President’s Exclusive Alchemist

The taste of the dishes is worthy of its staggering prices, which makes Ming Wu, who hasn't eaten food for a long time, just eaten it.

Traveling to the world of cultivating immortals, everything is good, but it’s hard to say a word about eating, especially immortal cultivators can fasten after the foundation is built. Therefore, unless it is spiritual food that contains a lot of spiritual energy, cultivators seldom eat ordinary food.

At the dinner, Li Jiahua, who had not seen him for more than a month, mentioned Ming Wuxiang to apply for Yanhuang University when he talked to Yi Xingkan Dashan. Before Yi Xing had time to be surprised, Dong Zhiming, who had been quietly listening to the chat between the two, spoke first.

"Really?"

Li Jiahua and Yi Xing were busy talking, while Dong Zhiming and Ming Wuxiang were busy eating. The scene was very harmonious. Hearing Dong Zhiming's questioning, Ming Wuxiang swallowed the braised prawns in his mouth and nodded.

"My grandfather always wanted me to be admitted to Yanhuang University."

Hearing Ming Wuxiang mentioning Father Ming, the three of them were silent, and Dong Zhiming spoke again: "Then let's work hard together!"

While Dong Zhiming said this, his eyes were still shining fiery, just like a **** man, and a red flame ignited behind his back.

Seeing Dong Zhiming's reaction, Ming Wuxiang remembered that Dong Zhiming, the student in their dormitory, was admitted to the Department of Computer Science at Yanhuang University. Before graduating, I cooperated with the rich second-generation Yixing. Yixing paid the money and Dong Zhiming developed the technology. It was such a studio that looked unreliable. In the same year, he launched a new office system to simplify office procedures.

At that time, Dong Zhiming also appeared on the National Taiwan Science and Technology column, making Dong Zhiming famous overseas as a student.

Ming Wuxiang glanced at him and introduced him to Dong Zhiming of Yanhuang University. He couldn't help but sigh that he is not a student. Although he was not born very well, but with Yixing this guy guarding him, his future development is absolutely extraordinary.

This interruption made the next situation turn into the three of them quietly listening to Dong Zhiming, the student tyrant, and watching Dong Zhiming who talked eloquently, so that the three in the box were suppressed for the first time. Because they didn't expect that the personality was a bit introverted, and the little Dongzi who was still studying besides reading actually had such a side...

Although Yixingjia is a rich man, he attaches great importance to his education. Therefore, it is impossible to find a back door for college with poor grades. Moreover, Yi's father made it very clear that he would give him the tuition for four years of college in one go. As for other expenses, I can only rely on Yixing's own efforts.

If it's not easy to do, and you won't be able to set up a studio together without graduating from university, it is all forced out. The tuition fee plus some of his small investments are enough to support the early operation of their small studio. After the office system is developed, the money earned by Yixing can wake up when dreaming.

Li Jiahua had a good grade in the college entrance examination and was admitted to a first-class institution, not far from the school of Yixing and Dong Zhiming. With four people in the dormitory, only Ming Wuxiang entered a third-rate university, and the location was still west, very far from the three.

If it hadn't been for Li Jiahua to still have contact with the village, Ming Wuxiang might have broken up with these friends.

Now back to the year of the 18-year-old college entrance examination, sitting in a bright classroom with Teacher Tao teaching on the podium. Looking down at his hands with only a few thinly callused fingers, these were left behind after his grandfather was collecting medicine, and his hands were tightly closed. Ming Wuxiang once again focused on listening to Teacher Tao's lecture on the stage.

Three days have passed since the start of the new semester. During these three days, teachers of all subjects have reviewed the content learned in the previous semester. After so many years in the world of cultivating immortals, Ming Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, having forgotten all the knowledge he had learned in high school. At least he still has time to recall what he learned that year.

During these three days, Ming Wuxiang was surprised at the same time. After reviewing the textbooks he had learned before, Ming Wuxiang discovered that he had actually lighted up his unforgettable skills.

I saw the last page of the second language textbook in my hand and covered it, Ming Wuxiang let out a sigh.

Back in the world of cultivating immortals, he was really wearing it. As for returning to eighteen years old, although he could not bring back the body that had been cultivated to the Yuan Ying period, his soul was a master in the Yuan Ying period.

It is easy to write down the knowledge in these textbooks. There is also the feeling of killing chickens with a sledgehammer, Ming Wuxiang silently took out the Chinese textbook of the last semester of high school, and opened the first page——

This kind of aircraft carrier learning method in learning masters is really cool!

Under this non-human learning method, in just three days, Ming Wuxiang had all the textbook knowledge for the second semester of high school in his mind.

While refreshing, Ming Wuxiang put the cultivation plan on the agenda.

