"Grandpa, anyway, we have to buy medicinal materials, the quality of these grandfather's medicinal materials is better than the outside, I don't know how much, where to buy it. Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, during the New Year, everyone is either overeating, or using this time to tonic, our family medicine is afraid that it will not last long. Su Mu was a little anxious in his heart, he had already released his divine sense, and under his divine sense, he already knew that the few people who received the medicine were about to come, if someone cut off his beard in the middle, he would be depressed to death.

Su Lao clearly felt Su Mu's determination to buy medicinal herbs, as an old man who loved his grandson, how could he disappoint his little grandson?

Su Lao smiled and said to the old man, "It's a young man, my memory is good, when I went out in the morning, I still talked about buying some medicinal herbs to make up for it, and I forgot it when I got to the street, I was old in the end." ”

"Alas, you're okay, much better than me, I'm eighty-nine after the New Year, and my memory in the past two years has been much worse, I didn't do it, I can't accept it."

"Well, it's not. Brother, while I remember it now, I'll wrap up these medicinal materials for you, so I don't have to wait and forget about it. You can rest assured that the price will never be lower than the purchase price. ”

The old man finished smoking a bag of cigarettes and knocked on his shoes, "Your brother wants to buy it, just take it, you only need to buy the price." We're not greedy. ”

Su Lao smiled: "That's not possible, where can I let my old brother suffer this loss." ”

The old man shook his head, his smile was a little confused, "I don't think I'm at a loss, you guys, it's from Sujiazhuang, right?" ”

Su Mu and Yan Hao glanced at each other, what does this have to do with Sujiazhuang?

"yes, you know that too?"

"Hey, everyone in our town knows that the Su family's medical skills are good, the medicinal materials are good, and the price is low. It's just that your medicinal materials are basically grown by yourself, except for these few special ones. Today, I am very lucky to have these herbs recognized by you. The old man was open-minded, and a few words made Su Lao's heart bloom.

In the end, before the herb buyer came, he bought all the medicinal materials of the old man's house.

After handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Su Mu reached out with some urgency, opened the bag that escaped the aura, and gently took away the herbs on the upper layer, Su Mu finally saw the elixir that he had in mind.

If it weren't for Su Mu's use of the Heavenly Eye Technique, he wouldn't have been able to tell that this was an elixir. This elixir is really too ordinary, the kind of grass that grows among the weeds and no one notices.

The only thing that makes people strange is that this bag of herbs should have been picked at the same time and dried at the same time, and the other herbs have dried out, but this one is still so green and attractive.

When the old man saw the grass that Su Mu took out of the bag, he was surprised, "Hey, didn't I lose this thing?" How did you come back again? Su family boy, it's a useless grass, because it looks a bit like this herb, it is often mixed back, just throw it away. ”

Su Mu was stunned, what is it? Hearing this, is this grass everywhere? So why have you never seen it?

"Old man, is this grass very common?" A curious question.

"It's not very common, mainly because this kind of grass grows in different places, it can only be seen in the deep mountains and old forests, how can ordinary people see it. If it weren't for those of us who have been collecting medicine in the mountains all year round, we wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. "The old man likes Su Mu very much, and thinks that this child is really good and well-behaved.

"Deep in the mountains?" The big eyes subconsciously looked at the Daixian Mountains in the distance.

"It's not, but there aren't many of this kind of grass, it's just a little strange, I once picked this kind of grass by mistake, and after drying it, it all dried out, unlike this one, which has been dried for a long time, and it's still so bright. If it weren't for the fact that I picked and dried the grass myself, I would have thought someone was playing a joke on me. The old man laughed.

"Do you still have this grass at home?"

"No, there is such a grass that does not dry out, the old man is almost sad to death, okay, a few more, and he must not be entangled to death." After saying that, the old man laughed.

Su Mu suddenly stopped thinking, too, he had seen it with his divine sense just now, there were at least five old people in the town who stayed in the town to set up stalls in this huge street, except for the old man who bought the spirit grass, the stalls of the other four people, he really didn't feel the storage of the elixir, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Man is really greedy, and when there was no elixir in nature before, he could comfort himself and grow it himself. Now that I have encountered one, I want to grow a second or a third, which is not good.

Because there were a lot of bags, Yan Hao took Su Xiaohei and brought all the medicinal materials that had been bought to the car. As for the elixir, as soon as Su Mu figured it out, he directly threw it into his backpack, that is, in his carry-on space, and bent down to pick up Su Maomao.

The three of them discussed, just waiting here for Yan Hao to come back, the old man seemed to be talking, and he also stood aside to tell Su Lao about their previous life and experience, Su Mu looked at the two old people, and sighed in his heart, fortunately, he was nosy at the beginning, met Wang Lao, and asked his old man to move to Sujiazhuang, and later there was Zheng Lao's family, otherwise Sujiazhuang only had his grandfather alone, how lonely it would be. Look, how long have those two old men been back, and my grandfather can't help it, isn't it?

