Chapter 169 A Beauty Formula Worth a Thousand Gold Pieces
Outside.
Qin Haifeng was still reeling from the phrase "seven times a night" and debating whether to follow her into the room when a voice filled with mockery suddenly sounded behind him:
"Hey~ Young man from the Qin family! You look like a strong and sturdy young man, but I didn't expect... hehe, you also have some unspeakable troubles?"
"Who has something they can't talk about?! I'm perfectly fine!!"
"Yes, yes, you're doing very well, very well..."
The man gave a perfunctory reply, but inwardly he was filled with suspicion: 'What normal grown man would sneak into the cowshed at night?' The more he thought about it, the more suspicious it became, and the gossip circulating in the village flashed through his mind: 'I heard some of them look big and burly, but their...things are as thin as a needle, and they can't even get an erection...'
His thoughts were drifting when his gaze unconsciously, with a hint of inquiry, drifted towards Qin Haifeng's lower body...
When his gaze fell upon the rather impressive and striking silhouette outlined by the tight pants, his eyes widened in shock and his mouth gaped open as if he could fit an egg in it!
"My goodness!"
He gasped, inwardly exclaiming, "This amount... it's probably enough for both of us?! And this... you're still not satisfied?? You want to ask Old Master Yan to 'enhance' it?! Qin kid... your demands are way too high!!"
Qin Haifeng caught a glimpse of Lin Youcai's figure in the shadows, and his handsome face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp, burning intensely. Yet, deep in his heart, a strange, secret pride welled up, a feeling that "I am stronger and bigger than all of them."
"Uncle, are you... going home after your doctor's appointment?" he greeted him, his voice a little dry.
"Go away! Your uncle is incredibly strong, do you need to look at this?" Lin Youcai waved his hand, then lowered his voice and urged, "Alright, alright, hurry up and go in while no one's around!" After saying that, without waiting for Qin Haifeng's explanation, he grabbed the medicine packet in his hand and ran off in a flash.
Lin Baozhu, who was in the shadows, witnessed the whole thing and could no longer hold back, bursting out laughing.
"That's great..."
She emerged from the shadows with a hint of schadenfreude, her eyes crinkling. "If Uncle Youcai, the 'loudmouth,' finds out you came to see Old Man Yan for 'medical treatment' late at night, I bet the whole village will know you have a problem in that area before noon tomorrow!"
Lin Youcai's reputation as "the fastest talker in Da Geba Village" is well-deserved. Anything he says is guaranteed to spread like wildfire, reaching everyone's ears in the blink of an eye. What's even more amazing is that he can automatically add extra details!
For example: Grandma Wang lost a needle at the east end of the village, but Lin Youcai could turn it into "the telephone pole at the east end of the village fell down and killed someone!"
Qin Haifeng was clearly well aware of the power of this "loudspeaker," and the thought of potentially "upgraded" rumors made his face even more ashen. It was one thing to spread rumors about his "extraordinary talent," but if they spread rumors about him…
Can't it stand up straight?
Oh my god!
He couldn't possibly strip naked and stand at the village entrance to prove to the villagers that he "could do it," could he? Qin Haifeng... wasn't that shameless!
"Alright, alright, stop making that long face."
Lin Baozhu suppressed a laugh and offered a suggestion: "This is easy! Just have Old Yan casually mention to the men who come to see the doctor that you, Qin Haifeng, are exceptionally gifted in that area, much better than the average person, wouldn't that solve the problem?"
Qin Haifeng rolled his eyes at her, annoyed. Was he worried about what the villagers would think of him? He was worried that the Lin family—especially Baozhu's mother—would hear these rumors and put him on their "no" list, never letting him near Baozhu again!
But could he say that directly to Lin Baozhu?
No way! He had to find an opportunity to drag his second and third brothers to the bathhouse for a 'frank meeting'...
"Are you two just standing outside like door gods? Come in!"
Old Yan's cold voice drifted out of the window, interrupting Qin Haifeng's thoughts.
Inside the cowshed, the lights were dim.
Lin Baozhu coughed lightly and said apologetically, "Old Yan, I've been too busy lately. I wanted to come and study every night, but sometimes I don't get home until midnight, and sometimes I just stay in town. But don't worry, I haven't dared to miss a single book I need to read!"
She said earnestly, "I've memorized the entire 'Encyclopedia of Chinese Herbal Medicines' from beginning to end. Also..."
She paused, then carefully took something out of her small bag: "I found this by chance while rummaging through the junkyard—"
It was an old, thread-bound book with a cover that was almost worn out and the edges curled and yellowed. The words "Beauty Formula" could still be vaguely discerned.
"The Beauty Formula Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold?!"
Old Master Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice suddenly became extremely low. Seeing his strong reaction, Lin Baozhu immediately handed him the book.
Old Yan's withered hands trembled slightly as he accepted the book, as if holding a lost treasure that had been recovered. His rough fingers gently traced the tattered cover, and his cloudy eyes instantly welled up with tears. His lips moved as he murmured, "It really is...it really is! I never thought...I never thought you would find it...Good, good, good..."
Seeing his barely suppressed excitement, Lin Baozhu's doubts deepened: "Elder Yan, does this 'Thousand Gold Beauty Formula'... have any special origin?"
Old Yan took a deep breath, carefully placed the book on the table, and lowered his voice even further, filled with heavy reminiscence:
"The author of this book... was Elder Tong, the former head of the Imperial Medical Academy during the Qing Dynasty. He and my grandfather... were close friends and worked together for many years..."
He wiped the moisture from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand and continued, "A few days ago, that Zhao Xiaoyu came to the cowshed with vegetable pancakes, trying to get some beauty and skincare recipes out of me, both openly and secretly! To my shame, the little bit I know... was revealed to me by a descendant of Old Master Tong in his spare time."
After listening, Lin Baozhu remained silent for a moment, struggling with her inner conflict, before finally saying, "Since it is a family heirloom of the Tong family... then this book should rightfully be returned to its rightful owner." In any case, she had memorized all the contents.
Old Master Yan waved his hand heavily, "No...no need. Since you found this book in the junkyard, it must be destined for you. Besides..."
His voice choked up, "The Tong family... has no descendants left."
"Was... harmed by the people of the Bloodline Kingdom?" Lin Baozhu's heart tightened.
"no……"
Old Yan's voice was filled with sorrow, "They were... used as 'capital' and fought to death!!"
What he didn't elaborate on was that those people wearing red armbands somehow heard that the "Thousand Gold Beauty Formula" was still in the Tong family's possession, and then, using capital as an excuse, they swindled dozens of people from the Tong family... leaving only a little granddaughter who was sent to work in a remote rural area...
Now this book is stuck in a junkyard, so badly damaged... the last remaining bloodline of the Tong family is probably already...
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