Chapter 6

The shooting of Yang Ziteng did not have much impact under the strong pressure of the Yang family, but it spread wildly at school.

Yang Qiucai was not in the mood to take care of these. That night, he listed the detailed plan for the next three months in his rented room.

At eight o'clock the next morning, he went out on time and asked for two weeks' leave at the Academic Affairs Office of the school. When he asked for leave, the teacher of the academic affairs office saw him and his face was a little abnormal.

After leaving school, he originally wanted to take Liu An with him, but Liu An was frightened by the shooting rampant outside yesterday. He didn't dare to go out with Yang Qiu at all, so he had to give up.

Yang Qiuxin knows that it is impossible for the Yang family to find him trouble in this matter. After all, they have a problem. Even if they say they don't want the group's equity, they don't sign the legal text. Once they have a problem, they can't get a penny.

Without Liu An around, Yang Qiu is also happy to be quiet. For a week, he runs between Shanghai's drugstore and the antique market and gets back a lot of strange things every day.

Although the aura in the air is so thin that it can be ignored, there is always a trace. After one night's absorption, he can extract it from the air, which is probably a breath of aura in the cultivation world.

Don't underestimate this little aura. It's very important for Yang Qiu now.

There is no alchemy furnace and no aura for alchemy. Everything is stopped.

He has worked hard to collect more than half a month's aura, which is enough for him to refine some pills with magical effects.

Of course, women have to earn money, but before that, try to refine some things to cure diseases and save people, take them out and try to sell them. If there is a market, of course, there will be a lot of money.

Moreover, the raw materials of jade muscle cream are not easy to collect. Several of them are very expensive. The hundreds of dollars left in his hand are not useful at all.

In three days, he refined three dark pills the size of his little finger, named Huitian pill, and then put them into an antique paper box.

That night, he dressed up a little and took huitiandan to Shanghai antique market.

Shanghai has a large antique trading market, similar to Panjiayuan in the capital. There is also a night market, which usually starts at 6 p.m. and ends at 2 a.m.

During the day, there are naturally some antique calligraphy and paintings in the antique market, but at night, it is really strange and omnipresent.

Before Yang Qiu came, he came here specially and made a serious investigation. Let alone, there is a street selling medicine like him.

What kind of family secret recipe, the secret recipe of the imperial court doctor, in short, is to cheat one by one. Therefore, those who come here to buy medicine are the families of patients who are really desperate and can't be saved.

What they hold in their hearts is a just in case, but in this world, where are so many just in case?

Eleven out of ten people who buy medicine in this street sell fake medicine.

Yang Qiu took a black baseball cap with a low brim. When she came to the antique market, she squatted directly at the corner of the street. Then she took out a piece of red cloth from her body, opened it and spread it on the ground, and put four small stones on the four corners. This is a precious and important place in the middle.

Before he came, he made full preparations and specially wrote four calligraphy characters - goods seller knows home.

What he didn't expect was that there were people who came here to stroll around, and there were really people who knew the goods, but what people liked was those four words.

"Eh, this is... Good word, good word! These four words can't be written without fifty years of knowledge. Young man, do you sell these four words? "

A white haired old man, with a stick in his hand, stared at the four words in front of Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu couldn't laugh or cry. Her heart said that I was selling medicine. You want to buy words. If you buy them, how can I sell them?

"Old man, don't sell it. When I sell the medicine, I'll give you these four words!"

The old man was also a real man. He quickly shook his head:

"I can't afford it, young man. I can't afford at least 200000 of these four words."

Yang Qiu shivered all over. He quickly stood up and said simply:

"Sir, how much do you say? I sold it! "

Yang Qiu made a quick decision and said in her heart, what medicine do I still sell? Originally, Huitian pill was going to be priced at 10000 yuan. Unexpectedly, these four words are worth a million. If you don't refine pills tomorrow, set up a stall to sell words.

If you buy a month's words, you can probably scrape up money for a furnace of pills, right?

There are many people in the night market. The conversation between Yang Qiu and the old man soon attracted a large crowd of onlookers. In addition to those who really came out to buy medicine, they are some old greasy sticks with sharp eyes. Yang Qiu's four words are really rare. Master's handwriting, if auctioned, more than one million.

At this time, outside the crowd, a man and a woman came.

The man's figure is not very tall, but he has a very special momentum. He looks like he is in his forties. If you look at him more, it gives people a feeling of towering mountains. That momentum is really steep as a mountain.

The girl, obviously a man's daughter, has beautiful appearance and can be called the best beauty.

"Dad, let's go and have a look!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and then walked in. As soon as he saw the four words, his eyes lit up.

Then his eyes focused on the box.

"Young man, what are you selling?"

Yang Qiu is still depressed. If he wants to write, he can write for ten days and ten nights. It's nothing at all. His best skill is alchemy.

Although words can sell for money, after all, his original intention is to sell medicine, and this elixir, but he refined a furnace of elixir after he came to the world.

Seeing that someone finally got to the point, Yang Qiu quickly smiled and said:

"Uncle, this is Huitian pill. It's made by the old man at home. Grandpa's body is inconvenient, so let me set up a stall."

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned:

"Huitian pill? What do you mean? "

Yang Qiu wanted to pat her chest and said:

"As the name suggests, of course, Huitian is powerful. No matter what disease or how heavy it is, as long as I take this Huitian pill in the afternoon, I dare not say that the medicine will cure the disease, but I will return to normal immediately. There is no problem."

The onlookers burst out a burst of laughter.

"This boy, boasting without making a draft, is also a charlatan."

"Yes, it really has that effect. Do you still use it to set up a stall here?"

"Ha ha, I thought it was selling words, but it was selling medicine. Boy, what kind of pill are you going to sell? How much are you going to sell?"

Yang Qiu was ridiculed. He was a little depressed and said casually:

"A million, love to buy or not!"