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Chapter 546
"Uh, thank you very much. I don't like reading this kind of miscellaneous books." Old man Zhang said with a wave of his hand.Hu Dong smiled, then sat down and memorized his "Laojun Fire Control Technique" by himself.

However, the two old men were very patient. They actually waited all afternoon. At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Xuemin came back with a bamboo basket on his back, which contained a lot of Chinese herbal medicines.

"Master, you are back." Hu Dong rushed up to greet him and took down the bamboo basket for Master.When old man Zhang and old man Zheng saw Lin Xuemin coming back, they were overjoyed and rushed to greet him. Old man Zhang said very politely: "Mr. Lin, I have been waiting for you all afternoon, and you are finally back."

Lin Xuemin glanced at the two of them, and showed a calm expression: "Who are you? What do you want me to do?"

"Oh, Master, this is Mr. Zhang, and this is Mr. Zheng. They said they came to visit you because of their reputation. They really waited..." Hu Dong hadn't finished speaking, but Lin Xuemin stared. He glanced at Hu Dong: "I don't need your nonsense, what time is this, and you still don't cook? Hurry up and cook!"

A bitterness appeared on Hu Dong's face, he answered "Yes, Master", and went to cook, only old man Zhang, old man Zheng and Lin Xuemin were left in the room.

Old man Zhang said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, I take the liberty to come to visit, and I would like to ask Mr. Lin to borrow a word." Lin Xuemin kept his face calm and said lightly: "There is no one here, so there is no need to borrow a step. Besides, I don't even know who you are."

"Hehe, my surname is Zhang and my name is Dizhu. I'm from the capital city. And this is my old friend named Zheng Chengfeng. I've heard that Mr. Lin's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, so it's a shame to visit with my old friend." I beg Mr. Lin!"

Lin Xuemin listened to old man Zhang's self-introduction, but there was a slight undetectable wave at the corner of his mouth. He naturally knew that the old man in front of him was not surnamed Zhang, but he didn't expose the old man's lies.Lin Xuemin just sat straight on a chair, regardless of whether Zhang Dizhu and Zheng Chengfeng sat or not.Both Zhang Dizhu and Zheng Chengfeng were embarrassed. They already knew that Lin Xuemin had a weird temper, but they didn't expect Old Man Lin to be so arrogant.

"Yeah. I see. Tell me, what do you want from me?" Lin Xuemin said indifferently.

"Before I ask Mr. Lin, I would like to ask if Mr. Lin's name is 'Huaiyuan'?" Zhang Dizhu asked.

Lin Huaiyuan?
Hearing this name, Lin Xuemin's eyes seemed to light up, then his eyes turned indifferent, he waved his hand: "My name is Lin Xuemin, not Lin Huaiyuan, and I don't know who Lin Huaiyuan is, if you want to find What about Lin Huaiyuan, then you are looking for the wrong person."

After hearing Lin Xuemin's words, Zhang Dizhu smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Lin has misunderstood something. I am looking for Your Excellency, not Mr. Huaiyuan." Willing to admit that he is Lin Huaiyuan back then, what does it matter?As long as you know that he is that person back then, wouldn't it be enough?
"Oh? Why do you want me? I'm just a country doctor, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you." Lin Xuemin said.

"Mr. Lin spoke prematurely. I'm taking the liberty to visit this time. I actually want to ask Mr. Lin to give me something." Zhang Dizhu said.

"Oh? My old man was poor all his life. Apart from a few baskets of herbs and a few bad medical books, I'm afraid there is nothing else."

"Mr. Lin, you must have such a thing. Even if you don't have it now, as long as Mr. Lin wants to get it, you will get it soon." Zhang Dizhu said with certainty.

"Oh? What?" Lin Xuemin looked interested.

"A pill."

"Pill?"

"That's right, a third-grade elixir."

"Third grade elixir?"

"Exactly, the name of this third-grade elixir is Tongluo Dan."

"Tongluo Pill?"

Zhang Dizhu nodded: "I'm taking the liberty to visit just because I want to ask Mr. Lin for a Tongluo Pill. Although this kind of pill is very precious and rare even at the level of a mysterious family, but for Lin For the old man, it is a common thing."

