Chapter 52 The Plastic Duo
"Master, are they?" Wen Qian pursed her lips, looked past the two of them, and looked at Old Master Du Xie coldly.
"Haha... If they accept the maid he gave me, they will be responsible for picking herbs for me."
The old Taoist Du Xie smiled crazily, stretched out his legs and pointed at a row of wooden frames behind him, "Look! Then those herbs picked by girl Fu Ya during the month of confinement. As for girl Jing Fu Mingyue who took the initiative to follow girl Ya to be his maid in the mountains, he also
And reward me!"
Wen Qian looked at Old Dao Du Xie quietly, the expression on his handsome face remained unchanged, but there was a chill in his eyes.
She is not stupid, and she can naturally hear the evil intentions in the words of the poisonous old man.
At the same time, he also understood whether Ma Ya was forced, and also figured out why there were no traces of the Ma family some time ago, but there were rumors of girls from the Ma family becoming apprentices.
The only thing that I can't figure out is Liu Jing. She took the initiative to send her to the door for the sake of nuclear power?
"Since Miss Liu is willing to stay with the master and do her best, he won't force others to do anything."
Beauty, she can't bear it!
After saying this, Wen Qian stopped looking at Liu Jing, whose face was pale, and looked at Ma Ya, who was gloating about her death, and said, "Miss Ma, I'm thirsty, and I don't want to make a pot of tea."
Maya's smiling face froze, and she said in frustration: "Okay, Young Master."
Damn it, what a bullshit male protagonist, he was promised to be bookish and innocent, sultry and easy to deceive.
Except for the appearance, everything else is inconsistent with the words described by the author.
He begged to complain!
Wuwuwuwu~~, especially he was poisoned by that damn piece of paper. Where is his time-traveling aura?
Suddenly I glanced at the sad Liu Jing beside me, and I felt an extra comfort in my heart.
Compared with the heroine, he is quite lucky, after all, he no longer has to wait on that stinky old man.
With this thought, most of the resistance in Maya's heart disappeared immediately, and she walked towards the kitchen of the wooden house resignedly.
At the same time, he was thankful for Liu Jing's stubbornness, and he reluctantly agreed to bring her to the canyon tomorrow morning.
Now that the female protagonist is staying with Duxie Lao Dao, and the male protagonist doesn’t like her either, his chance has come!
The old Taoist Du Xie looked at Ma Ya's walking figure thoughtfully, turned his eyes to the beautiful Liu Jing, and looked at Wen Qian critically: "Then, girl Jing, can my former fiancée not stay with me?"
Wen Qian shook her head and refused: "One maid is enough."
Seeing that Wen Qian didn't hesitate for a moment, Liu Jing returned to the cabin with a disappointed look on her face.
Du Xie Lao Dao has promised to cure his congenital frailty in exchange for obeying his orders.
Not only does he have a good body, but also his superb medical skills can produce A Gan's detoxifying pill.
She must endure the humiliation and bear the burden.
"Okay, they go to the medicine house."
A glimmer of light flashed in Du Xie's eyes, and he turned around and walked towards the second floor of the wooden house without forcing it.
Wen Qian stared at his back with a complicated expression, smiled silently, and followed him.
Entering the pharmacy, Wen Qian saw dazzling wooden shelves full of medicinal herbs, with large and small wooden buckets placed flatly on them. Each wooden bucket was embellished with a kind of herbal medicine, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
Seeing that Du Xie was walking in, Wen Qian did not hesitate and followed closely.
As I walked, I looked around and saw that at first the wooden buckets contained completely dried medicinal materials, then various chopped Chinese medicinal materials, and finally bottles and jars.
Only then did Wen Qian discover that the wooden houses on the second floor were connected, and he walked directly from the first room to the last room.
There is a rectangular wooden table in the center of the room, with wooden chairs around the table.
There is an old alchemy furnace the size of a bucket on the table. Although the surface of the alchemy furnace has heavy traces of time, it is still bright and shiny. It can be seen that it has been used frequently by the owner.
There is a pile of jet-black stones in the corner, each stone is about the size of a bowl and half a person tall.
Wen Qian guessed that the thing should be similar to coal. It seemed that the poisonous old man was not only powerful in poisoning, but also good at alchemy. His medical skills must have been unimaginable.
Du Xie, the old Taoist, noticed that there was no sound behind him. He turned around and saw Wen Qian staring at Hei Tan in the corner, with a calm and wrinkled face, and asked, "Disciple, what am I thinking about?"
