The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It was getting late, people in the plaza were dispersing gradually.

Not long after, a big imported Benz truck and a dark black Porsche Cayenne entered the plaza simultaneously.

Both vehicles pulled up in front of Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan.

First off, several muscled men who looked like they did physical labor for a living jumped down from the big truck.

“CEO Cui,” The muscled men greeted as looked at Cui Feiyan reverently.

“Mm.” With an elegant yet haughty expression, Cui Feiyan emitted an upper-class aura effortlessly. “Hurry up and move all these things into the truck, then send them to his home once you’re done.”

The muscled men looked at Huang Xiaolong somewhat doubtfully.

Seriously? Did CEO Cui ask us to work overtime at such a late hour to help a peasant…

What kind of backing did this peasant have?

He couldn’t possibly be…some playboy in Coast City who was disguising himself by dressing like that, could he?

The muscled men thought it over momentarily, but they dared not question nor dilly dally and proceeded hurriedly to help Huang Xiaolong move his prizes.

“Hehe, Feiyan, thank you so much. You are great.” Huang Xiaolong beamed at Cui Feiyan.

“I’m not that great! Everyone in the company is afraid of me!” Cui Feiyan huffed as she glared at Huang Xiaolong. “You flat-out beat Ma Tianxiao just now…you should consider adopting Ma Tianxiao’s business model and establish yourself in Coast City…anyhow it’s more proper than catching ghosts and banishing evil spirits,” she advised.

There was no doubt that Cui Feiyan was beginning to appreciate Huang Xiaolong’s talents.

At the very least, Huang Xiaolong was extremely talented in the field of memory power and completely outshone Ma Tianxiao. If he was able to establish a memory training agency, it would be a lot more successful than Ma Tianxiao’s. A few years down the line and he could very well rise to stardom in Coast City’s upper-class society.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaolong shook his head so quickly he looked like a pellet drum.1 “No no no, I don’t want to dabble in this…I like catching ghosts as well as analyzing talismans and spells. I can do those other things, but I don’t have much interest in them…Feiyan, actually catching ghosts is not only fun, it gives me a sense of satisfaction; it is also exhilarating, and I can earn money from it as well…”

“Forget it, it’s up to you, to each his own.” Cui Feiyan shook her head, feeling slightly disappointed.

“Oh…Feiyan, when are you free? I can help deal with the evil spirit that has been harassing you…” Huang Xiaolong brought up a past matter.

“Let’s talk about this after a few days, I’m really busy during this period,” Cui Feiyan declined to speak about it.

“I’ll add you on WeChat then,” Huang Xiaolong said. He fished out his phone, unruffled.

“Uh…” Cui Feiyan hesitated for a moment but still ended up exchanging contacts with Huang Xiaolong on WeChat.

All of Cui Feiyan’s workers were dumbfounded.

Oh my God! This person in a hillbilly get-up managed to get CEO Cui’s WeChat!

If this piece of news were to spread, who knows how many second-generation aristocrats and bigwigs would turn green with envy!

“I’ll make a move first,” Cui Feiyan said. She walked toward the Porsche Cayenne. “That…thanks for giving me the perfume and handbag, I will return the favor. You’d better think about what present you want.”

After saying that, Cui Feiyan got into the Porsche Cayenne and the car drove away.

Sitting on the backseat of the car, Cui Feiyan appeared to be lost in thought as images of Huang Xiaolong’s performance on stage just now flashed through her mind.

‘I admit, I was a bit biased toward him. Perhaps, he is even more outstanding than most people his age in Coast City…’

Right at this moment!

Screech!

The Porsche Cayenne came to an emergency halt!

Cui Feiyan jerked forward involuntarily and reached out immediately to hold onto the front seat to brace herself. “What kind of driving is this!” She fumed.

The driver explained hastily. “CEO Cui, my apologies, a BMW X6 in front of us suddenly overturned sideways…”

Upon hearing that, Cui Feiyan looked up and saw that less than ten meters ahead, a vermilion colored BMW X6 had crashed into the cement stone divider in the middle of the road. This was a result of the BMW X6 trying to avoid colliding into a tanker truck that had suddenly switched lanes. The car flipped upside-down with all four wheels facing up, its side windows shattered to pieces. 