"But I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about." Lin Xuemin waved his hand suddenly, and murmured, "I only know that pills are something in mythology. But I don’t know that there is still the theory of pills in the world.”

A strange light flashed in Zhang Dizhu's eyes, then the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he said in a gentle voice: "As long as Mr. Lin is willing to give me this kind of elixir, if Mr. Lin has any requirements, just say it. If you can do it, I will definitely not refuse!"

Lin Xuemin smiled casually: "I really don't understand what you're talking about. Besides, even if I know how to do that, I don't need anything. Money? I'm old, and I can't enjoy it even if I have money. Well, you two, please go back, I'm going to eat soon, so I won't keep you here for dinner."

Lin Xuemin wanted to issue an order to evict the guest, but he didn't care about the faces of the two of them. Zhang Dizhu's face was gloomy for a moment, and then he said: "Mr. Lin, don't you think about it? My sincerity is full!"

"What you do is your business. What does it have to do with me? I have never heard of the elixir you mentioned. Who should you ask for, and who should you ask for!" Lin Xuemin's voice He couldn't help but improve a bit, Hu Dong was cooking there, and he poked his head out of the door to eavesdrop, but he only heard half of his ears about some kind of elixir.Hu Dong was secretly puzzled, did these two old men ask the master for the elixir?Presumably they also know that Master is a pharmacist!
Zhang Dizhu's complexion changed completely, and he became ugly, but he still tried his best to endure the last struggle. His grandson's hope probably rested on this old man.

"I know that Mr. Lin loves medical skills very well. I happen to have a classic medical book called "Secret Technique of Zhongjing". If Mr. Lin is willing to give me this elixir, I will give this medical book to Mr. Lin the next day. Your Majesty!" Zhang Dizhu said.

"Secret Technique of Zhongjing"?
Hearing the title of this book, even with Lin Xuemin's calm personality, he couldn't help but twitch his brows. It is rumored that the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing once left a handwritten medical secret technique "Zhongjing Secret Technique", which contains profound and broad Zhang Zhongjing's medical thoughts, and Zhang Zhongjing personally created the "mysterious 36 techniques", which are said to have the ability to bring the dead back to life, refine the body and move the soul...Since the book was born, no one has been able to understand more than [-]% of it, and it has been lost later, which has become a great regret in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dizhu would say that he had this book as soon as he opened his mouth. Lin Xuemin, who was immersed in medical skills, was obsessed.

Seeing Lin Xuemin pondering, Zhang Dizhu went on to say: "Mr. Lin doesn't know something. My "Secret Art of Zhongjing" is not a complete version, but just a fragmented volume. Mr. Lin doesn't need to rush to agree My request, if Mr. Lin is interested in this book, I will immediately send this book from the capital for Mr. Lin to study."

Zhang Dizhu's abacus was clinking, as long as Lin Xuemin read his "Secret Art of Zhongjing" and found that this fragment was true, he would not be afraid that he would not agree to help him make alchemy.He naturally knew that when Miracle Doctor Lin was well-known in the cultivation world, he was an upright and uncompromising figure.

Zhang Dizhu was waiting for Lin Xuemin to speak. He believed that Lin Xuemin would be itchy and agreed to his request. Although Tongluo Pill was extremely precious, it was nothing to a senior pharmacist. It is far worse than a magical medical book.

Lin Xuemin finally spoke: "To tell you the truth, I am very interested in the book you mentioned, but I really don't know how to make alchemy, and I don't know what you are talking about, so please go back."

"This..." Zhang Dizhu was slightly stunned, and sighed: "Mr. Lin, don't you think about it at all?"

"What am I thinking about? As I said, I don't know how to make alchemy, and I'm going to serve dinner, you guys go away!" Lin Xuemin walked towards the main room with his hands behind his back, ignoring Zhang Dizhu and Zheng Chengfeng.

At this moment, Zhang Dizhu suddenly said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin wait a minute, I have a few words to say."

Lin Xuemin stopped his steps: "Speak."

(End of this chapter)