"We think?"
"If we knew, why would we ask you?"
"Exactly, you old man, you're really something else!"
"Are you deliberately trying to be funny?"
"Old man, if you don't tell us soon, we're all leaving!"
"We don't have time to play games with you. You look like a big con artist!"
The murmuring voices suddenly arose.
The old man instantly became angry.
He immediately let out a clear shout, "You ignorant wretches, I am Master Yidan!"
Huh?
Everyone looked at each other, feeling that the old man before them did have a bit of a master's bearing.
Master Yidan continued, "I have only come out of seclusion this time to find a fated person!"
"If you are unwilling to believe me, I can't help it!"
"That's all, no further explanations!"
This statement made everyone feel that Master Yidan might indeed be an exalted recluse!
Then, a woman with permed hair said, "Master, Master, does your medicine really work?"
Master Yidan snorted, "It's the same as I said, it works if you believe, and it doesn't if you don't!"
A vague answer.
It completely piqued the interest of the permed-hair woman. She pulled the man beside her and said, "We've finally met a master today. Hurry up and let him examine you. You're already impotent at forty. Do you want me to be a widow?"
The middle-aged man was extremely embarrassed at her words, wishing he could crawl into a crack in the ground.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
"If you spout any more rubbish, believe it or not, I'll slap you!"
The permed-hair woman snorted, "If you can't, you can't, and I'm not allowed to say it? Don't be stubborn with me. Hurry up and let the master take a look!"
"What kind of talk is that? If you argue again, I'll slap you!"
With a few words, the middle-aged man dared not say another word.
He looked like a timid quail, which was quite comical.
It seemed that in their household, the woman wore the pants.
The surrounding people all showed amused smiles, unsure whether to laugh or cry!
Master Yidan glanced at the middle-aged couple and took out a pill from his gourd, handing it to them. "With this pill, your husband will surely regain his vigor and power!"
The middle-aged woman excitedly took it and then shoved it into the man's mouth.
"Eat it quickly, and you'll be a man from now on!"
The man, without even reacting, swallowed the pill, much like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, tasting nothing.
The permed-hair woman chuckled, "Honey, do you feel anything?"
The middle-aged man was speechless, but he still replied, "I feel a warmth in my abdomen!"
Master Yidan interjected, "Mm... that's right. It won't take long, and you'll recover! You should be fine once you get home later!"
"This pill, I'm not selling it to you for 10,000, only 9999!"
Huh?
As soon as this was said, the smiles on the middle-aged couple's faces instantly froze.
They looked as if they had eaten a dead rat.
"Damn, what kind of medicine is so expensive?"
"Might as well rob a bank!"
These two looked like mice whose tails had been caught.
The surrounding people also gasped in disbelief. A dark, unremarkable pill was so expensive?
Master Yidan said, "This is a pill meticulously refined by me, the master. What do you think?"
He changed his tone, "What? Do you think you can eat for free?"
Saying that, he took out a black brick, placed it on the table, and with a crack, split it in two...
"No one dares to dine and dash in front of me!"