"I'm back to visit my family, why would I bring a pill furnace with me?" Li shaoqiu said unhappily. At the mention of visiting relatives, he thought of his grand plan of dying early and felt indignant.
"Wei bei, go and buy a pill furnace." Ling Gusong said to mu Weibei. He habitually took out the black jade from his pocket, only to find that his pocket was as clean as if it had just been washed. His expression became awkward.
Ling Gusong was born into the secluded Ling family and had been pampered since he was young. He had never been so poor before.
"Master, I still have some change left." Mu Weibei saw Ling Gusong's awkwardness and tried to comfort him.
In fact, Ling Gusong had already spent all his money. In order to buy medicinal herbs, mu Weibei had even contributed his own private savings. Fortunately, the alchemy furnace was not expensive, so he still had some spare money.
