The voting ratio was really miserable. Those who have votes, please vote for Tang Shui.
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"Ah Hsuan, where did Thirteenth Aunt go? She disappeared after dinner." Huang Fei-hung lifted the curtain and walked out of the pharmacy. He saw Master Huang bowing and collecting the herbs on the ground.
"Oh, Master, Thirteenth Aunt said that Boss Zhang of the opera troupe asked her to help take photos of a new play for publicity." Ye Xuan raised his head and thought for a while.
"Sigh, she's a woman. How can she not be at home all day?" Huang Fei-hung frowned and shook his head with a sigh. He then asked Ye Xuan, "Where are Ah Su and Ah Kai?"
"The two senior brothers just went to Uncle Zhang's house to collect the herbs. Master, what's the matter?" Ye Xuan collected the herbs and asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing. The Southern Safflower Medicine suddenly ran out. I wanted to ask Ah Kai to buy some." Huang Fei-hung waved his hand and said.
"There's no need to wait for senior brother. Master, I'll go." Ye Xuan smiled and went to buy the medicine.
"Okay, here, here's your money!" Seeing that Ye Xuan was about to leave, Huang Feihong hurriedly took out a string of copper coins and handed it to Ye Xuan.
"No need, Master. I have the money!"
Ye Xuan didn't take the money from Huang Fei-hung. After being here for a few months, Ye Xuan knew that Huang Fei-hung didn't have a good life. His income was meager, but he had to support the people in such a big pharmacy. He also often treated the poor people for free. When Ye Xuan came to this world, the system prepared one hundred silver dollars and one hundred silver horns for him. One silver dollar was equivalent to ten silver horns, and one silver horn was equivalent to one hundred copper coins. At this time, the price was three copper coins for a steamed bun.
Ye Xuan had been in Poh Chi Lam for a long time. He basically lived and ate in Poh Chi Lam. He had no chance to use money. He didn't even finish spending one silver horn in a few months. He thought of giving the money to Huang Fei-hung, but Huang Fei-hung insisted on not accepting it. In the end, he could only keep it himself and leave it in Poh Chi Lam when he left.
"It's going to rain. Remember to bring an umbrella!" Huang Fei-hung didn't insist. He smiled and watched Ye Xuan run away. He looked at the lightning flashing in the sky.
"Got it, master!" Ye Xuan grabbed the oilcloth umbrella by the door and strode toward the pharmacy.
Ye Xuan walked a few streets and arrived at the largest Fushan Apothecary Hall in the vicinity. He said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, give me five pounds of safflower."
"Thank you. One yuan for five copper coins. Just give me one yuan." The shopkeeper smiled as he carried a bag of safflower.
Ye Xuan took out a silver dollar and handed it over. He carried the bag of safflower and was about to leave.
Rumble! Rumble!
A few claps of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. Then, rain began to fall rapidly. The entire world suddenly became a world of rain.
"Fortunately, I listened to master and took the umbrella!" Ye Xuan smiled. He opened the oilcloth umbrella in his hand and walked into the rain.
"Ding! System Quest: Obtain at least 50% of Yan Zhendong's favorability. (Time: Before the movie ends. If the quest succeeds, you will be rewarded with 3000 Cultivation Points. If the quest fails, you will be deducted 1500 Cultivation Points.) "
Hearing the system's voice in his mind, Ye Xuan was suddenly startled. He stood in the rain and asked the system, "Who is Yan Zhendong?"
The system did not respond at all. Ye Xuan almost went crazy. He thought about it, but he did not know anyone named Yan Zhendong in this world. F * ck, if you want me to obtain his favorability, you should at least let me know him. I don't even know him, so how am I supposed to obtain favorability? Ye Xuan suspected that the system had just been struck by lightning.
Holding the umbrella and the safflower, Ye Xuan gloomily walked in the rain. Suddenly, Ye Xuan's footsteps stopped in front of a restaurant.
Ye Xuan did not want to seek pleasure, so he ignored the voices of the girls above him. Instead, he placed his attention on the door of a restaurant across the street.
There was nothing special about this restaurant. What was special was a middle-aged man who was currently performing in front of the restaurant.
In the heavy rain, the middle-aged man was bare-chested. The braid on the back of his head was coiled around his neck, and he was biting a piece of rag in his mouth. Two spears were pressed against the doorsill of the restaurant, while the other spear tip was pressed against the middle-aged man's neck.
If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely think that this street performer was just using some tricks to cheat money out of the people. However, Ye Xuan had practiced martial arts for a few months. Although it was only a short period of time, his eyesight was different from that of an ordinary person. He could tell that the spear tip against the middle-aged man's neck was definitely real.
The middle-aged man supported himself with both hands, and the muscles on his body bulged like rocks. His entire body emitted an explosive sound of bones grinding against each other, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He took a step forward with his left leg, and the two spears that were pressed against his neck did not pierce his neck. Instead, the spears bent as if they had received a huge force.
Pa pa!!!
The middle-aged man exerted force again, and the spears made two crisp sounds. The two spears broke in the middle, and fell to the street in four pieces.
Clang! Clang clang! — —
The people in the restaurant who were watching threw out money. The middle-aged man hurriedly squatted down to pick them up, but found that they were all copper coins. All of them added up was not even enough to buy the two broken spears. He could not help but sigh in disappointment.
Just as the middle-aged man got up to pick up the broken spears and was about to leave, he saw a young man holding an umbrella in one hand and a cloth bag in the other walking towards him.
"Senior, good martial arts!" Ye Xuan walked in front of the middle-aged man and said in admiration.
"Insignificant skill, not worth mentioning!" The middle-aged man said modestly with his fists cupped, but his face was full of confidence.
"Senior is too modest." Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and handed the cloth bag containing the red flower to the hand holding the umbrella. He took out three silver coins from his bosom and handed them over, saying, "Junior sees that Senior seems to be in a bit of trouble. This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
"This …" The middle-aged man looked at the three silver coins in Ye Xuan's palm. He wanted to refuse, but he also wanted to accept it. He clenched his fists and put them down, his eyes full of struggle.
"Senior, money is the courage of a hero. I am a martial artist, and I consider myself a hero. How can I be so wishy-washy over a few silver coins? If Senior really doesn't accept this junior's offer, then take it as my fee for watching Senior's consummate skill. "Ye Xuan saw the expression on the middle-aged man's face and could only say in a serious tone.
"Good! I, Shandong Iron Shirt Yan Zhendong, thank you, Young Master. " When the middle-aged man heard Ye Xuan's words, he raised his eyebrows and reached out to take the three silver coins from Ye Xuan's hand. He cupped his fists and said.
"What, you are Yan Zhendong?" When he heard the middle-aged man's words, Ye Xuan said in surprise.
"Young Master has heard of my name?" Yan Zhendong looked at Ye Xuan in surprise.
"No, I haven't." Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Ye Xuan quickly shook his head and said, "Senior, please don't call this junior Young Master. This junior is not a Young Master. This junior's name is Ye Xuan, a nobody."
"So it is Young Master Ye!" Yan Zhendong cupped his fists and said. Indeed, three silver coins in one go made Yan Zhendong think that Ye Xuan was a young master from a rich family.
"Hehe!" Hearing Yan Zhendong call him that, Ye Xuan smiled helplessly. Seeing the rain getting heavier, he didn't want to stay any longer. He cupped his fists and said, "This rain is getting heavier. This junior has something to do, so I will leave first. Senior, we will meet again."
"See you!" Yan Zhendong cupped his fists and stood in the rain, watching Ye Xuan leave with his umbrella.
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