"Then what's the matter, what if the stall owner closes the stall early?"

"So, you should go back to rest quickly, the flow of time in the space is different from the outside world, and sleeping in the space for one hour is equal to sleeping for three hours."

Xuanyuan Heng had a 'look at how reasonable I said': "If you rest for a quarter of an hour late, it is equivalent to delaying for three quarters of an hour." ”。

Mu Qianqian blinked, can it still be counted like this?

Where did all this fallacy come from?

"Don't worry, I will arrange someone to stabilize the stall owner first, people won't run, and it won't be necessary for you to delay a little longer."

In the end, Xuanyuan Heng coaxed Mu Qianqian back to the room.

After Mu Qianqian returned to the room, Xuanyuan Heng turned around and went to the back door of the teahouse and snapped his fingers not far away.

Two figures, one white and one black, appeared in front of him.

"Go and stay at the elixir stall yesterday, don't let the stall owner close the stall so early, and don't arouse suspicion." , Xuanyuan Heng commanded.

"Yes, my subordinates obey." , the two of them gave up their hands and disappeared into the alley.

The free market is still as lively as ever.

"Purple grass, red grass, brown grass...... Everyone who passes by comes to take a look, the best elixir in the walled sea. ”。

The stall owner has an enthusiastic face and a pair of eyes looking for customers, if only he could meet the same generous and cheerful customers as yesterday.

A voice came: "Purple grass, red grass, brown grass...... Everyone who passes by comes to take a look, the best elixir in the walled sea. ”

The stall owner frowned, he remembered that his family was selling spiritual herbs here, where did this stall come out of to steal business with him?

The free market is so big, why is it next to his house? Raindrop Book House

Just put it on the table, how can you sell the same thing?

The stall owner looked in the direction of the sound, and saw two expressionless figures standing on the opposite side, one white and one black.

These two figures are Chen Wen and Chen Wu.

"We shouldn't be suspicious, right?" , Chen Wen asked in a low voice.

"Absolutely not." , Chen Wu said confidently: "Although we have never set up a stall, we have never eaten pork and seen pigs run, what other stall owners do, we will do it, and it will not arouse suspicion." ”。

Chen Wen also felt that this method was feasible, and nodded and said no more.

The stall owner's brows were twisted into a pimple, he remembered that the position was obviously Liu Wu, who sold refining materials, how could he be replaced today?

Let's change it, what does it mean to learn from him?

Even the position of the sign is the same, and the words on the sign are the same as 'Yuanhai Ling Medicinal Materials Sale'.

The stall owner suppressed his displeasure and moved the sign to the right to find an angle that was most easily seen.

"He moved." , Chen Wen reminded.

Chen Wu looked at it, and it turned out that he had moved the sign.

Hiss...... Is there anything wrong with this, such as feng shui when it comes to stalls?

He doesn't understand this as a layman, but he can't let others find out that they are laymen.

Chen Wu thought in his heart, and stretched out his hand to move the sign to the corresponding position.

Seeing this, Chen Wen admired Chen Wu more and more, no wonder Chen Wu would be trusted by the door owner, this is all because Chen Wu is smart, and even this kind of small details are in place.

Thanks to Chen Wu's idea of this method, the owner said that he would not let the stall owner close the stall early, so they would set up a spiritual medicine stall opposite the stall to distract the guests.