I ate something to cushion my stomach.
Chen An quickly picked up the medicine box and went out to the Zhuye Gang's logistics office.
when he arrived.
All kinds of painful groans were coming from the logistics office.
There are both men and women.
They were all the wounded who had been seriously injured on the battlefield and were carried back.
Chen An glanced at the injured people who were in agony along the way and became deeply aware of the cruelty of war.
He no longer thought about it and hurried forward to find the person in charge of the logistics department to deliver the elixir.
After counting the number of elixirs, the head of the Zhuye Gang’s logistics office said:
"Alchemist Chen, starting from tomorrow, the supply of this elixir will be increased by another 20%."
"okay, I get it."
Chen An nodded without any change in his expression.
After saying that, he picked up the medicine box and turned around to leave.
Looking at his leaving figure, the person in charge of the logistics department couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
The supply of other alchemists will increase upon hearing it. Everyone frowned immediately, with a sad look on their face, saying how difficult it was for them now, and that the supply of the elixir was too large, could it not be increased?
In contrast, Chen An always said yes without changing his face.
This abnormal behavior could not help but make the person in charge of the logistics department feel incredible.
"Wait until next month and ask him to increase the supply by a few percent and see how he reacts."
The person in charge of the logistics department thought to himself.
…
On the way back.
Chen An couldn't help but smile when he remembered the request made by the person in charge of the logistics department just now.
The logistics department of the Bamboo Leaf Gang always asked for an increase in the supply of elixirs, and did not regard the alchemists as human beings at all.
Simply greedy.
But that doesn't matter now.
In a few days, he would be able to break through and become a second-level alchemist.
Then join the Treasure Pavilion and gain protection there.
In this way, we can basically get rid of the control of the Bamboo Leaf Gang completely.
Thinking of this, Chen An felt relaxed.
Soon, he was back in Green Willow Lane.
As soon as I walked into the alley, I saw Mo Lifang, who was wearing a wide robe and changed from her usual style to choose a bare face.
"Master Chen, what a coincidence?"
Seeing Chen An coming back, Mo Lifang came up to say hello with a smile on her face.
It seemed like a chance encounter, but it was actually planned for a long time.
Chen An had a clear mind and knew that the widow had probably seen Wen Zhiyun's dress yesterday and wanted to learn from it to suit his taste.
In order to completely resolve the entanglement of this scheming widow, Chen An said to her:
"Friend Daoist Wen, come with me. I have something to tell you."
After saying that, he walked to a deserted grove nearby.
Suddenly going to a place with few people, Mo Lifang couldn't help but feel a little worried, afraid that Chen An was planning some bad ideas.
But then I thought about it, in order to find a good family for myself, I would work hard!
Thinking about it, Mo Lifang immediately followed closely.
After arriving in the woods.
Chen An did not try to be tactful with Mo Lifang, but went straight to the point:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, if I guess correctly, the reason why your son was bitten by the Thousand Poison Spider yesterday was because you did it on purpose, right?"
When Mo Lifang heard this, her expression suddenly changed slightly.
But it was only fleeting.
Soon, she turned to look innocent and angry and said: "Master Chen, what are you talking about? Dabao is my son, how could I harm him!"
Chen An was too lazy to talk nonsense to her and said directly:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I hope you won't pester me again in the future."
"I have a bit of an irritable personality. Once a problem cannot be solved, I will get angry and go to solve the person who created the problem."
"Tiger poison does not eat its seeds, so it is better to take care of itself."
After some threats and admonitions, Chen An said no more and turned around and left.
Mo Lifang gritted her teeth, felt cruel, and rushed forward to hug Chen An.
This is her last chance, and she has to seize it with her own body!
It's a pity that the strength of Chen An's spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a foundation-building expert.
With just a small turn, he avoided her forced hug.
"thump!"
Mo Lifang lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
She collapsed on the ground, looked at Chen An with her hair a little messy, and said in self-deprecation:
"What's wrong with me?"
"What's wrong with me!"
"I just want to find a good family. As Dabao is my son, what's wrong with asking him to sacrifice something?!"
"If I find a good family, won't Dabao be able to enjoy the blessings with me?"
"It's all Black Iron Villa's fault!"
“It’s all the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s fault!”
"If they hadn't gone to war over the spirit stone veins, how could my husband have died, and how could I have become a widow and be despised!!!"
As she said this, Mo Lifang became a little nervous.
Another person driven crazy by this society...
Chen An felt a little sad and said to the widow surnamed Mo:
"No one dislikes you. I told you Daoyou Zhang and Daoyou Xu yesterday. They will definitely be happy to take you as their concubine and give you and your children a safe haven."
When Mo Lifang heard this, she immediately became furious.
She said excitedly:
"My beauty is so outstanding, how can those two rough-faced men be worthy of me!"
"They don't deserve it!"
"Master Chen, only you are worthy of me!"
"Only you deserve it!"
As he said this, the widow surnamed Mo started to pull open the skirt of her clothes when she disagreed with her, and she opened her clothes more and more and said:
"Master Chen, you will like it. You will definitely like me after experiencing it. As long as you give me a chance, I will definitely make you want to stop!"
Chen An looked at the almost crazy widow surnamed Mo in front of him, and four big words came to his mind:
——Diary of a Madman.
"Friend Mo, please respect yourself."
After saying these words, Chen An couldn't help but glance at the widow's pride, but quickly withdrew his gaze and walked around her out of the woods.
Upon seeing this, Mo Lifang quickly got up and chased after her, shouting while chasing:
"Master Chen, wait for me, wait for me!"
But when she ran out of the woods, she found that Chen An had disappeared without a trace.
She collapsed on the ground with a plop, her eyes were bloodshot, and she muttered something:
"Haha... you dislike me... you will regret it... you will regret it..."
At this time, several people were walking towards Luliu Lane in front.
He's from the Bamboo Leaf Gang.
They are coming to Green Willow Lane again to intimidate residents into going to war.
Mo Lifang stared blankly at these Zhuye Gang people for a while.
After thinking about it, he pulled the skirt of his clothes a few times with his hands to make himself look even more disheveled.
Then he quickly got up from the ground and walked towards the monk from the Bamboo Leaf Gang who was leading the team...
…
the other side.
Chen An has returned home.
His mind was filled with the disheveled Mo Lifang who had just been in the woods, and he felt a heat in his heart that was in urgent need of cooling down.
"Ying'er!"
"Yue'er!"
"Yun'er!"
"You all come to my husband's room quickly. I have something urgent to tell you!"
As soon as I heard my husband’s cry.
Wen Zhiyun, who was practicing in the room, immediately went there impatiently.
Gu Xinyue, who was watering the flowers in the backyard, had a slight blush on her pretty face.
Song Huaying, who was taking care of her daughter in the front yard, couldn't help but feel a little weak and numb in her legs.
Soon, the three wives and concubines came to his room obediently to listen to what he had to say.
Then in a blink of an eye, it turned dark.
Chen An looked at the three exhausted wives and concubines who fell asleep on the bed, felt the heat in his heart that was far from calming down, and couldn't help but murmured:
"As my cultivation level is improving day by day, it seems that I have to find another female cultivator who has the same goals."
"After I become a second-level alchemist in a few days and successfully join the Treasure Pavilion, I will go see if there is a suitable partner."
"It's best to be a female cultivator from the Treasure Pavilion."
…
PS: Set the bowls, please recommend monthly tickets!
