"Zhou Yang, about what happened today …"
Cheng Qiaoqing said awkwardly.
"There's no need to say anything. You don't have to go to the Drunken Immortal House anymore. If you don't mind, you can follow me and be my guard. I'll give you 100,000 star jades a year." Zhou Yang smiled. Although the owner of the Drunken Immortal House was not simple, he did not show up earlier. Clearly, he had tacitly allowed Zhou Yang to take Cheng Qiaoqing away.
"100,000 … I don't even have the status of a Rising Star. How can I be worth 100,000?" Cheng Qiaoqing lowered her head. She had always been able to get a salary based on her status. She knew this.
"I can even invite you two. As for the Lin Family, I will talk to them. I believe they will still give me face."
The Lin Family was naturally Lady Jiu's Lin Family. With his status, the Lin Family would not reject his small request.
"Alright, we will be your guards in the future. However, we don't need the annual salary." Cheng Qiaoqing blushed when she recalled what she said in front of the Meteorite Tower.
"It's already night. Let's go to the night market." Zhou Yang did not argue. He just looked at the nearby plaza.
"There are many good things in the county's free market. I want to go take a look," Cheng Feng said happily.
The three of them quickly arrived at the free market. Zhou Yang looked around and saw hundreds of people setting up stalls. Most of them were selling pills, weapons, or some strange things.
The free market was mostly filled with cultivators. They would sell things they did not need here to earn star jades or barter for other things.
The three of them walked around for a while but did not find anything they liked. At this time, Zhou Yang suddenly saw a "familiar person".
"Isn't that Xiong Kun?" Cheng Feng said.
"Isn't he an alchemist? Does he need money too?" Zhou Yang smiled.
"Young Master, Xiong Kun is a filial son. He wants to refine the Youth Retaining Pill because of his mother. Unfortunately, his mother passed away not long ago. He is probably disheartened and is preparing to sell his property and leave the county," Cheng Qiaoqing said with some regret.
"For mother …"
Zhou Yang sighed. He did not expect this guy to be like him. He immediately walked to Xiong Kun's stall.
"It's you, Zhou Yang …" Xiong Kun frowned.
"So you know me." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Humph, don't compare me to those bastards in the restaurant," Xiong Kun said proudly.
Zhou Yang didn't mind. Most alchemists were proud.
"What are you selling?" Zhou Yang asked.
"Age-retaining Pill!" Xiong Kun thought for a moment and said.
Age-retaining Pill!
Zhou Yang was overjoyed. "You've succeeded?"
"That's right, it took me a few years to gather enough materials to successfully refine it. Unfortunately …" Xiong Kun's eyes started to tear up.
"I want to buy it. How much?"
"You want to buy …" Xiong Kun suddenly showed a very disdainful look, "I heard about your deeds before, and I thought you were a big shot, but I didn't expect you to be like those playboys, really disappointing."
Zhou Yang frowned. Wasn't it just buying a Face Retaining Pill? Why was he acting like a playboy? He then looked at Xiong Kun and saw that he was sizing up Cheng Qiaoqing. Suddenly, he understood.
This guy thought he was buying it for Cheng Qiaoqing.
"Name a price." He was too lazy to explain.
"Five hundred thousand, if you don't want to buy it." Xiong Kun closed his eyes and sat down.
"Brother Kun, Zhou Yang didn't buy it for me. Don't misunderstand." Cheng Qiaoqing obviously saw through it.
"If he didn't buy it for you, he would buy it for that Miss Ye. All the young masters of big families are the same, no different from that Yuchi." Xiong Kun said disdainfully.
Zhou Yang didn't want to argue with Xiong Kun, but for his mother, he could only continue to waste his breath.
"To be honest, Brother Kun, my mother's disfigurement has always been a sore point of mine. I only bought the Face Retaining Pill for my mother."
"For your mother …"
Xiong Kun was stunned and said, "You didn't say that on purpose because you know about my deeds, right?"
Zhou Yang was a little unhappy and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the Zhou family, or you can ask Master Sima Yan. As for the pill, if you want to sell it, I'll pay you three hundred thousand. If you think it's not enough, I can pay you five hundred thousand. I don't have that much money right now, so I can only make it up in a few days."
"Master Sima … It seems like you really didn't lie to me. Sigh … I didn't expect there to be someone in the same situation as me in this world …" Xiong Kun cried again. His mother was like Zhou Yang's mother. Her body was weak and couldn't be cured. Before she died, her wish was to see her younger self. Unfortunately, her wish didn't come true.
"People say that you don't do proper work and only want to refine this flashy but impractical Face Retaining Pill. In my opinion, there is nothing more real than filial piety in this world. Whether Brother Kun sells my Face Retaining Pill or not, Brother Kun is worthy of my respect."
Zhou Yang didn't flatter him on purpose. He was just putting himself in Xiong Kun's shoes.
"Haha … No matter why you said that, I'll give you this pill. However, I can't give it to you for free. Give me the cost price, two hundred and fifty thousand." Xiong Kun laughed and took out a white jade pill from the box.
"Is this the Face Retaining Pill?"
A silvery voice came from behind Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang turned around to look and was immediately stunned.
The girl behind him looked as if she had walked out from a painting. She was so beautiful that nothing could compare. Compared to Yan Qingcheng, this girl was a little more agile and immature. She was less arrogant and lonely. The two of them could be said to be on par.
The only girl in the county city who could be compared to Yan Qingcheng was the Young Princess Tang Yuewu.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a fairy before?" Tang Yuewu glared at Zhou Yang. Immediately after, she scurried to the front and looked at the Face Retaining Pill curiously.
"Does the Young Princess like this Face Retaining Pill?"
A large group of people walked to the front of the stall and clustered around Tang Yuewu. The person in the lead was a handsome young man in a purple robe.
"Yuchi …" Xiong Kun shot a glance at the purple-robed young man, then put the pill back into the box.
One of the top ten young masters, Yuchi Zhenjie!
Zhou Yang sized up Yuchi Zhenjie. This was the first time he saw this number one genius of the county city. He only felt that this person had an elegant demeanor. He had the same arrogance as Xu Pengfei between his brows.
And beside Yuchi Zhenjie was Chang An, whom he met at the restaurant earlier. At this moment, he was looking at him with a malicious smile. "Junior Brother Xiong, the quality of your Face Retaining Pill is really not bad. How about this, I'll make the decision. You give this Face Retaining Pill to the Young Princess, and I'll let you return to the Pill Hall." Yuchi Zhenjie said with a smile.
This short sentence not only gave Tang Yuewu a favor, but also gave Yuchi Zhenjie a favor.
Unfortunately, Xiong Kun obviously wouldn't accept it, "I don't care. I've already sold this Face Retaining Pill to Zhou Yang."
"Zhou Yang … Who is Zhou Yang? Which Zhou Yang?" Tang Yuewu pouted and said unhappily.
PJO First Issue H2 # 703 ● ● 7 (T5 # 9)
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