Be the Mayor From Today

"The total price of two wild ginseng plants is seven million." Zhang Ji began to settle the price of wild ginseng.

"Give it eight million!" Old Doctor Zhang suddenly said.

"This..." Zhang Ji was stunned, what the **** was his old father doing? This is an extra million for no reason?

"The prescription is not worth that much money." Old Doctor Zhang got up and walked back to the back hall slowly.

For him, isn't it just a basic prescription? If it wasn't for the family business of 'Hundred Herbs Hall', he would have wanted to announce it a long time ago. The next two generations of the family have been crunching their old books and have no enterprising spirit. grow up a bit?

Everything depends on people. If future generations do not grow up, no matter how good the prescription is, they will be eliminated by unpredictable diseases, and viruses will also evolve.

Perhaps, this is the wisdom of Dr. Zhang when he is old. When people are old, they will always look more openly.

Liu Feng silently put the basic prescription in his backpack and waited until the transfer notification was successful; he left his mobile phone number and waited for the successful preparation of the medicine, and 'Hundred Herbs' would notify him to pick up the medicine.

Chapter 0198 stay away from him.

Liu Feng walked out of the 'Hundred Herbs Hall', glanced at the people who were still queuing to see a doctor, shook his head and sighed, "You can't be sick at all, otherwise..."

Afterwards, Liu Feng stopped the car and said, "Go to the Bujiang high-speed railway station."

"Good! 80 yuan!"

"Row."

Liu Feng looked out the window at the rapidly receding buildings. He was leaving the city and went to a small county next door. Today he made an appointment with someone about buying a house.

Soon the Bujiang high-speed rail station arrived, swipe the ticket to get on the high-speed rail, and set off on time.

Sitting on the seat of the high-speed train, Liu Feng's thoughts drifted a bit. He was an aristocrat in another world, owning a territory and a city, served by the gentle and considerate Nicole, and a group of slapstick beast-eared women...

But on Earth, he is an ordinary person with a little money. What is his life goal? Earn money and wait to die? Become a house slave again? Or do business with intrigues? Or go out to travel crowded?

There are too many shackles in the life of the modern city. Liu Feng has only left the other world for two or three hours, and he wants to go back.

"Handsome guy, why are you in a daze?"

A female voice suddenly came from the side, awakening Liu Feng from his distraction. He turned his head and looked over, and saw a girl sitting next to him. She was in her twenties. If she could remove a few layers of powder on her face, Maybe he can give each other a score.

Liu Feng nodded slightly, twitched the corners of his mouth politely, but did not speak. Every time he went out to buy something, he was more or less approached by someone, and now he is numb.

"My name is Jiajia. As soon as I came up, I saw that you were in a daze, so I called you." The girl said softly.

The high-speed train stopped at a station just now, and this is where Jiajia got up. She found that there was a handsome guy in a daze next to her seat, with a super good temperament, so she had the idea to strike up a conversation.

"Hello!" Liu Feng nodded politely, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiajia could also see that Liu Feng had no interest in answering people, so she smiled embarrassingly, and did not continue to entangle.

She smiled bitterly in her heart, the handsome guy she liked ignored her, and the people she disliked kept pestering her.

"Jiajia, I heard that there are a lot of bamboo shoots in your hometown that you can dig? I really like eating bamboo shoots."

"Yeah! This time my grandfather's birthday, there are a lot of dishes made of bamboo shoots at the banquet, and you can eat enough." Jiajia turned her head and talked to her colleagues.

"..."

Forty minutes later, when the destination arrived, Liu Feng got off the high-speed rail and stopped a taxi, went to the center of the county, talked with the owner to go through the formalities, and spent more than 800,000 yuan to buy a small courtyard.

Then I went to the car dealership to buy a small car of about 200,000 yuan, and went straight to the outskirts of the county town. The small courtyard I bought was in a small mountain village.

After a 30-minute drive, before entering the small mountain village, I saw a large bamboo forest. The small mountain village is looming and hidden in the bamboo forest, which is a bit like a paradise.

If such a small mountain village is not next to a small county, but beside a big city, I am afraid that it will be targeted by real estate developers long ago.

Entering the village, I came to a small courtyard. The walls of the courtyard were made of stone. After Liu Feng opened the door and drove in the car, he found that the small courtyard was really very big, just like the courtyard in the north. No wonder the owner Life and death to sell 800,000.

Liu Feng inspected the yard, packed some purchased things into it, and chose a house with a cellar as his bedroom. As for why there is a cellar in the room?

I heard that the original owner was an alcoholic who naively learned from the scenes on TV, and dug a hole in the room to store wine. This time, if he drank too much, he had stomach cancer and needed money urgently, and he would not sell the house.

When Liu Feng remodels this cellar, it can be used as a secret place for traversal.

After Liu Feng finished all this, five or six hours passed today, he decided to go out for a walk, observe the surrounding environment, the most important thing is to know who the neighbors are.

Liu Feng just came out of the yard and didn't walk very far when he saw Jiajia, the girl who greeted him on the high-speed train today. The other party was talking to three or four middle-aged women at this time, and he was very surprised to see him.

"Hey! Handsome guy, we met again, you also live in this small mountain village?" Jiajia greeted quickly.

"Yeah! Just moved in today." Liu Feng didn't expect such a coincidence.

"Jiajia, is this handsome young man your suitor?" a middle-aged woman asked.

"Auntie! Don't talk nonsense." Jiajia shouted a little embarrassedly.

"Young man, what do you do? Do you work in a state-owned enterprise like Jiajia?" asked another middle-aged woman.

"Me?" Liu Feng was a little stunned, why did he suddenly act like a blind date? However, he had already figured out the excuse for his work, and replied lightly, "I write online novels."

"Huh? Isn't this the same as A Xiang? Squatting at home all day and saying that writing novels can make money, staying up all night, earning three or four thousand yuan a month." Another middle-aged woman pouted.

"That's it, cheer up that guy!" One of the women took Jiajia and walked to the other side, "Let's go! Your grandfather's birthday party is about to start."

"Oh!"

Jiajia also lost interest in Liu Feng. She knew people who wrote novels, because her cousin A Xiang wrote novels and was an otaku profession that could not make a lot of money.

"..." Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the few people who were far away in a funny way, and he could hear some sarcastic words in his ears.

"Jiajia, stay away from him, writing novels has no future, stay at home all day..."

"That's right, I don't have any social circle at all. It's miserable to be like A Xiang. However, I heard that he was kicked out by his mother recently to work."

"Then there is still salvation, otherwise, if you are facing the computer all day, you will be crazy if you are not stupid..."

"..."

Liu Feng felt that he could go back, and he didn't need to try anything at all. If it was correct, these people were his neighbors.

Moreover, if he does not go out for a whole day or a few days in the future, these neighbors will think that he is writing a novel, which completely solves the crisis he exposed.

Liu Feng thought of the wild ginseng in his inner space, and the bank card of several million, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Will he write novels? Innocent! It is impossible to write a novel even if he is killed. He is a nobleman with beast ears.

Liu Feng took out his mobile phone and placed an order on a certain treasure. Some things have to be bought. Now that he has his own yard, he can hoard a lot of things.

Then he made a few more phone calls. He had been coveting the Iron Man suit for a long time, and now he finally had the money to buy it.