The soul is a master at the Nascent Soul Stage, but his body is only better than ordinary people. This was the result of Grandpa Ming using medicated bath when Ming Wuxiang was a child.

Ming Wuxiang's grandfather, Ming Zhenchang, is a Chinese medicine doctor. Of course, his medical skills are not as good as those masters of Chinese medicine, but he is very famous in Ming Wuxiang's hometown.

It's just that this ancestral medical technique, to the generation of Ming Wuxiang's father, he himself has no interest in Chinese medicine, and even ginseng and Tian Qi are stupidly confused.

For Ming's father, Grandpa Ming had long given up and turned his attention to Ming Wuxiang after he was born. Fortunately, Ming Wu was still interested in Chinese medicine. Although his talent was average, Grandpa Ming still carefully taught the young Ming. Wuxiang, I hope Ming Wuxiang can inherit the Ming family and become a Chinese medicine doctor.

Grandpa Ming hopes that Ming Wuxiang will be admitted to Yanhuang University because he wants him to be admitted to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Yanhuang University.

The bell rings for the end of get out of class, and today's class ends here. Ming Wuxiang packed up the books. The contents of these books were all in his mind and would not be forgotten, but Ming Wuxiang still carefully packed them up, and you can review them when you have time.

Li Jiahua, who was sitting in front of him, packed up his things and turned to Ming Wuxiang and asked, "Master Dao, what activities are there tomorrow and Sunday?"

Although Ming Wuxiang are students in the third year of high school, they still have less than half a year for the college entrance examination, but the teaching philosophy of the second middle school is a combination of work and rest, so even if they are students in the third year, they still have holidays.

Hearing what Li Jiahua said, without waiting for Ming Wuxiang's answer, Yi Xing, who was sitting on Ming Wuxiang's left hand, leaned over like a loach, and then gave a look that you understand and I understand, and winked at the friends: "Tomorrow there will be a beauty pageant at the Flower Market Hall, with handsome men and beautiful women."

Three pairs of contemptuous eyes responded to someone, yes, three pairs, and Dong Zhiming came over with the book.

Yixing, who was despised by the little partner, quit, and immediately yelled: "The saint has a cloud, and the food and **** are also good. I don't believe you are not interested!"

Ming Wuxiang, who had already packed his things, went directly to Yixing and walked to Li Jiahua. Dong Zhiming rarely raised his hand and patted Yixing’s shoulder, and said with earnest and earnest advice: "We are now senior high school students, and the key is to study hard and welcome College entrance examination."

After Dong Zhiming finished speaking, he quickly caught up with the two Ming Wuxiang who had already walked to the door of the classroom.

Easy to be thrown aside by the friends, the mess in the wind, I don't know if I should marvel at Xiao Dongzi and make fun of people or the sad friends left him behind.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Laughing over, while eating in the dining hall, Li Jiahua asked again if Ming Wuxiang had any arrangements for Sunday. As for Yixing's proposal to see the beauty pageant, he was ignored.

"Tomorrow I am going to the Medicine Street."

Hearing that Ming Wuxiang was going to the medicine street, Yi Xing also forgot the handsome men and beauties in the beauty contest. Before Li Jiahua could speak, he interrupted and said, "Why are you running to the street of Chinese Medicine? Are you sick?" As he spoke, he looked at the truth.

Yi Xing is not a doctor, but by looking at his complexion, he can still tell that Ming Wuxiang looks like he is sick, and Dong Zhiming on the other side also looks over with concern.

Li Jiahua's reaction was not as great as the other two. He knew the identity of Grandpa Ming, so it was no surprise that Ming Wuxiang was going to the street of Chinese medicine.

Sure enough, he explained, "I am not sick, I just want to go there and buy some medicinal materials for medicine."

Re-cultivation, not to mention the pill, now this body must first wash the tendons and cut the marrow, so as to better absorb and contain the spiritual energy.

Fortunately, although the aura of this world is not comparable to the world of cultivating immortals, it is not considered a desert world. It is no problem to support him to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage. As for the next spiritual energy problem, there is the elixir in the white jade space. I won't say that this is too far away, and it is completely possible to re-train to the Nascent Soul stage.

Without Ming Wuxiang's explanation, Li Jiahua briefly talked about the identity of Grandpa Ming. Hearing that Grandpa Ming is a Chinese medicine doctor and his medical skills are not bad, Yi Xing immediately gave Ming Wuxiang a shining look. Leaning close to Ming Wuxiang, a pair of good buddies hugged his shoulders, flattering.

"Hey, Dao, do you think your family is like a family of hermits? Then there are cultivation techniques, but there is no cultivation technique. It is also OK to catch ghosts, or your name would not make people like that. Misunderstanding, right?"

