Since she had to go to Mr. Huang to get medicine anyway, she might as well take the gold with her.
"You're not eating?!"
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mrs. Hu coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice and preparing to go out.
"Come back later to eat!"
Ji Changying replied, gathered her hair together and ran towards the wheat field.
Because Song Ruqing's health had not yet recovered, Mr. Huang had been living with the Red Sleeve Army in a tent in the wheat field.
Sometimes when the weather was good, he would go to the mountains to find some medicinal herbs, dig them up and dry them near the wheat field.
Many people in the Ji family knew him, and they would occasionally go to see him if they felt unwell.
When Ji Changying arrived, she saw Old Huang setting up a booth with a table, treating a patient. "Your hair is sparse, your scalp is oily and dandruffy, your tongue is red with a white coating, you're restless and have frequent dreams, and there's heat in your blood. You need to clear the heat first. I'll write you a prescription. Go get seven doses, then come back to me for another one."
Mr. Huang picked up a pen, wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, and handed it to the patient in front of him.
The other party thanked him profusely, paid two cents for the consultation fee, and left with the prescription.
"The sun is rising from the west today? How come you have time to come here? Are you looking for me, old man?"
Old Huang tidied the table, glanced at Ji Changying, and said unhappily.
"What are you talking about? If I don't come to you, will I find someone else? Who has a better relationship with us?"
Ji Changying strode over and sat down opposite him.
Huang Lao snorted: "Don't give me such a playful smile, why are you here if nothing happened? Tell me what's going on?"
Ji Changying gave a thumbs up: "If it weren't for your sharp eyesight, I really have something to ask you."
She first took out her piece of gold and handed it to Mr. Huang. "I found it on the side of the road. I was quite happy at first, but I found the black dog a little strange. I don't know why it kept holding on to it and kept sucking on it. I've been watching it for several days. Could it be that there is something about this thing that makes the monkey addicted?"
Old Huang held the piece of gold, looked at it left and right, and sniffed it, but he didn't smell any strange smell.
"There are indeed drugs that can make animals addicted, but I've never heard of any that are colorless and odorless. I can't make a decision right now. Leave it here for now. I'll try it with the medicine and see."
It is difficult to judge with the naked eye. Although he did not smell anything, the sense of smell of animals is more developed than that of humans. Maybe there is something that humans cannot smell but they can?
Ji Changying nodded in understanding: "Then let's put it here for now!"
She's not in a hurry about this anyway.
"But... well, I've been having some trouble lately, you know."
Ji Changying gave Huang Lao a look that said, "You know what I mean." "So I wanted to ask if you have any secret recipe for a more potent poison?"
Mr. Huang glanced at her and asked, "Are you planning to do something bad again?"
"Tsk, what are you talking about? When have I ever done anything bad? When have I ever done anything bad? I've always done good things to protect the people."
Ji Changying looked dissatisfied.
She is a good young woman who always beats and kills those who deserve to be beaten or killed. How can you think of her like this?
Mr. Huang choked and thought about it carefully. It was true!
"Tell me what you do first! You can't give this medicine to random people."
Such medicine does exist, but it cannot be used casually. After all, it can be fatal if you are not careful.
Ji Changying had nothing to be ashamed of, so she recounted what happened last night: "I just want to get some medicine to make them behave. If it really doesn't work, forget it."
If all else fails, she will use her mental power to turn all these people into dementia, but it might be more difficult to communicate with them then.
At worst, when someone asks her, she can just say that she felt sorry for these fools and hired them as bodyguards.
Doesn't this seem 'noble'? It fits the grain merchant's personality even better!
Old Huang glared at her angrily: "Just to make them obey, you actually used such a precious medicine of mine! The more powerful the poison, the more precious the medicinal materials are, you know!"
"I have no idea!"
Ji Changying is justified!
She is not a doctor, how does she know what medicine is in it?
"Don't bother with that. I'll go with you! Just make them lose control of their emotions. I'll stick a needle in their head and leave it there. They'll have a temporary amnesia. Then whatever you say will be done. I'll take it out after I'm done with you."
Ji Changying was very surprised: "There is such a thing?!"
It is a must-have for robbing, home and traveling!
Huang Lao was proud: "Unique secret recipe!"
The two of them did not waste any time. Ji Changying took Mr. Huang back to Ji's house, had a simple breakfast, and then ran to the next yard.
Ren Dongnan was "training" those men in black in the house.
They were all tied up, with rags stuffed in their mouths and tied behind their heads. Ren Dongnan removed and re-attached the joints of their hands and feet.
He didn't say a word the whole time, just casually removing one person, pressing him back and replacing him with another.
The only sounds in the room were the sweaty, painful groans and cracking sounds of the men in black.
They couldn't even scream.
Ji Changying couldn't help swallowing when she saw this: "Master, if Master Huang has a way, I will bring him here."
Mr. Huang's expression did not change when he saw all this. In his eyes, these were just child's play.
It’s a million times more painful for them to find someone to test the drug on!
"You can't do that. If I were to find some poisonous scorpions or snakes and put them in there and watch them eat themselves bit by bit, that would be a real breakdown."
Ren Dongnan paused and began to seriously think about the difficulty of implementing this.
The tied man in black looked at them in horror.
It would be better to just let them die!
“Woooooooooooo!!!”
Someone stretched his neck, the veins on his face popped out, and wanted to speak but the rag in his mouth blocked his mouth tightly.
Huang Lao tutted his words and shook his head: "With this kind of mentality, I think it's really not good. I'll just take action directly."
I originally thought he was specially trained to be tough in his words when killing people, but this is it?
Old Huang took out his acupuncture bag from his waist, pulled out a long silver needle, and walked towards the person who was whimpering the loudest.
His body was surging on the ground and he wanted to retreat, but Ji Changying stepped forward and held him down. Old Huang pointed at the acupuncture points with his fingers and acted quickly and efficiently.
The entire needle disappeared into the head, and the other person's eyes changed from fear to silence.
One of them pressed the other and gave acupuncture, and soon all twelve people were knocked unconscious.
Huang Lao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This is even more cautious than when I give an acupuncture to a pig. It's really tiring."
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