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Back to the Eighties: Mountain Foraging is Also a Way of LifeChapter 681 of 1864 · 37% read

Chapter 681

Even if You Survive, You'll Lose a Layer of Skin

This chapter has an AI-assisted English translation. Quality may vary between chapters.

To be honest, even without the clerk mentioning it, Wang An had already been worried about this.

Mainly because these few packets of medicine—or more accurately, these few packets of bugs—didn't look like they could cure any illness; instead, they looked like lethal poisons.

Hearing this, Wang An turned his head and asked with a face full of doubt

"Master, do you think if these things were ground into a powder and applied externally, they would have any effect?"

After hearing Wang An's words, the clerk's brow furrowed even deeper. Clearly, this clerk had never seen a prescription like this before.

The clerk didn't answer Wang An immediately; instead, he frowned and began muttering to himself.

The muttering wasn't loud, but Wang An could tell that the clerk was reciting the various pharmacological properties of these insects.

After a while, the clerk finally finished muttering and suddenly said

"For external application, there should be a few neutralizing medicines removed from this. Otherwise, it would definitely cause an unbearable itch and excruciating pain."

As soon as the clerk finished speaking, Wang An was inwardly shocked.

As the old saying goes, "You can't judge a book by its cover." He never would have imagined that a mere clerk dispensing medicine in a pharmacy could deduce the effects of these insects based on pharmacology.

Wang An asked tentatively

"Master, then do you think there's a possibility that this stuff could remove scars from the face?"

To put it plainly, although Wang An trusted Fang Xiu'e, he still had very strong doubts about these bugs.

It was like someone who had never eaten stinky tofu trying it for the first time; it was perfectly normal to feel some suspicion and disgust.

The clerk pondered for a long time, and then his eyes suddenly lit up as he said

"The reason scars form easily on the face is that the flesh there is 'dead flesh.' If this method is used, it might actually work."

Pausing for a moment, the clerk shook his head and said

"Whoever researched this prescription must be a divine physician! Hahaha... marvelous, truly marvelous."

Looking at this eccentric pharmacy clerk, Wang An said with a smile

"I feel like you'll be a divine physician in the future, hahaha."

It must be mentioned that this was indeed Wang An's honest thought.

Because Wang An, who had been uncertain and doubtful, suddenly felt confident. Looking at the pile of insect corpses in his hand, he felt that these bugs had become much cuter.

After speaking, Wang An carried the pile of bugs and left the pharmacy.

Stepping outside and mounting his horse, Wang An headed straight for the Public Security Bureau.

When Wang An arrived in the courtyard of the Public Security Bureau, he saw Zhang Shuya arguing with a middle-aged man who looked to be about fifty years old.

Wang An looked closely and found that Zhang Shuya and this middle-aged man looked very similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.

If nothing unexpected happened, this middle-aged man should be Zhang Shuya's father, uncle, or some such relative.

He heard Zhang Shuya shouting in a low voice

"I'm doing just fine here, I'm not going back."

The middle-aged man sighed and said

"You're a girl, spending your days wielding swords and spears. Your mother and I are very..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish, Zhang Shuya, who was looking around, spotted Wang An.

Leaving the rambling middle-aged man behind, Zhang Shuya walked toward Wang An.

As she walked, she shouted to him

"Xiao An, you're finally here! Hurry up and take me to catch toads, I'm craving them."

Wang An dismounted and said to Zhang Shuya with a smile

"Big Sister, when did you get back?"

Before Zhang Shuya could answer, the middle-aged man also walked over and greeted Wang An with a smile

"You must be Xiao Ya's non-biological younger brother, right? I am Xiao Ya's father, my name is Zhang Siyuan. I often hear Xiao Ya mention you; you should know how to address me, right?"

To be honest, Wang An was a bit stunned—no, he should say he was extremely stunned.

Because as for whether Zhang Siyuan, Zhang Shuya's father, was now the boss of Bingcheng, he didn't know for sure, as personnel transfers at that level were not something Wang An could keep track of.

But at the very least, he was the number three in Bingcheng.

For ordinary citizens, let alone the number three of Bingcheng, even being the number three of DJ County would already be an incredibly powerful existence!

And yet, such a powerful figure actually wanted Wang An to call him "Dad"!

Holy crap! Wasn't this just unbelievable?

Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong with calling him that, because Zhang Shuya also called Wang Dazhu and his wife "Dad" and "Mom."

It must be said that in this era, sworn brotherhood was taken quite seriously, as it was a solemn matter and not something to be joked about.

Once you became sworn siblings, your parents became my parents, and my parents became yours.

Furthermore, after the other party's parents passed away, many of the duties of a child still had to be fulfilled.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang An immediately spoke up

"Godfather."

Once Wang An called him that, Zhang Siyuan smiled even more happily and quickly responded with an "Aye," laughing

"Good, very good! I have another young son. When I die, there will finally be someone to smash the basin for me, hahaha!"

Wang An opened his mouth but could only smile speechlessly. Mainly, the way Zhang Siyuan put it made it truly difficult to know how to respond.

He couldn't exactly say, "Yep, feel free to die in peace, I'll definitely smash that basin properly for you, making sure it shatters in one go."

Zhang Shuya rolled her eyes at Zhang Siyuan and urged him

"Alright, alright, go get back to your business. Xiao An has things to discuss with me."

Zhang Siyuan checked his watch and said to Wang An in a very hearty manner

"Alright then, young son. I'm going to a meeting. When I return, you should come back with me and stay for a few days."

As they spoke, Zhang Shuya and Wang An escorted Zhang Siyuan to a nearby jeep. Zhang Siyuan waved his hand and drove away.

After chatting with Zhang Shuya for a few more moments about Zhang Siyuan, Wang An learned that Zhang Siyuan was now indeed the boss of Bingcheng.

As for coming to DJ County, it was nothing more than a routine inspection, because immediately afterward, Zhang Siyuan had to visit other counties.

To put it plainly, it was just a tour of his jurisdiction to tell everyone, "I'm in charge now."

It was clear that Zhang Shuya was very happy that her father had become the boss.

However, immediately after, Zhang Shuya became even happier, because Wang An told her about the five little Japanese soldiers in the Stone Mountains.

After hearing this, Zhang Shuya was so excited that she slapped Wang An's shoulder several times, saying

"Little brother, you are my lucky star, hahaha!"

Then, her tone shifted, and she said through gritted teeth

"Damn those animals, they actually dare to come here and show off. I'll make sure they lose a layer of skin even if they don't die."

Looking at Zhang Shuya's baby face filled with murderous intent, Wang An suddenly felt that those few Japanese soldiers were out of luck and were in for some real suffering.

(End of Chapter)

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