The last disciple who traveled through Medicine King Valley sells goods live

[Big Brother: Shut up, I don’t understand either…]

[Pfft, can you please stop being funny when I'm so nervous?]

[That’s right, do you think our eldest brother is just as lucky as our good brother? ]

【Come to think of it, it seems like I did win the lucky bag. 】

[??? So, Twinkle is really useful? (Look at me Twinkle cursing)]

【Wow, the emoticon pack has been updated again? 】

"No, how can you be so careless? Even Shanshan has been bullied, and you still dare to joke around?"

[That's right, can't you help me think of what to do? ]

[I know you're anxious, but wait... Didn't you see that all the big brothers in our live studio are offline?]

[When Shanshan got into trouble, President Mu and President Liu flew directly over.]

[Boss Mu definitely wants to perform well this time.]

"Besides, didn't they say there wouldn't be any violence? As long as Shining is safe, everything else is a small matter."

[Yeah, yeah, at worst, we can just keep raising Winky! (Full of energy)]

[Come to think of it, ever since Shanshan no longer needs my support, I haven’t even had the motivation to go to work (sigh)]

Who says it's not true? It's not a good idea for Twinkle to try too hard.

[After hearing what you said, I actually think it wouldn't be a bad thing if Shanshan wasn't busy anymore...]

Watching everyone chatting in the live broadcast room, Shanshan's mood also became much better.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Ningming's mind was full of those people just now. As a result, when he finished his work and turned around, he saw Shanshan laughing.

Should he say that this person has a really big heart, or that his heart is really big?

Shan Shan smiled and handed the phone over: "It's okay, everyone said that if I fail in the business war, they will continue to support me.

Jiang Ningming seemed to have his Ren and Tong meridians opened up with just one sentence.

Yes, if you can't fight, you have nothing. It's because he has started this company that he has begun to feel pressure and responsibility.

But, before this, he had nothing. At worst, he could just continue to ask his brother for money and then give it to Shanshan.

After figuring this out, Jiang Ningming felt a lot more relaxed.

"Yeah, it's no big deal!"

That Shanshan was amused. "Just now I heard them talking about a lucky bag or something? It seems like you won a lucky bag. What lucky bag?"

Jiang Ningming was stunned. "Ah, did I win the lucky bag? It's because of that yellow paper you gave me that I'm so nervous now, so I want to test whether it works or not."

Speaking of this, Shanshan once again became arrogant: "How is it? I told you it would work~"

Jiang Ningming couldn't help but criticize him, "What's the use? I gave out the lucky bags myself, and I received them myself, so I can only refuse to compensate."

Uh, it seems so.

Jiang Ningming felt a little comforted when he saw that Shanshan didn't react. He couldn't be the only fool.

"If you really think it works, go buy a scratch-off ticket. I'll believe it if you win."

Hearing this, Shanshan's eyes lit up: "I remember there is one at the entrance of this tea market! Let's go there later."

Jiang Ningming pointed to the live broadcast room and said, "You can't do this in the live broadcast room. Say hello to everyone first and turn off the live broadcast."

【? ? ! ! !】

【Is there anything that I, as a super member, cannot see? 】

[Don't turn it off, can't we just pay to watch it? ]

Unfortunately, Shanshan didn’t have his phone with him, so he naturally didn’t see what was said in the live broadcast room.

I said hello to everyone and then ended the live broadcast.

Now, everyone in the group started @Jiang Ningming. Unfortunately, Jiang Ningming didn't even read it.

One by one, they muted him, and still asked him to check the group messages every day? He just raised his hand and it was a message of "Do Not Disturb"!

Shanshan drove the tricycle carefully out of the tea market and stopped at the door of the welfare lottery.

Jiang Ningming got out of the car and bought a pack of scratch tickets. He did not verify it on the spot, but after returning home, Na Shanshan turned on the camera for him and Jiang Ningming started recording.

There are ten scratch-off tickets in a pack, and Jiang Ningming bought the one worth ten yuan, which means his original capital is one hundred yuan.

After scratching ten cards, the total number you get is one hundred and one.

Shanshan was happy again, and Jiang Ningming was depressed again.

"Why another ten dollars?"

Shanshan didn't understand what he meant by "again", but that didn't affect her happiness: "Well, I told you it would be useful."

"What's the use? It's only ten dollars."

The shimmering figure said mysteriously, "Haven't you heard of this saying? Small fortunes are earned through hard work, medium fortunes through virtue, and great fortunes through fate."

This kind of spell is just to increase a little luck, it's harmless. If you really want to make a fortune with it, it's like changing your destiny.

Do you think anyone can change their fate? Generally, those who change their fate either pay a price themselves or pay a price for the person who changed their fate.

Jiang Ningming, who was born with a rebellious streak, couldn't help but ask, "Then there can't be anything else?"

That Shanshan nodded: "Yes, it really does happen. It's about borrowing lives. But this kind of thing goes against the laws of nature and will be punished by heaven. I've encountered one before. At that time, the caster and the person who changed the fate met a miserable end."

