Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Nie Feng quickly raised his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Gang Leader!"

The next day.

Holding the fake household registration, Nie Feng walked confidently to the government office in the city.

The process of opening a drug store involves many government rules and regulations. Nie Feng must skillfully use this fake household registration while showing an impeccable image.

Walking into the gate of the official residence, Nie Feng shivered slightly from the cold wind blowing in his face.

He calmed down, took a deep breath, and walked along the corridor of the government office to the hall where he applied for a store permit.

The official who handled the matter was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with sharp eyes under his glasses. He knew at a glance that he was not an easy person to deal with.

"Are you here to apply for a store permit?" The official looked at Nie Feng coldly, seeming to be a little disdainful.

Nie Feng bowed and saluted, and replied in the most respectful tone: "Exactly, I have a relative and friend who wants to open a drug store in the city, and I came here to apply for a store permit."

The official raised his eyebrows, seeming to be curious about Nie Feng's background: "Drug shop? Who are your relatives and friends, and what kind of pharmacology do they know?"

Nie Feng's answer was neither humble nor arrogant: "This person is indeed a figure in the world, but he is not from a famous family. He is just a reclusive doctor in a thatched cottage."

"He has healed the villagers many times and has a good reputation."

The official seemed a little unconvinced: "There are so many hidden doctors in the world, where is your household registration?"

Nie Feng quickly handed over the fake household registration with a calm expression: "This is the household registration of the villain's relatives and friends. Please take a look at it."

The official took the household registration and looked at it carefully. His brows furrowed more and more, obviously he found something wrong.

He looked up at Nie Feng, his sharp eyes seeming to penetrate Nie Feng's soul: "How did you get your household registration?"

Nie Feng's heart tightened, but he still remained calm, pretending to be surprised and said: "The villain got this from the gang leader, what's the problem?"

The official pondered for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons, and finally put down his household registration and said calmly: "Since I got it from the leader of the Xiongba Gang, I will trust you once."

"I've approved your pharmacy, but you have to know that if there are any violations, I will seal it down without mercy."

Nie Feng quickly expressed his gratitude and promised to abide by the regulations.

After applying for the store opening permit, Nie Feng left the government with joy and a hint of worry.

He knew that although the matter was successfully resolved, the government's suspicion of him had not been completely eliminated.

He must act carefully without any oversight.

And immediately after.

Nie Feng held a stack of notice boards made of bamboo slips and walked on the stone road towards the notice board in the center of the market.

It was the most prosperous place in the ancient city, where traders of all kinds gathered, where people exchanged news and issued job recruitment notices.

The lively voices and cries of sellers intertwined together to form a picture of a bustling market.

The notice board reads neatly in ink: "Rongfu Medicine Hall will open next month.

Intermittent bone-repairing ointment can heal fractures and injuries. It has excellent results and is praised by everyone. "

"Those who are sick should not miss the opportunity, and those who are in urgent need should not miss the life-saving grace."

Nie Feng stood up straight, wearing a blue robe, with a resolute face and calm eyes.

He came to the notice board, looked around, and then nailed the notice boards to the notice board one by one. Every tap was filled with confidence and pride.

People around were attracted, including businessmen, scholars, Taoist priests, artists, and coolies carrying burdens.

They became very interested in advertisements for miraculous medicinal properties such as Discontinuous Bone Ointment.

Nie Feng quickly left the market square where the notice board was.

He was wearing an ordinary blue cloth robe and calmly blended into the crowd.

His eyes were calm, as if the announcement just now did not cause any waves in him.

However, he knew in his heart that this announcement would cause an uproar in the entire city.

The crowd in the square did not disperse with Nie Feng's departure. Instead, they gathered in front of the notice board and started talking.

People were pushing and shoving, trying to read the handwriting on the notice.

"Intermittent Bone Ointment? Is there really such a miracle medicine?" an old man said doubtfully, with wrinkles on his face and a wooden stick in his hand.

A middle-aged woman next to her was carrying a child, but there was a hint of expectation in her eyes: "If there is such a medicine, then my dick can also cure the injury on the leg."

"Hmph, I want to see what this Rongfu Medicine Hall is all about. It dares to publicize it so much."

A young man, wearing gorgeous clothes, had a look of disdain on his face.

There were also some wandering chivalrous people in the crowd. They looked at each other and smiled. One of them jokingly said: "I have heard about the bone-breaking ointment in ancient books. If this thing really exists, I don't know how many people in our world have lost their arms and legs." People can recover.”

Their words caused laughter from the people around them, but more of them were curiosity and expectation for this so-called miracle medicine.

People's comments echoed in the square, sometimes with suspicion, sometimes expectation, and sometimes joking, forming a vivid picture.

This emerging medicine hall and the legendary miracle medicine have undoubtedly aroused people's imagination.

And at the same time.

In the meeting hall of the Lord's Mansion of Dugu City, Dugu Fang was sitting around a long rosewood table with several close advisors.

They were discussing matters in the city when suddenly a guard wearing a gray robe walked into the hall and said hurriedly: "Sir City Lord, there is a medicine hall in the city that is about to open. It claims to have intermittent bone-setting ointment, which can repair fractures and heal injuries. It is popular among the people. There was a lot of talk.”

Dugu Yifang, the master of the City Lord's Mansion, is sitting on the throne at the moment.

He has a middle-aged appearance, a majestic appearance, and an inviolable aura between his brows.

Hearing the guard's report, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Intermittent bone healing ointment?" Dugu Fang frowned. A scribe next to him, holding a fan and elegant, also looked surprised: "This medicine is an ancient legend, how could it appear today?"

The guard replied respectfully: "My lord, my subordinates don't know much about it either. They just saw this on the notice board in the market."

Dugu Fang pondered for a moment, the tea cup in his hand swayed slightly, and the tea leaves drifted in it. His eyes revealed a glimmer of inquiry: "This matter is not trivial. Where does this Rongfu Medicine Hall come from, and is this Intermittent Bone Ointment real?" Effectively, everything needs to be investigated.”

The guard commander sitting on the left side of Dugu Fang, a tall man with a rough face, said at this time: "City Lord, my subordinates can go and find out the details of this medicine hall."

Dugu Fang nodded with cold eyes: "Go, be careful and don't alert the owner of this medicine hall."

The commander of the guards retreated, and silence returned to the meeting hall.

the other side.

At the Tianxiahui General Forum, Xiongba was sitting in the main seat, surrounded by his confidants and generals.

The entire hall has a solemn atmosphere, with various classical weapons hung on the walls, and everything exudes a Jianghu atmosphere.

Xiongba's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he was playing with a delicate dagger in his hand. There was not much expression on his face, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the shock in his heart.

"Intermittent bone balm?" he asked in a deep voice, as if the name had some special meaning to him.

A waiter who was kneeling on the ground replied in a trembling voice: "As I said to the gang leader, that's exactly what happened. The notice of Rong Fu Medicine Hall has been spread in the city, and people are talking about the miraculous effects of this intermittent bone healing ointment."

"Hmm..." Xiongba fell into deep thought and suddenly asked after a moment: "Where is Nie Feng? Let him come over."

A general replied: "Go back to the gang leader, Nie Feng should still be in the city now and will be back soon."

Xiong Ba's brows furrowed as he urgently wanted to know the relationship between Rong Fu Medicine Hall and Nie Feng.