The Mightiest Little Peasant OFFLINE READER

Chapter 16-20

Chapter 16: Amazing Massage Skills

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Let's sit here, Lil Tang!' Qin Xiangyi pulled Tang Hao's shirt sleeve and dragged him aside.

Liu Dajun and the other people laughed when they saw this. "Hey, Qin the Femme Fatale! You're being so intimate to our Brother Tang. Don't tell me you've fallen for him?" They joked.

Qin Xiangyi's composure did not falter. "Why, who's gonna stop me? Also, when did Lil Tang become 'your' Brother Tang?" She joked.

"Lil Tang addressed me as Big Bro earlier. So we're a family now!" Liu Dajun smiled.

The atmosphere became merry as the party attendees took a dig at each other.

Two more people joined the party a while later. After a round of greetings led by President Biao, dinner was soon served.

Beyond Heaven Restaurant was one of the best restaurants in the district. The dishes served there could not be found elsewhere. Tang Hao had never seen such delicacies before and wasted no time in eating everything he could.

A few dishes into the meal, Liu Dajun said, "Hey, Lil Tang! Your potions are wondrous! Frankly, your Big Bro Liu has never seen such miraculous potions in all fifty-odd years of his life.

"If I can invest some money and mass-produce the potions, we'll be earning billions if not trillions. No problem."

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard this.

Tang Hao set his chopsticks aside and replied, "I'd love to, but it's not that easy. The recipes require certain rare medicinal herbs, so the supply of ingredients is already a problem.

"The next problem is manufacturing. It requires some peculiar steps in the process, and I can't replicate it into the big scale any time soon."

"Oh, is that so? Too bad!" Everyone looked disappointed.

"It's fine then. Lil Tang, you can make more and we'll promote this for you. You can still easily make seven or eight figures out of this," Liu Dajun said.

"I'll have to thank all my Big Bros in advance!" Tang Hao replied gratefully.

"Don't mention it!" Liu Dajun slapped his chest and said intensely, "Come, Lil Tang, let's toast."

He stood up from his seat and toasted Tang Hao.

Ninth Elder Ma, who had been silent all this while, spoke abruptly. "Little Brother Tang, I see that your potions are made from pure medicinal herbs. Your ancestors must be Chinese physicians!"

Tang Hao was taken aback. His ancestors were humble peasant farmers from the village and not Chinese physicians. If he agreed with him, and if someday these people went to Tang Village and traced his origins, the jig would be up.

He thought about it for a bit, then shook his head. "That's not the case. Well, to be honest, these aren't actually recipes from my ancestors. Rather, I've serendipitously found several medical texts from ancient times in the mountains. I studied them thoroughly and concocted these potions."

"Oh, is that the case?" President Biao and the others looked surprised.

Ninth Elder Mawas also surprised. "Ancient medical texts? That means you should know some medical skills too?"