Abandoning the Young Cultivator Chapter 62 Is it in order?
After walking around those fixed medicine shops for a long time, Fang Tianyou didn't feel a trace of the aura of elixir, and he didn't even see a single alchemy herb he needed.
As for some vintage ginseng and other medicinal materials, Fang Tianyou was not in a hurry to buy them. Anyway, I have to stay here for a few days, and now I buy it, Fang Tianyou doesn't know where to put it, it's very troublesome to carry it all the time, so it's better to buy it when I want to leave.
After shopping around the pharmacy for a while and finding nothing, Fang Tianyou simply came to the scattered stall area. The things here are more varied, but the quality is also uneven.
In fact, there are a lot of people who come here, and everyone generally comes with the mentality of Taobao, just like Taobao in the antique street, all by personal eyesight.
After Fang Tianyou's soul became stronger, his senses became even stronger, and of course he was more handy at identifying the medicinal properties of medicinal herbs. However, he also knew that the things here had to be screened by experienced pharmacists every day, and it was really not easy to find treasures.
After shopping around the scattered stall area for a while, Fang Tianyou still found nothing. It's too cluttered to pick up.
What's more, most of those flowers and plants, most of them are just strange in appearance and color, and they have no medicinal effect, and some are even toxic, even if a few plants can be used in medicine, they are only equivalent to ordinary medicinal materials.
The weather is getting darker, the shops are starting to close, and the people who buy the medicine are also on their way home, Fang Tianyou plans to find a place to live first, and then continue shopping tomorrow.
I was wandering around and was about to walk out of the medicinal herb trading market, but I saw four or five people around the entrance.
Fang Tianyou looked from a distance, it was an old man in shabby clothes, carrying a basket on his back to sell the medicinal herbs he had collected, and behind him, there was a six or seven-year-old child, leaning sickly against the foot of the wall beside him.
In front of the old man, there were four or five people buying medicinal herbs who were picking and screening.
"Why did you come so late, the market was ready to close, and the crowd was gone. One of the drug buyers asked curiously as he picked it up.
"Hey, my grandson is sick, and I took him to the county hospital to register and see a doctor. I'm waiting for the money from the sale of medicinal herbs to go to the hospital. These are all good medicinal herbs, so you can help me buy more. The medicine picker looked at his grandson, who seemed to be asleep behind him, and said pitifully to a few medicine buyers.
"Old man, we are businessmen, we are here to buy medicinal herbs, not philanthropists. Your basket of medicinal herbs doesn't have my eye at all. After listening to the old man's words, two pharmacists immediately turned around and left.
"My medicinal materials are really good, you see this gastrodia, schisandra, by the way, there is ginseng, it is pure wild ginseng, you know that it is full of medicinal power when you smell it. The old man did not give up and continued to sell to the remaining two pharmacists.
"This old man, open your eyes and talk nonsense, your ginseng shape is shriveled, and the lines are few and shallow, you can also call it a good ginseng. Another potion merchant snorted and turned to leave.
"It doesn't look good, but with my years of experience, I know it's definitely a good ginseng, really, I don't lie to you. The honest old man who picked up medicine said to the remaining two pharmacists in an almost pleading tone.
The weather is getting darker and darker, and there are fewer and fewer people in the market, if they can't sell the medicinal herbs, not only will their grandson not be able to live in the hospital, but they are afraid that the two of them will have to sleep on the streets.
"Look at you pitiful, I took five hundred yuan for your basket of medicinal herbs, how about it?" said one of the pharmacists reluctantly.
"What? Five hundred! That's too little, just a few pure gastrodia plants can sell for hundreds of dollars, you, you're too little. The old man said a little anxiously.
"Who told you to come at this time, the people who imported medicinal materials from other places have already left. When people buy your medicinal herbs, they have to find a way to keep them fresh until tomorrow before they can resell them. Another pharmacist said.
"That's it, at most a thousand, it's up to you to sell it or not, and I think you're pitiful, and I'm willing to buy your medicinal materials. If you change someone else, you don't even bother to look at the medicinal herbs in your hand. The pharmacist who had made the price before countered again.
Only then did Fang Tianyou know that most of the people who had not left now were local vendors who resold medicinal herbs, and from the eyebrows of the two, Fang Tianyou guessed that these two people were in a group, singing and drinking to reduce the price.
"Old man, I have all these medicinal materials for you, how much are you going to sell them?" Although he knew that there were no merchants and no traitors, and they made money in this way, Fang Tianyou was still dissatisfied with the two of them taking advantage of the danger, so he took the initiative to step forward and ask the price, wanting to help the old man who collected medicine raise the price.
But when he saw the ginseng in the old man's medicine basket, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a trace of joy passed through his heart. It was not an ordinary ginseng, it was a scorching yang ginseng, it was one of the good medicinal materials that Fang Tianyou was looking for this time, and now he was really determined to buy the medicinal materials.
