Out of the cage

When Wei Keng returned to Niu Niao'ao, most of his elation was extinguished. He silently packed up the old man's body, left the place where he grew up in his childhood, and started his journey to become a monk. This farewell, no worries.

A month later, a hundred miles away, a child dressed in commoner clothes but with clear water came to the gate of a city.

This is the imperially appointed county seat of the Dazong Dynasty. The city wall is 40 meters high, and on the layers of bricks and tiles, you can see the patterns of different years.

This county town burns a batch of bricks every year, and when the city wall needs to be repaired, it is built up. Since then, the brick inscriptions on it have made the city wall full of age.

In this world where "Cultivation of Immortals" exists, Wei Keng does not know the specific authority of the dynasty. But what is certain is that in the human cities appointed by these dynasties, a certain order can obviously be maintained.

If it is a disaster that kills the whole city once in hundreds of years, then the role of the dynasty is equivalent to non-existence.

Only a certain amount of deterrence can guarantee the safety of one side.

Even if the dynasty does not have any governance over the local area, the county government still represents the local authority, and the major families in the local area must give the dynasty a face.

At the gate of the city, Wei Keng, who looked like a servant, presented a pot of wine in the mountains and thirty cash to the gatekeepers, and begged: "The villain lives in Nanling, and I met a villain on the way. Now my family is ruined and I go to the city." Relatives here take him in, you see..."

The soldiers weighed the eldest son in their hands, and said to Wei Keng: "Young boy, the city is not so easy to mess with, don't do things like stealing, or I don't care about your affection." (This sentence Basically, it is to threaten Wei Keng not to commit crimes in it.)

About three days later, Wei Keng finally found a foothold in the city, which was the back hall of a pharmacy.

This is a technical activity in ancient times, oh, it is also in modern times.

Wei Keng: Didn’t you see that in ancient times, after the decline of the American imperial industry, there were only two types of high-end occupations, "doctors and lawyers", both of which required textual research and long-term verification before they could make a fortune every day.

Of course, it is impossible for a foreigner to obtain such a job that is earning money every day without being introduced.

Kneeling to beg for a teacher, Mr. Wei felt that it was not safe, or it could be said that the society was afraid, so he dared not come to ask for help.

After confirming a lot of functions from the system, Wei Keng went directly to some of the pharmacy staff and used money to buy medicinal residues.

In the process of mixing these medicinal residues, the properties of the medicine have been almost used up, and some toxicity has also been produced. However, after careful analysis by the system here, after precise and quantitative grinding, it can still exert a little medicinal effect.

Oh, the premise is data analysis.

Henceforth, Wei Keng began to work as a scalper in the city, taking the medicinal powder ground up with a stone chisel, and selling it to fortune tellers on the street to prepare it into talisman water! Or use the glue boiled from dog skin to make plasters to treat poisonous insect bites and minor ailments of "cold and heat in viscera".

In this city, not everyone can look up to a doctor. Although doctors are benevolent, their energy cannot be consumed by everyone.

After Wei Keng sold a batch of medicinal powder and found it was effective.

Intentionally or unintentionally, I squatted outside the pharmacy, and when I saw poor people wandering in front of the pharmacy, I leaned over and asked in a mysterious tone: "Do you need medicine powder? It comes from the pharmacy. It's cheap. If you can't cure it, you don't need money."

Because I am a kid, this kind of recommendation is not considered reliable, but I was in a hurry to seek medical treatment, and I saw that the packaging paper was the one marked by the pharmacy, so I believed this scalper.

Of course, as a scalper, you will also look at people. Mild illnesses and weak illnesses go up, but severe illnesses and emergencies don’t matter. Of course, if you are in a hurry to ask yourself, you can sprinkle one or two doses of medicine at most, and then leave without charging a penny.

...Of course, the ancients were also copyright conscious...

One month later, in the pharmacy, an old man squeezed a "pill" and twisted it open. Afterwards, there was a hint of spicy smell in it, but then there was some aftertaste of sweetness. This is a "Qingdu powder".

The old man looked at the pharmacy boy who was taken out and Wei Keng who was caught in front of him. , glanced at his medicine boy solemnly, and said coldly: "Fifteen palms." As soon as the words fell, the medicine boy trembled, but was quickly pulled aside by the waiter to beat him, and soon screamed and played in the next room. ring.

When Wei Keng saw the drug boy who was beaten, he complained in his heart: "You don't lose money, you show off so well, it's no wonder you don't get found."

Soon it was Wei Keng's turn. To be honest, Wei Keng's internal energy was strong now, as the old man Chen in the pharmacy could tell at a glance. After pondering for a while, he began to question: "You stole the name of my Shencaotang. What are you trying to do by bluffing and deceiving?"