When Wen Qian came back to her senses, she was shocked when she saw the old Taoist Du Xie staring at her with a burning gaze. She smiled lightly and said, "Master, I should also know medical skills, right?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Du Xie's eyes, and he said calmly: "Can you see the core?"
Wen Qian's eyes fell on the alchemy furnace: "You can guess."
"Just based on the pill furnace, I guessed that he has medical skills."
The old master Du Xie licked the corner of his mouth evilly and revealed a slight sneer: "Then let me guess, is he good at medicine or poison?"
Wen Qian frowned, pretending to lower his head to think, then raised his head and looked at Duxie Old Dao indifferently, and said softly: "Everyone who has seen the master's medical skills is dead."
Wen Qian said the last three words very softly, but they were very clear to Du Xie's ears.
"Haha, hahaha!"
Du Xie Lao Dao couldn't stop laughing, but suddenly his laughter stopped, he looked at Wen Qian's face, and said meaningfully: "I am very smart, but don't be too smart."
Then, he took out an ordinary medical book and put it on the table. He turned around and said, "Good disciple, when can I use medical skills to cure the poisonous blood clot in my brain that suppresses my memory?"
You can ask him for poison sutra."
After Wen Qian heard those words, her face turned cold, her eyes quickly flashed with a hint of murderous intent and then she immediately regained her composure.
She didn't expect that when she first appeared in front of Du Xie, he would see the poisonous blood clot in her brain, not to mention her own shortcomings in not recognizing him due to memory problems.
Fortunately, he can't see through the soul, and since he is not an agent, his evil spirit and indifference combined with his acting skills make him 99% similar to the original actor. Otherwise, he would really be offended by the shrewd and insidious old Taoist priest.
As a different kind of monster.
At the same time, I was shocked that he actually knew his purpose, otherwise he would have rejected his poisonous sutra.
Wen Qian calmed down, walked to the east, picked up the medical book on the table, and read through it carefully.
Discover the detailed introduction of various herbal medicines, down to the functions of the herbs themselves, as well as the conflict between the medicines, and the sketch illustrations of the appearance of the herbal medicines.
Wen Qian thought about such a modern version of medical skills and realized that it was probably not the work of Qin Zhao, who died young.
Putting aside unnecessary thoughts, Wen Qian slowly integrated and combined the medical knowledge she had learned in modern times with the content in that book while reading, discarding the dross and keeping the essence.
In the kitchen of the wooden house.
Maya poured boiling water into the teapot, grabbed a handful of new tea and threw it into the pot. She watched the tea leaves slowly sink to the bottom, and suddenly glanced at the poppy flowers outside the window.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought slowly arose in my mind.
In addition to being the main ingredient in narcotics, poppy flowers are also a natural smoke and are addictive to eat.
Wouldn't it be easier if we used it to control the male protagonist...
Moreover, sooner or later the male protagonist will adopt the poisonous old master for his own use, and her fortune will rise.
When the time comes, I will have to let Master Duxie peel melon seeds for my aunt, beat her legs and arms.
Suddenly hearing a faint sound of footsteps, Maya was so frightened that she even covered the teapot lid. She looked up and saw Liu Jing standing quietly at the door of the kitchen, carrying a plump pheasant.
She immediately angrily yelled: "Liu Jing, I don't make any noise when I walk. Don't you know I'm scary to people? I scare them to death?"
Liu Jing looked at Maya silently for a moment, without paying attention to her words, and directly moved away from her body.
Throw the pheasant into the wooden basin. With the remaining boiling water in the pot, I pour a large ladle of boiling water over the chicken body, and then start to pluck the chicken feathers neatly.
In her previous life, Liu Jing betrayed A Qian and competed with those Yingying Yanyans in the backyard to please the prince, and developed a good cooking skills.
Although she didn't stay with A Gan, there was a rare chance to get along with her, so she had to behave well and not let that village girl Maya win A Gan's favor.
Then he remembered Maya's evasive eyes staring at the tea just now, and frowned slightly, always feeling that the village girl was up to something bad, so she had to be more careful.
Especially don't let her harm A Qian.
When Ma Ya saw Liu Jing minding her own work, she was so angry at her boring temperament that her heart ached. She glared at her bitterly and walked out the door carrying the teapot.
When Liu Jing saw that Maya was gone, her vigilant expression slowly relaxed.
The competing plastic duo didn't notice that their every move fell into the eyes of a tiger outside the window.
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