Early in the morning, Zhang Xiaobei got up early, changed into his old clothes, and left the hotel.
Regarding Tang Xiaowei's matter, Zhang Xiaobei was also helpless. After all, she was on a completely different level from him and had her own way of handling things.
Now, he could only rely on his fists, but fists couldn't last forever.
After leaving the hotel, Zhang Xiaobei found a breakfast joint, filled his stomach simply and started to hustle between various pharmacies to find the medicinal herbs he needed.
With money, even ghosts grind the mill. With the ten thousand yuan reward given by Tang Xiaowei, Zhang Xiaobei no longer had to worry about money.
Soon, all forty-eight types of Chinese medicine were gathered, and to enhance their efficacy, Zhang Xiaobei specifically increased their age from three to five years.
Besides that, with the remaining money, he bought half a slab of pork.
