Under the envious gaze of others, Shen Yanjun took the glazed stone back into his purse and said goodbye to the steward.

The steward touched his mustache and smiled kindly: "Next month's glass, I'm waiting for Shen Xiaoyou to come!" ”

*

It was noon, the sun was shining on the ancient streets and alleys, and the early winter sun was not as hot and dazzling as in summer.

The young man in the plain white brocade robe climbed the old locust tree by the wall of the academy neatly and climbed the thick branches.

The management of Taoyuan Academy is very strict, the gate of the college is only opened at the end of the hour and evening, and the rest of the time is closed tightly, and there are people guarding it, prohibiting students from going out.

Two figures disappeared around the corner of the pavilion, staring at the nimble white shadow.

"Yanfeng, you go back."

Yan Feng frowned: "Your Highness, you are not in good health, don't you go back for a lunch break?" ”

The man with a face like gold paper, after seeing the figure on the old locust tree disappear into the wall, followed closely and chased after him.

"Your Highness..."

The words were anxious, and his face was full of worry, but he saw that His Royal Highness, who was handsome, had already jumped onto the wall, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

His Royal Highness ran this trip, and he couldn't make up for it without Ganoderma lucidum, old ginseng, and deer antler velvet when he came back!

Shen Yanjun hung her ink bamboo cloth bag in the crook of her arm, and tidied up the folded gown, at first glance she looked like a personable young man.

The county seat is very large, go out from Taoyuan Academy, cross the alleys and merge into the main street, you can see all kinds of shops, restaurants, noodle restaurants, cloth villages and so on.

Helian Qi followed Shen Yanjun behind, intending to see what he was climbing over the wall for.

Actually, he didn't want to gossip at all, but his legs had their own ideas, and he came out after chasing.

Shen Yanjun walked around, but she didn't see the existence of the medical hall, she turned a few copper plates and came to the old man who sold sugar gourds:

"Old man, I want a string of sugar gourds."

The old man collected five copper plates and let Shen Yanjun choose, the red crystal sugar gourd, which was large, dipped in crystal clear sugar, and had a bright color.

Shen Yanjun casually chose a bunch and put it in his mouth to taste, the sweet and sour taste opened up in the taste buds, and the taste was cool.

"By the way, old man, where is the medical center around here?"

Because he was a guest, the old man happily pointed the way, and there was a Nanshan Medical Center not far away, and he deliberately said a few auspicious words.

Shen Yanjun bought another string of sugar gourds.

It's not easy for the old man to sell things, and the key is to be so enthusiastic about her.

There are a lot of patients in Nanshan Medical Hall, and there is only one doctor sitting in the hall, and the medicine boy who grabs the medicine stands in front of the medicine cabinet in a hurry, patiently waiting for those patients to come and grab the medicine.

Shen Yanjun decisively came to the medicine boy, and the ink bamboo cloth bag was gently placed on the counter, and the aroma of ginseng almost smoked the medicine boy.

The medicine boy shrugged his nose and secretly felt strange, the ginseng in his own medical hall was locked up by the master, why was it so fragrant?

"This son, what medicine do you want to grab?"

Shen Yanjun cleared his throat and lowered his voice: "I want to sell medicinal herbs." ”

Her jade hand, like an onion root, was placed on the cloth bag and tapped gently, and the feeling was so good that she subconsciously rubbed it several times.

The medicine boy was slightly stunned, leaned over to sniff, a fragrance rushed straight to his head, his wide eyes were full of excitement, such a strong ginseng aroma, at least a hundred years, right?!

He is a little medicine boy who has never seen the old ginseng of the old age, and most of the ones sold in the medical hall are ten years old, and at most they are decades old.

"Childe, please wait, I'll call the shopkeeper."