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Yang Fan prepared a Silver-Ringed Snake Broth to dispel the poison within everyone's bodies. Although he had applied some cooling oil on everyone, it was still better for them to heal as soon as possible, both internally and externally.

Yang Fan took out the Many-Banded Krait from his bag, tied the snake's head with a rope, and hung it on a branch. Using a sharp knife, he cut open the snake's stomach, removed its internal organs, peeled off its skin, and took out its gall bladder.

Amongst everyone here, Wang Da Fu was the one who suffered the most, so in the end, he was the one who took the snake gall. Wang Da Fu pinched his nose with a bitter look on his face.

Song Bowen's bodyguard carried a military pot. Yang Fan used three pieces of stone to build a simple stove. He picked up some dry wood to light the fire, and used the military pot to fill the stream with water. Then, he placed it over the fire.

Yang then took the peeled Many-Banded Snakes to the water's edge and cleaned them. He then chopped the snake meat into 3 cm long pieces on a clean bluestone.

At this time, the water in the military pot had already started boiling. Yang Fan poured the snake meat into the pot to boil it for a while, then scooped it out and washed it with clean water.

He added the ginger, onion, and even Yang Fan to a jar of Spatial Elixir from his bag, added some, and started it on fire. He removed the floating foam, changed it to a small fire, and began to simmer slowly.

Everyone was dumbstruck. That fellow Yang Fan even brought ginger, spring onion, and a jar of medicinal wine into his backpack. This fellow really didn't mind being heavy!

When Yang Fan saw everyone's astonished expression, he couldn't help but secretly laugh. This is only just now; if it wasn't for the fact that I was afraid of exposing my brother's secret, I would have pulled out a motorcycle for you.

After roasting the snake meat for about an hour, Yang Fan used his chopsticks to try it out and found that the snake meat had already been stewed to a crisp.

Yang Fan picked up the green onions and ginger from the pot and added in the fine salt and MSG, indicating that everyone could drink.

Actually, Yang Fan didn't even need to call out. Everyone was already itching for action, the fragrance of the snake broth had already made them salivate. If not for the fact that they still had reason, they would have long rushed over to snatch the food.

Although this wasn't the first time Yang Fan had eaten a serpent soup, this was the first time he had eaten a serpent soup with Spatial Springs. Although it was the first time Yang Fan had eaten a serpent soup, this was the first time he had eaten a Space Springs.

Furthermore, there were ginger and spring onions growing in the space. It would be strange if the taste was bad.

This fragrance was simply indescribable. It was at least ten times better than the beef soup that his uncle Zhong Run cooked.

Looking at Song Bo Wen, Wang Da Fu, and Song Bo Wen's three bodyguards, they didn't seem to find it hot at all. They were all covered in sweat from drinking wine, and their faces were flushed red.

Yang Fan had just drunk a small bowl, and when he went to scoop it up again, he discovered that the pot was already empty. There wasn't a single drop left in the pot, and it was even cleaner than a dog's lick.

"Good boy, I didn't expect your culinary skills to be so great. How about you stop farming at home and follow me to Southeast Asia? To be my personal chef, with a salary of one hundred thousand dollars a month. "

Song Bowen felt that after he drank the snake soup, the burning pain on his face immediately disappeared by half. In addition to the never before tasted snake soup, he was immediately subdued by Yang Fan's snake soup. He actually wanted to invite him to be a professional chef.

Although Wang Dafu didn't say anything, he could tell from his shiny eyes that this fella was also full of praise for Yang Fan's culinary skills. If it wasn't for Song Bowen stealing them first, he would probably have invited Yang Fan to be his chef.

"Hehe, this is not because of my skills, it's all thanks to my secret medicinal wine. You all don't believe me when I told you yesterday, the recipe for the medicinal wine was really given by the gods in the mountains. It can prolong one's life, improve their beauty, and help their youth."

Saying this, Yang Fan paused for a moment, looked meaningfully at Song Bowen, and then continued, "At your age, Old Man Song, if you drink my secret medicine often, you might even be able to add a fat kid."

He finally understood why he felt refreshed today. Even after running into the mountain for a long time, he still didn't feel as tired as he did before, so it turned out that it was all because of the secret medicine wine he drank yesterday!

Song Bo Wen and Wang Da Fu were both elites, smarter than monkeys. Since Song Bo Wen understood the benefits of medicinal wine, there was no reason that Wang Da Fu couldn't understand: "Brother Yang, I've already said yesterday, I'll name the price for how much medicinal wine you have!"

"I don't know how much it would cost, but I can give you a reference. In our Crystal Palace hotel in Jiang-Nan city, we sell this kind of wine, with a limit of one cup for each member, each cup costs one tael, and the price is 2880. And this is only because the beautiful owner of the Crystal Palace is crying and yelling that she bought some from me, not because she's beautiful …" Cough cough, it's really pitiful. I wouldn't sell it to her at such a low price. "

Yang Fan didn't say what price he was selling it at, instead he said the crystal palace's selling price, all for the sake of raising the price of the Space Medicinal Wine. If he were to sell it to Song Bowen and Wang Dafu for ten thousand yuan per jar, why would he waste so much energy by directly selling it to Bai Mei?

Song Bowen and Wang Dafu were both old geezers in the business world, so they immediately knew what Yang Fan's intentions were.

However, the two of them did not care. To the two rich people, regardless of the price, whether it was ten thousand yuan per jar or a hundred thousand yuan per jar, there was no difference at all. It was just like how there was a difference between a normal person's money and a single cent.

"Brat, I'm not going to haggle with you over the price. Fifty thousand yuan per pot, how about I buy as much as you have?"

"Brother Yang, I'll also bid 50,000 yuan, half of it is yours. As for the rest, it's Mr. Song's guest, alright?"

Yang Fan silently cursed in his heart. These two fellows were pretty well-coordinated, yet they didn't raise the price. How could he be so cunning? How could he let you guys fool me so easily? Otherwise, the story of that demoness fighting would have been narrated in vain.

"My two big bosses, you only need to know that my medicinal wine is more effective, do you know what kind of medicinal ingredients are needed to concoct the medicinal wine?" To tell you the truth, just the amount of medicinal ingredients needed to brew each jar of wine costs over ten thousand, not to mention the content of my secret recipe. I heard that knowledge is the most valuable thing, right? "

Yang Fan didn't want to sell the Space Medicinal Wine on a large scale. Rare items needed to be sold, so they couldn't be sold for too little. Since these two rich people were rich, if he didn't try to rob them, he would let down his Space Springs.