Luckily, the BMW X6 had not collided into the tanker truck, otherwise, it would have resulted in an even more serious traffic accident.

“Don’t bother and go around it…” Cui Feiyan was instructing when her eyes widened in shock, “Wait!”

Cui Feiyan had caught sight of the BMW X6’s car plate number and realized this was Ma Tianxiao’s car!

‘Is this for real? He…he…he said that Ma Tianxiao would get into a car accident tonight and suffer from a concussion or bone fracture at the very least…this…this…this…’ Cui Feiyan was truly stunned. ‘Aren’t his curses a bit too accurate? Was this a stab in the dark or real magic…forget it, I’d better not provoke him in the future…this is too sinister…’

…

In the plaza, the muscled men helped Huang Xiaolong moved all his prizes onto the truck swiftly.

Huang Xiaolong drove his own BYD F3, leading the way in front while the big Benz truck followed closely behind.

Huang Xiaolong was very satisfied today, for he had not only earned 8000 bucks, but he had also won a lot of prizes. He sighed happily, thinking about how great it was to be in the city!

As night approached, Flower Lake Street became increasingly smoke-filled and chaotic, like a promiscuous prostitute who had just risen from her slumber.

Food stalls were set up along both sides of the street, open for business. 

Throngs of customers drank mindlessly and cursed loudly here; there were lady companions keeping customers company, ladies who sold flowers, buskers, busboys, aunties selling shoe polishing services, blind and old fortune tellers, handicapped beggars…

What a great depiction of people from all walks of life!

The big Benz truck was unable to drive into the street, so after parking his BYD F3, Huang Xiaolong instructed the muscled men to carry the prizes to his home.

When the muscled men realized that Huang Xiaolong’s home was situated along Flower Lake Street, in Lychee District which was a slum area in Coast City, they were shocked beyond words.

How did this nobody manage to associate himself with CEO Cui? Unless…is it like what they say, ‘to live well, the bigger the better’?

Huang Xiaolong carried the big Sony LCD TV, making his way through the street carefully.

Right at this moment, a fragrant smell wafted through the air like a hurricane.

“Uh…” Huang Xiaolong stopped walking. He closed his eyes slightly with an intoxicated expression on his face.

He could tell that the fragrance contained the simple and elegant aroma of tea, how refreshing!

There was the aroma of Jasmine tea, tinged with that of irises and orchids.

There was the fresh and sweet aroma of Longjing tea.

There was the elegant and rich aroma of Tieguanyin tea.

…

The endless layers of fragrance stirred up feelings of spring during this swelteringly hot summer, which lingered in every corner of Flower Lake Street. 

Huang Xiaolong could not help but walk toward the direction of the fragrance.

It was not just Huang Xiaolong. It was uncertain how many people there were on Flower Lake Street, but they surged along in stupor looking for the source of the aroma.

Finally, people discovered where the intoxicating smell was coming from…

“Xiaoman Fast-Food Restaurant”

The fast-food restaurant’s doors were wide open, a fusion of different hot scents wafted out from within, like tens of thousands of gorgeous handmaids in palace gowns twirling around alluringly.

Very soon, hundreds of people gathered in front of Xiaoman Fast Food Restaurant. Every person was sniffing earnestly with their eyes slightly closed, devouring the mouth-watering aroma. However, none of them entered the restaurant, as though they were afraid of disturbing this unearthly fragrance!

In the kitchen.

Su Xiaoman was busy working.

The secret sauce, which blended different types of tea leaves and Chinese herbal medicines, had just finished brewing.

She marinated several cleaned fat ducks by brushing sauce over them; this marinating technique was extremely special as it would allow the sauce to seep fully and evenly into every cell and fiber of the duck meat!

After that, she placed the fat duck into a wooden barrel in the inner wall, before roasting and smoking it over a charcoal fire. 

The final step in this process was to place the roasted and smoked fat duck into the steamer.

The moment Su Xiaoman opened the steamer, a profoundly rich aroma gushed out. The smell was indescribable…it could stimulate one’s appetite to the fullest.

On the tray, the surface of the duck meat was glazed with oil, fat but not greasy, tender like clotted fat. The whole duck had a golden shine to it, charging upon people’s visual senses with its splendor. 

The long-lost secret recipe for smoked duck cooked for the royalties during the Qianlong dynasty…has once again resurfaced!!!!