"How's it going?" Seeing that she didn't speak, the old man felt confident and asked again.
At the same time, I felt a little weird. Who would have thought that he would accept a disciple like this. . . You still have to beg others. . . . If this is told in the future, no one will believe it. Well, of course, this must not be told. It is too embarrassing.
"Old man..." Gu Shiba Niang looked at him and said seriously, "I really don't have a master. I didn't hide it from you on purpose."
The old man was a little dull.
"I'm not lying to you. Anyway, I don't have a master. Whether you believe it or not, this is a fact." Gu Shiba Niang smiled helplessly.
This old man chased her all the way just to know his master, and even took out the precious book.
Only when you have thought through the truth can you make a lie. . . .
Thinking of this sentence, Gu Shiba Niang felt that her previous guess was wrong. This old man was indeed extraordinary. He should know the value of that book. . . . .
She bit her lower lip, "Your book, if you agree, I will return it to you after I finish it..."
The old man looked shocked at first, then thoughtfully, looking at Gu Shiba Niang, as if he was considering whether her words were true or false.
He pulled the sack, dug in and turned it up.
"Look, look at it this time, I won't believe it..." He muttered, grabbed a handful of medicinal materials and handed them over.
Gu Shiba Niang glanced at his hand and sighed.
"Can't you tell?" the old man asked earnestly, his eyes shining with expectation.
"If you use water, you can tell it after soaking in it..." Gu Shiba Niang suddenly couldn't bear the look in the old man's eyes.
There are many adulterated safflowers here. I don’t know who came up with the wicked idea of dyeing some chrysanthemum petals to pass it off as real. It’s amazing that he could come up with this idea. Madam, you can just play with it. . . .
The words of that old master rang in her ears, and she repeated them slowly.
The old man's face was about to wrinkle up.
"It's impossible, it's impossible. You should look at it for a while longer. Why do you only look at it once..." He stretched out his fingers and grabbed the messy white hair, feeling a little crazy.
I already know you are selling fake medicines, why are you thinking so much... Gu Shiba Niang couldn't help laughing.
"Old man, since you know how to make real medicine, why are you making fake medicine?" She said with a smile, "If you make real medicine well, you can make money... For example, Mr. Dong, do you know Mr. Dong? Dong from Hezhong County Master, he is a pharmaceutical expert..."
Seeing the respect and envy on the little girl's face, the old man curled his lips.
"What Mr. Dong...he is nothing..."
Gu Shiba Niang couldn't help but twitch her lips. Looking at the old man's unconcerned look, you are selling fake medicine...
Is this considered peer-to-peer contempt or peer-to-peer enemy
"Little girl," the old man looked at her with a smile, "What? Do you really want to be like Mr. Dong?"
You just said that Mr. Dong is a fart...
"Hey..." the old man scratched his head and winked, "Of course, if you let me guide you, you will naturally not become...that..."
Gu Shiba Niang was amused by his words, and gradually became surprised when she saw the old man's relaxed and casual expression.
Could this old man really have a lot of background? I would like to ask if there is anyone in the world who dares to say that a pharmacist like Mr. Dong is a piece of shit, then who is such a person
For example, the last generation of Liu Gong's successor, Liu Bucai.
Of course she knew Liu Bucai, the direct descendant of the pharmaceutical master Liu Gong's family, the last generation to be exact.
But at that time, the world had confirmed that the last descendant of Liu Gong had passed away for more than 20 years, and he had no children or disciples. No one even knew how he died and where his bones were. The famous Liu Gong family had completely become a legend. It is recorded in literature and passed down orally by pharmacists, not to mention that the book Liu Gong concocted the Seventeen Methods is a legendary legend.
To be honest, she was still doubtful about the authenticity of the book that contained Liu Gong's Seventeen Methods in her hand. She guessed that maybe some pharmacist had written it himself and just used Liu Gong's name, just like Liu Gong's. In that life, people often claimed that their medicines were secretly prepared by Liu Gong. Such things were not uncommon.
Gu Shiba Niang's face became surprised.
"Have you ever heard of Mr. Liu Bucai?" She couldn't help but ask, guessing the old man's age, "Do you know him?"
"I don't know, I don't know..." The old man suddenly became a little impatient, "Hey, do you want to learn?"
Although he was reborn ten years ago, it was not twenty years ago after all. Liu Bucai was already dead at this time.
If she really had a disciple, it would be impossible for her to remain unknown. Gu Shiba Niang laughed at herself, put the idea aside, thought about it for a while, and then replied: "I don't want to learn how to make counterfeit medicine..."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "You want to learn, but you're not qualified yet..."
"Then I'll give you some advice, Mr. Lao." Gu Shiba Niang said with a slight salute.
She didn't say she wanted to become a disciple, but the old man looked at her and didn't care.
After all, after being an official, who would be willing to be called a craftsman if she is a lady? But if this girl really doesn't have a master, then she is a rare talent, and she will make a profit.
The old man and Gu Shiba Niang looked at each other and smiled, both happy because of their respective concerns.
Soon after, the old man recalled this day and reluctantly admitted that it was not that the girl was a genius, but that he was a fool.
The old man did not leave a specific address, but only said that he would come to her when the time came.
Gu Shiba Niang didn't take it seriously either. The reason why she agreed to receive his guidance was because she thought it was pitiful that the old man was so stubborn in questioning her master, so she could give him an explanation.
Being exposed to carefully prepared counterfeit medicines over and over again, but not knowing how they saw it, is like watching someone shoot you in the back one after another, but you can't see who your opponent is. I'm just afraid it won't feel good.
With this incident, Gu Shiba Niang didn't go to the drugstore to sell medicine and went straight home. She met a young man delivering toads at the door of her house.
His expression was even worse than when we saw him a few days ago, and he was still wearing his own ragged single clothes.
"My sister is ignorant and has caused trouble for you." He whispered.
Gu Shiba Niang glanced at him, fully aware of the young man's humble dignity.
"Since you have decided to repay your kindness, why do you care about receiving more favors from me?" She said lightly, glanced at the young man, and frowned slightly at the pale face, "Go and find a doctor to see what's wrong with your body." You're so sick, can you still walk when I need you?"
This was said in an extremely rude manner, but the young man seemed to be relieved.
"Don't worry about this. I won't die until I repay your kindness..." He said in a hoarse voice, and then strode away.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at his back and smiled.