Bubulu's Apothecary Apprentice

Now that Hu Tao, who knew that she was about to face the storm, was about to get up, but Kun Yun had already put his hand on her shoulder very considerately, before turning around and taking a seat on the seat next to her.

The movements were smooth and smooth, so that Hu Tao had no chance to escape for a while.

Speaking of which, the two of them sat at a big round table. It seemed that there were more than these few people tonight.

Qiqi sat next to Kunyun, and there was always a distance between Hutao and Kunyun, and her sense of security was overwhelming.

"Oh, by the way, Xiangling, Kunyun and Qiqi are here too, let's add a few more dishes."

"okay."

Xiangling's voice still sounds very powerful, as expected of the chef of Wanmintang, he is always in the best condition.

Of course, it may also be exciting.

"It looks like Xingqiu and Chongyun are coming too?"

"Well, I made an appointment with them to have supper. I remember that the two of them went to someone's house to slay demons today. I don't know much about things over there."

Xin Yan explained that it was a good thing it was supper, otherwise she would have missed the appointment because of the matter of the Xiangshengtang.

Mingming still wants to chat with Chongyun about rock and roll. The last time Chongyun came to see her concert, she suddenly went on stage and sang along. That was too rock and roll.

"Uh, Xiangling, do you have any other preparations for Chongyun's dishes?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a devil."

That's good, Xiangling won't force the diners to eat except for trying dishes, so the rest can only hope that Xingqiu doesn't make trouble.

"I heard you talking outside the door, oh, Hutao, Kunyun, and Qiqi, it seems very lively today."

As soon as Xingqiu was mentioned, the handsome young master outside the door came in. He had short dark blue hair, matched with ancient Chinese clothes, a pair of slender legs that were a bit thinner than walnuts, and perhaps his chest was even higher than walnuts. , this person is Xingqiu.

"Hello."

Behind Xingqiu, Chongyun, who had short ice blue hair and was dressed as an alchemist, also walked in. When those ice blue cat eyes saw Kunyun, it was as if he had seen a savior.

Chongyun has a rare pure yang body, so he can't get hot or spicy, otherwise he will go berserk, and he can play crazy like a drunk alcoholic.

He originally thought that it would be impossible to escape the clutches of the devil again today, but since Kun Yun is here, even if something goes wrong, there will always be a doctor at ease.

The guests came together, and everyone sat down around the round table. Several people who hadn't seen each other for a long time were chatting about recent events, and the scene was harmonious.

But the more this happens, the more it feels like a storm is coming.

The noises from the kitchen became more and more strange. In addition to the sound of frying spoons colliding at first, DuangDuang's bouncing sound gradually appeared.

Except for Xin Yan and Qiqi, everyone else's foreheads were more or less cold sweat, and even the young master Xingqiu, who was a bit of a fun person, regretted it a little now.

Looking at Xin Yan's gaze is called resentment.

"Ah, what's wrong with me?"

Xin Yan was puzzled.

"It's nothing, ahem, by the way, Kunyun, you are going to Mond, right? Can you do me a favor?"

Xingqiu coughed dryly, changed the subject and looked at Kunyun.

"It's nothing to help, but Xingqiu, do you have any acquaintances in Mond?"

"Uh, it's a bit embarrassing to say, I have a letter I want to give to Teacher Baicha. I could have sent the letter directly, but I still want to know about Teacher Baicha's personal situation."

Xing Qiu was a little embarrassed, but seeing his adoration, he felt like a fanboy.

Wait, this chalk teacher can't...

The eyes of Chongyun next to him also became sharper.

Chapter 7 Friends

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Chalk is a very good illustrator."

Seeing that these people looked at him strangely, Xingqiu quickly explained, how could these people not understand the illustrations drawn by Teacher Baicha so perfectly.

That can't be helped, some of Liyue's martial arts novels have illustrations, but Kunyun doesn't bother to see who drew the illustrations.

The others turned their heads boredly, and Kun Yun asked a little speechlessly.

"You really intend to write a novel."

