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But how to open this head.

Zhang Feng pondered for a while, but didn't speak.

Wait until the tea comes.

Small talk.

Shopkeeper Li knew about Zhang Feng, and also knew that Zhang Feng was not easy to talk about, so he opened the topic for Zhang Feng and said, "Brother Zhang is a master, a master of our chamber of commerce!"

When shopkeeper Li said this, he joked again: "I heard that Chairman Zheng collected some boxing manuals a few years ago. Would you like to take a look?"

President Zheng didn't speak, but looked at the butler next to him.

The butler ran out without saying a word.

After a while, he came back with a few atlases in his arms, and put his hands on Zhang Feng's desk.

"Brother Zhang, take a look." Chairman Zheng smiled kindly.

Zhang Feng wasn't polite either, but when he opened up the atlases, he found that they were all casual ways of playing.

To sum it up, he is the same wild way as himself.

Can learn and read, but not as exciting as the cheat books like Baji Liangyi Zhuang.

But talking is better than nothing, if you can understand it thoroughly, you will learn some new tricks and summarize it into your own fighting experience.

And more importantly, among so many cheats, are there any secret recipes such as "medicine prescriptions and medicinal wines".

For those who practice martial arts, the effect of supplementary drugs such as medicated diet and bath is self-evident.

The skills of many disciples are all real gold and silver medicinal materials, which are fed alive and rubbed with medicinal wine.

Just at the same time.

President Zheng chatted with shopkeeper Li for a few words, and saw Zhang Feng flipping through the books quickly, so he thought that this little brother Zhang didn't like these cheat books.

So he stood up, walked to Zhang Feng, picked up a cheat book and explained,

"Brother Zhang, there are only these atlases in the Chamber of Commerce. After all, we are not a martial artist, and we do not specialize in this business. And if we accept the atlases of other people's martial arts, if people know about them, there will be many things, and we can't afford to mess with them."

"President Zheng misunderstood." Zhang Feng got up and explained when he heard President Zheng's misunderstanding: "I read it so quickly, but I actually wanted to see if there are any formulas such as medicinal bath, medicinal prescription, medicinal diet, medicinal wine, etc."

"Prescription?" Hearing this word, Chairman Zheng closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he said, "I heard what Brother Zhang said, if you are looking for prescriptions specifically, then I will tell you about a person, shopkeeper Wu from the Chengbei Herbal Medicine Shop .

Anyway, he is too old to use it.

If brother Zhang is not busy, just ask and mention my name, and he should come up with some prescriptions that brother Zhang said.

As for whether the prescriptions and medicinal wine he took out will be useful to brother Zhang, I can't guarantee this. "

"There is a real prescription" Zhang Feng thought for a moment, and expressed his thanks with fists together. "Thank you President Zheng."

"Thank you." President Zheng put down his book, "We are all members of the chamber of commerce, and it is right to help each other. When my family has something to do, just don't push each other away."

'Tap' Zhang Feng solemnly clasped his fists again, without saying anything.

Chairman Zheng also solemnly returned the gift when he saw him.

A few more small talk later.

Leave the mansion.

Zhang Feng thought about it, choosing a day would be better than bumping into it, and planned to go to the pharmacy in the north of the city today.

Farewell to shopkeeper Li.

Go north of the city.

Pass through Wutiao Street all the way, through the crowd, and come to the pharmacy President Zheng mentioned.

This pharmacy is located on the south side of the street. Its style is similar to that of ordinary houses, with a small area of ​​more than 60 square meters and a small yard behind it.

Compared with the cloth shop opened by shopkeeper Li in the downtown area in the east of the city, it is not a little bit worse.

Walking in the door, a faint smell of Chinese medicine wafts through the room.

Zhang Feng took a glance and saw an old man taking medicine for a patient.

Without making a sound, she waited quietly at the door.

Simultaneously.

The old man is the shopkeeper Wu mentioned by President Zheng.

He is a bit rickety, about fifty years old, and his hair is half white.

He grabbed a few medicinal herbs by the medicine cabinet and handed them to the patient. After paying the money, he counted the number and waited for the number to be right before the customer left.

He just looked at Zhang Feng at the door, and asked, "Pick up the medicine or not?"

"Find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Looking at Zhang Fengsheng's appearance, shopkeeper Wu was sure he didn't know him, so he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"President Zheng asked me to come." Zhang Feng walked to the counter, cupped his fists and saluted, "The old man is shopkeeper Wu, right? He said that the old man has prescriptions for medicinal wine here."

"Yeah, listening to the words medicine, wine and prescription, I know President Zheng asked you to take the things."

Shopkeeper Wu nodded, then shook his head, "That's the only thing he thinks of me."

As he spoke, he walked out of the counter slowly, walking towards the backyard, and at the same time seemed to be getting older, not sure, afraid of hearing it wrong, so he reconfirmed, "Is it really President Zheng of Liangcheng who asked you to come and pick up the things?"

Zhang Feng followed beside him, just about to answer.

Shopkeeper Wu suddenly stepped forward with his left leg in the next moment, twisted his body, and thrust his right arm back, like a spear, stabbing towards Zhang Feng's heart!

Pulling the gun in one hand and returning to the horse, there was no trembling like before.

