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Liu Hang has more important things to do.

He exchanged gold for some money, and then went to the pharmacy to order medicine for making large gas cylinders.

However, this involves the transaction of rare medicines, and the purchase steps are very cumbersome. Liu Hang simply hired a secretary to help him buy medicines and distribute money.

By the time he finished working on the medicinal materials, the whole day had passed.

On the way home, the secretary called and told Liu Hang that he had negotiated with several companies and that he would get the medicine in his hands soon.

Open the door and go home.

"Officer Liu, you're back!"

A-Lian was wearing an apron, poking her head out of the kitchen with a sweet smile on her face.

"Yes."

Taking off his coat casually, Liu Hang sat at the table and asked, "What's for dinner today? It smells so good."

"I made a roast chicken. I don't think the oven you bought, Officer Liu, has ever been used. I followed the menu in the manual and made a try."

Liu Hang responded with a smile: "Then I am looking forward to it."

"Sniff!" Alian's nose twitched slightly.

She wrinkled her nose slightly: "What smell?"

"It should be the smell of burning," Liu Hang reminded, pointing to the kitchen.

"Ah! My chicken!"

A-Lian rushed into the room, and immediately jumped up and down.

"Do you want me to help?" Liu Hang stood up and asked.

"No, I can handle it myself!" A-Lian shouted, "Don't come in! Don't!"

After a lot of work, A-Lian brought a pitch-black roast chicken to the dinner table.

"It might be a little burnt."

A Lian was at a loss: "Officer Liu, do you want to try it first?"

"I'd better wait for Uncle Feng to come back and eat together."

"What is it, you will think of waiting for me to eat together."

The door opened, and Uncle Feng had been busy all day, so he opened the door and came back.

"It's A-Lian's roast chicken."

"Can Alian know how to cook roast chicken?"

Uncle Feng changed his shoes, washed his face, and then sat down at the table.

"Where's the roast chicken?" Uncle Feng looked around.

Alian was very embarrassed: "Uncle!"

"Ahem, this is it." Liu Hang pushed the roast chicken towards Uncle Feng.

"This……"

Uncle Feng shook his head: "I can't eat this chicken. The two of us are at your house, so I should give it to you to eat."

"No, no, Uncle Feng, this case takes too much time, and you have worked hard today, so you should come and eat."

The two pushed each other.

"and many more!"

A-Lian patted the table: "The roast chicken I made, I decide who will eat it!"

She plunged a knife into the grilled chicken and cut the chicken in two with one knife.

"Uncle has worked hard, and so has Officer Liu, so the two of you are half of each other."

The two looked at the burnt roast chicken in front of them, and smiled awkwardly at each other.

Just when they were thinking about how to find an excuse to avoid eating roast chicken, Alian suddenly looked at Liu Hang's waist: "Officer Liu, the little cloth bag on your waist is so beautiful."

"this?"

Liu Hang picked up the Qiankun bag presented by Ge Hong.

"Well, it looks very unusual." A-Lian nodded.

"This is a gift from a senior."

Uncle Feng also looked at the Qiankun bag, only took one look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Why, Uncle Feng, do you know this thing?" Liu Hang noticed the change in Uncle Feng's expression.

"do not know"

He shook his head very simply: "However, I can feel the magic power on this bag, it should be from the hands of a senior with very advanced Taoism."

"He is indeed a senior with profound morals." Liu Hang nodded.

"Where's the other bag? It looks like it contains a lot of things, it's round." A-Lian pointed to Liu Hang's magic storage bag.

After Liu Hang got rich, the capacity of the magic storage bag has also expanded a lot. Even a hero can only be equipped with one standard, because Liu Hang's status as the mayor of the new magic town can also get some privileges.

"This bag contains some personal items, which cannot be left."

"Oh!"

Seeing that Liu Hang didn't want to talk more, Alian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

But Uncle Feng took the initiative and asked: "Officer Liu, I can feel that your mana is a little impure. I wonder who you learned it from?"

Liu Hang had just obtained the method of cultivating mana from the Jiuju school.

He has no aptitude, and it is impossible for him to cultivate mana except for heretics, but he never thought that Uncle Feng would see the clues as soon as he had mana.

Maybe Uncle Feng had noticed it a long time ago, but decided to ask now.

Liu Hang said frankly: "I learned heresy ways from a sorcerer. I was not born with the qualifications to practice Taoism, so I can only use this method to cross the threshold."

"The method of heresy is ultimately a small way."