"Hahaha, after all, I have read so many martial arts novels, and I always have some ideas of my own. I will add a magic doctor who saves the world with a hanging pot in my novel."

As a young master who practices "martial arts" and "chivalry", Kunyun admires his martial arts and chivalry, but to be honest, if Xingqiu writes novels...

Not to mention Xing Qiu's impressive "good characters", it has already played well in Li Yue's martial arts novels.Although Xingqiu's martial arts is out of tradition, Kunyun always feels that what he writes is not much different from before.

"Then I'll accept it. By the way, Xingqiu, the template of martial arts novels is already very fixed. Do you want to add some very bizarre and exaggerated plots to your book? Let your thoughts fly, the word martial arts in your book can be just Connotation, don’t be bound by martial arts, it’s not that you can only be called martial arts if you write about martial arts and chivalry.”

Kun Yun started to talk nonsense, he felt that there might be some problems with Xingqiu's book, so he should give his opinion according to his own ideas.

But unexpectedly, Xing Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this, as if there were stars twinkling in it, and a world with extremely outrageous settings gradually took shape in his mind.

"That's it, I've been taught!"

At this moment, Xingqiu seemed to have broken the shackles and reached a whole new realm.

Kun Yun felt a little apprehensive when he read it. He suddenly felt that he might have done something bad. Liyue's novels are a bit old-fashioned, and it also shows that the readers are too traditional.

Xingqiu's wonderful book may stand out, but it may also be directly rejected!

Think quickly, Kunyun!

He didn't want to feel uneasy every time he saw Xing Qiu.

"I said Xingqiu. I remember that the light novels on Dao's wife's side are outrageous. Otherwise, you should go there and try the water first."

Kunyun stunned to find out the news of Daofu's light novel from the corner of his memory. This was mentioned by a Daofu businessman who came to Bubulu. When Kunyun saw the too long title of the book, he felt a pain in the head. .

"Dao Wife? Maybe what you said is right. Thank you for your opinion. Indeed, what I want to write is somewhat different from the novels in Wanwen Jishe."

Xingqiu fell into deep thought again, and Kunyun was relieved. The worst thing he could do was to find some acquaintances to go to Daofu to buy more copies. Look at the sales of that book.

"Okay, tell me the address of Teacher Chalk, I will go and bring your respect."

"Thank you very much, by the way, can you come to our Feiyun Chamber of Commerce later? I want to prepare a gift for Mr. Chalk, the best paint I found! Well, I will come to visit in person in a month's time, Bring my brand new work!"

Seeing Xingqiu's appearance, Kunyun could only pray that he and Teacher Baicha could meet the radio waves.

Several people were still talking and laughing, and the next moment, the curtain of the kitchen was lifted.

In an instant, most of the bodies present were a little stiff, especially looking at the cauldron Xiangling was holding, the whole body trembled a little.

"Lulu!"

Behind Xiangling, a creature like a little bear was also holding up two big plates to keep up. This is Xiangling's good partner and good cook rice crust, one person and one pet went back and forth twice, serving everyone a full plate table dishes.

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Xiangling, the cook, knows the taste of good friends very well, and she gave full play to this supper.

Wanmintang's special boiled fish, three shredded buckwheat, a large portion of jueyun rice cracker (spicy, charred and crispy version), lotus seed poultry egg custard, mountain delicacies cold stewed noodles, salt and pepper tofu, and...that big Pot of pure heart fried slime.

"Hey, everyone eats, eats."

Xiangling also sat directly at the dining table. It was difficult for the chef to eat at the meal time, and Xiangling was already hungry at this time.

Everyone looked at me and looked at you, and they all tacitly did not look at the cauldron in the middle.

"Then I'm welcome!"

But Xin Yan picked it up with a chopstick, and she sent a piece of pure heart and a small piece of slime to her mouth.

Xiangling looked expectant, Qiqi silently ate Jueyun rice crust, while the others looked at Xin Yan seriously.

Xin Yan closed his eyes and chewed twice, and could still hear the strange thumping sound of chewing, and then saw Xin Yan nodding his head, his throat rolling.

