Chapter 9: Smashing the field

"What kind of medicine? Are you sick or not? Don't get in the way if you're not sick. ”

Such an arrogant medicine shop boy, Bai Qiao saw it for the first time, which really refreshed her understanding of the benevolence of doctors.

"Look at what? If you don't see a doctor, hurry up. ”

Bai Qiao didn't want to make more trouble, so it was a big deal to change to a pharmacy.

Who knew that the moment he turned around, he heard the boy muttering, "I have a sick brain, and I go to the medicine shop to sell medicine, and if someone dies in the family, I have to take it to the coffin shop to sell it!" ”

This was really mean, Bai Qiao's face turned cold, and he turned around and slapped the man in the face.

"There are mothers who have nothing to raise them, and no one treats you as a dumb person if you don't speak."

"You rural village girl still dare to beat people, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know the rules of my Miaoshou Hall." The boy covered his hot face, was so angry that he was smoking, and took out the stick on the top door and was about to smash it on Bai Qiao's head, but she turned around and dodged it.

Bai Qiao snatched the stick with a backhand, and it was a stick on the boy's back, although the strength was not heavy, it was enough for him to hurt for a long time.

"Someone! Someone smashed the field and beat people in the blue sky and daytime! ”

The boy did not dare to confront him, but shouted at the house, and soon several apprentices ran out, and then another man with half-white hair stroked his beard and walked out solemnly.

"Who dares to cause trouble in Miaotedo?"

"You're the shopkeeper? I got some good medicinal herbs and wanted to sell them, but your boy opened his mouth and scolded, and you want me to see the rules of Miaoshutang, I want to see what your rules are? ”

The shopkeeper saw that there was a sense of wit between the eyebrows of this village girl, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the cloth bag that Bai Qiao was carrying, "I wonder if the girl can let me take a look at the medicinal herbs first?" ”

Bai Qiao snorted coldly and opened the cloth bag, and the shopkeeper looked at the medicinal materials inside, his eyes suddenly widened.

This...... This...... It's all superb!

The shopkeeper carefully took out a ginseng, looked at it carefully, suddenly changed his expression, and hurriedly said, "Please take a seat in the girl." ”

Bai Qiao walked into the pharmacy with his chin raised, and immediately someone brought tea and poured water, and the shopkeeper couldn't put down those medicinal herbs, his eyes lit up, "Dare to ask the girl how much do you want to sell these medicinal herbs?" ”

Bai Qiao really didn't understand these, but he couldn't show it on his face, so he only took a sip of tea with an unpredictable expression.

"We will calculate the price of other medicinal materials, one or two medicinal materials are two hundred yuan, and you can see one of this ginseng...... Five taels of silver? ”

Bai Qiao didn't understand this, but he felt that his hands were a little sour when he held the teacup, and he just put the teacup on the table.

The shopkeeper immediately said: "Ten taels, you can't let the girl suffer." ”

Bai Qiao looked at the teacup, and his mind turned, "Fifteen taels and one, a total of four, sixty taels, not a penny." ”

"Cheng ...... If the girl still has this kind of medicinal herb in the future, please remember the shop. ”

The shopkeeper took the ginseng and thought about it and still responded, and sent Bai Qiao out all the way.

When he came, he was penniless, and when he left, he was full of bowls, and he was carrying a heavy purse in a white way, and he was comfortable and proud all the way.

The four treasures of the husband's study have to be changed, tables and chairs must be bought, pots and pans must be bought, and daily necessities must be ......

She was about to run, but suddenly felt that her waist was empty, and she subconsciously carried back the child who passed by her.

"Give me back the purse."

"Sister, what are you talking about? How I don't understand! ”

"It's still pretending, the purse in your hand is mine."

When the child heard this, he stubbornly hid his purse behind him, and began to cry loudly, "Help! Traffickers abduct children. ”