Drink tea?
Do you think Yao Youjiao wants him to go for tea?
Xu Youde finally realized that the inspection was obviously to find Zhao Zheng.
He was shocked and wondered when Zhao Zheng hooked up with Yao Yingxiong?
Is it time to sell bees?
Or is it that Yao Yingxiong supports Zhao Zheng and is preparing to intervene in the small mountain village?
"No, no." Xu Youde shook his head.
Zhao Zheng didn't say anything and left with Yao Yingxiong chatting and laughing.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
Niu Dalei and the other three were secretly excited.
Ma Dazhu was trembling all over, his heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and his legs began to go weak.
"It's true, how could it be true? How could Zhao Laosan possibly curry favor with Yao Youjiao?"
Ma Dazhu's scalp tingled, but at this moment, jealousy and anger were overshadowed by fear.
The flattery hit the horse's hoof, and with Zhao Laosan's temper, he will definitely not let him go.
Seeing Ma Dazhu's useless look, the members of Team 2 subconsciously stayed away from him and no one wanted to touch him.
Yan Dali from Team 8 was also trembling, "No, this is impossible..."
Xu Youde retracted his gaze, looked at his son, and whispered, "If Zhao Laosan really tries to curry favor with Yao Yingxiong, we can no longer treat him as an ordinary villager..."
...
Soon, Zhao Zheng brought Yao Yingxiong home.
Yang Zhaodi and Zhang Xiaoe are not at home. They went to stay with old lady Zhou.
Looking at the red cloth hanging from the eaves, Yao Yingxiong was stunned. "A new beam?"
Zhao Zheng nodded, "This morning."
"Not bad!" Yao Yingxiong looked at Zhao Zheng with admiration again. These days, other people can't even get enough food to eat, but Zhao Zheng can still put up beams at home and use new tiles. It's obvious that he is very capable.
He had already figured out Zhao Zheng's background and knew that his ancestors were wealthy. No wonder he was so measured in his conversation and behavior.
Of course, the most important thing is not this, but Zhao Zheng's hidden illness.
This is also true.
Including the money earned from selling bees, every penny was given to the Ma family.
Country people lose their morals when they see small profits, especially at times like this, so Zhao Zheng's loyalty is even more rare.
He is indeed a talent.
"This is a remote place, there's nothing good to offer you, Yao Youjiao, please don't despise it!" Zhao Zheng said.
"A cup of tea is enough!" Yao Yingxiong smiled. Besides, Zhao Zheng served not only a cup of tea, but also some kinds of dried fruits. If the countryside could provide these things, it must be the best things they had to entertain him.
"Yao Youjiao, I bought some wild delicacies in the village, but I was afraid people wouldn't believe me, so I used Yao Youjiao's name." Zhao Zheng said with shame, "Please punish me, Yao Youjiao!"
Yao Yingxiong laughed, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Old Zhao, I still believe in your character. You are just buying wild delicacies, not doing anything bad in my name. What's wrong with that?"
In his opinion, Zhao Zheng's willingness to use his reputation was a disguised way of doing things for him.
If he is not willing to make this little sacrifice, who would be willing to risk their life for him?
Patting Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, he continued, "Don't be nervous. As long as you're not doing anything bad, feel free to use it. If anyone bullies you in the future, just come find me!"
Zhao Zheng is a little older, but he is indeed a talented person.
Xu Youde is in his seventies and still works hard for the Zhong family. So, Zhao Zheng can still work hard for him for another thirty years!
"Yao Youjiao is so magnanimous. Zhao Zheng, I am very grateful!" He pretended to be grateful and secretly relieved in his heart. After doing so much, he was finally successful.
From now on, he can do whatever he wants with Yao Yingxiong by his side.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two men settled their identities. Yao Yingxiong then got down to business. "Old Zhao, let me ask you, are you willing to give me that little blue pill?"
As if he felt that he was being abrupt, he added, "I'm not asking for it for nothing. I have a great use for this prescription. Of course, this is your most precious treasure, and I won't give it to anyone else casually."
Does the little blue pill work?
Of course it works.
Old Zhu used two of them and immediately regained his confidence as a man, taming his tigress into a kitten.
He was so excited that he almost fell to his knees.
A small pill can cure a disease that even the famous doctors in the county cannot.
And it's also very long-lasting.
This effect is better than tiger blue purple.
Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "But is the little pill working?"
Yao Yingxiong nodded, "Yes, the effect is quite good."
Zhao Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as it works, that's fine. As for the prescription, I can give it to you. You don't need to pay for it."
Yao Yingxiong was touched. "Old Zhao, are you...really willing?"
"As long as I can help Yao Youjiao, a mere prescription is nothing." Zhao Zheng smiled. He had considered this when he first started selling medicine.
To refuse means uncertainty.
If anything happens in the future, Yao Yingxiong may not step forward.
It would be better to agree immediately. Besides, these are all Western medicines, and the prescriptions are very long. Modern people may not be able to understand them. What's wrong with telling him?
"Okay, Old Zhao, I underestimated you." The more Yao Yingxiong looked at Zhao Zheng, the more satisfied he became. "Don't worry, I will never treat you unfairly!"
Zhao Zheng smiled, then took out a piece of crude yellow paper from home and handed it over, "This is the prescription for the little blue pill!"
Yao Yingxiong took a look and said, "So this little pill is called Xiaoyao Pill. It really fits its medicinal effect, but this prescription..."
He was confused. "I know all these words, but what medicine does it mean when put together?"
"This is the original prescription the old Taoist priest gave me. This pill is made from the essences of many different herbs, such as horny goat weed and ganoderma lucidum, which make up one of the ingredients... After all these herbs are gathered, we still need a lead ingredient!"
"What medicine?"
Zhao Zheng went back into the cellar and bought some tiny, gravel-like pills from the mall. He stuffed them into a small bottle and said, "This is the medicine. These are all I have left. Once I use them up, they'll be gone. The old Taoist priest only gave me the prescription, but not the medicine."
Yao Yingxiong was confused, "Why is this?"
"Because this medicine is too strong, if not taken in moderation, it can easily harm people. He gave me the prescription as a way of repaying a favor, giving me a chance to survive even when faced with difficulties, rather than asking me to treat this as a family heirloom."
"I'm just an ordinary villager who goes to the mountains to collect herbs, but I'm not a true doctor. If I learn how to make herbal medicine, it will only lead to disasters such as killing people!"
"So over the years, I only cured my own hidden illness. If it weren't for Yao Youjiao, I definitely wouldn't have taken it out."
Yao Yingxiong was disappointed. Looking at the tiny pills in the bottle, he was afraid that there were only two or three hundred left. It would be useless to take the prescription.
However, although he felt regretful, he did not think Zhao Zheng was lying.
If Zhao Zheng had really mastered this medicine completely, he wouldn't still be wandering around in a small mountain village at the age of forty.
With the magical effect of Xiaoyao Pills, there is no problem at all in opening a pharmacy in the countryside or even in the county town to sell Xiaoyao Pills.
"The old Taoist priest is right. A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure!"