Wei Keng cupped his hands and said: "Sir, this is really a bad policy. My boy, I came to Chushan City without any relatives. I want to have a sack, a berry, a place to live, and I really don't want to offend your name."

Speaking of this, Wei Keng paused for a moment, and found that on the left, a stream of smoke from the incense candle drifted towards him, and immediately waved his hand, and the stream of smoke dispersed immediately.

The old man in the medicine hall stared at the children in the hall, wondering what the purpose of this was. According to his plan, he poisoned it first, but Wei Keng's judgment on medicine and poison exceeded his expectations.

In the rivers and lakes, the most important things to be underestimated are "old people, children, Taoist priests, and nuns", so he took out the medicine dregs: "The medicine you have prepared can restrain the toxicity of each other, but it can make the dregs of the medicine remain. The third part of the medicinal power can be volatilized, what school did you learn from?"

After a pause, Wei Keng took out a book of medicine, which he found from the hands of the evil cultivator, and handed it to the pharmacist with both hands: "The boy's family is a hunter, and he accidentally saved a strange man. , this book is left by a strange person. And dedicated to Mr., to apologize for the previous offense."

Narrator: This was copied by Wei Keng later. For every book written by Xiexiu, Wei Keng made sure that the paper was burnable, that there was no hidden interlayer, there were no super cheats and so on.

The old man looked at this book, his eyes lit up, but he was still careful, as many strange poisons in the world were hidden in martial arts cheats. He immediately picked up the medicine shovel, shoveled over the book, then flicked his sleeves to open it, and nodded slightly after seeing the contents of the medicine book. This is indeed a detailed medicine book. Of course, there are unique techniques in the measurement of the proportion of medicines. For example, taste with mouth, smell with nose, touch with hands, what conditions should be prepared in advance, taste with only one mouth, warm water, ice water, hot water are different, and the taste of medicine is different.

The old man looked at Wei Keng: "I'll accept this book," and then said to the eldest disciple, "Give him ten taels of silver."

Wei Keng: "Then sir, can you?"

The old man refused straight away, "This pharmacy doesn't accept people." Just kidding, Wei Keng's background is so mysterious, and his methods are so weird, it is impossible for him to be admitted to such a core area as a pharmacy.

However, in this way, the old rivers and lakes will not be completely blocked. After taking the medicine book, they will send away ten taels of silver, which will make it easier to form enemies. So, after the old doctor left in a huff, a middle-aged man, the eldest disciple of the pharmacy, stepped forward and said, "It's really rare for you to be able to make medicine with one hand. I have a job here, so I can give you a place to stay." .”

Wei Keng paused, confirmed the situation, and nodded. In such a classical era, every corner of the city is intricately intertwined. As an outsider who wants to break in, he must upgrade bit by bit, and some processes cannot be skipped.

But having a decent income is better than nothing. As Wei Keng nodded in agreement, after listening to the recommendation, he paused and thought to himself, "This is just one of them, is he just making a living?"

…For foreigners to work, unless they are really capable, they will be cheap when they leave their hometown. …

In the prison of the Yamen in Chushan City, the apprentice of the pharmacy led the way, walked down the damp stone steps, and said to the jailer, "I'm looking for Lao Wu." Hearing this name, the jailer obviously had a look of fear on his face, as if pointing at him. Like a toilet, it pointed to the innermost room.

Wei Keng saw the person he was looking for. This is a sullen person, after looking Wei Keng up and down, his eyes poked Wei Keng up and down several times like a knife. This guy is the magistrate of the county, oh, that is, the coroner, the ancient forensic doctor.

Of course, this is a marginalized person in the county government. It belongs to those who are indispensable but have very low status, referred to as the "urinal" profession.

Master Wei looked at the environment of the big prison cell and thought for a while: "I did it." He paused in his heart and sighed: "Life is forcing, life is forcing."

However, after seeing Wei Keng's agreement, the assistant showed a shabby smile and a mouth full of crooked teeth. This is a joke on this "little boy with red face and white teeth". When Wei Keng saw this smile, he also smiled, and a silver light flew from his fingertips. With a buzzing sound, a steel needle shot out and hit the wooden fence in the cell.

At this time, no matter whether it was the big disciple of the pharmacy who brought Wei Keng here, or the master who was called Old Wu, they were all stunned.

Wei Keng took out the ingot of silver that the pharmacy gave him, and lightly divided the silver with his fingertips, one into two pieces. Wei Keng took half of it back, and then held out half of it and said to him: "Master Wu, this is the boy's salute, and I hope the master will take care of the boy in the future."

Wu Zuo took the silver and glanced at it, exhaled and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say, I have a lot of ghosts here, and you are not one more little ghost."

The next day, Wei Keng moved in with the bedding in hand. However, this place is indeed filthy, and the aura force field is sparse and chaotic.