Uncle Feng sighed: "How about this, I will pass on the Maoshan Heart Method to you, even if you can't cultivate mana, you can improve your spiritual cultivation by chanting it every day."

Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng would take the initiative to teach Maoshan's heart method. This thing is not a personal disciple who kneels and kowtows, and will never pass it on.

Moreover, the Maoshan spell has natural restraint in dealing with ghosts, which is of great help to Liu Hang.

"Come on, come upstairs."

"it is good!"

The two left quickly, leaving only Alian stunned.

A-Lian came to her senses and shouted at the backs of the two of them: "Hey! Uncle, Police Officer Liu, you haven't eaten the roast chicken yet, how about this, I'll keep it warm for you to eat!"

Chapter 290 Production Line of Return Gas Cylinders

tea restaurant,

Liu Hang sat in the VIP room on the second floor, and there was a whole table of food on the table in front of him.

Steaks, beef patties, roast chicken, roast chicken, and even a leg of lamb.

Dazzling.

He stuffed the food into his mouth with a swift speed, and then chewed at an even faster speed, eating as fast as drinking water.

Cultivating mana and exercising blood energy all require very high energy.

With Liu Hang's current state, it is too slow to extract mana in nature, so he found a simple method, using food.

On the other side, the secretary slowly closed his mouth that was opened in shock.

"How's it going?"

When it was time to stop for a sip of water, Liu Hang asked.

The secretary seemed to have just remembered his work. He immediately opened the file and said, "The medicine you need to purchase has already purchased about three tons, with a total cost of 6000 million U.S. dollars, and another 200 million to hire experts for appraisal. The cost of keeping fresh..."

Liu Hang raised his hand, preventing the secretary from continuing.

"I just ask for one thing, the medicine is real, and the year is the same!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, help me find some old Chinese doctors, please come here for a big price!"

"Ah? Oh! Yes!"

After Liu Hang finished his meal, the old Chinese doctors were also invited over by money.

They were all old men with missing teeth and gray beards.

A full seventeen!

After wiping his mouth with a napkin, Liu Hang said, "Old gentlemen, I hope you can do me a favor and grind the medicine for me."

"Grind medicine?"

"You brought us all the way here just to let us grind the medicine?"

"My bones are old and I can't grind the medicine anymore."

"Everyone, don't worry."

Liu Hang stood up and said, "Everyone, $1 per day!"

A tall, thin old doctor stood up and said indignantly: "Do you think that your filthy money can make some of us old bones kneel down and obey you?"

"10!" Liu Hang didn't blink at the price increase.

In this world, he is not short of money, not to mention the worst option of robbing a bank.

Just pretend to be a fairy, give a panacea, and someone will give you money.

Suddenly, fewer people resisted.

10 US dollars, exchanged, there is a big sack!

Even the old doctor who was unwilling to kneel down and obey orders just now shut up.

Liu Hang nodded with great satisfaction, and said, "It's not about kneeling down and listening to me. It's just that you are the only ones to do these jobs. I don't worry. Ordinary people don't care. My batch of medicinal materials is precious, so there must be no problems."

After discussing the requirements for making the prescription with the old doctors in detail, the wrinkled faces of the old doctors became very ugly.

"It's not difficult, but who came up with this prescription?"

A bald old doctor stroked his beard and said: "Human body, astragalus, epimedium, Eucommia, cinnamon, these things have the effect of replenishing Qi and nourishing the deficiency of Yuanyang, but there are too many of these things, and they are very old medicinal materials. , will make people feel empty and unreplenishable."

The other also nodded: "Yes, as far as I know, there are very few thousand-year-old wild ginseng in this world. Do you really want to grind it into powder? This is a waste of nature."

"Of course you have to grind"

Liu Hang took the material list from the secretary.

"There are 13 thousand-year-old wild ginseng, all of which have a preliminary human form, all of which have been ground!"

After everything was arranged, Liu Hang took a group of old Chinese doctors to the warehouse by car.

There are dozens of security guards outside the warehouse.

Liu Hang has no knowledge of medicinal materials, so no matter it is wound medicine or return gas cylinder, he dare not start making it. The role of this group of old Chinese doctors is reflected. They don't know what medicine Liu Hang wants to make, but strictly follow the prescription Grab medicine and take medicine.

Even Liu Hang's headache step of becoming a medicine, they also easily overcome it with a lifetime of experience.

A bottle of return gas was sent to Liu Hang.

Liu Hang picked it up, unplugged it and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey!"

"It's over, it's over!"

"He's going to die!"