Even if it is a doctor in the Tianci National Medicine, there will be no one more than one person who can do it.

Thank you, Jiang Shimao carefully put the prescription on.

Immediately afterwards, he hurried to get the medicinal materials for Zhang Fan.

certainly.

Before here, he took the lead in notifying his father that he would go to Tianci National Medical Hospital in person and bring back the last snow-capped silkworm.

As for the explanation, Jiang Shimao planned to take action first and then report.

First, I put all the medicinal materials on the prescription to Zhang Fan, and then slowly explain to his father.

After staying in Tianci Medicine Village for two hours, all the medicinal materials were collected.

In addition to the Snow Mountain Tian Silkworm, there were two small bags in triplicate.

"Doctor Zhang, all the medicinal materials are ready and are here."

Jiang Shimao put the prepared medicinal herbs in front of Zhang Fan and said with a smile.

"How much?"

Zhang Fan nodded, asked directly without checking.

"What's the money? The prescription for the calming fragrance given to me by Dr. Zhang is a priceless treasure. Compared with this, this medicinal material is not worth mentioning."

Jiang Shimao smiled and shook his head.

If he got the prescription for Anshenxiang and he still wanted to collect Zhang Fan's medicinal materials, he would only feel the pain on his face.

That's right.

That's slapping yourself in the face.

"That's true, thank you."

Since Jiang Shimao refused to accept the money, Zhang Fan did not force it. With a thank you, he left Tianci Medicine Village with Long Kunlei.

Just a few minutes after Cullinan left, a middle-aged man quickly rushed into the hall of Tianci Medicine Village. Looking at Jiang Shimao, who was still holding the prescription for Anshenxiang, he asked before he could sit down, "Shimao, what's going on?"

"Dad, look at this prescription."

The other party is the owner of Tianci Yaozhuang, Jiang Jinpeng.

Jiang Shimao quickly handed the prescription to Jiang Jinpeng and deliberately kept it in hiding.

"Ancient prescription?"

Like Jiang Shimao, Jiang Jinpeng was stunned at the first moment of seeing the prescription, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Where did it come from?"

"Dad, do you know the miracle doctor Zhang Fan, the founder of Huairentang?"

Jiang Shimao asked with a smile.

"I heard a little bit that I heard that I am a young man who even the president of the medical association wants to praise him. What? This prescription...is it..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Jinpeng looked at Jiang Shimao even more incredible.

He was shocked that this prescription was made by Zhang Fan, and at the same time, he was shocked that Zhang Fan actually gave this ancient prescription to Jiang Shimao.

This...is a big deal.

"That's right!"

Jiang Shimao nodded without comment, confirming his father's guess, and continued to ask with a smile: "Dad, do you know what this ancient prescription is?"

"This... medicinal materials are not too scarce, but together, I can't tell what the prescription is."

Jiang Jinpeng stared at the prescription for a long time, but still shook his head.

"Anshen Xiang!"

Jiang Shimao no longer kept silent, but slowly spit out three words.

"Anshen Xiang? What is Anshen Xiang..."

"What? Anshenxiang!?"

Jiang Jinpeng, who had a plain face, suddenly had his voice seven or eight times higher. He suddenly stood up from the chair and exclaimed loudly.

"This, this... how could this be Anshenxiang? How could Zhang Fan have a prescription for hundreds of years lost to Anshenxiang?"

"No! This matter is so important. I must go to Tianci National Medical Doctor immediately and find a doctor to verify it."

Jiang Jinpeng paced in the hall, then rushed out of the hall.

With a hurry, how could he have a little bit of a middle-aged man's stability?

"Dad! There are no more silkworms in the snow-capped mountains, how to verify it?"

Jiang Shimao said with laughter and cry.

My reaction is a little too big, right?

"Yes! Yes! The snow-mounted sky silkworms are gone... fart! No, why are you still standing there? Within three days, I will see the snow-mounted sky silkworms in the Yaozhuang."

After Jiang Jinpeng nodded subconsciously, he glared at Jiang Shimao fiercely and roared loudly.

This made Jiang Shimao confused.

The snow-capped silkworms are gone.

Blame me?

"Okay, I'll do it now."

Jiang Shimao smiled bitterly.

There was no expected praise, but he was scolded.

The baby is feeling bitter!

...

at the same time.

Long Kunlei has led Zhang Fan to another place in the capital.

Warriors' paradise, underground market.

"Doctor Zhang, this is the largest underground market for warriors in the capital. Basically, things related to warriors can be found here."

Long Kunlei introduced with a smile, and asked curiously: "I don't know what Dr. Zhang wants to look for?"

Tianci Medicine House has provided all the medicinal materials to make Anshenxiang. Could it be that what else is missing?

"Look for someone."

Zhang Fan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Look for someone?"

This answer made Long Kunlei even more confused.

Who are you looking for to come to the Warriors Underground Market?

So.

Zhang Fan and Long Kunlei wandered aimlessly in the underground market.

The entire underground market is very large, with a total of three streets, each street is about two or three kilometers long.

Some shops have various antiques placed in them, of course, I don’t know whether they are true or not.

Some shops contain some weapons. After all, in this place, weapons are legal and can be owned.

Some shops are relatively empty and can't tell what they sell.

In addition to shops and on both sides of the street, there are also various vendors who tell fortunes, cure all kinds of diseases, or accept disciples, etc., emerging one after another.

"This warrior's underground market is really a mixture of fish and dragons."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile.

He had been to the black market before, and although it looked quite messy, there were all kinds of people from all walks of life.

However, compared with the underground market of warriors, it is still a bit small.

"This is naturally the underground market for warriors. It is the only place where the Imperial Guards are managed only but not the police. Killing people in this place, as long as the other party is also a warrior, does not constitute a crime at all."

"And at the end of this street, there is a warrior ring, and there are people who sign life and death certificates every day, fighting on it."

Long Kunlei was obviously a regular visitor here, and couldn't help but smile.

Although it is chaotic here, it is undoubtedly a paradise for warriors.

"Oh? Interesting! Go and have a look."

Zhang Fan became interested and walked towards the end of the street.

When I walked across the street, my ears were filled with shouts from vendors on both sides of the street.

"Seeing a doctor and life, telling fortunes and finding good fortune, ensuring that the medicine is cured, and ensuring that the bad fortune turns into good fortune."

"Hey! This guy, I think you have a bad face. Have you had any trouble recently? Should I count it?"

Zhang Fan walked, a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and whose eyes were about to squint into a slit, blocking his way.
Chapter completed!