Medical Master

"Really have a red envelope?"

On the way out of the celebration, Fang Qiu opened the big red envelope that Chen Xiaogang had stuffed into his hand.

Good guys.

It turned out to be a check for one million!

"Didi di..."

The phone rang in due course.

It was Ho Gaoming who called, and the number was anonymous.

"Hey?"

Fang Qiu answered the phone and said in an anonymous tone.

"Master."

He Gaoming's voice came from the other end of the phone, saying: "We came to a celebration and made another half a million. It should be enough in the past month, but it can only be a month."

Indeed, the food and drink of more than 30 people, two snacks for ten yuan per person per day, and a bottle of water for one yuan, plus the cost of renting a room, will cost at least one yuan each day, let alone the thirty Family of multiple brothers too.

Five hundred thousand looks a lot, but it is not enough when available.

such as.

The one million earned by doing martial arts coaching has been spent.

The half-million came in time, otherwise the money would not be able to be received, and the big guy might be hungry.

"Well, you cultivate hard and make money, I will find a way for you."

Fang Qiu said.

"What can you do?"

He Gaoming sighed softly, and then asked, "Could it be that you are a rich second-generation?"

Fang Qiu listened.

Why is this so familiar?

It seems that when he first got along with this guy as Fang Qiu, he asked that too.

"I am not the rich second generation."

Fang Qiu shook his head.

"Then, let's sell swords?"

He Gaoming smiled and said: "Buy one by one, a master sword is 300 million yuan. Once you sell it, the brothers will send it out."

"This stuff is worthless if there are too many."

Fang Qiu shook his head speechlessly, and said, "A lot of them have been sold before, and now there is no shortage of Grandmaster Swords for all major strengths. At this time, selling them is not worth the money! And it's better to control this thing."

"So what else can I do?"

Ho Gaoming smiled bitterly.

"You don't have to worry about it, I will figure out a solution."

Fang Qiu said.

"it is good."

He Gaoming said, "Then you should think more. Although there are more than 30 people now, it is not always necessary to hire more people. If more people are hired then, you must first protect them. Isn't life?"

Hear the words.

Fang Qiu was startled.

It really is so.

He Gaoming’s words really reminded Fangqiu that the situation in the martial arts is very uncertain now. The Nirvana organization has been hiding in the dark. Although the current martial arts is not chaotic, the Nirvana organization is always a time-bomb. There may be a head-on conflict with Nirvana.

In addition, there is also the old man, who is mysterious and mysterious about what he is doing.

Judging from the current situation, the more people the better.

And this of course also requires a lot of money.

Therefore, we must find a way to make money.

Although Fangqiu is rich, Fangqiu doesn’t want to take out his money, not because he is reluctant, but because once he takes out the money, then these people will not have any pressure in life, and there will be no motivation if there is no pressure. , It will not be so desperate to practice.

Therefore, Fang Qiu would rather find a way to make money for them than give them money directly.

hang up the phone.

"Is there any way to make money?"

Fang Qiu was a little bit distressed.

For now, he can use Fang Qiu's identity to find Li Huawen, Chen Xiaogang and Liu Guobin who specialize in variety shows in the entertainment industry.

These people have a lot of energy in the entertainment industry. If they sell, the martial arts instructor team, which is the first one, should have received a lot of jobs.

but.

The work in the entertainment industry is always not suitable for them. Firstly, because of the long time period, the money earned from a movie can be worth a month or two. Secondly, because of the various miscellaneous jobs in the entertainment industry. There are too many things. Once they take up a job, they have to be busy every day during the months when the contract is signed, so their cultivation time will be delayed.

This is exactly where He Gaoming and others are troubled.

In order to make money, waste cultivation?

Isn't that going against their original intention?

"In addition to the entertainment industry, what other circles can make big money?"

Back in the hotel room booked by Director Chen Xiaogang, Fang Qiu frantically turned his brain and started thinking.

"Selling swords?"

After thinking about it, Fang Qiu suddenly thought of the words He Gaoming said: Selling the master sword!

"Yes indeed."

As if thinking of something, Fang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself: "It's easier to make money than the entertainment industry, isn't it martial arts?"

"Although the Grandmaster Sword can't be sold, but can think of other ways."

Thought of this.

Fang Qiu raised his brows and continued to think.

He knew that things like money didn't mean much to the martial artist, it was just a mere number.

Therefore, as long as you can find something that can attract people in the martial arts, the corresponding reward will never be less than the entertainment circle, or even more.

"What do martial artists need?"

Fang Qiu whispered secretly: "Weapons, techniques, treasures of heaven and earth, and medicine."

"Pills!"

When talking about this, Fangqiu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he opened his mouth and said: "Yes, although there is no natural treasure, but I can make pills. Since I can develop medicines suitable for ordinary people, why? Can't develop a prescription suitable for martial arts people?"

Thought of this.

Fang Qiu didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately closed both sides.

The prescriptions recorded in the ancient books of Danfang immediately popped up in my mind and kept turning, page after page, side by side.