But when Zhang Feng saw it, he put his right hand on his wrist and squeezed it, and put his other hand on his arm and pushed it.

'Pa-ta' Shopkeeper Wu staggered a few steps forward before turning around and standing still.

It is also shopkeeper Wu's body and strength, which is still not as tough as when he was young.

Otherwise, the sudden blow just now.

Zhang Feng felt that he might not be able to completely parry it, so he fought back.

However, if a person with low martial arts skills was suddenly returned by shopkeeper Wu, he would probably have to hold his chest and hurt for a while.

"Introduction by an acquaintance, do you have to show the signboard first?"

Zhang Feng looked at the shopkeeper Wu who was moving his arms, and said with a smile: "The old man is dragging the gun back to the horse, what scene is it playing?"

Shopkeeper Wu shook his aching arm, "If you don't type or try your hand, how will you know what good prescription to give you later?"

Zhang Feng looked at shopkeeper Wu, "Then what do you think I'm suitable for?"

Shopkeeper Wu smiled,

"Excellent!"

Chapter 12 Lord Liu

Shopkeeper Wu finished his sentence and went to the backyard.

Zhang Feng followed and saw shopkeeper Wu walking, and he no longer pretended to be rickety.

"Come to our Liangcheng more than ten years ago"

When Shopkeeper Wu saw Zhang Fengwang, he sighed a little, "Thanks to the pity of President Zheng, he took me in for a while, and gave me my current shop."

He said, instead of entering the hut in the courtyard, he bent down by the wall, took out a brick on the wall, and then took out a box from the wall,

"In the past ten years, there have been many Lianjiazi in the Chamber of Commerce, but unfortunately none of them are really good at it."

He opened the box, took out several yellowed animal skins, and unfolded them.

"Today, I saw it. It's just a pity, if I were twenty years younger, I would definitely help my brother."

When shopkeeper Wu said this, he fell into memory for a moment, probably lamenting that time is not forgiving.

Zhang Feng ignored him, but looked at the animal skins, and saw that there was a faint light on the prescriptions.

'Item: Dieda Medicinal Wine Formula'

Type: Auxiliary item

Quality: Tier [-], Purple

Medicinal formula

Auxiliary

first order, blue

Salvia Medicinal Bath

Auxiliary

first order, blue

Healthy Pill Recipe

Auxiliary

'Quality: Tier [-], Cyan'

Four prescriptions were placed on the table, all of which were rare items.

Among them, Zhang Feng has heard the name of the 'Strengthening Pill'.

I clearly remember that this 'first-order cyan-level prescription' was something that was sold at a sky-high price in the early stage of the game!

But not counting the physical strength, just counting the other three items, in the early stage of the game, only some big forces and strong people can have them, and they are all hard to find.

For a while, Zhang Feng's first reaction when he saw these objects was to lament President Zheng's line, there are really good objects!

But after that, I looked at the various precious medicinal materials on the prescription, such as bear paw, velvet antler, ginseng, cordyceps, etc., a total of nearly 100 kinds of medicinal materials.

Zhang Feng's second reaction was that these prescriptions required so many herbs and they were so expensive!

When I bought this version, I just poured money into the stove and burned it.

Shopkeeper Wu didn't lie to himself.

From the perspective of spending money in this way, it is indeed superior.

Zhang Feng thought about it, stretched out his hand to take it, thought for a while, but clasped his fists again and said: "The old man's hand dragged the gun back to the horse, can you teach me?"

Zhang Feng said that sometimes practicing martial arts is like playing a competitive game by himself. His game operation has reached its peak and he cannot break through again in a short time.

But when I saw a new routine, it was like accidentally seeing a video of a great master on the Internet.

Suddenly, I felt, oh, so there is such an operation?

The same is true for martial arts, which are all peak skills summed up by everyone in martial arts, which is refreshing.

It is good to be able to learn.

Shopkeeper Wu looked at Zhang Feng, and directly put on the gun-towing frame before, without any secrets.

It is also the prescription that has been given, and it is still short of two hands.

Seeing him nodding, Zhang Feng cupped his fists first, then touched his shoulders, back, and crotch, feeling the source of the force.

Close your eyes and think for a few breaths.

Zhang Feng took a few steps back, and also put on the air of dragging the gun.

Just a few seconds later, Zhang Feng withdrew the shelf again, lunged slightly with his legs, raised his left and right arms, and placed them into a Baji Liangyi pile.

"Cross strength? Is it an eight-pole frame?"

Shopkeeper Wu took a few glances, and suddenly understood that Zhang Feng seemed to want to imitate his drag gun, but in fact he wanted to borrow the meaning of "martial arts exchange", and took the opportunity to put out the Liangyi pile that is not known in the martial arts, and then came to return him The prescription favor.

But no matter what.

Opportunity was at hand, shopkeeper Wu immediately withdrew his airs, circled around Zhang Feng a few times, and just like Zhang Feng did before, clasped his fists in return, clapped his hands a few times, and tried his best.

As for how this pile came from, and whether Zhang Feng is a member of the martial arts.

Shopkeeper Wu felt that he was a doctor in a pharmacy, so he just learned and didn't ask.

But he hadn't seen Zhang Feng's prescription before, and he knew that the origin of this shelf was probably wrong, maybe it was snatched by this little brother Zhang after he killed someone in the martial arts.