Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Chapter 331: Song Ci became the New Young Master of the Mo Family

All the invigilators didn’t eat or sleep like Zhou Wu, but they didn’t say anything and just patiently continued to accompany Zhou Wu’s exam.

However, to everyone’s surprise, after failing twice in a row, Zhou Wu actually understood the mystery of the Rejuvenation Pill and chose to use the same medicine as Song Ci to suppress the resentment of the “exotic beast heart” with honey.

Mo Zhangkuang noticed Zhou Wu’s actions and was slightly shocked. He asked the clansman beside him, “Who is this Zhou Wu?”

The person beside him replied. “He is a village doctor. His ancestors were all Chinese doctors. 50 years ago, his father also participated in our family’s exam, but his results were not outstanding.”

Mo Zhangkuang found it funny. He said, “Who would have thought that there would be an old man in his fifties among the top three in this exam?”

Zhou Wu didn’t pay attention to the invigilators’ conversation. He had been observing the pills in the pill furnace. After seeing that the “strange beast heart” turned red after dripping honey, he knew that his train of thought was right.

The rest of the steps just fell into place.

Zhou Wu threw the merged pill into the furnace, but this time, he didn’t drip any honey. At 2am, Zhou Wu successfully concocted his Rejuvenation Pill.

It was indeed a fake Rejuvenation Pill, but its color was slightly gray and not as deep as the one that Old Master Mo took out previously. Naturally, it was not as deep as the one that Song Ci made.

The redder the final product, the stronger the effect. It was said that the pill that Old Ancestor Mo gave to the Son of Heaven was as red as blood.

Zhou Wu stared at his Rejuvenation Pill and frowned in dissatisfaction. But he was satisfied that he could successfully make it.

I’m really the Zhou Family’s old genius!

Seeing that Zhou Wu’s pill production was complete, Mo Zhangkuang smiled and interrupted Zhou Wu’s deep thought. He said, “Hehe, Zhou Wu, bring your finished product up for me to see.”

Zhou Wu hurried forward and handed the finished product to Mo Kuang.

Mo Zhangkuang stared at that pill, sniffed it, and said, “Although the quality is not high and the effects are average, this is indeed a Rejuvenation Pill.”

“Congratulations, you are second place in this year’s exam.”

Zhou Wu was overjoyed. He placed his hands behind his back like a child who was unconvinced of his age and asked Mo Zhangkuang, “The elderly head has already accepted Song Fei as his disciple. Do you want to accept another one?”

Mo Zhangkuang stared at Zhou Wu speechlessly. “You are already so old but your mentality is still so young. Forget it, just learn from me for a period of time.”

As for taking him in as a disciple, Mo Zhangkuang didn’t agree.

He was already so old and still wanted to be a master. It was time to go home and watch the news broadcast.

Zhou Wu was already very satisfied to be able to learn from Old Mr. Mo Zhangkuang. “Thank you, Old Mr. Mo.” After leaving the examination hall on Zhou Wu, he didn’t care what time it was now. He turned on his cell phone, called his wife at home to tell the good news, and then told his son who was working in the Imperial Capital.

The canteen was already closed. Zhou Wu found that the door to the convenience store under the dormitory was still open, so he walked in and bought a bucket of instant noodles. He carried the instant noodles back to the dormitory hall and realized that Song Ci and her sister were still awake. Not only were they not asleep, they were also eating alms bowls.

Zhou Wu’s eyes lit up at the sight of food. “Do you have mine?”

Song Ci pointed at a stool beside her. “Uncle Zhou, I’m waiting for you.”

“You two girls have a conscience.” Friday instantly threw down the instant noodles and sat down at that empty seat.

He picked a few skewers and placed them in his bowl. After taking a bite, he sighed in enjoyment. “Ah, these Sichuan people really know how to enjoy themselves. How can they make such delicious food?”

Song Ci and Song Fei had also eaten alms bowl chicken in Wangdong City in the past, but it was not as delicious as the ones in Sichuan. Song Fei said, “I knew Uncle Zhou would definitely come out very late, so I specially asked the uncle in the canteen to make it.”