2 Pan Xiaole Chapter (1)

The capital of the Great Yan Country.

On the busiest street in Changpingfang, gongs and drums are beating in front of a shop.

The plaque of Pan's Pharmacy was hung up amid the sound of firecrackers.

Pan Xiaole stood in front of the store, directing people to hang a red ribbon accurately on the plaque, and the ribbon tapes hanging on both sides were neat and beautiful.

She crossed her hands on her hips, and on her shoulders stood a half-sized Vermilion Bird.

The fiery red finch stretched out its head and also squeaked twice, which was quite appropriate.

In addition to the neighbors, there were also several stewards of Duobao Trading House, all of whom came to congratulate with heavy gifts.

Pan Xiaole smiled and asked a few guys to welcome the people who came to congratulate them into the shop.

This shop is actually not big, and there are not many potions in it, but they all win by quality.

All the potions are pure and transparent, and even if you look carefully into the sun, you can't see a trace of impurities.

The potions of the entire Falling Dust Continent, no one can do this.

The reputation of Pan's Apothecary has long been famous.

There was an endless stream of people who came in to watch, and the fifty bottles of potion that Pan Xiaole put in the shop that day were snatched up, leaving only the empty display cabinet and the sample medicine on the cabinet.

Because the stewards of Duobao Trading Bank have been cooperating with Pan Xiaole for a long time, they are also familiar with each other, and they are constantly arguing with each other.

"Steward Wang, let me tell you, I met Miss Pan at the earliest, and this first business must be given to me. A stocky steward.

"Bah, you really don't have to be shameful. Whoever does business still pays attention to acquaintance sooner or later, it all depends on who offers the highest price and who is more sincere. The other steward said.

"If you talk about sincerity, who can compare to me, I came all the way from the country of flowers. Another steward said, "The herbs of the flower country are all sent by me to Miss Pan on a regular basis. ”

"Who scarce your herbs, I have in Kyoto. ”

"Hey, you can't say that, you don't have the scarce herbs over there!"

Several stewards were red-faced and almost fought.

Huang Shao came in from outside the door with a fan, and saw this scene.

"Huang Gongzi is here, please come in, please ......come in," one of the stewards said flatteringly.

"Get out of the way, this is your shop?" the other steward scoffed, and then raised his voice and called, "Miss Pan, Huang Gongzi is hereβ€”"

Pan Xiaole stuck his head out of the back door, "Huang Shao is here?"

The Vermilion Bird on her shoulder fluttered its wings and flew to Huang Shao's side, but it didn't fall on his shoulder, only circled a few times above his head.

A few shopkeepers stared at the fiery red Vermilion Bird almost straight, "This is the legendary Vermilion Bird? ”

Huang Shao glanced at these obstructive shopkeepers, looked at the empty shelves again, and said with a smile, "Yo, it was emptied as soon as it opened?"

Pan Xiaole glanced at these stewards and said, "Why don't you leave?"

A few stewards laughed and said, "Miss Pan, we don't have any other meaning, that is, can you occasionally give some potions to Duobao Trading House, otherwise, we really can't do this business." ”

Huang Shao shook his fan with a smile and said, "Duobao trading experts have a big business, and there is still a shortage of these bottles of medicine?"

"What Childe said is true, Miss Pan's business, we can't ask for it. Even if it is good to divide some defective products, they are a hundred times stronger than those on our shelves. ”

Pan Xiaole said: "I don't have any defective products for you." Steward Ge, don't worry, I will send you a batch of potions every ten days, and you shopkeepers will watch the points. However, I also have to say it first, you have to leave me all the herbs I want. ”

Steward Ge hurriedly agreed, "Miss Pan will say whatever she wants, rest assured, whatever herbs the girl wants, send someone to tell me, and I will send it to the girl immediately." ”

Pan Xiaole was also amused by the businessman's face, "Steward Ge, please go back, I don't have anything in the shop today." ”

A few stewards hurriedly said goodbye, for fear of annoying this cash cow.

For a while, there were only two guys left in the shop to settle accounts behind the counter.

Huang Shao picked up the fan in his hand and came to Pan Xiaole's side, "Shopkeeper Pan, Xiaosheng will count on the shopkeeper to take care of it in the future." ”

Pan Xiaole glanced at him and went to the backyard.

Huang Shaoxiao followed her to the backyard.

The backyard of this shop is a two-entry house, the hanging flower porch is for two guys to live in, and Pan Xiaole lives in the main house.

Huang Shao followed through the arched hanging flower gate and went to the courtyard.

It turned out that Pan Xiaole was preparing food for Suzaku, and the raw meat he bought in the morning was still in the bowl.

The Vermilion Bird "squeaked" twice and landed on Pan Xiaole's shoulder, watching Pan Xiaole continue to mix milk into the raw meat.

Huang Shao said, "Suzaku has eaten too much, it's only been a few months, and his body has become so big, what's the matter." ”

Suzaku "quack" shouted at Huang Shao.

Huang Shao raised his fan to beat, "Murder me again, I plucked your hair!"

"Okay, okay......" Pan Xiaole interrupted him, "Every time you come, you have to provoke it to scream, you can be safe." There's tea over there, go drink it yourself. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the side of the hugging building, where there were all kinds of tables and chairs, and hot water was boiling on the small stove.

Huang Shao didn't go over, he only stepped forward and took Pan Xiaole's hand, "It's been three months, and you're still not happy?"

It's been three months since the battle in the Valley of the Winds.

The Duke of Zhenguo handed over the military power, left a duke empty, and said that he was sick and no longer went to the court, so he wanted to completely ignore the affairs of the court.

It's just that now Zhenguo Gong intends to avoid it, but Emperor Ren doesn't seem to be ready to let him go.

Three times and twice to find fault and announce that the town of Guogong was summoned to the palace, and he entered the palace three times, and each time he came out with reprimands.

Huang Shao guessed that Emperor Ren seemed to be forcing him to do something.

Or, what other purpose did Emperor Ren need to achieve by Zhenguo Gong.

Pan Xiaole ignored the affairs of the imperial court, and after she came out of the Zhenguo Mansion, she returned to her hometown.

Her parents died, and an aunt raised her. When I went to my hometown, I gave tens of thousands of gold coins to my aunt to repay the kindness of her upbringing.

Half a month ago, she returned to Beijing and found Huang Shao, saying that she wanted to open a shop.

She had already said that she had opened a pharmacy.

It was her dream to open a Pan's pharmacy in Kyoto.

Huang Shao helped her find this storefront, the location is suitable, and the house is neat and clean. Two more honest guys were recruited, and it opened.

I was looking for something for her to do, maybe it would make her happy.

But half a month later, Pan Xiaole still looks sick and can't lift his spirits.

Huang Shao felt that opening a shop and whether she was happy or not were actually two different things.

Pan Xiaole made the food in his hand, and then called the Vermilion Bird to eat. Then he wiped his hands and looked at Huang Shao.

"I'm not happy. ”

Huang Shao snorted, "You almost wrote the word unhappy on your face." ”

Pan Xiaole wiped his hands and walked towards Baoxia, and Huang Shao followed behind her.

The fire on the small stove was not hot, and the kettle was steaming and gurgling.

Pan Xiaole poured tea for Huang Shao, "Drink, spring tea." ”

Huang Shao's hand pressed on the back of her hand, Pan Xiaole was startled, withdrew his hand, and his face turned red.

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