PEA – Chapter 5

President’s Exclusive Alchemist

Chapter 5 – Gu Tang

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translator: Nana

Gu Tang, a name that Ming Wuxiang still remembered even after he crossed to the world of cultivation.

It’s not that Ming Wuxiang and Gu Tang were close. At that time, Ming Wuxiang was just an ordinary person. How could he have an intersection with the favored son of heaven? Even if the proud son of heaven could only sit in a wheelchair for most of his life, it was still not accessible for ordinary people like Ming Wuxiang.

Yes, sitting in a wheelchair. Gu Tang, who was known as the pride of the Gu Family, was kidnapped when he was 25 years old. Although he was finally rescued, his legs were brutally interrupted by the gangsters. It wasn’t known what method they used, but it was impossible to cure after consulting with many doctors.

However, even if Gu Tang’s legs had a problem, it still couldn’t stop his outstanding talent. Or it should be said that because of his legs being scrapped, Gu Tang’s way of doing things became extreme, which made his fans feel pleased and extremely resentful at the same time.

For example, Ming Wuxiang back then – yes, Gu Tang was Ming Wuxiang’s only male god! 

When Yi Xing mentioned Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang also remembered that Gu Tang’s legs were interrupted when he was 25 years old. Calculating the time, it seemed to be this year?! 

After calculating the time, Ming Wuxiang couldn’t sit still, but he had to endure it.

He had a strong golden finger, but that golden finger wasn’t even in the primary stage. How could he help Gu Tang? Besides, Ming Wuxiang didn’t know whether Gu Tang had already had an accident.

Suppressing all kinds of emotions, Ming Wuxiang seemed to randomly ask Yi Xing, the only friend who could contact the upper class, to inquire about  Gu Tang’s news.

“Yi Xing, are you familiar with Gu Tang?” In fact, Ming Wuxiang wanted to ask whether Gu Tang had already had an accident. If not, he could remind Gu Tang quietly?

Ming Wuxiang recalled the news of that year of Gu Tang’s participation in the Global Economic Summit. Even though he was in a wheelchair, he was still able to counter the foreign business representatives that belittled Yanhuang Country. The representatives were not able to rebuke at all. Even if he was not a passionate patriotic youth, Ming Wuxiang was very excited.

Some of Gu Tang’s actions were seen as radical in some people’s eyes, but to be honest, this approach was more in line with the taste of young people.

In addition to those female fans who liked Gu Tang because of his beauty, there were still many male fans in Yanhuang Country. On the Internet, the fighting power was no weaker than that of female fans. So when foreign netizens ridiculed and insulted Gu Tang, they discovered that Yanhuang’s people could kill without a dirty word and could still cite classics.

Yi Xing didn’t know Ming Wuxiang’s careful thinking and thought that he was curious about Young Master Gu, “I know him well, but he is not familiar with me.”

Gu Tang was the child of other people in the elder’s mouth. His father’s inspiration for his education came from this Young Master Gu. For example, he gave him the college’s tuition in one go. As for his expenses, he could only make money for himself.

Yi Xing admired Gu Tang from the bottom of his heart. He heard that he had already started investing when he was in junior high school. The source of funds was the red envelope given to him by his elders every year.

Let alone how many red envelopes Gu Tan received, he dared to invest in stocks in junior high school. Up to now, all the shares he had bought had not failed, which was enough to boast.

Ming Wuxiang was clear about Gu Tang’s experience. He remembered that when Gu Tang was 30 years old, the National Economic Channel made a special issue report. For this genius, it was almost impossible to blow him up to the sun.

Hearing Yi Xing’s self-deprecation, Ming Wuxiang understood that Yi Xing’s family was rich but couldn’t be compared with the real wealthy families, and it was not a difference of a point or two. Although the two people didn’t mix, Ming Wuxiang could see from Yi Xing’s attitude that Gu Tan was fine. Ming Wuxiang sighed in relief.

Being hurt and not being hurt were two different things.

Ming Wuxiang was confident about Yi Xing’s future development, so he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, “Don’t say that. I believe your future achievements will not be too bad even if you don’t have Gu Tang’s ability.”

Ming Wuxiang was very clear about Yi Xing’s vision. Otherwise, he wouldn’t invest money in Dong Zhiming when he had no achievements.

Yi Xing’s financial luck was not bad; even if he encountered difficulties, there would be noble people to help.

If it was his former self, he couldn’t see it clearly. After experiencing the world of cultivation, Ming Wuxiang could vaguely see the prosperity of the Yi Family. In the words of the immortal world, the Yi Family was a lucky family. As long as the children of the family didn’t die, even if they didn’t become rich, they would prosper.

The so-called charity home must be blessed.

Thinking of this, Ming Wuxiang scratched his chin, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, “Yi Xing, is your family always doing charity every year, and it’s not the kind that was so blatant that the whole world knows you are doing good? It’s good to keep it quiet.”

