Plane hunting

Chapter 78
Huang Shaohong pretended to go outside to pick up things from the car, returned to his own car and sat for a while, took out ten porcelain bottles from his luggage, all of which were filled with diluted 'Eight Treasures Desperate Soup'.

He packed these life-threatening soups in a convenience bag and was about to get off the car, but felt that something was wrong. Although the life-threatening soups were diluted, the efficacy of the medicine could be called a miracle in modern society.

Xiao Song's injury was okay, after all, it was newly burnt and it was not considered serious, so it was over after a few words of deceit, and if Director Zhao and his old injuries recovered too quickly, it might arouse suspicion from others.

After thinking for a while, he put away another five bottles, opened the remaining five porcelain bottles one by one, poured out most of the bottles, and then mixed the same amount of mineral water into it, thinking that after such dilution, the efficacy of the medicine would be further reduced. Then it won't look so shocking.

Back in the private room, everyone shared a bottle, and then ordered:

"Those who have old injuries can try it now. It is not guaranteed to be cured, but it will definitely work!"

Xiao Song had tasted the sweetness, so he opened a bottle immediately: "I used to have a back injury, and it didn't heal quickly. I just drank a bottle and felt comfortable. I'll drink another bottle to see!"

As he said that, he drank a bottle. Although he felt that the soup was much thinner than the one he drank before, he was not sure, so he didn't care much.

After drinking it, he explained to a few people: "This medicinal soup tastes like eight-treasure porridge, and there are red beans in it, but the effect is amazing. Look at my waist, it must be effective! "

As he said that, he leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, looking like that, if there was no one around, he would be able to snort comfortably.

Xu Laoguan saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, so he asked in surprise: "It's really so easy to use?"

The medicine passed in less than a minute. Xiao Song stood up and took two steps, stretched his waist, and kicked his legs: "Although it's still a little uncomfortable, it's really relieved a lot. You guys should try it too!"

Xiao Song started his career on the stage, but he broke his waist on the stage a few years ago. I heard that it was quite serious. Everyone here knows about it. Now, after hearing what he said, several people are against him. Tang Yao paid more attention to it.

The martial arts instructor Li Chengtian tried to swallow his bottle of medicinal soup.

He had a lot of dark wounds from years of martial arts, after drinking this, he really felt a warm current in the old wounds, and his body felt light and healthy. At the same time, Lian Zan's soup is a good thing.

He also said that he had suffered a serious injury back then. He met an old Chinese doctor on Hong Kong Island and gave him a dose of Chinese medicine made from 50-year-old wild ginseng. That's how he felt when he drank it.

Old Freak Xu also had an old wound on his waist. Seeing that the two of them said the medicine was good after drinking it, he also opened his own bottle.

"It really tastes like eight-treasure porridge. The more you taste it, the more similar it is, but the taste is a bit bland, like the feeling of eight-treasure porridge mixed with water!"

Huang Shaohong said in his heart that you really know how to eat, and the taste is really accurate!
In less than half a minute, the strength of the medicine came up, and Old Freak Xu held his waist with a look of shock on his face:

"This medicine. This medicine is actually faster than our 30-year-old Plaster King on Hong Kong Island. My waist is so comfortable!"

After finishing speaking, he looked like Xiao Song just now, leaning on the back of the chair and humming softly through his nose. After the strength of the medicine passed, Old Freak Xu also stood up and moved around, and his body was indeed relaxed.

After experiencing it personally, there was no doubt anymore, Old Freak Xu gave Huang Shaohong a thumbs up:

"Little boy, I owe you a favor, your medicine is a good thing, you have to sell me some later!"

What Huang Shaohong was waiting for was this sentence, which could make these people owe him favors, open up the market, adjust the ratio back, and dilute it to the effect of treatment medicine or health care medicine.

Assistant Director Zhang watched the whole process from the sidelines. Although there was nothing wrong with him, his father fell off his bicycle last year, and his legs are still not healed. With such a good medicine to honor his father, how could he be unhappy? Quickly greeted the waiter to order.

Xiao Song saw that Director Zhao was holding the bottle and looking at it carefully. He thought that the other party didn't believe it, so he said quickly:

"Director Zhao, my good master, you don't even believe me. There are ready-made cases here. You should drink it quickly and see the effect!"

Director Zhao waved his hand and asked Huang Shaohong:
"I see your bottle, it should be an old object. I don't think the craftsmanship is modern. I am a little fond of antiques, but my eyesight is not good, so I can't see it accurately!"

