang Yuan was happy. What he really wanted was this. Otherwise, if the things were handed over for nothing, he would get the so-called favor? Little did he know that this favor was the most unreliable, and he might not forget it one day. Just like Mr. Lin, it would be better to cash in as soon as possible and put it into the pocket.

"If you want to talk about the precious medicinal materials for Guben Peiyuan, I still have the last one, which is the 60-year-old red ginseng. The medicinal materials are definitely real, but whether they can help Mr. Zhou is not sure, so I dare not ask for anything. I just live in the deep mountains and forests. If you want to learn some martial arts and defend yourself, I hope you can get a martial arts secret book or something like that..."

"You want to learn martial arts?!"

Mr. Lin was a little surprised. After looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, he was a little aware.

However, the Zhou brothers and sisters looked ugly immediately.

Seeing their expressions, Fang Yuan immediately knew that they regarded themselves as the traitor who coveted their unique skills. He immediately shook his hands: "Of course, I only seek superficial martial arts and self-defense. I will never dare to expect any profound ones. As long as Uncle Lin looks at the most widely circulated and easiest ones to get started!"

"This...is simple..."

Mr. Lin touched his beard and felt relieved.

If Fang Yuan asked the advanced martial arts of Guiling Sect, not to mention whether the Zhou brothers and sisters could agree, even if they agreed, the sect would have an objection.

But only seeking superficial martial arts, no limit on the types?

Which of the rich families like them has not bought some "good men in the world" to protect the house? They have a few simple secrets and some books, and they dare not say anything about them. There are still four or five books.

And it's also the kind of scattered street, so there will definitely be no trouble.

"This matter is very easy, so I agreed on behalf of the Zhou family! Just come and ask me for it!"

Mr. Lin smiled and said authentically.

"Okay, then we'll decide, a 60-year-old red mountain ginseng plant, a martial arts secret, does not involve anything else... Of course, it's not the same condition as the Zhou family! It's just a simple deal between me and Uncle Lin!"

Seeing Mr. Lin working so hard, Fang Yuan also understood something, and was just selling personal favors and also clearing up his relationship.

"become!"

The Zhou brothers and sisters looked at each other and found that there was no room for them to interrupt, so they could only watch the two of them reach an agreement.

Zhou Wenxin muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm only here to learn martial arts at this age? Haha... I don't even know the 12th level of Jinsuo Chonglou, and I still want to achieve success?"

In between words, disdain is beyond words.

Fang Yuan's face was calm and pretended not to hear it. Instead, he secretly wrote down the term "Twelve Levels of the Golden Lock" and prepared to investigate it carefully in the future.

"Uncle Lin, please come with me!"

Fang Yuan opened the door openly and asked Yuanwai Lin to enter the warehouse, but he did not stop the Zhou family from following.

Anyway, as long as you are concerned about the tea tree and the red jade rice fields not being exposed, this thing is seen and there is nothing at all.

If this is not the case, they cannot dispel their covetousness.

Otherwise, no matter who encounters a serious injury and is unable to heal in the future, he will come to him for medicine, so will he still survive?

"Well, my nephew has managed this well."

In the warehouse, a stimulating smell came, which made Zhou Wenxin cover his nose. Mr. Lin didn't care and held his hands behind his back: "Especially this jade crystal corn, it is the best. After I ate it last time, I really didn't think about the food and food. I don't know the taste of meat in March..."

"If Uncle Lin likes it, he will carry a few bags of rice when he leaves later..."

Fang Yuan answered without looking back.

However, Zhou Wenxin seemed to remember the last time she was teased by a rice ball, and her face turned red as blood.

When we reached the bottom, there were rows of wooden racks, and most of the boxes on them were empty.

Fang Yuan came to the right and took out a box: "Uncle Lin, please put it away!"

Lin Benchu ​​took the wooden box and opened it and saw that a ginseng that was as red as jade inside was sealed with excellent sealing and of good quality. What's even rarer is that no ginseng whiskers were damaged.

"Yeah, very good! Very good!"

He looked around unconsciously from the corner of his eyes, shook his head in his heart: 'It seems that the family belongings of Wenxin's layman are indeed almost gone...'

"Okay! OK! OK!"

When the second brother of the Zhou family came up and saw it, he was overjoyed: "This medicine has at least sixty years of power. The longer the Hongshan ginseng, the stronger the effect. If it is more than fifty years, it can be called a treasure. My father has hope of healing!"

"Well, please keep it..."

Seeing this red ginseng plant, Lin Yuanwai felt a little reluctant, but he still gave it to Brother Zhou Er to keep it. He said to Fang Yuan: "Don't worry, I'll send you the martial arts secrets I want when I go back."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin!"

Fang Yuanyi clasped his fists and said in a cold and honest manner.

"Well, I won't stay much, let's go now!"

After the deal was negotiated, it would be embarrassing to stay. Mr. Lin and his group disappeared outside the valley with their hands behind their backs.

“Gee?!”

Fang Yuan looked at their left backs, but sighed silently.

At this time, a white shadow flashed behind him, and the flower fox marten appeared again, with smaller claws, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his clever pupils.

“No need to do this time…”

Fang Yuan stroked the head of the flower fox marquis and told himself, "But next time, anyone who is close to the plantation without me will start directly. Do you understand?"

The wild beasts have a strong sense of territory, and the flower fox and marten are very humane and have a little head.

"I don't know if a red ginseng plant can be cured by the Zhou family. If it cannot be cured, there may be some minor troubles in the future..."

Fang Yuan subconsciously glanced at his attribute bar:

"Medical skills [Level 1] - can cure simple injuries, including minor injuries. Through herbs, you can obtain additional healing effects."

"Entering [Level 3] - You are a well-deserved expert in the planting industry. Your hands have incredible power. After the crops you plant, there is a very small probability that excellent traits will change!"

"I don't know if the old man of the Zhou family can be considered... but the additional herbal bonus effect is worth looking forward to..."

Fang Yuan naturally wanted to improve his medical skills.

Through the experiment on implant surgery, he also generally understood that in order to improve his expertise, there was a problem of proficiency and bottleneck.

My own planting technique is to continuously cultivate plants, so I can reach the second level, but I still cannot break through the third level without obtaining the spiritual seeds.

If medical skills are to be improved, you must find a large number of patients to try it out.

"It's just... the Zhou family? Haha..."
Chapter completed!