School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

At this time, the little Taoist priest also discovered Qin Changshou and others, and immediately waved to greet them.

"Brothers, I see that you are not in good spirits and have heavy dark circles under your eyes. Would you like to buy some elixirs to try?"

As the little Taoist priest spoke, he picked up a white porcelain bottle and introduced it happily.

"Oh, there is actually a pill?"

Qin Changshou signaled his roommates to stop. Looking at the bottles and jars, he could vaguely smell the fragrance of elixir, which made him a little excited.

If he hadn't met him now, he would never have thought that there were people in this world who could refine elixirs.

After thinking briefly for a few seconds, Qin Changshou picked up a green porcelain bottle and asked: "It looks very good, so how can I sell this elixir?"

"Little rejuvenation pill, 5000 yuan a bottle!"

"Big Rejuvenation Pill, 5!"

The little Taoist priest gave a brief introduction, his eyes full of admiration.

After all, these were refined by his master, and they were extremely effective.

It's just that the business is a bit bleak, no one is willing to buy this kind of three-no product. It's not a big deal if you eat it bad, but it's troublesome if you get poisoned and hospitalized.

At this moment, the little Taoist saw that Qin Changshou and others were interested in buying medicine, and felt that a light appeared in the darkness of life.

Qin Changshou picked up a bottle of small rejuvenation pills, put it next to his nose and smelled it.

Although the heat is almost controlled, it still lacks an important medicinal material, so this rejuvenation pill is not even a first-class elixir.

However, he is now a little curious about what kind of alchemy furnace the old Taoist priest in the temple uses.

In this world with thin spiritual energy, those so-called rice cookers, pressure cookers, etc. cannot produce elixirs of this quality.

If the old Taoist priest had a special alchemy furnace, things would be completely different.

After thinking about it, Qin Changshou reached out and pulled Yang Zeping over and said, "Buy a bottle. This will help us restore our mental strength."

"Huh? 5000 yuan buys such a small bottle of pills, and it's a three-free product. If you have money, it's not such a waste!"

Yang Zeping glanced at it a few times, with an ugly expression on his face, expressing his rejection.

Qin Changshou didn't care what Yang Zeping's expression was, he quickly poured out a small rejuvenation pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Ah, Lao Qin, you!"

Yang Zeping had a foreign object enter his mouth and instinctively wanted to spit it out.

However, the little rejuvenation pill melted in his mouth, making his tongue start to tremble and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.

In less than three seconds, the mental strength Yang Zeping had lost due to staying up all night had now been replenished.

"I'm not lying to you, this stuff also has the effect of nourishing yin and replenishing yang, and repairing kidney qi! Give him a prescription so that he can talk easier in the future!"

Qin Changshou thrust the medicine bottle into Yang Zeping's hand and motioned for him to scan the QR code to pay.

"All right!"

Yang Zeping paid the money, but he was still a little unhappy.

Because there are only 9 pills left in the bottle, plus the one he just ate, this thing costs 500 yuan each.

Five hundred yuan is enough for him to live happily in an Internet cafe for a week.

Qin Changshou and others said goodbye to the young Taoist priest and were about to leave.

Yang Zeping looked back and found that the little Taoist priest had also started to pack his things.

"Old Qin, look at him!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Changshou was a little confused.

"He just sold us something, and he's going to close the stall and leave. Is it really reliable?"

Yang Zeping always felt that he had been hacked, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

However, the little Taoist priest had good hearing and could hear their conversation very clearly.

So he bowed slightly to Qin Changshou and said: "My master said, no matter what kind of elixir, as long as I sell one bottle, I can go back. Don't think too much about it, brothers."

"May I ask what your master's name is?" Yang Zeping tilted his neck and asked.