Su Mu really praised his wit.

Yan Hao's speed was extremely fast, and he came back after a while, and Su Lao said goodbye to the old man. The two parties parted ways, and the three people of Sujiazhuang continued their journey of sweeping New Year's goods.

On this last market day, there are too many people, but fortunately, Su Xiaohei is here, at least he can open a way for them.

New Year's Day, incense, candles, gold paper, these are essential, the first month of the year, not to mention going out to play, even those who plan to stay at home, will also go to some Taoist temples at this time to burn incense and worship the Buddha. Believe it or not, it's always about peace of mind.

As for the Spring Festival couplets, Fu characters, Ruyi knots and the like, looking at the same Spring Festival couplets on the stall, Su Mu felt a little painful.

"Grandpa, Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters, let's write them ourselves when we go back." Couldn't help it, Su Mu said his own construction.

Su Lao did not hesitate, and nodded directly in agreement. "There doesn't seem to be any red paper at home, let's go to the store and buy some."

Su Mu had no opinion, and the three of them went to a small shop specializing in selling these pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, bought a knife of red paper, and asked the shopkeeper to help them cut it into a suitable shape for the Spring Festival couplets.

"Hey, Old Su, are you here to buy New Year's goods today?"

Just when the three of them were waiting to pack, one of them entered the store, looked around the small shop, and saw Su Lao who was buying paper and pencils, and was suddenly surprised.

Su Lao looked up at the person who came, "It's Xiaolin, what's the matter?" Your old Lin asked you to buy paper again? That old guy is really, he still dares to write Spring Festival couplets with his broken words? I'm not afraid to laugh off my neighbor's big teeth. ”

The person who came was a middle-aged man of nearly fifty years old, with a big belly, and looking at the face of this person, he was a heart-to-heart. This person is Lin Xuan, the eldest son of Lin Lao, who sold Su Mu the mutated version of the "Diamond Sutra" back then, and he has a good job, and Su Lao and his old friends have a good impression of him. Su Mu also knew this person, and he usually had to politely call someone Uncle Lin when he met him.

"Hey, the old man is just such a hobby, he wanted to worship you as a teacher, you didn't accept him, it made him depressed for a long time, this is not, the store is busy on weekdays, he is also this Spring Festival, when he returns to his hometown, he can write a Spring Festival couplet to show off, those of us who are juniors, can only follow his old man." When it comes to his own old man, Su Mu's Uncle Lin is also very helpless.

"By the way, Su Lao, it's fate that we can meet here today, isn't it?" Lin Xuan looked at Su Lao with a shy face.

Su Lao is a person who watched him grow up, what is this person thinking in his heart, Su Lao knows what he is thinking after a little thought, but the old man still asked with a smile: "Well, it is indeed a lot of fate." What are you going to say? ”

Lin Xuan touched his head embarrassedly, "Old Su, look, since you have come to sweep the New Year's goods, and you have bought red paper here, you are planning to go back to write Spring Festival couplets." Look, could you please write two for me? You don't need to take action in person, Xiao Mu's handwriting is also very strong, what do you think? ”

Su Mu looked at Uncle Lin in front of him thoughtfully, and suddenly had a good idea in his heart.

Su Lao glanced at Su Mu, to be honest, Lin Lao is his good friend, in northern terms, that is, small, old buddy, the relationship is iron. Since his eldest son had begged him, it was impossible for him to refuse. Thinking of the words in his old friend's hand that people couldn't bear to look at directly, alas, Su Lao sighed for the Nth time that he was too young at the time and made friends carelessly.

Lin Xuan saw that Su Lao and Su Mu had agreed, and immediately walked into the store, planning to borrow the big Eight Immortals table that the store had placed in the store.

Su Mu stopped him directly, "Don't worry, grandpa, since you want to write, writing one is also writing, and writing a few more is also writing, why don't we set up a stall to write Spring Festival couplets for free, I happen to have a little itchy hand recently." ”

Su Lao thought about it, so he didn't borrow the table and chair at the moment, and directly asked Lin Xuan to go home to help him Zhang Luo, and maybe he could also lure Lin Lao out.

Lin was happy to go home to prepare things, and when he said this, Lin Lao suddenly couldn't sit still. Mr. Su has been writing words for decades, which is priceless in the market, and many contemporary masters are very sought after, Lin Lao has not heard some respected old men say in private, a good calligraphy everyone, born in a medical family, that handsome and free font, stunned is used to write prescriptions, too violent and heavenly things.

Heart congestion.