I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 2 The Rich Old Man
After breakfast, Yang Qing rode a second-hand electric scooter bought for 300 yuan and headed towards Nangong Market in the morning light.

Along the way, the lush woods beside Binhe Road and the sparkling Longjiang water not far away are pleasing to the eye.Although it was already November, the oncoming cold wind, I don't know if it was because of his cultivation, or because he was in a particularly joyful mood today, instead of being cold, it made Yang Qing feel refreshed and refreshed.

When we arrived at Nangong Market, it was already 08:30.

The market opens at nine o'clock. At this time, many stall owners in the market have already started setting up their stalls.

Cars of all sizes were blocked, and amidst the voices of people, all kinds of giant vases, bronze ornaments, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, tea leaves, etc. were carried out of the cars.

Yang Qing parked the car and locked it, walked into the market management office, handed in the number plate, and took the booth plate.Then go straight to the market.

His stall is on the north side of the market, near the north gate.

Not too big or too small, an area of ​​one square meter.

Yang Qing squatted down, took out the ponytail from the backpack, and placed the square canvas on the ground.Then he arranged all kinds of aphrodisiac medicines, centipedes, and whips of various animals in the backpack neatly, and then he placed the rheumatic ointment that he made last night in the center, the most conspicuous position.

Finally, Yang Qing took out the custom-made display stand yesterday and placed it beside her.There was a striking line written on it: God-level rheumatism ointment, once applied to cure disease, invalid refund.The super activity price of rheumatism ointment is written below: 3000 yuan per bottle.

After doing this, Yang Qing sat down leisurely, lit a cigarette, and waited for customers to come to the door.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more customers in the market.

Because the vast majority of Nangong Market sells all kinds of antiques, jade wares and cultural toys, and a small part sells tea, tobacco, and tea sets.There is also a part that sells various medicinal materials for daily use, and of course a very small number of people secretly sell steel balls, slingshots and knives.So most of the middle-aged and elderly people who come to the market.However, as Wenwan is becoming more and more popular in the Longcheng market, there are also some young people here who come to Taobao to shop.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Qing was soliciting customers passing by, while chatting with the boss next door who recycled old wine.

Occasionally, an elderly person passed by, took a quick look at the things on Yang Qing's booth, and then left.Some people stopped to take a look, but when they saw the selling price on the display rack, they pouted and left.

In one morning, Yang Qing sold two ginseng roots and earned about two hundred yuan.The owner next door didn't open, so he finally asked Yang Qing to help look after the stall, while he went to the side to fight the landlord with several other stall owners.

Before he knew it, it was noon, and Yang Qing was hungry, so he took out his mobile phone and prepared to order takeaway.

Just as he was looking down for cheap, delicious and plentiful food nearby, an old man in a Chinese tunic suit and a black-frame tea mirror stopped in front of Yang Qing.

Compared with those buyers in the market who wear prayer beads around their necks, wear bracelets on their wrists, and play with walnuts in their hands, the old man is a little different.He is very plain and simple, without any decorations, giving people a very simple but not simple feeling.

"Boss, is your rheumatism ointment real or fake?"

The old man has thick gray hair and thick eyebrows.He supported his knee with one hand, squatted down with difficulty, picked up the small porcelain bottle on the stall and asked.

"3000 yuan a bottle!"

Yang Qing quickly put away her mobile phone and looked at this old man who gave people a sense of decency and seriousness.I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, it should not be the officials of the medical and health institutions who visited unannounced.

But after thinking about it, I think it is unlikely.It is not his own family that sells medicines in this market, and the medicines he sells are not counterfeit medicines.

After hearing the words, the old man frowned. After hesitating for a while, he took the small porcelain bottle and put it on the booth, ready to get up.

"uncle!"

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Yang Qing quickly said, "I won't tell you what kind of ancestral secret recipe it is, it's too fake. But, let me tell you, the effect of this medicine is absolutely useless. If it doesn't work, I will Full refund to you!"

"too expensive!"

The old man shook his head, struggling to hold his knees, trying to stand up.

"Expensive or not, let's see what to say!"