"this is not OK."

"This is inappropriate."

"This does not have much effect on martial arts people."

...

After searching for a long time, Fang Qiu couldn't find a suitable one.

"Pills don't work, so just use the medicine directly?"

Fang Qiu opened his eyes.

He discovered that none of the elixir prescriptions recorded in that ancient book were completely suitable for martial arts practitioners, either because they had inappropriate effects or were ineffective.

It's a pity, if this pill recipe also records the pill recipe in the ancient martial arts, Fangqiu doesn't need to be so distressed.

"Is it too much to sell medicine directly?"

Without any choice.

Fang Qiu thought of the cistanche and snow lotus he had cultivated.

These two medicines, after absorbing enough heaven and earth qi, they carry the qi of heaven and earth, for martial arts practitioners, it is definitely a good medicine.

However, if it is sold directly, it is easy to cause suspicion. At that time, I am afraid that it will attract many martial arts people with bad intentions to break into the planting base and steal.

"liqueur!"

After thinking for a while, Fang Qiu suddenly thought that in ancient times, many prescriptions had to use wine as a guide to achieve their medicinal effects, and immediately thought of medicinal wine!

Using wine as a medicine, soaking snow lotus and cistanche, plus the newly cultivated dendrobium, together with three kinds of Taoist immortal grasses full of heaven and earth, it is definitely a good medicine for martial arts people to practice!

Thought of this.

Fang Qiu immediately took out his mobile phone and checked it, and found that the nearest flight happened to be to southern Xinjiang. He immediately booked the ticket, and then immediately took a taxi to the airport, took the ticket and boarded directly to southern Xinjiang.

When he arrived in southern Xinjiang, Fangqiu rushed to the planting base to pick enough dendrobium.

then.

Book a ticket to return to Beijiang immediately.

Prepare rebates to pick cistanche and snow lotus, try making wine!

...

At the same time.

Kyoto, a suite in a big hotel.

More than thirty people gathered in it, no matter whether it was the bedroom or the living room, they were full.

The price of this suite is very expensive, but it is already the most cost-effective. After all, as long as you open a suite, more than 30 people can have a shelter.

If you change to other places, you will have to spend more money on accommodation for the 30-odd people.

And in this way, it would be better to spend enough money all at once, at least to have a good environment for cultivation.

at this time.

Everyone has just finished dinner and are talking to each other for a break.

"Didi di..."

Suddenly, one of them's cell phone rang.

Smell the reputation to go.

It was the man who had always supported the nameless on the island and felt that he owed the nameless man.

His name is Ling Zhenhua.

Because he has been supporting Wuming since the beginning, and because he speaks very straightforwardly, this guy has always been liked by everyone.

"Hey?"

Ling Zhenhua looked at the ID, then answered the phone with a smile.

But the result.

The phone has only been connected for a while.

"what?"

Suddenly, Ling Zhenhua's face changed drastically, and his breath instantly became extremely unstable.

Upon seeing this.

Everyone frowned and all looked at Ling Zhenhua.

"Brother He."

When the call was hung up, Ling Zhenhua shouted to He Gaoming and said, "I have something to do. I have to go home in a hurry."

Hear the words.

Everyone was taken aback.

Everyone knows that Ling Zhenhua has been divorced because of his infatuation with martial arts. He also has a daughter with his ex-wife, and every time he sends money, he sends living expenses to his home.

When he called just now, seeing the smile on his face, it was obvious that someone he cared about was calling.

Now, his face became so gloomy again.

It seems something has happened!

"what's up?"

He Gaoming asked immediately.

"Urgent."

Ling Zhenhua said.

"To go, you have to ask everyone's opinion."

He Gaoming said.

"Go together."

"Yes, everyone is brothers, let's take care of everything together!"

"No matter what, brothers are there."

"Yes, let's go together!"

Everyone echoed.

He Gaoming also smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are brothers here. No matter how big things are, they are trivial. You will lead the way and let us go together. Today, the funds are sufficient. You can go anywhere you want!"

"Thank you, brothers."

Ling Zhenhua gave everyone a fist, then immediately opened the door of the room and drove out all the way.

About thirty people, all followed behind him.

Walking all the way to the high-speed rail station, Ling Zhenhua told He Gaoming that he was going to the northeast.

He Gaoming bought a high-speed rail ticket for everyone without saying anything, and then everyone got on the train together.

quickly.

Came to the northeast, a county named Qingyang.

As soon as he got out of the car, Ling Zhenhua rushed to the hospital, and everyone followed him. Because it was already night and it was dark, everyone did not take a taxi and ran all the way.

After arriving at the hospital.

Everyone knew that it was Ling Zhenhua's eight-year-old daughter who was unconscious and had been treated for some time. Now she has no money to pay for the treatment.

Come to the ward.

Ling Zhenhua looked at the child on the hospital bed. Ling Zhenhua's eyes reddened. Although he did not cry, his tears had already rolled off.