Before Yi Xing could thank Ming Wuxiang for his insight, he heard him change the subject and ask such a thing. He blinked and nodded, “Yes, if it didn’t happen by chance, I wouldn’t know that my father donated 5% of the company’s income to the orphanage every year.”

“In other words, this is still the rule left by great grandfather. But you know, the last two generations of my family were just small families, so they didn’t have much money to donate.  It was only when my father started his business and began to make money that he donated more.”

Yi Xing had no problem with his father’s donation to charity. He visited those orphanages with volunteers during the holidays. To be honest, Yi Xing was very impressed. After that, he also donated some money intermittently. As a student, he could only donate tens to hundreds of yuan each time. It wasn’t much, but what he donated, he did it with his heart. His father had said that the quantity didn’t matter; the intention was more important.

Sure enough, no wonder they were blessed. Ming Wuxiang nodded, “Your family is pretty good.”

“Of course.” Yi Xing raised his chest proudly. Although Yi Xing’s family was considered a nouveau riche, it was not the kind that would lose its brain for having money.

Yi Xing put away his proud appearance and looked at Ming Wuxiang, “Master Dao, I always feel that your words are very meaningful.”

When Yi Xing raised his eyebrows towards him, Ming Wuxiang put his hand on Yi Xing’s face, and then pushed it towards the stage, “Young Master Yi, the handsome men and beautiful girls you want to see are here.”

Yi Xing took down the hand covering his face, curled his mouth, and didn’t continue the topic. What did it matter? Ming Wuxiang would tell him if there was something wrong. Since the other party’s attitude was so calm, he’d better concentrate on watching handsome men and beautiful women. 

Easy to take down the hand on his face, curled his mouth, also did not pull this topic. What’s the matter? Mingwuhui tells him that since the other party’s attitude is so calm, he’d better concentrate on watching handsome men and beautiful women.

Yi Xing stopped making trouble, and the three men turned their attention to the contestants in various poses on the stage.

It had to be said that the appearance and temperament of the contestants who could pass the fifth and sixth cut were indeed not bad.

Of course, Ming Wuxiang’s expression was much calmer than that of Yi Xing and Li Jiahua.

In the cultivation world, unless one’s taste is different, it’s really not easy to find an ugly cultivator. Not to mention that the temperament of cultivators is different from ordinary people. In addition, the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage can have a chance to be reborn.

So even if you grow crooked, as long as you work hard to reach the Nascent Soul Stage, you can still change into a male god. There are also beauty pills, so people didn’t get too crazy.

Today’s beauty contest was about to choose the men’s and women’s champions, which would be announced in the afternoon. The man who won the competition was not a model, but a gymnast and a member of Hua City’s gymnastics team. 

The woman’s group winner was not unexpected. It was a modeling student at Huashi University. 

The winners not only received a money prize, but they would also become ambassadors of Hua City. Their task was to recommend Hua City to Yanhuang Country and even the whole world as a garden city with beautiful scenery, spring-like seasons, and strong culture.

After the champions came out, Yi Xing was finally satisfied. Walking to the parking lot, Li Jiahua saw the smile on his face and joked, “I say, Young Master Yi, your smile is very obscene.”

“You have an obscene smile. This young master’s smile is so fresh and handsome.” After saying that, Yi Xing put on a fresh and handsome look.

After that, Yi Xing didn’t forget to explain his reaction like this. “I think this kind of competition is very beneficial. After training the selected people, the advertising effect will be good.”

“What, do you want to have a beauty contest?” It’s not that Li Jiahua had any opinion on Yi Xing’s idea, but that it was too difficult to implement. This time the event was so big because the government took the lead, and it also selected the image ambassador of the city.

“It doesn’t need to be that big. My dad asked me before to get an ambassador for the company. He said that this is popular among people- Even if he gets older, he must keep up with the trend.”

Ming Wuxiang, who had lived for more than ten years, knew that looking for a brand ambassador was indeed very trendy in the future. However, it was not easy to find a representative, plus the two sides must agree to each other. Because if there was a problem spokesperson or the enterprise, it would bring a bad influence on the other party.

“Your father’s idea sounds pretty good, but the spokesperson should be selected carefully.” Ming Wuxiang still expressed his support for this idea.

“Of course, but I don’t have control over this matter; at most, I can give him some advice.” After saying this, Yi Xing turned his head and left the matter aside.

The three drove back to school and packed a meal for four. They didn’t forget that there was a top student in the dormitory studying hard even during the holidays.

The holiday on Sunday ended this way, and Monday was the beginning of a new round of intense learning.

The medicinal herbs that Ming Wuxiang bought needed to be boiled into a thick liquid. After that, he had to mix the mixture with hot water and then soak in it.

