What catches the eye is indeed the best medicinal materials!

Even, it was the best medicine that Ye Chen himself had no way to buy!

Ye Chen was a little shocked, and couldn't help asking: "How did your father get so many such good medicinal materials?"

Qin Aoxue hurriedly said: "Master Ye doesn't know something. My Qin family runs a lot of businesses, one of which is medicinal materials. Our ancestors have been medicinal material dealers since the Qing Dynasty, and they have their own team of mules and horses. We sold it to princes and nobles in the capital, and sold it to wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River. Over the years, we have not lost this business."

After speaking, Qin Aoxue hurriedly said: "By the way, my father asked me to tell Master Ye that if Master Ye has any needs for medicinal materials in the future, please tell us directly. The Qin family will definitely do their best to meet Master Ye's needs!"

Ye Chen was also surprised.

Ever since he got the "Nine Xuantian Jing" by chance, he has been attracted by the mystery in it. There are many skills and prescriptions for refining medicine, but many medicinal materials have never even been heard of by himself.

I was still worrying about this matter, but I didn't expect that the Qin family is a medicinal material merchant that has been passed down for a hundred years!

This is really nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort to get it!

So he couldn't hide his joy and said: "Okay! Very good! With the help of your Qin family in the future, it will be much easier for me to refine medicine!"

When Qin Aoxue heard Ye Chen talking about refining medicine, she hesitated again and again, mustered up her courage, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Ye Chen was startled by her sudden movement, and asked in surprise, "Qin Aoxue, what are you doing?"

Qin Aoxue knelt down on her knees, clasped her fists with both hands, and begged piously: "Master Ye! My father heard that you want to refine the magic medicine, and he was yearning for it, so he asked me to ask Master Ye, can you come here? After refining the magic medicine, also...also...also..."

Qin Aoxue also talked for a long time, but didn't say the rest.

Since she was a child, she has been pampered and pampered, and has always been admired and envied by others. How can she be so humble as to beg others? Not to mention begging for nothing.

Therefore, this thin-skinned little girl is now embarrassed to speak out her real needs.

Seeing her faltering, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel anxious for her.

However, even if Qin Aoxue didn't say it, he knew Qin Aoxue's request in his heart.

So he said lightly: "Does your father also want a magic medicine?"

When Qin Aoxue heard this, she nodded her head like a pest!

Immediately, she hurriedly said: "If Master Ye is too difficult, we will never force it!"

Ye Chen smiled.

The medicine I want to refine for Shi Tianqi and the others, how can it be considered a magic medicine? It is nothing more than one of the lowest-level medicines in the "Nine Xuantian Jing".

This kind of thing is easy and trouble-free to refine. As long as there are raw materials, a pile can be produced in minutes, which is faster than steaming steamed buns with noodles. What the Qin family wants is nothing more than a medicine, and of course he will not refuse.

The most important thing is that in the future, he will rely on the Qin family to prepare medicinal materials for himself.

If he can take the Qin family for his own use this time and let them become his disciples, it will be much easier for the medicinal materials in the future.

So, he looked at Qin Aoxue who was ashamed, with red eyes and begging, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to help her up, and said with a smile: "Your father wants my medicine, so I can give it."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Qin Aoxue became extremely excited.

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Of course it's true, even if it's not for your father's face, but for the face of your little beauty, I can't refuse."

Actually, Ye Chen was joking. JrNovels.com