Yang Qing smiled and handed a cigarette to the uncle, and after seeing the uncle waved his hand, he lit it himself.He said seriously: "Think about it, rheumatism and rheumatoid diseases are difficult to deal with, and they can't be cured in the hospital, and they start to get sick again on cloudy days. It's not a matter of thousands of dollars. "

He looked at the uncle while talking, and said with a smile: "But the medicine is different. Just one bottle can cure the disease. Think about it, it is a waste of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to go to the hospital. , it is worth 3000 yuan for a radical cure!"

"The boss really knows how to talk!"

The old man laughed, then shook his head and said, "But the question is whether your medicine is real or not, and whether it will work!"

Yang Qing saw that the old man was really in need.

After thinking about it, he choked out the smoke and said, "Well, I know the effect of this medicine. You can feel the effect improve within a few minutes after putting it on, and feel no pain in less than 10 minutes. In about half an hour, it will definitely be cured!"

In order to sell the medicine, Yang Qing simply went all out.He picked up a bottle of medicine, handed it to the old man, and said, "In this way, you sit here and take the medicine on the spot, and I will sit here. If it doesn't work for a while, I will refund you the money. If it is cured Now, I won't ask you for more money. If you have the opportunity, how about recommending it for me?"

Because there was too much movement here, many people were unknowingly attracted to stop and watch the excitement.

The onlookers looked at Yang Qing's drooling recommendation with a smile, their eyes full of sympathy for the old man.

Well, another old man fell for it.

However, Nangong Market has unspoken rules of Nangong Market.

That is, as long as the buyer and the seller are willing, it has nothing to do with others. If you make a sound to remind you, it will break the rules.After all, this is an antique market, and most of the market is selling antiques.As long as you are an antique player, you have to be mentally prepared to hit the eye.

Seeing Yang Qing's serious face, the old man hesitated holding the porcelain bottle for a long time. Finally, he looked at Yang Qing, and then at the crowd around him.

At this time, among the surrounding crowd, some people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal were booing.

"Try it, if it doesn't work, you can get your money back!"

"That's right!"

There are also customers in the same industry, talking in twos and threes in low voices.

"real or fake?"

"It must be fake!"

"There is no real thing in this place!"

The boss who was watching the excitement next to him was not happy when he heard this, he turned his head and gave those people a stern look.

When those people saw this, they quickly fell silent.

After hesitating for a while, the old man looked at Yang Qing and asked, "Where can I try?"

Yang Qing was overjoyed when he heard this.

He hurriedly said to the old wine collector next door who had come back: "Uncle Liu Huang!"

Liu Huang, who was watching the excitement, hurriedly said: "Come here!"

At the beginning of Liu Huangcai's career, he was not as crude as Yang Qing.His booth not only has shelves, but also a big tent.Because it was early winter again, he even set up a small stove inside to make tea.

Yang Qing quickly greeted the old man and got into Uncle Liu Huang's tent.

Afterwards, the old man took out his mobile phone, scanned Yang Qing's payment QR code, and when he entered the password, he confirmed with Yang Qing whether he could really get a refund.

Yang Qing patted his chest and promised: "Uncle, I have been setting up a stall here for several years. Besides, with so many people watching, I can still play tricks."

At the end, Yang Qing smiled slightly, looked at this old man with a completely different temperament, and said with a smile: "Besides, I think you should not be afraid of my cheating!"

The old man smiled slightly, no longer hesitated, and readily entered the password to pay.

"how to use?"

the old man asked.

"Sit down! Pull up your trousers and show your knees!"

Yang Qing pointed to the wicker chair and said to the old man.

The old man sat down as promised, and rolled up his trousers, exposing his swollen knee joints.

Yang Qing thought for a while, got some wine with Uncle Liu Huang, and wiped the old man's knees with a wet towel.

Finally, he pulled out the cork of the small porcelain bottle.

Pour the viscous ointment inside on the hemp paper that has already been cut.

After carefully blowing, he took advantage of the situation and stuck it on the old man's knee joint.

"Okay, put down your pants, be careful!"