The name Mingwuxiang really sounds misleading, especially for the second element family.

If it were back then, Ming Wuxiang would definitely shake his head with a big brain, let him wash and sleep, don't think too much. However, after two deaths, Bai Yu brought the experience of traveling to the world of cultivating immortals and then wearing it back, so Ming Wuxiang didn't know what to say for a while.

Could it be said that the more impossible speculation in this world is the truth?

However, the Ming family should not be a family of hermits. The medical skills are passed down from the family, but Ming Wuxiang knows that the Ming family's medical skills have not reached the level of stunning and stunning. As for the grandma's house, Grandma Ming passed away when Ming Wuxiang was very young. Even if her grandma was there, she didn't have any contact with the outside family, not to mention her absence, let alone contact with her.

But judging from the inheritance of Bai Yu, the grandmother's family may be a hermit family, and if there are any descendants who don't know, the decline is certain. Otherwise, the inheritance of Baiyu would not be so simple and straightforward to say that women do not inherit children. It is because women are more likely to awaken the wood spirit body and water spirit body.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and as for looking forward to his Yiyi, Ming Wuxiang reached out and pushed him away decisively.

"Young Master Yi, it's in the third year of high school, and the college entrance examination is less than half a year away. As a college entrance examination candidate, you must study hard and make progress every day. It is better to read less about novels."

"..." Yi Xing, who was pushed aside by Ming Wuxiang, curled his lips. To be honest, he didn't believe Ming Wuxiang was a family of hermits, but just teased his little partner.

However, those who know the truth in the future will only be able to blow up their hair today: Why study hard and fart every day! Daoye has no companionship at all, so he is so amazed and gossip does not tell him!

Even though he was despised, Yi Xing followed up on Sunday's Chinese medicine street activities. Li Jiahua was also with him. As for Dong Zhiming, Xueba said that even if it was a holiday, he could not relax. Xueba's dedication to learning, even if it is easy to do, this teasing comparison would also express defeat.

There are only three people, and the atmosphere is still very lively. It should be said that as long as Li Jiahua and Yi Xing are there, there is no chance of a cold show.

Sitting in the co-pilot position, Li Jiahua did not forget to tease Yi Xing, who was in charge of driving, "Master Yi didn't go to see handsome and beautiful women today?"

Concentrating on driving, it’s easy to drive. When I waited for the traffic lights, he glared at Li Jiahua, and then said in a majestic manner: "How can handsome men and beautiful women compare to brothers, today Sunday, the road to the Chinese medicine street is not easy to walk. ."

The traffic situation in the flower market during holidays is maddening, and driving is okay. If you are waiting for the bus, let alone traffic jams, getting on the bus is the consequence of the persimmon.

"Yes, yes, I'm going to trouble Young Master Yi as a driver today."

Ming Wuxiang, who was sitting at the back, watched the two people in front of each other all the way, without a smile on his face.

After an hour and a half, the car finally reached the TCM Street.

Although the TCM Street is an old street, the surrounding area is very modern. It is easy to find a parking space during busy hours. It is a little farther away and park in the parking lot of the commercial building next to it.

The three of them got out of the car. Today, the temperature is very comfortable and suitable for outing. Therefore, even if they walked for ten minutes, they didn't sweat anymore.

However, standing at the corner of the Chinese medicine street, looking at the old streets where people go, Yixing paused, and decided to ask Ming Wuxiang.

"Master Dao, what kind of medicinal materials do you want to buy today?" It would be better if you have a goal or you have already selected a store. If you are shopping, Yi Xing thinks that even if the temperature is comfortable, he will peel off a layer of skin while walking around the street in Chinese medicine. .

Seeing that Yixing's heart is afflicted, Ming Wuxiang chuckles and said, "Don't worry, there is a familiar shop on the street of Chinese Medicine. I only need to buy medicinal materials there today."

The Luoye Village where Ming Wuxiang lives is backed by the mountain. Grandpa Ming will go up the mountain to collect medicine and plant some commonly used herbs, but more medicinal materials are to be purchased.

Luoye Village is not far from the flower market. In addition, Grandpa Ming has a familiar friend who runs a medicinal store on the street of Chinese Medicine. Therefore, the herbs that Grandpa Ming needs are bought from friends.

Yi Xing exaggeratedly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there was no need to wander around the streets of traditional Chinese medicine. Li Jiahua, who was watching, said amused: "It's easy, you can't find a girlfriend like this."

"Cut, who says that girls will love shopping? And in the future, I will not necessarily be looking for a girl, but a guy will do."

Yan Huangguo allowed same-sex marriages. Seeing Yi Xing's proud look, Li Jiahua didn't know how to complain.

"Stop it, let's go."

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