"There is a little bit of bitterness in the freshness, which just neutralizes the bursting taste of the fire slime. The scorching heat and spicyness throb in the mouth, but it is not at all inconsistent or overbearing. Xiangling, it is delicious!"

"Great!"

Xiangling's expression was not to mention how happy she was, even with the rice cake beside her, she was doing somersaults while Lulu was on the side.

Everyone also laughed a few times, and then silently moved their chopsticks to their favorite dishes.

"Uh, everyone, try it too, my new dish is really good this time."

But the devil who was laughing happily didn't hold back anything, Hu Tao and Xing Qiu's cold sweat flowed down suddenly.

In the crisis, Hall Master Hu looked at Kun Yun suddenly, Xing Qiu immediately followed up, Chong Yun also quickly widened his eyes, and now the pressure was all on Kun Yun.

"Uh, this, so, so, from the point of view of me as a doctor, the night is heavy and spicy, no, it's not good."

Kun Yun completely ignored the senior sister who was gnawing on the crispy rice. She didn't have any acting skills, and said this sentence purely out of desire to survive.

"Ahem, cough, Kunyun, don't worry, you are a doctor yourself, and although I don't often use the healing power of the water element, I can still help you."

The good comrade-in-arms Xing Qiu just made up the knife, and Kun Yun's words choked in his throat.

Originally, for the owner of the God's Eye, heavy oil and spicy food are generally not bad for the stomach, but it is a slime!

At this moment, Kun Yun wished so much that he did not come to Wanmin Hall today.

......

Half an hour later, Kun Yun was standing outside the Wanmin Hall, blowing the night breeze, and still felt a slime beating in his stomach.

But now he is very happy, after all, he is not the only one who ate!

Those two guys sold their teammates again, and finally tried a few mouthfuls. Now Xingqiu doesn't even have the strength to bully Chongyun.

Of course, the Hutao guy also put a circle on his eyes, otherwise Kun Yun would be a little worried about the senior sister who was still eating rice crackers and playing with rice crackers.

"Huh...hahaha."

Thinking of his friends, Kunyun subconsciously laughed out, gathering together from time to time, it really felt like a good life.

Liyue Port, his favorite port.

"Ok?"

Just as Kun Yun wanted to express his emotions with a few words, he noticed a woman not far away was walking quickly with her child in her arms, her face full of anxiety.

That kid...has a fever!

"Wait a minute! I'm a doctor!"

Chapter 8 Liyue Night

In Wanmin Hall, Kun Yun gave the child the antipyretic medicine in the medicine box, and then asked the senior sister to use her own ability to check the child.

With the good medicine certified by Mr. Baishu and the power of the fairy art level of Master Bubulu, the child's fever quickly subsided.

It wasn't until holding the child in her arms, feeling the normal temperature, and seeing her child's sleeping face, that the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Hua Nian, Yixian's fever has subsided, and then let her sleep well."

Kun Yun closed the medicine box. Fortunately, he has the habit of taking the medicine box with him when he goes out, otherwise he would have to go to Lao Zhang to borrow some ore.

Oh, by the way, Hanfeng Ironware, where Lao Zhang forges iron, is not far from Wanmintang, but if Kunyun makes medicine on the spot, I'm afraid the other side won't dare to use it.

"Thank you so much, Doctor Kunyun, for the medicine money..."

Hua Nian hurriedly took out the Mora he had prepared, but Kunyun's medicines were not expensive. After many operations by him, the prices of common medicines such as antipyretics and cold medicines were kept very low by him. The drug dealer came to beat him, he really dared to give these things away for free.

But the medicine is Bubulu's stuff after all, Kunyun charged Mo La according to Bubulu's price, and continued.

"Ms. Hua Nian, Yixian's condition is not serious, it's actually you who are more serious."

"what?"

Just as Hua Nian was relieved, he was taken aback by Kun Yun's words.

She is now taking care of her son and daughter alone. If she collapses, what will their children do?