Li Banfeng was so angry that he laughed: "Old Pan, if I give you the prescription today, can you guarantee that you can cure the insect plague?"
Pan Dehai sighed and said, "How to use this prescription and where to use it still needs to be considered carefully."
"No!" Li Banfeng knew that this old man would have more tricks up his sleeve. "There's no time to plan. Find herbs, prepare medicine, and kill insects as quickly as possible."
"Now that Toudaoling is in turmoil, it may be inconvenient to transfer the medicinal materials. We must wait until the Toudaoling situation calms down before making any plans."
Toudaoling is the transportation hub of Haichiling. Under normal circumstances, the allocation of medicinal materials must pass through Toudaoling.
But Pan Dehai has special means, why doesn't he use them?
"Why don't you allocate medicinal materials in the new land? The local gods in various places should be able to help you."
Pan Dehai shook his head and said, "This is Haichiling's business, and we shouldn't bother others."
What are you talking about?
"Didn't you just say that we share the same hatred and common enemy? Didn't you want to divert the insect plague to another place before? Why don't you want to trouble others now?"
Pan Dehai still shook his head: "In the beginning, in order to get all places to work together, we had no choice but to do this. Now that we have a plan to deal with it, we should consider it in the long run."
In fact, Pan Dehai's ideas are very clear and not contradictory at all.
He was very willing to disperse the insect plague and drag everyone into the water.
He was unwilling to let other local gods interfere in Haichiling.
The insect plague must be treated, but the prerequisite is that his position in Haichiling cannot be shaken.
Li Banfeng understood his thoughts: "If you cherish yourself so much, I can't give you the prescription."
Pan Dehai's face darkened: "Young man, I didn't hear clearly what you said just now."
Li Banfeng repeated: "I won't give you this prescription."
"If you don't give me the prescription, what will you use to help with the disaster?"
"I'll go find the peddler. He must have a way to transport the herbs. If you don't want to treat the insect plague, I'll find someone to help you."
Pan Dehai stared at Li Banfeng and said slowly: "Believe it or not, I will keep you from going out to the sea and eating mountains. Believe it or not, I will keep you in Pancake Village!"
Li Banfeng had no expression on his face: "I believe it, come on."
"You are so arrogant." Pan Dehai was angry.
The wine gourd was also very nervous.
What's wrong with this little brother? He's crazy.
Why do you keep provoking the local god?
She kept rubbing against Li Banfeng, but Li Banfeng ignored her completely.
He is indeed crazy.
The opponent is the strongest person in Haichiling, even if Li Banfeng says something soft...
If he really said something soft, he would be dead.
Pan Dehai is best at grasping other people's humility, guilt and cowardice.
Jiuhulu suddenly thought of this and stopped rubbing against Li Banfeng.
This is the correct way to negotiate with Pan Dehai.
Although this little brother is crazy, he did nothing wrong.
Pan Dehai also slowly calmed down.
Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind.
Cultivation level cannot be seen, so he really doesn't know what level the young man in front of him is at.
He could try it. In fact, he could make Li Banfeng lose consciousness with just a glance, but he didn't do that.
This man was sent by Lao Yao, and from the sound of it, he seems to be on good terms with the peddler.
For him, it is not worth offending Lao Yao, and it is even more not worth offending the peddler.
After thinking it over again and again, Pan Dehai nodded and said, "Okay, I will transport the herbs from Xindi and start treating the insects immediately."
"Please write a document." Li Banfeng took out a pen and paper.
Old Pan glanced at the white paper on the table, unable to hold back his anger, and shouted, "This is a deed!"
"It's a deed," Li Banfeng nodded, "Why do you want to go back on your word?"
This is a deed made from Liu Liangyi's contract. Although it comes from Red Lotus, its level may not be high enough.
No matter whether it is enough or not, just use it first.
Pan Dehai was speechless. He signed the contract, pressed his handprint, and turned to ask Li Banfeng: "It's not easy for you to come here. I plan to give you a magic weapon as a reward."
Li Banfeng didn't want the magic weapon, but before he could open his mouth, Pan Dehai took it out first.
He took out a folding fan, red in color and white in color, more than a foot long, with a faint scent of ink.