Old Freak Xu also likes antiques. Hearing this, he picked up the porcelain vase just now and looked at it. After a while, he nodded again and again: "Not bad, this craftsmanship seems to be from the late Qing Dynasty!"

Huang Shaohong naturally knew what was going on. It was originally something from the late Qing Dynasty, but he put it in his luggage and brought it to modern times, without the traces of time.

He thought for a while, and exclaimed with a look of admiration on his face: "You two have good eyesight, although this is not an antique, but it is indeed something I found a friend to burn according to the ancient method in the late Qing Dynasty. Degree."

Director Zhao nodded after hearing this. He likes antiques, but he is still in the learning stage. He is very satisfied with his vision today.

Afterwards, Director Zhao also took the 'Daoming Tang'. He was born as a comedian, and he couldn't help ridiculing that this medicine tasted the same as 'Eight Treasure Porridge', which made the atmosphere among them much more relaxed.

After a bottle of "Death Soup", Director Zhao also experienced the benefits after a while. Originally, the craniotomy he had done a few years ago left slight sequelae, such as a little inflexibility in his arms. The nerves on the chest also had a dull pain, and all these symptoms were slightly relieved at this time.

He waved his arms happily, and then thanked Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong didn't take credit for it, instead he smiled lightly and said:
"Don't thank me, if Brother Song didn't take my cigarette butt, we wouldn't know each other, and you wouldn't be able to drink my soup!"

While everyone was laughing, Xiao Song felt a little embarrassed: "Okay brother, don't talk about this in the future, I almost hurt you too!"

The few people in the room, except Assistant Director Zhang, felt the benefits of this 'Decoction of Life', guessing it was a top-level healing medicine, and offered to buy some of this 'Decoction' or keep it for themselves, or give it to relatives .

Huang Shaohong thought for a while, and he felt that others should not think that this medicine is easy to get, so he immediately apologized and said:
"This decoction is a bit difficult to make, and the output is not very high. If you want to buy it, you have to wait for a while!"

Everyone nodded to express their understanding. It is rumored that Yunnan Baiyao is divided into two types, one for military use and the other for civilian use. It is said that the effect of civilian use is only [-]% of the effect of military use, but it is difficult to buy civilian use for military use.

If this kind of good medicine, which is comparable to the top cloud white, is easy to get, wouldn't it be popular all over the country long ago.

Immediately, they all told Huang Shaohong that if the soup was made, they must keep it for them, and if they want it again, they can't ask for it for nothing, and they will pay for it.

At this moment, the hot pot has already been prepared, and everyone was talking while eating. During the dinner, Xiao Song asked Huang Shaohong:
"Brother, I asked you to have dinner before, but you said there was something else to do, and you didn't know what to do, so please tell me and see if brother can help you!"

After all, it was a chance encounter, and everyone sitting here took advantage of others. Xiao Song's words also meant that he sincerely wanted to help.

Huang Shaohong didn't care, so he said directly:

"I have some old things in my hand. I plan to go to an antique store in the afternoon to see if I can exchange some money!"

Speaking of antiques, Director Zhao and Old Freak Xu’s eyes lit up. Both of them are rich and both have hobbies for antiques, especially the former is still in the learning stage. How could they be unconvinced when they heard this? .

He immediately discussed with Huang Shaohong whether he could let them fight.

'Passing hands' does not mean fighting by hand, but in the antique industry, it means playing around and taking a look. If you say 'dated', it means judging the true and false ages, which is called palm eyes.

Because Director Zhao is a lover of antiques, he only said that he had done it, out of self-effacing.

Apart from buying arms, most of the money Huang Shaohong earned in Huang Feihong's world was spent on antiques. He originally wanted to sell some to make money, and he would not deny the requests of the two directors.

He laughed directly and said: "You two want to help take a look. That's a good feeling. You wait for me for a while. The things are in the car. I'll go get them now!"

What he said made Xiao Song laugh: "I said brother, why do you put all the good things in the car, and you are not afraid of being stolen!"

The others couldn't help but smile when they heard that, isn't it? Just put the plastic bag in the car for how much this good medicine is worth.

Director Zhao simply joked, "Is your car for sale?"

Classmate Xiao Huang also realized that the old urchin was joking again, and immediately replied: "I don't sell it, I still keep it as a gift box!"

(End of this chapter)