Rebirth of the Blue Dragon Prince

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After Yang Yan left, Zhang Qingqing went to the door and closed it to prevent the hot air from outside from getting in. Feeling that the temperature in the room was a bit low, she touched the remote control and raised the temperature two degrees, and closed the curtains.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lan Long lying unconscious on the bed. Her mind went blank for a moment. She felt that she had never liked someone as much as she did now. At this moment, she was sitting here taking care of a boy she had known for less than two months.

Even she herself found it incredible.

Looking at the packages of medicinal materials on the table and the incomplete books next to them, she thought to herself that Lan Long must have made up his mind to inherit the ancestral business, otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a pile of things. She picked up a book and flipped through it

, couldn’t understand it at all, so he put it back on the table.

At some point, she started to feel drowsy and her eyelids started to fight. But after holding on for a while, she finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep. She lay down on the bed involuntarily and leaned on Lanlong's legs.

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"Zhang Qingqing, Zhang Qingqing." In the middle of the night, Lanlong woke up with a thirsty mouth. He saw Zhang Qingqing sleeping on his lap and saw the washbasin beside the bed. He guessed that Zhang Qingqing must be taking care of him, and then

I fell asleep right here.

Zhang Qingqing fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up, she rubbed her eyes. When she saw that Lan Long was awake, she asked him if he wanted to drink water.

"No, please go back to bed quickly and don't freeze." Blue Dragon asked with concern.

Zhang Qingqing sniffed and found that something didn't make sense, but she still said: "It's okay, can you do it by yourself?"

"Okay." Lan Long was about to get out of bed to find some water, but when he saw a water bottle beside the table, he was even more touched. This water bottle must belong to Zhang Qingqing, she was very thoughtful.

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep, I'm so sleepy." Zhang Qingqing rubbed her eyes and shook her head, opened the door, went out, and went back to her room.

Lan Long had a splitting headache at this time, and it felt like there were two heads on his neck. It was so heavy that he had to sit on the edge of the bed to relieve himself.

"This girl likes you."

Suddenly hearing Chen Liwen speak, Lan Long became more awake again. He found that Chen Liwen was elusive and would open her mouth at any time when he wanted to speak. However, if he didn't want to speak, there was no response even if Lan Long called her several times.

"I thought you were in seclusion again. How did you know she liked me?" Lan Long asked casually.

"Because when she was taking care of you, I heard her and her cousin-in-law talking about you."

"Talk about me?" Lan Long became interested, "What did you say about me?" While talking to Chen Liwen, he dragged his shoes to the water bottle, picked up the water bottle, and poured himself water.

"It doesn't matter what you say. What matters is that this girl named Zhang Qingqing likes you, but his cousin is very dissatisfied with you."

"Oh, why? Is it because I don't have a job?" Lan Long guessed, just like Zhang Na warned him, no one in this world will live with a person who is ignorant and ignorant.

"It seems that you know the people here very quickly, and you can guess all these things correctly."

Lan Long smiled slightly, sat back on the bed again, and drank water carefully: "If you can experience this world for yourself, you will definitely feel the same as me. Miss Chen, I don't think it is so easy to fall in love with someone."

Lan Long's heart was filled with concern for Li Fei'er, and he didn't know how to like others for a while.

"Is it really that difficult?" Chen Liwen's tone showed a bit of anxiety.

"It's indeed quite difficult." Lan Long said in a daze, "I'm not afraid to tell you, now I always think of the world of gold for no reason. I have a junior sister I like in the Five Poison Sect, and I won't be able to forget her for a while."

Although Chen Liwen does not know the taste of love, she still understands the meaning of deep love and deep hatred. Just like her mother Zhao Qingyan, her heart is full of hatred for men.

"In this case, then you start with cultivation. After drinking the tonic for so many days, should you be able to return to the first level of Qi training?" Chen Liwen asked. She didn't want to know about the little junior sister Lan Long mentioned, let alone know.

She was afraid that she would fall into one one day after hearing too many stories about love.

Lan Long drank the water and lay back on the bed. He had a severe headache and softly replied: "Not yet, but it will be soon."

Then, he fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already bright.

Opening the curtains, Lan Long moved his body and limbs. He slept in a hazy state, and his whole body felt tight and frozen. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he prepared some medicine to treat monthly pain.

I bought a cardboard box from a small shop outside the yard and made a simple sign. After tinkering for a day, I finally got all the work done.

The four of them had dinner together again in the evening. When they heard that Lan Long was going to sell medicine on Textile Factory Street, the other three were all stunned on the spot. However, this was Lan Long's personal matter, and there was no interest between them.

Don’t try to dissuade me. After all, Blue Dragon’s medicine is indeed effective.

Early the next morning, Lan Long rushed to the street of the textile factory and squatted on the roadside before the people in the factory went to work. He was wearing a sunhat and sunglasses, and he looked very vulgar. Most people could not see his appearance at all.

True face.

When it was time to go to work, more and more boys and girls were on the road, passing by him in an endless stream, but no one stopped to ask.

Even when Zhang Qingqing passed by him, she was too embarrassed to stop and talk to him.