Pan Dehai said to Li Banfeng: "This fan has been with me for many years. It is imbued with the spirit of saintliness. When I hold it in my hand, it is a good weapon for both offense and defense.
After three rounds of fighting, the enemy will be intimidated by the aura of saintliness and their fighting power will be greatly reduced."
To put it bluntly, this is the most common method used by Dexiu, which is to make the opponent feel guilty and remorseful when taking action.
A very interesting magic weapon.
“How much is a sharp reduction?”
"It depends on the enemy's level, as well as your own cultivation. More importantly, it depends on the depth of your moral character. It cannot be explained in a few words. You need to understand it yourself."
The depth of your moral character depends on the height of your moral position.
"What is the price of this magic weapon?" Li Banfeng has not forgotten this.
"You must practice with this precious fan and meditate on the idea of holiness for at least three hours a day."
meditation?
Staring blankly with a fan for three hours every day?
The cost is not that high, and it does not conflict with house renovations, but Li Banfeng is a little resistant. However, this is not the point.
After sending the magic weapon, Pan Dehai said goodbye and left: "Go back and tell Lao Yao that I accept this favor."
Li Banfeng did not leave Haichiling, he still did not trust Pan Dehai.
He returned to his residence and took ten sets of insect medicine.
The record player smelled a strange smell and asked, "Hey, husband, what did you bring back?"
He unfolded the folding fan and bowed to the record player, saying, "I am the fan of the saintly and virtuous one. I am honored to meet you, Madam."
Judging from the voice, it was a young man. The record player snorted and said, "It seems that he knows the rules well, but the voice is a little unclear."
Zhe Shan was startled, cleared his throat and said, "It's been cold these past two days, I guess I caught a cold."
"Cold? It seems like it's really a cold, as you can see from your heavy nasal tone when you speak." The lady smiled.
She was reminding Li Banfeng that the sound of the folding fan had an echo.
Why is there an echo?
Because there is a mystery inside the fan bones.
Just as Mr. Yao said, Pan Dehai's magic weapon may have a recording function. There are other things embedded in this folding fan. Li Banfeng can't tell what it is, but it can't escape his wife's ears.
Shanzi was very nervous and quickly changed the subject, saying, "The lord's mansion is a different world."
"Not bad, isn't it?" Li Banfeng said with a smile, "I'll take you somewhere else to have a look."
"Very good." Shan Zi agreed quickly. He was just trying to gather more information.
The record player said angrily, "Husband, why are you taking him somewhere else?"
She was worried that Li Banfeng didn't understand her hint.
It seemed like Li Banfeng really didn’t understand.
He went to the outer room with his fan: "What do you think?"
"How wonderful! The layout is so exquisite. I wonder what the name of this mansion is."
"Don't ask for my name. Go meet the Second Madam."
Li Banfeng brought the fan close to Honglian, and Honglian slowly opened its petals.
"What level of magic weapon is this?" Zhe Shan was very surprised and wanted to record every detail of Honglian.
Li Banfeng smiled and said, "You will know in a moment, A-Lian, refine him."
Refined it?
Before Shan Zi could figure out what Li Ban Feng meant, a whirlwind had already started in Lian Xin's heart.
The meaning of "refined" is to go back to the furnace and be remade.
When Shan Zi came to his senses, it was too late: "My Lord, why do you treat me like this? I want to serve you wholeheartedly, why do you treat me like this!"
The fan was put into the lotus heart, and the wailing stopped abruptly.
A layer of white mist oozed out of the gourd, which was more than the sweat just now.
This madman is really a madman...
snort~
The record player smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. This is the nature of our man. Sometimes I can't figure him out."
Li Banfeng touched the gourd, wiped off her sweat, took the medicine powder and left Suishenju.
He handed the powder to Niu Fuzhi, who thanked him profusely.
"My benefactor, what do you want? As long as we have it, just ask!"
Li Banfeng said, "I really do have something I want to ask you for help with. You mentioned before that there is a Mitang Village that still sells wine. I want to go over and take a look."
He didn't want to buy wine, he had enough to drink.
He wanted to see if the village could hold out.
If Lao Pan refused to help, he would find a way to help himself.
