Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

Su Family, Su Mansion Inner Residence

Fatty Su was standing in the study. Behind the desk stood a young man in a long gown, handsome and graceful. He was holding a brush and writing freely on the paper. Fatty Su stood quietly by the side until the young man let out a sigh and put down the brush. Then he said softly, "Master, the servant just came to report that Zhou Yang has returned."

The eldest son uttered a soft "oh" and blew on the words he had written a few times before saying, "Uncle, if you can get the prescription this time, I will be credited with the first achievement."

Fatty Su was overjoyed: "Thank you, Young Master. Please say a few good words about my Lin'an lineage in the family."

"Well, let's talk about this after we've settled it. The elders of the family will make the decision." The eldest son walked to the desk and found a chair to sit down. He pointed to the chair next to him and asked Fatty Su to sit down as well. "Have you found out about Zhou Yang's background?"

Fatty Su hesitated for a moment, then said, "This Zhou Yang seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Before the Longmen Escort Agency was destroyed, I sent people to inquire about it. They said that Zhou Yang had been traveling with his master in the past few years."

The eldest son frowned, "Could it be his master who could make such a miraculous medicine? Have you found out where his master is?"

"The news I heard is that he is dead."

"He's dead!" The eldest son sighed, and then said, "So he is the only one who knows the formula now?"

"My Lord, I guess this is impossible. Although I don't know how this potion is made, it is impossible for such a magical potion to be produced on such a large scale without even a workshop. We just haven't found it. If we did, we would definitely find a way to get the potion formula."

"Then send someone to secretly watch Zhou Yang and see who he contacts. For the time being, we should not alert him, lest he become desperate." The eldest son rubbed his brows and continued, "Send a visiting card to the prefect of Lin'an. It's time to ask him what he thinks about the purchase."

"Yes, I'll do it now."

When Fatty Su saw the eldest master nodded, he retreated.

The next day

Zhou Yang was still in the study copying the "Militia Training Manual" that he downloaded when he returned to the real world in the evening, when Pang Yuyao came running over to report that Pang Qing had arrived with Pang Yuheng.

Before Zhou Yang went out to greet him, he heard Pang Yuheng's voice: "Brother Zhou, why didn't you tell me you were back?"

"Hahaha, it's Brother Yuheng. You already knew about this!" Zhou Yang came out laughing. "How are you? How are you feeling lately?"

"Okay, Brother Zhou. I also want to thank Brother Zhou for saving me from this sea of ​​suffering."

"Okay, grown man, stop nagging!" Zhou Yang turned around and greeted Pang Qing again. Zhou Yang asked Pang Qing to go to the study. As for Pang Yuheng, he went to play by himself.

After the two entered the study and sat down, Zhou Yang said, "Uncle, how are your preparations for the 300 servants going?"

"I have already arranged for people to select the 300 people. After careful consideration, I believe that these 300 people need to be carefully selected. At the very least, their absolute loyalty to the family must be guaranteed."

"Uncle is right. I will make the decision on this matter." Zhou Yang picked up the "Militia Training Manual" that he had copied last night and handed it to Pang Qing, saying, "Uncle, I saw this in an ancient book when I was young and traveling with my master. Uncle, take it and train according to the records here."

"what?"

"Uncle, don't panic. I can't always be in charge of the training of the servants. I still need you to find someone you can trust."

"Does my dear nephew have any other plans?"

"Uncle, a cunning rabbit has three burrows!" Zhou Yang said this and stopped talking.

"Okay, I will definitely train these servants according to the training methods recorded by my nephew!"

"Well, uncle, I got a new medicine here." Zhou Yang took out a small red pill. This was an aphrodisiac that was modified by the system. The cost price was fifty cents each.

"What is this medicine?"

"It can improve men's abilities in that area." Zhou Yang said with a sly smile.

"Oh?" Pang Qing didn't expect Zhou Yang to make this kind of medicine.

"My medicine is very powerful! Uncle can take it back and try it." Zhou Yang smiled and took out a small porcelain bottle with 10 pills in it and handed it to Pang Qing.

"How much do you want to pay, nephew?"

"Three taels of silver per bottle."

"Nephew, are you so confident about this thing?"

"I'm quite confident. Uncle, go back and try it and you'll know. This medicine doesn't hurt the body. If a man takes this medicine, a woman can't stand it. If a woman takes it, a man can't stand it. If both men and women take it, the bed can't stand it!"

"Haha!" Pang Qing was amused by Zhou Yang's words.

"Uncle, we will sell this medicine secretly. You and I don't need to show up. You can find some trustworthy people to distribute and sell it. The cost of the raw materials for this medicine is very low. We will split the profits 50-50."

Pang Qing didn't care much about Zhou Yang's promise, and was not optimistic about this medicine. Zhou Yang didn't care either, because he knew that this kind of medicine had a very large market in his world.

After the two chatted in the study for a long time, Pang Qing finally said goodbye. Zhou Yang wanted to keep him, but Pang Qing didn't want to stay here anymore, so Zhou Yang got up and saw Pang Qing off.

In the afternoon, when Zhou Yang sent people out to find someone to teach him martial arts, some people had already arrived. Zhou Yang did not say anything and just asked them to show off their skills. However, none of them caught Zhou Yang's eye. With his current physical strength and speed, even if they all attacked together, they would not be his match.

The next few days were still like this. For several days in a row, all the people who came were these worthless people. Later, Zhou Yang was speechless. Even Xu Jiang's level could come. Zhou Yang thought about it. Nowadays, all martial artists regard their martial arts as a secret. How could they teach martial arts to anyone for a few bucks?

Zhou Yang looked at the people in front of him and asked Pang Yuyao to give them some silver to get rid of them. At night, Zhou Yang tossed and turned in bed, thinking about going to Wudang Mountain to become a disciple? After all, it is still a well-known and upright sect, so it will be easier to deal with Emei Sect at that time. Although Zhou Yang has not yet learned the Nine Yang Magic Skill, he still remembers the "Nine Yin Manual" and "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" in the Heavenly Sword.

At this moment, the door of his room was pushed open. Zhou Yang held his breath and stared at the door, thinking that someone was coming to attack him. He was relieved when he saw that it was Pang Yuyao. He watched Pang Yuyao carefully close the door and walk towards the bed timidly. Zhou Yang was not a fool, so he knew what she was going to do.

After thinking for a while, he coughed softly. The little girl was startled and stood there, not daring to move. Zhou Yang said, "You came at the right time. I was just looking for you."

"Brother Zhou, I..."