Chapter 17 Do you believe there are dragons in this world?
The VIP tea room on the second floor of Tongjitang.
The music is melodious, the tea is fragrant, the simple wooden furniture and the landscape paintings hanging on the wall show a sense of historical sedimentation. A breeze blows the bamboo screen in the corner, bringing bursts of fragrance, making people feel as if they have entered a quiet and distant world.
Long wooden tables are neatly arranged around the tea room, with rattan chairs on both sides. The soft sunlight shines through the carved wooden windows above, making people feel peaceful and relaxed.
It was early morning on the weekend and there were no guests in the tea room yet.
The boss of Tongjitang personally guided Li Chengfeng and the other man to sit in the private room by the window, took out a business card and placed it in front of Li Chengfeng, saying earnestly, "Let me introduce myself first. My last name is Wang, Wang Xiangui, and I am the major shareholder of Tongjitang. I was too impatient just now, and my tone was a bit bad, so I caused you to misunderstand. Please forgive me."
"Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"
Li Chengfeng glanced at the business card on the table and said calmly, "Li Chengfeng."
"Hello, Mr. Li." Wang Xiangui breathed a sigh of relief and sat down opposite Li Chengfeng.
He took out the tea set from the table, filled the tea stove with spring water and boiled it, then took out a few transparent glass tea cups and placed them on the table. After the water boiled and cooled slightly, he filled the cups with seven-tenths of water of suitable temperature and started to make tea.
The movements were smooth and skillful, and it was obvious that he was well versed in this art.
The tea leaves danced in the boiling hot water, reflecting the clear green color in the transparent glass teacup. Wang Xiangui placed a cup of brewed tea in front of Li Chengfeng, "This is Longjing after the rain, a new tea that just arrived this year, please try it."
After greeting Li Chengfeng, he looked at Li Pingan who was sitting next to Li Chengfeng and asked with a smile: "What would you like to drink, little one?"
Li Ping'an hid in Li Chengfeng's arms and turned his head away.
Wang Xiangui saw this and did not force it. He directly made an internal call and asked the people below to bring up a hot can of milk.
"Children, don't drink tea. Drink some milk to grow taller." He smiled at Li Chengfeng, showing his kindness.
Li Chengfeng did not appreciate his kindness and said straight to the point: "No need, just say whatever you want to say."
Wang Xiangui paused for a moment, then laughed and gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Li is straightforward!"
He lowered his head and was silent for a while, thinking about how to speak. After a moment, he sat up straight, looked up and looked into Li Chengfeng's eyes, and said, "Mr. Li, we are doing business, and harmony is the most important thing. You are my guest, and I shouldn't ask about your privacy, but the recipe you took out today is so similar to an ancient recipe passed down from my ancestors that I have to offend you."
That ancient recipe is extremely precious. It is said that it was brought out from a mysterious tomb and can produce a medicine that can bring the dead back to life.
To modern people, it is obviously unrealistic to bring a dying person back to life with just one pill. However, some things passed down from generation to generation by Wang Xiangui's ancestors made him believe that there are some things in this world that exist in a realm that ordinary people cannot reach.
Unfortunately, the ancient prescription had long been damaged, and the contents recorded on it had become fragmented in the war-torn era. When it was passed down to his generation, he could only vaguely piece together some names of medicinal materials and alchemy techniques.
But even with the incomplete recipe, through more than a hundred years of exploration and research, it has successfully allowed their family to stand firm in China's traditional Chinese medicine industry for a hundred years.
If I had a complete recipe, I could really make the elixir on the recipe...
He couldn't imagine what a pioneering achievement this would be in the medical field!
Wang Xiangui's lifelong hope is to restore the ancient recipe and let the three words "Tongjitang" be passed down through the ages. Now that he has hope, how can he not be excited?
He controlled his emotions and asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Mr. Li, if my guess is correct, you came here to buy herbs today to make the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill? I want to know where you got this recipe from?"
Li Chengfeng couldn't remember where he got the recipe for the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill. He had been practicing Taoism for five thousand years, so how many recipes must he have obtained?
It was just a pill made for mortals. If Qi Xiang hadn't been injured this time, he wouldn't even have remembered that there was such a pill recipe.
In response to Wang Xiangui's question, he casually said, "I picked it up on the roadside. I can't remember clearly."
Wang Xiangui's excited expression froze on his face, and he forced a stiff smile, "Mr. Li, you are joking..."
Li Chengfeng interrupted him: "How did I get the prescription? What does it have to do with our exchange of medicine? Are you still going to exchange medicine?"
"Change, change, change, of course." Wang Xiangui noticed a hint of impatience on Li Chengfeng's face, and hurriedly called the employees downstairs in front of him to send up the herbs.
After the call, he took advantage of the break to ask, "With these herbs, can you really make the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill on the recipe?"
Is it really possible for ordinary people to make this kind of elixir that can change one's destiny?
Li Chengfeng glanced at him with a half-smile, "Whether I can make the elixir or not, what does it have to do with you?"
"That's not the case..." Wang Xiangui was at a loss for words after being asked. He smiled awkwardly to ease the embarrassment. The medicine had just arrived, and he was reluctant to hand it to Li Chengfeng, "Mr. Li, please keep the medicine."
He only got a recipe for the elixir without getting any other information out, and also gave away millions of medicinal materials. Even though Wang Xiangui was very wealthy, he couldn't help feeling a little painful.
But Li Chengfeng didn't feel how precious the medicine in his hand was at all. He just held the medicine in one hand and held the baby in the other, preparing to go back.
The more he acted so lightly and calmly, the more Wang Xiangui felt that he was an otherworldly sage.
I remembered that I had just gone to the temple to have my fortune told a few days ago. The fortune teller said that he would encounter a great opportunity that has not been seen in a century in the near future, and if he seized it, it would change his entire destiny.
Could it be that this hexagram is supposed to happen here?
The more Wang Xiangui thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. Business people are the most superstitious, and he is no exception.
Looking at Li Chengfeng's departing back, he quickly called out to him, "Mr. Li, please stay! Mr. Li, please stay!"
Li Chengfeng not only did not stop, but walked even faster.
Wang Xiangui: ...
Seeing that Li Chengfeng was about to go downstairs, he gritted his teeth and blurted out: "Do you believe that there are dragons in this world?"
As soon as he said this, Li Chengfeng stopped.
He slowly turned his head and uttered a word in a low voice: "Dragon?"
At the same time, in the far north.
With green mountains and white clouds lingering around, Changbai Mountain Tianchi is like a blue mirror, quietly embedded among the mountains.
Above the lake, there are countless rays of light, and the scene is golden and magnificent.
Beneath the lake, there is mystery and hidden dangers.
At the bottom of the deep lake, where the dragon veins are forbidden, as if sensing a call from afar, some unknown creature opened a pair of eyes as big as lanterns.
A moment later, a scream broke through the tranquility of the mountains.
"There is a monster! Report it to the Supernatural Administration!"
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