Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

  Chapter 118 The Fierce Name Is in the Outer Museum Master

  Chixia City, it is still calm.

   But Cheng Ling has already started to batch up the supplies she got from the Ran's caravan.

   Part of her remained in Cheng's house, and part of her was driven by Hong Guangyi. She followed the car herself and quietly transported it out of the city when there were few people.

   In addition, she is also constantly exchanging the silver money she has been allocated in the recent period into various other materials.

   Among them, the most important is the medicinal materials.

  The recent weather has rained every day, but it is better that the rain usually falls in the evening, and there is often another sun in the morning. Therefore, Cheng Ling's solar energy circulates healthily.

  So, in addition to standing up to beat herself up, practicing martial arts, and practicing the control of infuriating qi, she would also set aside some time every day to specialize in concocting medicinal materials.

   After all, her solar energy has miraculous effects in medicine, so it's wasted if you don't use it.

   Cheng Ling remembered a lot of Chinese patent medicine formulas, and she prepared them one by one according to the emergency degree, the degree of common use, and the degree of practicality.

   First of all, it is an essential hemostatic and traumatic medicine in troubled times.

   The two Yunnan Baiyao fuses in her backpack are gone, and this kind of emergency medicine must be remade.

   The formulas of Yunnan Baiyao and Baozi are kept secret, and Cheng Ling doesn't know either, but she does know a traumatic life-saving pill.

   The second is the medicine for golden sore, and the medicine for external use of golden sore is also indispensable, but this Cheng Ling did not prepare it himself.

   She just taught Mu Sanniang the prescription and preparation method, and then she personally processed one of the main medicines, and then Mu Sanniang took Cheng Dani to handle the medicine.

   When Mu Sanniang saw Cheng Ling taking out these prescriptions that she did not know, her eyes were slightly red, and she missed Mr. Mu.

"It was your grandfather who taught you the recipes, right? When I was with him before, he said that these recipes were passed down to men and not women. I was not allowed to learn the profound ones, but only allowed me to learn something from your grandmother. I didn't expect him to know I will teach you quietly."

Cheng Lingdao: "Auntie, grandpa is willing to teach me, but he is actually hurting you. Although I am a boy, my surname is Cheng and not Mu. If I were not your child, grandpa and his elders would not care about me. What about an onion?"

   These words immediately made Mu Sanniang laugh, and after laughing, she looked at Cheng Ling in a trance.

  What a boy, this is obviously a little lady.

   But from close to distant, from far to near, and even Cheng Ling himself, he only regards himself as a man.

   It's fine for now. She will grow up in the future, but what should I do?

   Mu Sanniang had hidden worries in her heart, but she couldn't express it in her mouth.

  The disciples of the martial arts hall sometimes help to dry the herbs, wash the herbs, cut the herbs, and do some chores.

  Someone helped with chores, Cheng Ling only made some of the most important medicines himself, so although there were many things, everything could be handled in an orderly manner.

   She also bought a batch of makgeolli and distilled it into alcohol herself.

   This Cheng Ling did not ask others to participate, but made the whole process by himself.

  Because in this era, sake is expensive, if the distillation technology of alcohol is used in brewing, it must be a big killer. Cheng Ling knew the value of this thing, so he wouldn't spread it at will.

   But even if it is intentional to keep it secret, when the high-purity alcohol is distilled, the uncontrollable alcohol still attracts a lot of research.

   At least, the neighbors on the east side of Cheng's house couldn't help but send someone to ask.

  Their family is what Mu Sanniang once said. The old lady in the family is accompanied by a little maid, and the family is very wealthy.

Hong Guangyi opened the door and led the housekeeper in. Cheng Ling had already closed the doors and windows of the distillation room. She walked in the martial arts field in the vestibule and picked up a long wooden gun on the shelf, as if trying Randomly throw a hand towards the front.

   The spear roared past like a flying dragon.

   brought up the cold wind that brushed past the ears of the Guo family steward, then snorted and fell into the mud six feet behind him.

   The barrel of the gun was three feet deep into the ground, and the tail of the gun swayed in the air, as if there was some buzzing sound.

   The steward of the house next door was stunned. He shook his legs and twitched his lips. He tried to speak several times, but he couldn't say anything.

   Until Cheng Ling asked, "Did you bring something to your master?"

   The steward of the Guo family was trembling, and finally said something: "I, I... small, I, my family's eldest son, may I ask if there is good wine in the house of Mr. Lang? If so, do you sell it or not?"

  Cheng Ling said: "There are good wines, but they are not sold."

   is that simple and straightforward.

Guo's housekeeper got her words, but it was as if he had caught a falling guillotine. ."

   After that, he took a step back with a hunched waist, turned around and ran.

   That speed, if you say that there is a beast chasing behind you, it's almost the same.

   On the martial arts field, a young man covered his mouth and let out a secret laugh.

  After returning home, the steward of the Guo family tried to persuade the owner: "I can't afford to offend that family, that group of young people are full of vigor, who doesn't feel scary when they see it?"

   added: "The Master Cheng is even more terrifying. Just throw a wooden spear like that, good guy, you can stick it all into the ground..."

   As he said, he gestured with exaggerated movements.

Hearing that, the old lady of their family was taken aback, and she repeatedly covered her chest and said, "Ouch scaring someone to death, I said don't deal with it, he dares to kill people in the street, what else can't he do? Dalang, Stop your thoughts now!"

   Coincidentally, the third son who was a clerk in the army came back and pointed at the eldest son who was the shopkeeper in the restaurant: "Brother, you are really blinded by lard! Do you know who that person is? You dare to provoke him?"

  The shadow of the famous tree, until now, Cheng Ling's fierce name has been known to the whole Chixia city, which is the advantage of being famous.

  Cheng Ling was able to continue to develop relatively safely in an environment surrounded by obvious storms.

   She has two small pockets, and the collection space can only hold collected objects, and the capacity is relatively loose at present.

  The backpack space can hold foreign objects, but unfortunately it is only one cube in size. After squeezing her original backpack supplies, there are only about 0.6 cubes left.

  Cheng Ling put a bag of carefully selected rice seeds in it, and two small bags of corn with a total of 50 catties, and then all kinds of finished medicines, as well as some important daily necessities.

  I also put some cooked snacks, and I also put a few large bottles of newly distilled alcohol.

   In addition to the collection and storage of these materials, Cheng Ling also did a very important thing.

   Through Hong Feng, she contacted a former master of the Jinshui Gang who was in charge of shipping, and borrowed his power to buy a boat!

   (end of this chapter)