"Wocao, what's going on?"
Mo Ming's first reaction was that the shop owners whose shops were bombed yesterday came to visit.
However, he immediately rejected this idea, because there were many shops that were bombed yesterday. If all these people came to visit, the first person who should be alarmed would be Yan Buping, followed by his stepmother Yan Ningxue.
And his stepmother, who is so powerful, will block everything!
That is how the matter
Mo Ming got up and walked out, opened the courtyard door, and saw several grooms driving two carriages, guided by their servants, passing by the door of his courtyard.
Those carriages were loaded with a lot of things, and they were covered with black curtains, so you couldn't see what was on them.
"Hey, isn't this awesome brother? Why did you get up so early today?"
Just when Mo Ming was wondering, Yan Shaoan, the youngest son of the head of the Yan family and the second youngest son of the Yan family, walked over from behind the team with a sleepy look on his face.
This guy's eyes were half-closed, with a speck of eye droppings hanging from the corners of his eyes. He yawned one after another, and his sounds were all weak. You could tell at a glance that he was still sleepy.
"What is this?"
Mo Ming pointed to the two carriages.
"What else could it be? Medicine!"
"For whom?"
"my brother."
"Is your brother dying?"
"You're the one who's going to die!"
Yan Shaoan glared at Mo Ming and explained:
"Isn't Nanling Mansion about to recruit new people? These are the elixirs and spiritual materials that my father collected for my brother. They were all obtained at a high price. When I came back, I asked a master of alchemy to refine them for my brother to increase his blood. , the elixir for improving one’s cultivation!”
"Two large carriages of elixir, tsk tsk, it's really a big deal, a big deal! If you give it to me, I can go to Nanling Mansion!"
Mo Ming shook his head and sighed, in this world, rich people can really do whatever they want!
"Stop dreaming. There is only one spot this time. My brother is bound to get it. My father will not allow others to compete with me. I advise you not to say such nonsense, otherwise something will happen easily!"
There was a hint of reminder in Yan Shaoan's tone. After speaking, he yawned sleepily:
"I won't tell you anymore, I have to go back and catch up on my sleep!"
After that, he rubbed his eyes that could barely open and walked away.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Looking at the two carriages driving away, Mo Ming shook his head. It was exactly as Yan Qingcheng expected. Yan Buping really did not hesitate to let Yan Qingming enter Nanling Mansion at any cost!
In fact, if you think about it, although Yan Qingcheng is known as the most talented young girl in Yunzhou, she is not Yan Buping's biological daughter after all.
He himself is the head of the Yan family, but his son cannot be the first in the family. He, the head of the family, has no face!
If Yan Qingming can enter Nanling Mansion, it will be of great benefit to Yan Qingming's own future, the face of the head of his family, and the future of the Yan family. It will kill three birds with one stone!
It is foreseeable that in the last two months, there will continue to be carriages transporting elixirs and herbs into the Yan Mansion.
Who makes Yan Qingming a rich second generation? He has a rich father, so he has no worries about resources!
"Oh, you said it would be great to have money! If I want to be rich, I will do the same!"
Mo Ming was really pleased to see his competitors working so hard!
To show off, you have to find such a strong opponent. How boring would it be to find a playboy like Yan Shaoan as your opponent
What Mo Ming likes to do most is to defeat others in the field they are best at! Although this is very cheap...
Yan Mansion, Medicine Storehouse
"Seal all these things with the 'Spirit Sealing Seal' to prevent spiritual power from leaking out. Seal them in a separate warehouse for easy access in the future!"
After personally inspecting all the spiritual materials, Yan Buping nodded and called to the servants around him to put the spiritual medicines into storage.
The Yan family is located in Yunzhou. The family has a big business and many talented people in the family. All the projects in the family are handled by talents in various fields. Logically speaking, he, the head of the family, does not need to worry about such trivial matters.
However, this time was different. These boxes of spiritual materials were related to his beloved son, Yan Qingming's future, and also related to the face of his family head.
Therefore, this batch of spiritual materials, from the initial demand order, to the subsequent inspection and selection, to the final escort, was all handled by him, the head of the family, personally!
Among this batch of elixirs, some he personally led people to dig in the steep mountains, and some he personally went to medicine shops, black markets and other places to order...
Now that we finally have it all together, it can be considered that the hard work has paid off!
Yan Buping walked up to an old man in green clothes and said, "I wonder when sir can start the furnace to refine the blood elixir for my son?"
This old man in green clothes was about fifty years old, with white hair and a boyish face, and a white beard hanging down his chest. When he heard Yan Buping's words, he slowly shook his head and said:
"It's not time yet, we still need to use the main medicine!"
"Could it be the eight-hundred-year-old 'Beef Blade' that the gentleman is talking about?"
"Yes, the Yang Niu is a savage beast with strong and vigorous blood, which is far superior to ordinary strange beasts, monsters, and spiritual beasts. It can swallow rocks and fossils in three hundred years, break through mountains and shatter mountains in five hundred years, and roar to pieces in eight hundred years. Most people in the world think that the essence of his blood is stored in the horns of his head, but in fact it is in his shoulder blades!"
The old man in green walked to the door of the hall and said quietly: "If this main ingredient is missing, then all these elixirs will be meaningless."
"It's time for the eight-hundred-year-old Yang Niu to give birth to a primitive bone!" A light flashed in Yan Buping's eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have made some decision.
But after hearing his words, the old man in green clothes was surprised and said:
"Brother Yan, could it be that you want Qing Ming to..."
"Yes, Qing Ming should have moved to the seventh level of the Blood Realm after leaving seclusion. It is also time to prepare some attack methods for him!"
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"We, the common people, are so happy today!"
"We, the common people, are so happy today!"
"We, the common people, are so happy today!"
…
After breakfast, Mo Ming hummed a tuneless tune all the way to Sanyang Street, which was almost destroyed. For him, today was a good day!
Look at Yan Qingming. He has a rich father. Whatever spiritual resources he wants, Yan Buping will have them all prepared with just one word!
How can he be so stupid? He wants to get some cultivation resources, but he is pretending and deceiving others, using his own face and reputation to earn it.
Alas, the majestic immortal soldiers of heaven have fallen to this level. It will make those who hear it sad and shed tears!
But there is no other way. If you don’t rely on yourself for the path of spiritual practice, who should you rely on
Rely on his father
Forget it, let’s just rely on him!
Finally, a little fat sheep came to his door. How could he not be excited? !
The bright morning sun shines on the earth, making people feel a little more sunny.
Of course, in the entire Sanyang Street, Mo Ming is the only one who can feel the sunshine now!
Early in the morning, Sanyang Street was full of busy people. Some were carrying stone poles on their shoulders, and some were holding wooden stakes in their hands, making noisy noises. The things in their hands even made "bang" and "bang" sounds from time to time.
These people were either workers hired to pave the road or the owners of the shops that were bombed.
From a distance, Mo Ming saw a young man standing under the poplar tree at the street entrance...
(End of chapter)