Yang Qing stood up, straightened her waist, and lit a cigarette.

The crowd watching around couldn't help but be astonished when they saw that it was so simple.

"Is that all right?"

"seriously?"

"is that a lie!"

"Believe it or not, the money must be refunded!"

"Retire why? You think it's possible. The boss looks like a liar with a bald head. He might just be released from prison!"

"I'll know in a while!"

"Hey, it's exciting to watch!"

Yang Qing turned a deaf ear to the people and whispers around her.

There has never been a shortage of such people in this world.Can't see others' kindness, hurt others to benefit oneself, don't practice morality, spout shit all over the mouth, and talk nonsense.

What he cares about is the effect of the ointment at this time.

Sure enough, not long after it was pasted, the old man frowned, then let go, with a surprised expression on his face.

The old man looked at Yang Qing in surprise and didn't say much.

One cigarette was not exhausted.

The old man already felt that his knee, which was so sore on weekdays, really didn't feel any pain at this time.The place where the ointment was pasted felt warm.

Under the soaking of this warm feeling, not only did he feel that his knees became more and more flexible, but what shocked him even more was that his whole body was warm.

"How about it?"

Yang Qing asked with a smile.

Seeing the slight expression on the old man's face, Yang Qing was already determined.

The old man smiled slightly and gave Yang Qing a thumbs up.

At this time, there were very few onlookers.

Seeing the old man smiling and giving Yang Qing a thumbs up, the few remaining people looked at each other in astonishment.

"Is it really effective?"

"really?"

"Fuck!"

"You are so funny, do you know that there is a profession in this world called childcare!"

The people around were whispering.

But the two people involved knew it clearly.

Moreover, as time went on, the surprise on the old man's face became more and more obvious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.

Because, not only did he feel that the pain in his right knee had completely disappeared and he became flexible.What surprised him even more was that the numbness of his left leg, which had been numb for a long time, also disappeared.

After a while, Yang Qing pinched his cigarette.

"It's almost there, let's take a look!"

Yang Qing knelt down and said to the old man.

After seeing the old man nodding, Yang Qing slowly rolled up the old man's trousers.

After revealing the position of his knees, Yang Qing raised his head and smiled sincerely at the old man.

"great!"

Yang Qing said.

The old man glanced at his knees, then raised his legs to move around again: "Very good!"

After speaking, he stood up vigorously directly.

"Thank you!"

The old man stretched out his hand and looked at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing smiled and stretched out her hand, holding the warm and strong palm of the old man.

The old man patted the back of Yang Qing's hand with his left hand, and said again: "Young man, thank you!"

His voice trembled with excitement.

Yang Qing was also very happy in his heart, not only that he had billed to make money, but the deeper reason was that he felt the joy in the old man's heart at this time, so his mood became brighter.

Afterwards, Yang Qing warned again: "After taking a look, there are still some plasters that haven't been absorbed, so don't use them. When the plasters inside are completely absorbed, they will fall off when you don't use them!"

The old man took out a flat box of Zhonghua from his pocket and handed one to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing took it quickly, glanced at the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it for the old man.

The old man smoked a cigarette, turned his head and glanced at the few people watching around.

"It seems that this advertisement is not very effective!"

The old man joked with a smile.

"Hey, I guess I took you as a babysitter!" Yang Qing glanced at those people, and replied with a smile: "However, I'm not afraid, anyway, the effect is here, so I don't have to worry about selling it!"

"It makes sense!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, the old man took out his mobile phone again, and said to Yang Qing, "Pack up the rest, I'll buy them all!".

"There must be a way...huh?"

Yang Qing froze for a moment, coughing unceasingly from the smoke.He looked at the old man in astonishment and said, "Buy them all?"

Seeing the old man nodding seriously.

Yang Qing looked at the old man in disbelief, and confirmed again.He frowned and reminded: "But your rheumatism is already cured, and I know this medicine, one patch is enough. If you use too much, it will be wasted!"

"Who said I have to use it myself!"

The old man smiled mysteriously.

Yang Qing looked at the old man and suddenly realized.

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(End of this chapter)