After squatting until about nine o'clock in the morning, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. Lanlong had no choice but to close the stall and go home. However, he did not give up and decided to try again in the afternoon when the factory was off work. So he hurried

Before the factory workers got off work, he arrived at the same place again.

At this time, many small businessmen and hawkers had gathered on both sides of the road. Some people couldn't help but look at him with disdain when they saw him setting up a medicine stall wearing sunglasses.

Blue Dragon endured all kinds of noisy hawking sounds and waited quietly for customers to come.

As expected, he gained nothing. As soon as the sun set, he had to close the stall and go back. On the way back, he stopped in a small restaurant for a quick bite. When he returned to the yard, he heard Zhang Qingqing asking him to eat together.

, and he refused.

Zhang Qingqing saw that Lan Long had a bad look on his face and knew that he might have had a bad start, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. When having dinner with Wang Le and Yang Yan, the three of them discussed carefully, saying that they wanted to find a way to help him and would go to the factory to replace him tomorrow.

Promoting it can be considered a reward.

"Husband, after dinner, go and ask him how he sells his medicine and how much does it cost per pack?" Yang Yan suggested.

"I'd better go." Zhang Qingqing felt that she was more familiar with Lan Long, and it would be more convenient for her to ask.

At around eight o'clock, Zhang Qingqing went to knock on the door of Lanlong's room.

"Blue Dragon."

Hearing Zhang Qingqing calling him, Lanlong opened the door and let her in.

"What's the matter?" Lan Long was still thinking about whether he should shout when he sells medicine tomorrow, or buy a loudspeaker or something like that.

"I just discussed it with my cousin, and I will go to the factory to promote it for you tomorrow. Now I want to know how to sell your medicine. By the way, how much does your prescription for treating dysmenorrhea cost per pack?" Zhang Qingqing came in, because

There was really no place to sit in the Blue Dragon House, so we had to stand and talk.

Last night, Lan Long originally wanted Yang Yan to go to the factory for him and ask if there was any girl who had the same dysmenorrhea as her, but then he got drunk and forgot about it. Now that Zhang Qingqing has taken the initiative, he is of course very happy.

"I set the price at five hundred yuan, and the minimum cannot be less than four hundred and five. If it's any less, I'll be in debt." Lan Long said unprepared.

"Five hundred?! So expensive!" Zhang Qingqing said in surprise.

Lanlong was very surprised to see Zhang Qingqing, and was a little surprised. He quickly explained: "I use high-quality medicines, which are not expensive."

Zhang Qingqing also felt embarrassed now. She originally wanted to help Lan Long, but now it seems that she is helpless: "Five hundred is not expensive. Do you know how much money we can earn in a month when we work? It's less than two thousand."

Three thousand, who would be willing to spend 500 yuan a month on this."

"The monthly salary is less than 3,000, so little?" According to this salary standard, no one is really willing to spend so much money to buy his medicine. It seems that this way is broken.

"What do you think? We are all part-time workers, so it's good to earn so much." Since starting to work, Zhang Qingqing has always been frugal. So far, she has only saved 20,000 yuan. She never has to buy clothes.

Instead of going to the shopping mall in the city center, go shopping for bargains from roadside vendors. Rural girls basically work to earn dowry money. They don’t expect to buy a house in the city and settle down.

"Then how much is your monthly salary?" Lan Long asked casually.

"2400."

Two thousand four hundred yuan is indeed not a comforting figure. Recently, the money he spent has been Zhang Qingqing's salary for several months. It seems that he has to sell this medicine to rich people.

After chatting with Zhang Qingqing, Lanlong gave up the idea of ​​selling medicine on Textile Factory Street. He planned to try it in Jishi Hutong. After all, Zhao Shizhen was a famous old Chinese medicine doctor. People often came to him for medical treatment, or let Jishitang sell medicine on his behalf.

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Blue Dragon thought about it for a moment.

I don't know if Zhao Shizhen will agree. Even if he agrees, he can't give him the prescription directly. He has to prepare the decoction at home and bring it over.

That night, after Zhang Qingqing left him, he practiced cross-legged on the bed. After practicing, he suddenly felt a strong sense of qi in his body, and true qi emerged. This true qi circulated back and forth in his body from the internal organs to the limbs, opening up the

Covers every meridian in the body.

Yes, Lan Long had once reached the first level of Qi training. This feeling made him very sure that he was now a practitioner at the first level of Qi training.

This is indeed an exciting thing. It can at least show that so many decoctions are not in vain, especially the tonics Chen Liwen taught him to prepare. He told Chen Liwen the good news, but Chen Liwen did not give him any response.

There was no response if there was no response. Lan Long couldn't wait to take out a pen and paper and drew a purification talisman to verify it. Sure enough, he put the talisman on his body and it immediately turned into a clear spring flowing through his body, dissolving all the dirt and sweat beads.

Feeling refreshed.

However, Blue Dragon also knows that this kind of magical ability must not be shown in front of ordinary people, otherwise he will definitely be regarded as a monster. The state machine of Yunhua Kingdom is very powerful, and with his little ability, killing him is like squeezing an ant to death.

Just as simple.