Chapter 152 (1/2)

In the next few days, the waste was finally light.

Zhitong is obsessed with picking up girls and drawing crimson love, and has no time to take him into account.

While idleness also enjoyed leisure, he gave some of his money to Zeng Rou, and the rest was all bought into the traditional Chinese medicine he needed.

These Chinese herbal medicines cost him more than 100000 yuan. It can be said that the waste at the moment has once again become a poor man.

But the harvest was that he refined these traditional Chinese medicines into more than a dozen bottles of forging tendon pills and six bottles of hemostatic powder.

After swallowing and absorbing all the more than a dozen bottles of forged tendon pills refined, the wasted body is also strong and far beyond the realm of ordinary people.

It can be said that now he doesn't use his true Qi at all. Relying on his strong body, he can definitely be regarded as a great master.

This result made him very satisfied. After all, God knows if there will be any special circumstances in the future, so it's better to be more prepared.

Just spend all the money at once, or let wasted heartache for a long time.

Just when he was worried about gain and loss, Zhitong came in slowly, with narrow eyes and a thick smile, looking happy.

The feeling of joy brought to him by this twilight love is certainly not small, making him a teenager.

In fact, Zhitong is not too old, but he is usually too obscene, and he always likes to squeeze the whole face with a full smile, so his wrinkles are more and more profound.

What's more, he is always willing to pretend to be unfathomable when meeting people, which makes his age look much older than his actual age. But now this love makes him suddenly glow with the feeling of being young and more than ten years younger, which makes waste a little unaccustomed.

However, while surprised, the waste quickly covered the six bottles of hemostatic powder still on the table with loose sleeves.

But how can he escape Zhitong's eyes with such actions? Hehe, with a smile, Zhitong quickly walked over: ”waste, what good thing are you playing with?”

”Wipe! Master, what kind of nose are you? How can you always know when I refine pills? ” The wasted face suddenly became bitter, and the heart was even more depressed.

Looking at Zhitong's expression, he has been very clear that it is absolutely impossible not to bleed today.

In that case, it's better to simply take out the hemostatic powder in a big way. In that case, the loss will be smaller.

After all, after refining the red elixir at that time, master had no personality and directly took three bottles.

”Master, these are not red elixirs, but the hemostatic powder I refined. And there are only six bottles. Don't you want them?”

”Cough, cough...” Zhitong coughed awkwardly. He had already stretched out his hand and wanted to take Zhixue powder away by wasting time. But now when he heard the words of wasting time, he clearly saw through his intention and immediately smiled.

”Waste your time. In fact, being a teacher also wants to help you. After all, you work so hard on alchemy. I can't help you, so I'm worried about being a teacher!”

Zhitong's first few sentences were a little astringent, but the more he said, the more smooth he became. Later, it really became his purpose to come here to help him waste.

The tone was even more impassioned and emotional: ”waste, think about it. How can I bear to see you working so hard as a teacher? But being a teacher really can't help anything else, so after careful consideration, I finally made a decision! ”

”Wow!” I really feel that I should be moved by my master. What he said is really considerate and kind. Listening to him, it is really very comfortable. In the wise eyes, the awn of sincerity shines, which makes people believe him deeply.

However, he has been fooled too much, and he knows too much about master, so how can he be confused by his false appearance.

But for a moment, he didn't understand what medicine master was selling in the gourd. He asked suspiciously, ”master, what do you want to say?”