I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 51 Xu Qianhui is also troubled
Chen Dana grabbed a plastic bag and filled half of the bag with potatoes.

"Fenglan, did you know that He Laosan is gone?" Chen Dana carried the half bag of potatoes to the counter and placed it on the electronic scale.

"Where is Mr. He going?" Cheng Fenglan's thoughts were all on Wang Yuchuan, and she was absent-minded when speaking.

"Where else can I go? Let's go to heaven." Chen Dana lit a cigarette, glanced inadvertently, saw Cheng Fenglan's flushed face, and couldn't help showing a wretched smile on his face: "What's wrong? Miss a man?"

While saying that he was going to touch Cheng Fenglan's hand, Cheng Fenglan reacted quickly and withdrew his hand back with lightning speed.

"Chen Dana, show some respect. Believe it or not, I'm going to report you for being a hooligan right now?!" Cheng Fenglan sternly shouted.

Under the counter, Wang Yuchuan's face seemed to be covered with frost.

This Chen Dana made trouble for him again and again, and now he even cast bad thoughts on his woman.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuchuan had a murderous look in his eyes.

"Why are you yelling?!" Chen Dana said angrily, "When did I play a hooligan to you?"

Cheng Fenglan didn't speak, but just stared at him.Cheng Fenglan looked at Chen Dana with a guilty conscience, threw down 50 yuan, picked up the bag of potatoes, and left without looking back.

After Chen Da took it away, Wang Yuchuan crawled out from under the counter.What happened just now touched Cheng Fenglan's heart. If she had a man, would Chen Dana dare to touch her?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad, and threw herself into Wang Yuchuan's arms and wept.

Wang Yuchuan was very distressed, and patted Cheng Fenglan's back lightly: "Auntie, don't worry. I will definitely vent my anger on you, and I will make that Dana Chen never dare to bully you again."

"No, I want you to be well. You have no one to help you in the village. If you provoke Chen Dana, why won't he put you to death?"

A cold smile appeared on Wang Yuchuan's face: "If he wants to kill me, he must have this ability? Auntie, just watch it. I'll make sure he will kneel in front of you tomorrow and apologize to you."

After comforting Cheng Fenglan for a while, Wang Yuchuan left Cheng Fenglan.Back home, the more Wang Yuchuan thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

He rode an electric tricycle and went to Xuji.

Cinnabar is sold in pharmacies, so Wang Yuchuan fiddled with it a bit.Mr. Song didn't ask Wang Yuchuan what he was doing tinkering with cinnabar. He read the newspaper and drank hot tea as usual.

After a while, Wang Yuchuan found another piece of rhubarb paper in the warehouse.

"Is there a brush here?"

"What are you doing?" Old Mr. Song put down the newspaper, and looked at Wang Yuchuan impatiently: "You haven't been in the store for a while, and when you came back, you turned the store upside down."

"It's not my business." Wang Yuchuan smiled: "Do you have a brush?"

Mr. Song shook his head helplessly, bent down, and brought out a pen holder from under the counter, which contained all kinds of brushes.

"Just use it here." Mr. Song said: "These are fine wolf-hair pens, and the pen barrels are made of Xiangfei bamboo. I feel bad that you used bald hair on me."

"Thank you, thank you."

Wang Yuchuan cut a piece of yellow paper with scissors and spread it on the table. Then he poured some water into the box of cinnabar, stirred it and muttered something in his mouth.

Old Mr. Song became interested, and he made way for Wang Yuchuan to watch from the sidelines.When everything was ready, Wang Yuchuan calmed down, picked up the pen, and mobilized a wave of good fortune and three clean energy, and slowly poured it into the Langhao brush in his hand.

This was his first time drawing symbols, and he was still a little nervous.

He reviewed the drawing method of the invisibility talisman again in his mind, and then he opened his eyes, and the first stroke was fixed firmly.

On TV, Taoist priests draw talismans in one go. However, Wang Yuchuan learned through personal experiments that every line he draws consumes a large amount of the three pure Qi of creation.

If the Qi is insufficient, the spell will break and the drawn talisman will not be usable at all.

If we were to describe the process of drawing talisman figuratively, Wang Yuchuan felt that drawing talisman was like watering the ground.

The three pure qi of good fortune are water, and the water is flooded. If you don’t fill the last line, your hand will not be able to move at all.

It took Wang Yuchuan nearly half an hour to paint a mere low-level invisibility talisman, and he also consumed all the good luck and sanqing qi accumulated in the cauldron.

Wang Yuchuan carefully picked up the invisibility talisman and examined it carefully under the light.

Mr. Song curiously picked up the Langhao brush used by Wang Yuchuan. He just touched it lightly, and dense cracks appeared on the Xiangfei bamboo pen holder.

Mr. Song didn't mean to blame Wang Yuchuan, but was surprised.

Wang Yuchuan had only held this pen for half an hour, and the surface of the pen barrel had already turned into jade.

Selling is better than before, and it can be sold at a high price on the market.

However, this is too strange, right?
The talisman had been drawn, so Wang Yuchuan put it in his pocket and ran out.

He couldn't wait to experiment with the effect of the invisibility talisman.

"Mr. Song, what are you doing?"

Not long after Wang Yuchuan left, Xu Qianhui drove back to the shop.

Mr. Song has been playing with that brush, and his attention is all on that Langhao brush.

Xu Qianhui was sitting across from him, she glanced inadvertently, and her eyes rested on Mr. Song's smooth and delicate hands.

"Mr. Song, your hand..." Xu Qianhui exclaimed.

Old Mr. Song glanced at his hands belatedly, his old face suddenly deformed with fright: "What's wrong? Why did my hands look like a woman?"

"You ask me how I know?" Xu Qianhui asked casually: "Did Wang Yuchuan come to the store today?"

"Come here."

"what?"

"Run away after drawing Zhang Fu." Old Mr. Song asked, "Did you have something to do with him?"

"It's not that I have something to do with him, it's that the daughter of the chairman's family of Fufeng Group has something to do with him." Xu Qianhui held her chin and said, "She said she wanted to thank Wang Yuchuan face to face, but from her expression, she obviously fell in love with Wang Yuchuan .”

"Does this matter have anything to do with you?" Mr. Song said while putting away the Langhao pen.

"Why is it okay?" Xu Qianhui became excited, and her voice was several octaves higher.But soon, a hint of frustration appeared on her face: "Oh, tell Wang Yuchuan when he comes next time. I'm going to rest."

Xu Qianhui dragged her tired body upstairs.

Mr. Song shook his head helplessly, picked up a cup of hot tea, and blew on the hot air.

"If you like someone, you can actively pursue them. What's the point of holding back?" After speaking, he sipped his hot tea and read the newspaper leisurely.

Xu Qianhui lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Xu Ji finally survived the trough period because of Jiuyang Tianlu Pills, and also accumulated some stable customers.

She couldn't help but think of what Wang Yuchuan said to her when they first met.

He seems to be doing it.

Wang Yuchuan's voice and appearance could not help appearing in her mind, and Xu Qianhui lifted the quilt to cover her head irritably.

(End of this chapter)