It would be even better if Lu Dongjun could really achieve results. No matter who it is, this disaster must be ended as soon as possible.
…
Lu Dongjun came to Jiangyuan Leather Factory, which was originally the property of the Ma family. It accidentally went bankrupt due to an insect plague and now belongs to Lu Dongjun.
Lu Dongjun still pretended to be Zhi Gua and entered the manager's office of the leather factory.
The manager was sitting behind his desk, with a record player playing "Taiping Chun".
"The night is like day, the new moon is like a hook, and the four seas are filled with joy..."
It was a very auspicious piece of music, but there was no trace of joy on the manager’s face.
The leather factory had just been open for two days when the insect plague returned and the manager was considering whether to stop production.
Seeing someone push the door and walk in, the manager was very unhappy and asked, "Who is it? What do you do? Why are you so rude?"
Lu Dongjun came to the manager and said, "I am the man next to the Second Master. The Second Master asked me to collect the debt."
"Collect the bill?" The manager was stunned for a long time.
Lu Dongjun was also prepared. He knew that he couldn't collect money just by talking, so he took out a document and handed it to the manager: "This is the warrant from our Second Master."
This was indeed written by Lu Dongjun himself. The manager took it, glanced at it casually, and returned the warrant to Lu Dongjun.
"I don't know where you got this warrant from, but I don't think the Second Master of the Lu family would write something like this."
Lu Dongjun glared and said, "You said my warrant is fake?"
The manager smiled and said, "So what if it's true? This factory has already been owned by the Shen family. Why are you here to collect debts with Lu Dongjun's warrant?"
"Given to the Shen family? Which Shen family?"
The manager frowned and said, "Is this what you should ask? You come here to defraud people without even finding out the route beforehand. At least you could read the newspaper more often."
After saying that, the manager casually threw a newspaper to Lu Dongjun.
There was a piece of news on the second page of the newspaper that Lu Dongjun sold the Jiangyuan Leather Factory to Chen Rongqing, and it was accompanied by a photo of the two shaking hands.
Shen Rongqing was a woman in her twenties, very pretty, but Lu Dongjun had never seen her before.
Where did this photo come from?
When did I shake hands with this woman?
When did I sell the factory to her?
I have given an order to sell only shares, not the factory!
"Where is the contract? Where is your contract to buy the factory?" Lu Dongjun glared at the leather factory manager.
The manager frowned and said, "If you want to make a living, you should know your limits. You've been caught, why are you still throwing a tantrum? Get as far away from me as you can before I call someone to beat you up..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Dongjun stepped forward and grabbed the manager's neck: "I asked you where the contract is?"
The manager was speechless, he was a man of no accomplishment.
Lu Dongjun tried his best to restrain himself, but he lost the strength in his hands and strangled the manager to death.
"Thousands of mountains compete for beauty, hundreds of rivers compete for flow, colorful candles burn high, and peaceful music plays..."
Without listening to the song on the record player, Lu Dongjun threw the manager aside and wondered where he put the contract.
The contract is not at the factory at all.
There was a secret compartment in the manager's office, and Lu Dongjun found more than 160 dollars in the secret compartment.
This is all that Lu Dongjun gained from this trip.
Lu Dongjun threw the ocean to the ground, and it scattered everywhere.
After a while, he lowered his head and picked it up again.
He didn't have much cash on him and couldn't withdraw checks from the bank, so Lu Dongjun never thought that he would be short of money.
He took the money and left Jiangyuan Leather Shop.
…
Half an hour later, He Jiaqing, who was lying on the hospital bed, received the news that the manager of Jiangyuan Leather Factory had died.
After hearing the sounds of fighting at the scene, He Jiaqing determined the other party's identity.
The nurse kept sitting by the bed, which made He Jiaqing feel a little embarrassed.
Why is this aunt staring at me today?
I almost forgot that she would wipe my body soon. She seemed to enjoy the process very much.
He Jiaqing suddenly opened his eyes and the nurse suddenly fainted.
He sat up and whispered softly, "Tell my father that Lu Dongjun has been found."
"What about the other families?"
"Don't pay attention to them. The only one who really wants Lu Dongjun's life is my father."
ps: Banfeng is like this, sometimes I can’t figure him out.
(End of this chapter)
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