Ning Lang walked over and asked excitedly, "Father, isn't it a surprise?"

"Surprise? Huh! Surprise, no joy!" City Master Ning grunted and asked angrily: "The ghost doctor came to our house, since you recognized it, why didn't you tell your father? You, you actually paid it back Invite people from all families with a post of one hundred thousand gold, you are such a bastard!"

"What's the matter? I just pulled such a line so that they can see the ghost doctor. Besides, you see, they have surrounded him. If he sells the medicine, it will be a lot of money. Money, I also helped him!"

Hearing this, City Master Ning shook his head helplessly: "Son, not all people are the same as you think. Do you think his medicine can be sold at sky-high prices, so he has to quickly refine more medicines and sell them? No, for him, he doesn't necessarily have to sell the medicine. In this world, money can buy everything."

He taught in a deep tone, motioning him to look at the boy in red who was surrounded there: "Anyone who wants to buy his medicine will buy it no matter what, whether it is a sky-high price or bartering, as long as it feels worth it, he will spend it. With this money, he has no worries about selling his medicines, but not enough to sell. You must have never asked what he meant for your actions and practices like today?"

"However, I also brought him the opportunity to make money. Isn't he happy that he has money?"

"Do you think that refining medicine is so easy and simple? Just think about it? Nothing is easy. Refining medicine and elixirs are even more so. Otherwise, the world would not admire alchemists and medicines so much. "

Ning Lang moved his mouth and didn't say a word. He was already very smart. When his father said that, he wanted to understand, so he seemed to know that his practice today was excessive.

"They can come to see you from afar. They must value you as a friend. What kind of bastard thing you said you did? How do you end up like this now?"

"This...I..." He scratched his head and lowered his head in confusion.

Over there, Feng Jiu smiled alienatedly, and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry." She walked out of them and looked at Ning Lang: "Didn't you mean to invite us to dinner tonight?"

"Um... how about I invite you out to eat?" He suggested, planning to make amends with him after going out.

"No, just eat here! But it's time to serve, Duan Ye just yelled that he was hungry." She smiled, looked at City Master Ning and his wife, and bowed her hands: "City Lord, Madam City Lord."

"Haha, ghost doctors don't need to be polite, please, please sit down." The city lord said, hurriedly invited him to sit down.

"My name is Feng Jiu, and the city lord can call me Feng Jiu." She sat down with Duan Ye, and the others also took their seats when they saw this.

"Butler, let them serve the dishes and go to the wine cellar to take out the jar of spirit wine I treasured." The city lord ordered.

"Yes." The butler stopped and turned around and went out.

"Everyone, it's all jerk things done by children. Ning will punish himself three cups here and make a compensation to you."

As he said, he first poured three glasses of wine and drank it, and then looked at Feng Jiu: "My son was a money addict when he was a kid, and he didn't listen to any words. This matter offended Master Feng tonight, so he invited Master Feng. Don't be offended, don't care about this kid, look back, I will teach him a good lesson."