Tang Shancheng paused for a moment, and he continued, "You defeated Du Tiande a few days ago. Although you can't say you hit the 28 martial arts families in China, you're afraid that some people will like you and cause trouble for you in the future."

"It just happened to be in Tianhua City next door tonight. Lanshan, one of the twenty-eight martial arts, was born in the Lan family, and the old man. Some descendants of the Lan family were in politics and had some friendship with my father. I asked my father's relationship and got a chance to celebrate his birthday."

"Lanshan and the old man's cultivation are far above Du Tiande, and this old man's status in martial arts is not only famous in the province, but also very important in the entire China. If he can get along with this old man's line, I believe other martial arts families will not make things difficult for you."

Chen Xingran said while drinking soy milk: "So you took me to flatter and swear, and cling to the big guys?"

"What's the point of clinging to big people? This is called developing connections. Don't you deal with these powers in your life? When you find an opportunity, I'll let my dad teach you class in person."

"Okay, can't I go?"

Chen Xingran is not a stubborn person. He naturally won’t use brute force to solve problems that can be solved by power.

After Chen Xingran and Wei Qing finished breakfast, Chen Xingran asked Wei Qing to drive to the largest Chinese medicinal materials store in Leyun. Chen Xingran planned to buy some expensive Chinese medicinal materials as a gift.

When we arrived at this big pharmacy, Wei Qing went to park the car, and Chen Xingran walked in alone.

At this time, there was only one customer in the pharmacy. The customer looked a bit special, so Chen Xingran couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

There was a scar on his forehead where flesh was sunk inward. The scar seemed to have been hit by a bullet, but it did not penetrate the scar left by the skull.

Although the man covered most of the scar with the bangs on his forehead, Chen Xingran was still seeing it.

At the same time, Chen Xingran also felt a sense of blood in this man!

This blood energy is very strong, similar to Wei Qing's body. His hands are definitely stained with human life, and there is no other one!

"What are you looking at?" The man found Chen Xingran looking at him, and he glared at Chen Xingran.

"nothing."

The man ignored Chen Xingran and urged to the waiter in the pharmacy: "Have I taken my medicine?"

The pharmacy staff walked out with a medicine plate and said, "Sir, this is the medicinal material on your prescription. Among them, the 50-year-old Salvia miltiorrhiza is out of stock in our store. Is it OK to change a 60-year-old Salvia plant with you?"

The man asked, “How much does it cost in sixty years?”

"One hundred thousand more than fifty years."

The man hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Okay."

The pharmacy staff said: "There are a total of 650,000 yuan. Do you want to swipe your card or make an electronic payment?"

Just when the man was about to pay the bill, Chen Xingran suddenly said, "Salvia miltiorrhiza cannot be exchanged for sixty years. The prescription is about the king, minister and subordinate. The Salvia miltiorrhiza in your prescription is the king, and other medicinal materials are the ministers. If the lord has more medicine for ten years, the emperor may no longer be the original emperor. The efficacy you want may also change. I would like to give you a suggestion that it is OK to use Salvia miltiorrhiza for sixty years, but you need to replace three of them."
Chapter completed!