Chapter 155

So ye Ziheng began to think about how to make money.

Ye Ziheng is not only a martial artist, but also a martial artist in the second level environment. He is very powerful, and he is also a master of divination. His mind power is quite good.

But none of this is for eggs, because no one needs them.

At this time, ye Ziheng suddenly thought of he Qiming and Yang Di.

Both of them have made a promise to ye Ziheng. As long as ye Ziheng joins them, they can give ye Ziheng very good treatment.

Yang Di said that he paid ye Ziheng 3W a month, while he Qiming said that he absolutely gave ye Ziheng more than Yang Di.

Why don't you join one first?

But soon, ye Ziheng himself denied the idea.

There are too many restrictions to join in these things. What's more, they may have to tell them about their real master. At that time, they mistakenly think that they have a thigh and are going to mess around, causing trouble for themselves.

Of course, these things are just what ye Ziheng thinks. It's not certain whether they will happen, but it's better to be careful if they don't happen.

Then ye Ziheng began to think about making money again.

Don't know how to sell pills? Ye Ziheng suddenly thought that he remembered that last time he heard from Li ruohai, he thought that the real danyao was rarely sold in the small-scale martial trade market like Qingmu city. Even if it was sold by auction, he didn't know the price.

It seems that next time Li ruohai comes over, he must ask.

After thinking about this, ye Ziheng waved again, and the sack full of herbs appeared in his hand.

Ye Ziheng looks at the time on his watch, 19:00.

At 21:00, I will go to feed the stray cat with linya. There are two hours in between.

According to yesterday's experience, it takes half an hour to refine powder, one hour to absorb, and two hours before and after.

So ye Ziheng took out the tripod and began to refine the pills.

Because of the increase in the number of herbs, ye Ziheng obviously used more herbs this time than yesterday. However, in order to ensure that he could absorb the power within one hour, ye Ziheng did not put too much, but added some in the right amount.

20 minutes later, ye Ziheng's powder is refined. This time, it's 10 minutes better than yesterday, which is also very good.

Ye Ziheng went to the front of the refrigerator, opened the door of the frozen layer, took out several bottles of ice water that had been put into the refrigerator last night, walked into the bathroom, put them into the bathtub, and then let them drain.

Then ye Ziheng ran to the kitchen again, put the leftovers into the rice cooker to heat, and then ran into the bathroom with the tripod in his arms.

Ye Ziheng pours the powder into the bathtub. I don't know if it's because there are a lot of reasons for using the medicine this time. Ye Ziheng thinks that the color of the water is darker than that of the water last night.

But ye Ziheng didn't pay too much attention to it. He just stepped in. Then came the chilling cold.

Although ye Ziheng is ready in advance, he can't help shivering all over, and his teeth begin to fight.

However, with the experience of last night, ye Ziheng knew that he would adapt to the cold sooner or later, so he took another bite of his teeth, put another foot in, and then the whole person lay down.

Once again, the chill surged into ye Ziheng's heart.