The God Of Medicine Son-in-law

Wang Ye looked at Xia Ziliang who was standing beside him.    

"Mo, why don't you show him the item?"    

Although Xia Ziliang had some doubts about this Zheng guy, Wang Ye was the one who pulled the strings, so he could not say anything.    

"Give it to him."    

He handed the leather bag to Wang Ye.    

"Brother Zheng, this is a treasure of Xia family. My third brother is also taking a risk. If you lie to us, you know the consequences."    

The man with the surname Zheng smiled and took the leather bag from Wang Ye.    

"Alright, don't worry. I just want to see the authenticity of this prescription. If it's true, I'll give you 500,000 silver coins."    

He got up and walked to the door.    

"Hey, Brother Zheng, what's this?"    

"Haha, the person I invited is right next door. Only after he sees it can I decide whether to give you the money or not."    

Wang Ye and Xia Ziliang looked at each other.    

"Alright, Mo, what are we afraid of if this thing is real."    

Xia Ziliang could only nod his head when he heard what he said.    

Zheng smiled and walked out of the room. Xiao Chen turned around and walked out of the room as well. He heard Zheng enter the room as expected.    

"Young Master Chen, look, is it this?"    

The man with the surname Zheng handed the leather bag to Chen Gongqiu.    

"Elder Feng, give me your palm eye."    

Chen Gongqiu pointed.    

Sitting next to Chen Gongqiu was an old man in his 70s. He had a wrinkled face, a goatee, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His glasses were almost as thick as that bottle of wine.    

This man was an old man in the Binjiang Antique Store. His name was Feng Zichen, and his nickname was Feng Xiaozi.    

There was indeed a one meter long pigtail on his head.    

Feng Xiaozi received the leather bag, carefully opened it, and took out the ancient recipe.    

He picked up his glasses and carefully looked at the paper several times before putting it back into the leather bag.    

"Young Master Chen, from the age limit, this piece of paper should have been several hundred years old. Ordinary paper cannot be stored for such a long time, but a piece of paper uses a secret technique. When it was first produced, it was already much thicker than ordinary pieces of paper. "    

"Did you discover anything else?"    

Feng Xiaotie shook her head.    

"Other than the special measurement written with a red pen, I can't tell what's so special about this prescription and this piece of paper."    

Chen Gongqiu looked at Little Q in disappointment.    

"So, this is a prescription?"    

"Yes."    

Chen Gongqiu took the leather bag from Feng Xiaotie's hand.    

He then picked up an identical leather bag from beside him.    

"Give it to them."    

Chen Gongqiu handed the identical leather bag to Zheng.    

"Yes."    

The man turned around and walked out.    

Xiao Chen frowned.    

Did he change his contract?    

It seemed like Chen Gongqiu was prepared for this.    

How did he know that this ancient recipe was stored in a leather bag?    

Xiao Chen felt that Chen Gongqiu must have known something, something that he didn't know yet.    

Wang Ye and Xia Ziliang were no longer useful to him.    

Chen Gongqiu stood up and took out a ticket from his pocket.    

"Elder Feng, this can be considered as the payment for your hard work. Thank you very much. I hope Elder Feng will keep his mouth shut and not tell anyone about what happened today."    

Feng Xiaotie stroked her goatee.    

"Young Master Chen, don't worry. I, Feng Zichen, have been in this business for so many years. How can I not know the rules of this business? I will definitely not tell outsiders about what happened today."    

Chen Gongqiu nodded his head in satisfaction.    

"Someone send Elder Feng off."    

Immediately, four of his subordinates walked forward and brought Feng Xiaotie out.    

Xiao Chen knew that this Feng Xiaotie wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.    

At this moment, Chen Gongqiu sat down and looked at the leather bag in front of him.    

"Young master, what kind of mystery is hidden in this thing? Why, there are so many people who want to get it?"    

"How would I know? I only saw a photo in the hands of those Southern Chu people. It is said that there are only seven formulas like this."    

"Seven?"    

"The Southern Chu people have already gotten one. If this one were to fall into their hands, it would be two. "    

Chen Gongqiu thought for a moment.    

"I asked you to make one more fake. Did you do it?"    

The subordinate beside him immediately took out an identical leather bag from the side.    

"Young Master, take a look."    

"Mm, it's true, it's really true. From what I see, I can't tell if it's real or fake."    

Chen Gongqiu put the two bags together, but he really couldn't tell the difference.    

"Young Master, the one I was looking for is the most powerful master craftsman in North Korea. It is said that many of the counterfeits made by him are kept as treasures. Hahaha..."    

Chen Gongqiu nodded.    

" Alright, you have done a good job in this matter. "    

He handed the real hemostatic formula to his subordinate.    

"Take this back."    

"Yes, sir."    

The subordinate was just about to turn around and leave.    

"Hey, be careful on the way. There are too many people in the Binjiang who want this prescription."    

"Yes, yes, I understand. Young master, even if something happens to me, I won't let anything happen to this prescription."    

Chen Gongqiu waved his hand.    

Xiao Chen saw this.    

In his heart, he already knew that Chen Gongqiu was only one step away from selling this prescription. It seemed like Nan Chu was the one who wanted this prescription.    

Seven hemostatic formulas?    

What kind of secret was hidden inside?    

Xiao Chen stood in front of the fence and looked at Chen Gongqiu's subordinates who had walked out of the New Moon Brothel. He already had a plan in his heart.    

When the man walked into an alley surrounded by a group of people, Xiao Chen jumped down and followed Chen Gongqiu's men.    

In the alley.    

"Uncle Gong, we were followed."    

Uncle Gong, who was hugging the leather bag, trembled slightly.    

"Ah? Where, where?"    

The subordinates who were protecting him turned around and pointed. They saw Xiao Chen walking towards them with his head lowered.    

"You, stop!"    

Uncle Gong pointed at Xiao Chen and shouted.    

"What's the matter?"    

"You, what are you doing?"    

Xiao Chen smiled.    

"Walking."    

"Uncle Gong, this man just appeared in the New Moon Brothel."    

With Chen Gongqiu's subordinates, they had just seen Xiao Chen, so naturally, they recognized him.    

"You went to the New Moon Brothel?"    

Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.    

"That Mister Chen of yours chased me out."    

He raised his shoulder.    

"What? Young Master chased you out? Hmph, what exactly are you trying to do?"    

Xiao Chen saw the nervous expression on Uncle Gong's face and waved his hand with a smile.    

"Don't worry, I actually don't have any other thoughts. I came for the thing in your hand."    

He pointed at the leather bag in Uncle Gong's hand.    

"Ah!"    

Uncle Gong was shocked.    

"You, you did it for it?"    

As he spoke, he retreated backwards.    

"Protect me, protect me, catch him!"    

Two of the men who were protecting him immediately ran towards Xiao Chen.    

But at this moment.    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

Two sounds of air being torn apart rang out.    

The two muscular men were actually stabbed in the chest by the daggers.    

Then, the two men fell to the ground and died.