I didn't expect to go around the medicinal herb trading market for a long time and didn't see a single medicinal herb, and when I was about to give up, I came across another one.
"Hey, young man, do you know what it means to come first and come first, we were just negotiating with the old man. If you do this, you will break our local rules!" The two drug dealers are typical Northeast men, tall and big, and seeing that Fang Tianyou is a thin young man with a foreign accent, he immediately surrounded him left and right, and his tone was not good.
"Since we are negotiating, of course I can also talk before you negotiate, how can you call it a broken rule?" Fang Tianyou didn't seem to see their threat, and calmly greeted them, and gently climbed on the shoulders of the two with both hands.
The two drug dealers were pressed by this, and they suddenly felt as if they were pressing hundreds of pounds of heavy burden on their shoulders, and their bodies couldn't help but sink, and their faces changed greatly. Only then did I understand that the young people in front of me were afraid that it was not simple.
"How is it, is my approach in order?" Fang Tianyou let go of his hand and said indifferently.
"Conform to the rules, comply with the rules, we don't want this medicinal herb!" Seeing Fang Tianyou let go, the two hurriedly left.
"That, young man, do you really want to buy medicinal herbs?" The old man who bought the medicine didn't notice the details, he only cared about whether Fang Tianyou would lower the price of his medicinal herbs after the two of them left inexplicably.
"That's right, I bought your medicinal herbs, you can make a price. Fang Tianyou asked seriously.
"Hey, what more can I offer? My grandson is sick, and the doctor said that he needs to be hospitalized for examination and treatment, and I still need 2,000 yuan in advance payment for hospitalization. Can you just give me two thousand yuan?" The old man who sold medicine was afraid that Fang Tianyou would refuse, so he hurriedly explained, "My ginseng must be a good ginseng, I really didn't lie to you!"
"Two thousand, that's too little. In this way, I will give you 20,000 yuan, and I will find a way to help your grandson heal. Fang Tianyou said, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the old man.
"Ah, this ......" The old man couldn't believe it, how could anyone ask for 2,000 but took the initiative to give 20,000.
"Don't worry, it's definitely real money, these medicinal materials of yours are very useful to me, don't say 20,000, even two million are worth it, but unfortunately I don't have so much money now, helping your grandson treat his illness should be regarded as me making up for the medicine." Fang Tianyou said, walking towards the child behind the old man.
"What, what, young man, do you still see a doctor?" the old man checked the money excitedly, and then turned to look at Fang Tianyou in surprise.
"You know a little bit of medical skills, you can try it, where is your grandson uncomfortable here." Fang Tianyou said as he squatted down and touched the child's palm, probed the child's forehead, and probed his condition.
"I had a temperature in the hospital, I didn't have a fever, I just kept crying, and now I'm tired of crying so I fell asleep. The doctor also couldn't figure out what kind of disease he had for the time being, so he was hospitalized for observation. The old man said on the side.
"It's really hard for the hospital to find out, is he frightened? Fang Tianyou asked. Just now, Fang Tianyou sensed that the old man's grandson's soul power was a little messy, which should have been caused by fright.
"You, are you saying that my grandson has lost his soul?" the old man heard Fang Tianyou ask, and immediately thought of what Fang Tianyou meant.
"Lost souls? Fang Tianyou nodded.
The old man thought about it for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said in a lost voice: "It must be, a few days ago, someone in the next village had a funeral, and I went to help bring my grandson over, and since he came back, my grandson seems to be a little wrong." Did you come across something unclean that day?"
"It's not necessarily a ghost, the child is timid, and the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums during the funeral may scare him. Fang Tianyou said as he secretly urged a "Pure Heart Talisman".
A faint light flashed into the child's forehead, and then the child's eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened.
After all, this child was only frightened, unlike Zhang Chao, who was artificially injured, and Fang Tianyou's strength has improved a little now, of course, it is more certain to treat the child in front of him.
"Grandpa, where are we?" the child asked himself in confusion when he woke up.
"Good grandson, we are in the town, you can recognize grandpa, do you still feel uncomfortable?" The old man was overjoyed when he saw that his grandson recognized him, and he no longer spoke incoherently as before.
"It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I feel hungry and don't have the strength. The child replied.
"It's good to know you're hungry, it's good, you haven't eaten well in a few days. Grandpa will take you home for dinner in a while. The old man said happily.
Fang Tianyou took out a bottle of milk and biscuits from his backpack and handed them over. The child was really hungry, and he was a little shy at first, but once he started eating, he gobbled it up.
"Don't worry, don't swallow, you eat slowly," the old man persuaded kindly, and said to Tianyou, "Thank you, young man, you are really a fairy, no, you are a living bodhisattva." ”