Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 290 Can you make pills?
A construction site in Dongcheng.

There were many destroyed houses in the city, and many people died. As long as the officials under Liu Chuan were not dead, they had to work day and night to clean up the deeds of the destroyed houses.

See if the owners of these houses are still alive and whether they have heirs.

It seems simple, but it is actually extremely troublesome.

It would be best if everyone is still alive, so that we can start repairing and rebuilding as soon as possible. The majority of the cost will be paid by the family, and the government will pay a small part. If there is no money to repair, you can choose to sell it to the government, or demolish the dangerous building first.

If the person is dead and there is no heir, then the property will be taken over by the government. The dangerous buildings will be demolished first and sold later.

As for the disputes among the heirs, they could only put it aside for the time being. And there were often disputes, and there were not a few fights. After all, this was the title deed of the city, which was very valuable. Whoever got a bigger share would have made a great fortune, so they would definitely fight over it.

The focus of the police station now is to watch the damaged areas in the city that are being repaired to prevent people from causing trouble.

As for the refugee camp outside the city, the city guards were watching over there, so generally nothing would go wrong. After all, the city guards couldn't deal with a playboy like Tan Wen, but they could deal with others easily.

Yang Qian's reputation in Jizhou Prefecture is now even more famous. Wherever he stands, the place is well-behaved and no one dares to cause trouble. Even if there is a quarrel, they keep their voices down.

Yang Qian sat on a rattan chair, drinking tea, and watched a brothel in front of him that was originally luxuriously decorated being demolished.

It was unlucky. The owner of this brothel was watching fireworks with his family on the rooftop when the catastrophe came. As a result, one of the huge evil gods stepped on the rooftop while running, and the whole family died.

Now that the owner is gone, a group of relatives and "insects" who appeared out of nowhere have started to fight over the land. They all claim that they are the heirs and are even willing to spend money to buy out the land deeds other than the ones they own, and they don't want the land to be taken away by the government.

The location of this brothel is not simple, it belongs to the absolutely prosperous area in the city. Even if you don't open a brothel in the future, you can still make money by opening an inn or a restaurant. It is a good thing that can be passed down to the family after you get it.

The people in places like Zhenghualou are naturally not ordinary people. They either have the support of the government or have some dirty tricks. The city is still in turmoil and those killers in the dark alleys are still wandering around.

After taking a sip of tea, Yang Qian sat there and watched the building being demolished. The people around him were angry but dared not say anything. They didn't even dare to look in Yang Qian's direction. They could only stare and watch the building being demolished bit by bit.

"Lord Yang." Suddenly, a clear and slightly soft female voice sounded beside Yang Qian.

Yang Qian had sensed the other party approaching, and he turned around and said with a smile: "Hello, Miss Fang, why did you come here when you have time today?"

"Master Yang, there is something I don't understand, and I would like to ask you for your advice."

"Oh? A rough man like me can help you solve your doubts? Haha, it's an honor. Please ask me, and I will answer all your questions."

As Yang Qian spoke, he stood up from the rattan chair and looked at Fang Yuan, who was wearing a goose yellow dress and had her hair done up. His eyes lit up. It must be said that this woman also had a kind of eye-catching beauty when she was not wearing a school gown.

Fang Yuan smiled and was no longer as nervous as she was a few days ago. Although Yang Qian's gaze still made her a little flustered, she was not unable to hide it.

"Master Yang, I have read some books about the means of longevity, including essays, travel notes, and story books. They all mention a magical method that only those who can achieve longevity can use, which is alchemy. There are all kinds of magical elixirs that emerge in an endless stream. Is it true?"

Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Miss Fang is right. Among the methods of cultivating immortality, there is indeed the Dao of Alchemy, and it is indeed extremely magical, with many powerful elixirs emerging one after another."

"So the elixirs mentioned in the book are real?" "Haha, Miss Fang, which elixir are you interested in? Tell me about it. In fact, most of the elixirs in the book are fabricated and cannot be trusted."

"Do you have any anti-aging pills?"

Yang Qian smiled and nodded, saying, "The Rejuvenating Pill does exist, and it does have similar effects to what is described in some storybooks. It's just that this kind of pill is very difficult to refine, and few people are willing to refine it."

"Why is that?" Fang Yuan asked, holding back her increasingly rapid heartbeat. If there really was such a miraculous elixir, it should have been sought after by many people. How could no one be willing to refine it?
"Because it's not worth it. First of all, refining a pill like the Rejuvenating Pill requires a lot of natural treasures, and the techniques and alchemy skills are also very demanding. Secondly, apart from maintaining one's youth, it has no benefit to cultivation. The appearance of a cultivator will become difficult to age as he cultivates. Instead of pursuing youth, it is better to use resources to improve cultivation.

So even though the Rejuvenating Pill is magical, very few people can make it.

Haha, Miss Fang wants a beauty pill?"

Yang Qian didn't think it was strange that Fang Yuan came to ask this question. Not to mention a pretty girl like Fang Yuan, wouldn't a man also want to keep his looks forever? Aging itself is the greatest sorrow of life, who wouldn't want to avoid this sorrow?
However, Fang Yuan's next words left Yang Qian a little stunned.

"Then Lord Yang, as far as you know, what is the purpose of someone refining this kind of elixir?"

"I have heard of this. Some people refine it and use it for their Taoist partners or children who are unable to practice or lack talent."

"Will Lord Yang do this?"

"." Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that Fang Yuan, who had always been smiling or a little shy, was now looking at him seriously with a bright look in her eyes.

"It depends on the other party's willingness. If there is a need, I don't think it is a difficult thing to do." Yang Qian was also looked at by the other party and stopped joking, and answered seriously.

Indeed, the Rejuvenation Pill was a useless thing in the cultivation world, a waste of resources and a thankless waste of effort. But in the ordinary world, it was definitely a treasure that could be called heaven-defying.

But for Yang Qian, if he wanted to dabble in alchemy, it would not be difficult. The same is true for alchemy. If there is a real need, it is not impossible to refine a youthful pill.

When Fang Yuan heard Yang Qian's words, the breath that had been held in her chest suddenly relaxed.

He bowed to Yang Qian, and before leaving, he suddenly asked, "Master Yang, do you like porridge?"

"Ah? Not bad, usually for breakfast or midnight snacks." Yang Qian was still stunned by the question. He looked a little dumbfounded.

"Then I will bring you porridge in the future as a thank you for helping me solve my doubts, okay?"

"Ah? That's too much trouble for you, girl."

"It's not a problem. It's settled." After saying that, Fang Yuan turned around and trotted away without waiting for Yang Qian's answer.

Yang Qian was left standing there alone, his mind failing to react for a moment.

After a while, Yang Qian muttered, "She seems to be trying to seduce me?"

(End of this chapter)