Shanshan gets goosebumps just thinking about it now.

Jiang Ningming looked at Shanshan in surprise: "How come you know all this?"

That Shanshan said: "Because I am a decathlon and can't~"

"what?"

“When I was in the valley, my talent was limited, so my master wanted to find me something that would be most suitable for me to learn, so he took me to study with my uncle.

Unfortunately, I have no talent, so I can only learn tea therapy from my master."

At the beginning, the three-year-old Naidouding was taken by his master to look for people to learn from.

Although Shanshan has no talent, she is very smart and has a good memory.

I learn things quickly. However, learning the mystical arts is not something that can be done quickly; it requires talent.

So at that time, Shanshan studied the mysterious arts for three days before her master stopped taking her.

Then we went to the Wushu Sect, which was fine for us. However, after only half an hour, our master stopped us from going.

Because Shanshan was too young, and the youngest disciple there was only six years old, so even if he went, he would have to wait until he was six years old.

When she went there, the fists of those burly men were bigger than her face. They were not careful with their blows, and her master was worried that she would be killed by one of them.

As a result, before he was six years old, Shanshan went to his ancestor's place, and then boarded his uncle's ship of no return.

To be honest, the only place Shanshan didn't go was the Arithmetic Gate.

Because she heard from her senior brothers that the people in the arithmetic sect were all ghosts. The kind that were really scary.

Later, when she grew up, she realized that what they meant was that most of what they learned was Guiguzi's art of mechanisms and the art of controlling people.

The reason why the senior brothers don’t like to deal with arithmetic is because they always get cheated.

When she grew up, Na Shanshan was unwilling to go to the Arithmetic Gate because everyone in the valley said she was stupid, especially in the Arithmetic Gate, she became even more stupid.

Of course, this did not affect their kindness to her, and they always liked to give her various small mechanical gadgets.

In particular, the furniture that Shanshan is using now was all made by the senior brothers and sisters in the arithmetic school.

And later, when Uncle Suanjiu brought her senior sisters and brothers to take her away from the Beggars' Sect, she was very grateful to Uncle Suanjiu.

Fortunately, Uncle Nine appeared at that time, otherwise she would have been spat on in the face.

Hearing a strange word, Jiang Ningming became curious again: "Tea therapy? What is that?"

Shanshan was proud: "Of course it is to use tea to treat diseases. I am the only one in our entire sect who knows this method."

"Huh? Isn't tea said to be a detoxifying drink? Are you using tea as medicine? Is it a cure or a nuisance?"

That Shining: .....

"You also know Chinese medicine?"

Jiang Ningming immediately said excitedly: "So you were just lying to me, right? Tea therapy is a lie, right?"

That flash glared at him: "You are the liar! Who said tea can't cure diseases? It's just that in our sect, the reason why I am the only one who learns it is because it is an inferior medicine."

At the end, Shanshan felt a little guilty.

In fact, to use the words of our ancestors, there is no distinction between high and low medical skills. The ability to cure diseases and save lives is the supreme medical skill.

Dividing people into different levels is nothing but a waste of time.

In fact, Shanshan also knew that the ancestors did not classify medicine into different levels.

Everyone has his or her own area of ​​expertise, and as long as you are good in this area, you will be great.

They are the ones who divide the classes. This is because in this world, everyone has different talents. Some people are born very smart, which is very difficult for them to learn only one of them. But some people are good at all.

Over time, people were divided into different levels.

And Shanshan, who failed in all ten things, became the ninth grade, the lowest-ranking disciple.

"So, can you see a doctor or not?"

"Of course, that's basic skill, okay? It's just that my method of treating illnesses is different. It's not easy for everyone to accept it."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ningming nodded: "I see."

Now it was Shanshan's turn to be dumbfounded. "You just accepted this?"

Jiang Ningming didn't understand: "Why don't you accept it? My cousin's nephew was sick before, and I couldn't afford to buy him medicine because he was too young. My cousin cured him by massaging him with the child.

There are a lot of massage and cupping shops out there now, and I heard they're all pretty good. But I haven't heard of the tea therapy you mentioned."

Shanshan really didn't know this: "Doesn't that mean that we, the lowest-ranking disciples, can finally make our mark? You haven't heard of tea therapy, so what about food therapy and aromatherapy?"

Jiang Ningming thought for a moment and said, "No, medicinal food has always existed since ancient times. Moreover, medicinal food shops have always been a favorite place for many wealthy and powerful families. A small jar of medicinal food is extremely expensive.

As for the aromatherapy you mentioned, I'm not very familiar with it, but it seems that burning incense to treat sleep is quite common."

After hearing this, Shanshan really wanted to hide in the corner, but not to draw circles, but to plant mushrooms.

Why? We have everything else, but not tea therapy?

What's wrong with their tea therapy? Even in this era of flourishing development, there is no place for them?