Chapter 317
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Was there something wrong with his eyes, or was there something wrong with his ears? His master actually said such words to a little girl???
Old Mr. Pei's disciple walked up to Old Mr. Pei. "Master, what are you doing..."
Old Mr. Pei glanced at his disciple in disdain. "You are both human. Why are you so stupid?"
His disciple: "?"
Old Mr. Pei ignored him. He suddenly recalled something and turned to look at Huo Yao before he said, "Huo Yao, are you busy?"
"Go ahead," said Huo Yao helplessly.
Old Mr. Pei was too difficult to deal with nowadays. Even if she slipped away now, he would come looking for her on WeChat.
"Come on. Have a seat. Let me take a look at a book."
Old Mr. Pei was afraid that Huo Yao would run away, so he grabbed Huo Yao's arm and pulled her to a chair. He turned to his disciple and said, "Hurry up and make a pot of tea for Huo Yao!"
His disciple was startled by Old Mr. Pei's scolding. He quickly composed himself and went to get the tea leaves.
What kind of explosive did his master eat today?!
Wasn't he usually so amiable?!
Old Mr. Pei walked behind the counter and opened a drawer with a key. He took out a yellowed book and handed it to Huo Yao like it was his treasure.
"Take a look at this book."
His disciple's eyes widened involuntarily when he saw the book in Huo Yao's hands.
How could his master show such a precious book to an outsider?!
Didn't he treasure it so much?
His disciple could not help looking at Huo Yao again. Who was this young lady? Why was his master, a man of virtue and prestige, so respectful to her? Nine Peaches
Huo Yao only flipped through the first few pages before putting the book down.
Old Mr. Pei could not help stroking his beard when he noticed that she had only read a few pages. "Why aren't you reading?"
Huo Yao pressed her forehead and said helplessly, "It's all incomplete prescriptions. There's nothing to read."
She wanted to tell him that it was trash prescriptions, but she was afraid that it would hurt him. Moreover, he was an old man. What if he blackmailed her?
A look of realization flashed across Old Mr. Pei's eyes. After some time, he said, "To be honest, this book was passed down from the older generation. I've studied it for most of my life, but I still haven't figured out how to make it."
Huo Yao had a complicated look on her face. She went silent for a few seconds before she said, "The medicine made from an incomplete formula is defective. It's not only ineffective, but it's also a waste of ingredients. Why don't we throw it away?"
Old Mr. Pei suddenly fell into a daze when he heard the words' might as well '.
How could he not understand the deeper meaning behind such words coming from the mouth of a top alchemist?
This book had been treated as a treasure by the older generation and had been passed down from generation to generation, but in the end, it was just a piece of trash … No wonder he could not comprehend these formulas no matter how hard he tried.
Huo Yao noticed how devastated Old Mr. Pei was, so she did not say anything else. Instead, she stood up and said, "I should go too."
Soon, she left with the medicine.
Old Mr. Pei finally composed himself after a long time. His eyes landed on the yellowed book on the table as he laughed bitterly. "I'm getting old."
He picked up the book and placed it back in the drawer.
His disciple was still holding a pot of freshly brewed tea. When he saw that Old Mr. Pei had left, he was stunned for a moment before he turned to look at Old Mr. Pei. "Master, who exactly is that Huo Yao?"
Old Mr. Pei glanced at him without saying a word.
"Oh yes. This young lady came by last time. I even mentioned to you that the ingredients she wanted were rather special. I think they were for making incense..." muttered his disciple.
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