Beauty's Personal Physician

As soon as he entered the room, there was a decaying smell, the surrounding scenery was very old, and in the dark environment, there was no one to be seen.

"Is anyone there?" Yang Di called softly. Apart from the rotten smell, there was also a smell of alcohol in the room. Presumably there were still people living there, not an abandoned shop.

After searching for a long time, and walking through the old yard, Yang Di finally saw a drunk young old man lying on the bed in a small dark room deep in the old house.

Yang Di sweated wildly, saying that the owner must have washed his hands in the golden basin, the door was open, but he didn't look like he was doing business.

"Excuse me, are you Master Yan?" Yang Di stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"It's me," the little old man smacked his lips, lay on his side, and waved his skinny wrist half awake, "Let's talk about what you want to cast first. If it's less than 3000 yuan, don't turn on the stove!"

Yang Di wiped his sweat and finally understood why the little old man didn't take care of the shop while he was running it. With such a threshold, the business really wouldn't be too much.

But think about it, even if you are a countryman nowadays, the agricultural tools such as hoes and sickles are basically mass-produced by factories. They are cheap and light, and very few people will patronize this old-fashioned blacksmith shop.

If even the guys who pick up the small utensils that come to the door from time to time, it is really impossible to earn back even the coal money.

Thinking in this way, Yang Di can't help feeling a little sympathetic to such a master who devoted most of his life to learning crafts when he was young. The development of industrialization and modularization has already forced these people to the corner of society. The former glamorous and iron rice bowl , but now it is difficult to even make ends meet...

"Master Yan, this is a big business for us, more than 3000 yuan!" Sighing, Yang Di said with a smile. After all, his current method of making money is also an ancient technique that has existed for a long time. It is just alchemy. In today's society, not only has it not withered, but it has also become a means of making a fortune, and it is unique and unique.

"Okay, tell me what you want to cast?" The little old man regained his energy when he heard that there was a real business coming. He got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, lit a dry cigarette, and smoked vigorously.

"I want to cast a cauldron, here, here is the drawing!" Yang Di hurriedly handed over the design drawing of the alchemy furnace that he had drawn from memory.

Originally, Yang Di wanted to adopt the style of the ancestor of Yiqi furnace, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up. The fairy furnace was bred with divine fire, and the structure was simple. However, the one he cast with ordinary copper materials must be ordinary. , In many places, you have to follow the rules.

The alchemy furnace was carefully selected by Yang Di according to the method of alchemy taught by his ancestors. On the blueprint handed to the little old man, it showed a three-legged tripod with inscription patterns. This kind of sacrificial item can be compared with its shape, and many places are related to the method of alchemy.

"Young man, do you want to cast an alchemy furnace?" After reading the blueprint from beginning to end, the master surnamed Yan suddenly raised his head.

"You, you...how, who knows?" Yang Di was taken aback. He only mentioned the stove, but he didn't say what it was for. How could the old man immediately think of the purpose? Could it be that this is also the reason? An outsider?

Thinking in his heart, Yang Di was slightly apprehensive, and retreated subconsciously.

However, he seemed overwhelmed.

Master Yan glared at him angrily, shook the blueprint, and said, "Nonsense, it's not an alchemy furnace, why would you emphasize so many details, who doesn't like to delve into the casting of some ancient artifacts? It just so happened that when I was young, I dabbled in some essentials of casting ancient alchemy furnaces, how could I not see it?"

"Oh..." Yang Di wiped his sweat wildly, so that's what happened.

He asked in a low voice: "Master Yan, can you cast the furnace according to my request?"

"Yes, but your request is very cumbersome, and the fee is not cheap. The price is [-] yuan, and you have to pay for the copper material!" Master Yan raised his head and glanced at him.

"Okay!" Yang Di nodded and paid the money readily.

The structure of the copper tripod is indeed very complicated, because it involves the circulation of true energy and the control of firepower. It can't be done simply by casting a shape. The asking price of the little old man is not too much.

"Young man, for the sake of bringing you a big deal for this old man, I have something to remind you."

Just as Yang Di was about to leave, this master Yan suddenly grabbed his sleeve and said in a low voice: "I don't want to ask more about your origin, but you'd better be careful in your actions in the future. A few years ago, there were a group of unknown people who once Secretly ordered a large number of similar stoves from old blacksmiths like us, and there are all kinds of them. It seems that they should have unknown uses. Before leaving, he also told us that if we meet people with similar requirements, Be sure to inform them, and you can get paid handsomely."

"What?" Yang Di's heart trembled slightly. In this world, there are still people looking for a similar path. After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and looked at Master Yan again, obviously a little changed.

"You don't have to be suspicious. I'm not your passer-by. My grandfather is, but he died decades ago, and he didn't leave me any way to practice." Master Yan saw his hesitation, shook his head and chuckled, " I don't mean anything else, just want to remind you that if you have special abilities, remember to be more careful in the future. Although the old man is not your kind, but he was deeply influenced by my grandfather, you can tell that those guys back then were obviously I don’t know if it’s a secret organization, whether it’s good or evil, but since you are what they want to search for, be cautious in everything, and there is nothing wrong in the end.”

Yang Di fell silent after hearing this.

Judging by Master Yan's appearance, it doesn't look like he is talking nonsense. If Master Yan's words are true, this incident has reminded him that he was too careless before.

Some time ago, he only thought about the benefits of alchemy, but he ignored the possible dangers of this unique skill.

"Old man, I asked you a lot of people who made furnaces back then, do you have their photos?" Yang Di raised his head and asked.

"I don't have a photo, but I left a mobile phone number." Master Yan took out a business card covered with mottled stains from the old box, and handed it to him.

Yang Di took a look and felt a slight shock in his heart.

It was him...

Yang Di was no stranger to that phone number, and he also had this person's business card, which was the handsome executive that Liu Dan brought last time.

Yang Di remembered that the man who looked capable and capable was called Zhuge Yulai, and he seemed to be the fiancé of the gangster Liu Dan.

He originally thought that guy was just a wealthy upper-class figure who was obsessed with cultivation, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

How could a normal group CEO search for ways to make alchemy everywhere, and even order so many alchemy furnaces back home? It seems that this Master Yan has a very sophisticated vision. It should not be a person's will, but an organization's premeditated actions.

"Master Yan, I have a question, I'm very surprised." Yang Di pouted, looking curiously at the little old man in front of him.

"You want to ask me, knowing that you are the type of person they are looking for, and you can get a lot of money by reporting your whereabouts, why don't you do that, right?" road.

"Ahem..." Yang Di was a little embarrassed.

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I don't want to do things against my conscience." Master Yan took a puff of dry cigarette, inhaled the sparks brightly, and sighed: "Two years ago, an old blacksmith friend of mine met A bull-nosed old Taoist priest went to him to cast a tripod. The old Taoist priest knew some mystical and yellow skills, and he probably could make a few medicine powders. Later, my old friend took him to find those people, and then... They are all missing, so far there is no news, the old man doesn't want to say more, you can figure it out yourself."

"Thank you, Master Yan, for reminding me that there is Master Lao Yan for casting the furnace!"

Yang Di's face turned serious, and he thanked him earnestly.