Chapter 4 First-level Intermediate Alchemist

Author: Bamboo City Little Overlord

Chapter 4 First-level Intermediate Alchemist

After leaving the medicine store, Chen An was in no hurry to go home.

Instead, he walked around a stall selling women's accessories and carefully selected the cheapest hairpin.

No matter in which world or era, there is no woman who doesn’t like gifts.

This is one of the most powerful ways to enhance your relationship as a couple.

With the packed hairpins and several bags of medicinal materials on his back, Chen An embarked on his way home.

I was lucky today. There was no problem on the way out or on the way home, and I got back to my house smoothly.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, did you go to Fangshi to buy medicinal materials and come back to make elixirs?"

Chen An was about to step forward and open the door of his house, when an elderly man's voice came from the side.

I turned around and saw that it was an old monk who lived next door.

The appearance is sloppy.

There was also an unpleasant sour smell coming from his body.

At first glance, you can tell that he hasn't showered in a long time.

The old monk came over, looked at the medicinal materials carried behind Chen An, shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, refining alchemy is so boring. If you work hard for a month, you can only earn one or two low-grade spiritual stones at most."

"You might as well go to a gambling house with me and go around twice. You can easily earn ten or twenty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones a day."

"It's much faster than making alchemy for you."

Chen An took one look at the tattered clothes on his body and felt speechless.

Since it's so easy to win money in a gambling house, why are you still dressed in such rags?

There is no cure for dog gambling!

Chen An was thinking this in his heart, but he still said with a good attitude: "My luck is not as good as that of Wang Daoyou. I have been plagued by bad luck since I was a child. If I go to a gambling house, I will lose my pants."

As soon as he heard the word bad luck, the old monk immediately took a few steps back, indicating that he wanted to stay away from Chen An.

But soon, he stepped forward again and said to Chen An:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm a little short of money recently, can you lend me a few low-grade spiritual stones?"

"When I win money, I will pay twice as much!"

double?

It’s more like Rou Baozi beating a dog and never coming back!

Thinking about it, Chen An declined and said, "Friend Wang, you are too late. I just spent all my savings to buy medicinal materials and now I am penniless."

"How about this, fellow Daoist Chen, give me all these medicinal materials and I will sell them. Then I go to the gambling house and win dozens of low-grade spiritual stones and come back. I will give you half of them directly. How about that?"

"Still not."

After Chen An finished speaking, he immediately walked into his room and closed the door, no longer wasting time entangled with the old monk.

When the old monk saw this, he was so angry that he cursed and said that Chen An had only known how to make alchemy all his life and deserved to be so poor!

Come to the alchemy room.

Chen An poured out all the medicinal materials he was carrying on his back and sealed them in a special wooden box.

I thought that after raising my alchemy realm to the first-level intermediate level, I would then come in to refine alchemy.

Walk out of the alchemy room.

Chen An belatedly discovered that the house was kept clean and spotless.

He knew that it was probably the little wife who did this.

"Husband!"

Song Huaying came out of the room and saw Chen An standing outside, and immediately greeted him with a look of joy on her face.

Today, from the conversation between Chen An and Manager Zhang, she learned about the destruction of Qingshi Town. As a result, she has completely lost her sense of security in the world and is worried that Chen An will never return if she goes out.

Fortunately, Chen An finally came back safely.

This relieved her hanging heart.

"Ying'er, what's wrong with your finger?"

Chen An noticed that his little wife's left index finger was wrapped with a layer of cloth, and he could see a little blood seeping out from it, and couldn't help but express concern.

Feeling her husband's concern, Song Huaying felt sweet in her heart and explained softly:

"When I was cooking in the kitchen, I was accidentally cut by a knife, but the wound was very shallow and it didn't bother me."

Chen An didn't say anything after hearing this. He immediately took out a packet of medicinal powder that he carried with him from his arms, gently took off the bandage on his little wife, and carefully sprinkled a little of the medicinal powder on it.

The next second, the wound on the index finger healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It only took a short moment for him to recover as before, with no trace of injury visible.

Song Huaying was shocked, thinking what a magical medicine this was!

Then, he instantly became a little annoyed and said:

"Husband, these elixirs must be very precious. It's all because of my clumsiness that my husband wasted the elixirs."

"My husband is an alchemist. I can make as much medicine as I need. It's not worth much."

Seeing the disappointed look on his little wife's face, Chen An comforted her.

Hearing what Chen An said, Song Huaying felt much better and said with a virtuous face:

"Husband, I have just cooked a table of food and it is all heating up in the kitchen. Are you hungry? I will go to the kitchen and bring it to you."

"I happen to be a little hungry, please Ying'er."

Chen An was actually not hungry at all, but he just didn't want to waste his precious wife's efforts.

Soon, Song Huaying brought out all the food.

Chen An looked at the quality of the dishes and thought they looked quite delicious.

So under my wife's gaze, I picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating.

As a result, he almost sent him away on the spot after eating it!

Oh my gosh, isn’t this dish too delicious?

The dogs shook their heads when they saw it!

Sure enough, I was overthinking it. My little wife was a wealthy young lady who had no fingers in the water before. How could she cook delicious food?

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Husband, how does it taste?"

Seeing that her husband was already eating with chopsticks, Song Huaying couldn't help but ask expectantly.

Chen An said against his will: "It's delicious."

After the meal, he took out the hairpin he bought in the market and gave it to his young wife, and put it on her hair with his own hands with a gentle look on his face.

Song Huaying liked this hairpin very much, and her affection for Chen An gradually increased.

[You gave your wife Song Huaying an exquisite hairpin. She liked it very much. The relationship between the couple is +1.]

…

In a blink of an eye, several days passed.

As a first-time wife, Song Huaying's body was already fully cultivated.

In fact, his physical fitness is much stronger than before.

Because during this period, Chen Anke often made soup for her, with all kinds of precious medicinal materials put in it.

"Ying'er, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed and rest."

"Um……"

Song Huaying looked shy, knowing what was going to happen next.

For several days.

Open the panel and take a look.

Alchemy experience has exceeded 100.

[Name: Chen An]

[Cultivation: third level of Qi refining]
To be continued...