Making Chinese medicine at home wouldn’t arouse neighbor’s opinions, but making it in the school dormitories didn’t work. Besides, this was for a medicinal bath. Ming Wuxiang’s dormitory was not small, but there was absolutely no space for a big bathtub. When taking the medicine bath, the body would be stimulated by the mixture to wash the tendons and cut the marrow. This kind of painful process, Ming Wuxiang, who had endured it once, was not willing to do it in front of Li Jiahua and the others.

Fortunately, there was a medicine bath center half an hour’s drive from the school. Customers could bring their own medicine or use the one provided by the center.

If you brought your own medicine, you needed to sign an agreement with the medicine bath center. The agreement stated that if there were any problems with the materials brought by the customer, the bath center wouldn’t be responsible. As for the use of the medicine provided by the bath center, the center would first check the customer’s pulse to determine what can and cannot be soaked before preparing the customer’s medicated bath.

To be honest, this kind of service was really good, and it was very suitable for Ming Wuxiang’s current situation.

On Saturday, they heard Ming Wuxiang say that they would go to the medicine bath center on Sunday. The three of them were stunned before remembering the herbs Ming Wuxiang had bought last week. Then Ming Wuxiang, who got a private room on his own, was ‘retaliated’ by Xi Ying and Li Jiahua.

How could Master Dao leave them alone? As a dormitory partner, they should roll together during the holiday!

After Yi Xing thought about it, he immediately called to book a private room. The medicine bath center was required to place an order in advance so that it could serve the customers better.

This time not only Yi Xing and Li Jiahua followed, but Dong Zhiming was also dragged by the two.

In the words of the two people, learning was very important, but relaxation was also needed. Besides, the medicated bath was good for health. In fact, they were worried that Dong Zhiming, the school’s tyrant, would damage his body when studying. There were Chinese medicine practitioners in the medicine bath center; they could prescribe some conditioning medicinal bath for the top student.

Yi Xing was still the driver, and a group of four soon arrived at the medicine bath center. Ming Wuxiang brought his own herbs. He walked into the lobby and directly found the manager of the bath center to sign the exemption agreement at the counter. As for the others, they followed the staff and went to the Chinese medicine department to get the pulse before deciding what kind of medicine bath to take.

The Yi Xing had set up a large private room, but Ming Wuxiang had a private independent room. Although Yi Xing had been talking about it for a long time, Ming Wuxiang’s decision was firm and would never change it!

When using the washing the tendons and cutting the marrow solution, it could be seen there was something wrong at first sight. How could Ming Wuxiang let his friends watch…

Ming Wuxiang signed the agreement and was led to the private room. Then he refused the help of the staff and did all by himself. Nonsense, if he didn’t do it himself and used ordinary people’s means, what he would get was not the liquid for washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, but a lump of things that he wouldn’t know what the hell it was.

Because when preparing the herbs, he must use spiritual energy. Yes, spiritual energy. If there was no spiritual energy in the process, it would be impossible to stimulate the medicinal power in the herbs.

The concentration of spiritual energy in this world was not as strong as that of the cultivation world. After Ming Wuxiang’s efforts, only a few strands of it were absorbed and placed in the pubic area. This little amount of spiritual energy couldn’t be used to cast spells, but it was still enough to prepare the solution to cleanse the marrow and muscles.

As long as he washed the muscles and cut the marrow, he would be able to absorb more spiritual energy and transform it into spiritual power. Later, cultivation won’t be as miserable as this time.

Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison. In the cultivation world, Ming Wuxiang would only take half a day to gather up the spiritual energy required to stimulate the herbs. Unlike now, it took him nearly two weeks to absorb such a pitiful little bit of energy.

Ming Wuxiang put the herbs in the cauldron in the room that was responsible for boiling the medicinal materials. Then he added water and put his hands on both sides of the pot without waiting for the water to boil.

With the flame’s heating, the temperature of the pot was not small. However, Ming Wuxiang’s hands on both sides of the cauldron didn’t seem to feel the burning temperature at all. 

Ming Wuxiang’s hands were very stable. As time went by, his ruddy face began to turn pale, and his forehead was sweating.

When Ming Wuxiang seemed to be unable to hold it, his body suddenly shook; he sighed and retracted his hands on both sides of the pot.

When Ming Wuxiang took back his hands, the cauldron suddenly shook, as if an animal kept hitting the inside walls of the container. Fortunately, there was only Ming Wuxiang in the room. If outsiders saw the situation of the pot, they would be frightened.

Ming Wuxiang was afraid that this shaky cauldron would explode suddenly or fall to the ground.

The shaking of the cauldron only lasted for about a minute. After it stabilized, an indescribable medicinal fragrance came out of it.

Standing next to the cauldron, Ming Wuxiang sniffed the fragrance in the air and showed a satisfied expression. He carefully opened the pot, only to see that all the herbs had disappeared, and there was only a thin layer of an amber-like yellow liquid left inside.

Looking at the small amount of liquid at the bottom of the cauldron, Ming Wuxiang was more satisfied, “The color is not bad.”

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