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"Ah Xuan, where did Aunt Thirteen go, she disappeared after eating." Huang Feihong lifted the curtain, walked out of the pharmacy, and asked when he saw the herbs that were bent down to be dried on the ground.

"Oh, master, Aunt Thirteen seems to say that Boss Zhang of the drama troupe asked her to help shoot photos of the new drama for publicity." Ye Xuan raised his head and thought about it.

"Hey, what does a woman's house look like when she is away from home all day." Huang Feihong frowned, sighed and shook his head, and then asked Ye Xuan, "What about Asu and Akai?" ”

"The two senior brothers just went to Uncle Zhang's house to collect herbs together, master, is there anything wrong?" Ye Xuan put away the herbs and asked strangely.

"Oh, it's okay, the saffron with gold sore medicine is suddenly gone, I originally wanted to ask Ah Kai to buy some." Huang Feihong waved his hand.

"Don't wait for senior brother, master, I'll just go." Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and was about to buy medicine.

"Well, come, give you money!" Huang Feihong saw that Ye Xuan was leaving, and hurriedly took out a string of copper plates from his arms to hand them to Ye Xuan.

"No need, master, I have money!"

Ye Xuan didn't accept the money handed over by Huang Feihong, after coming for a few months, Ye Xuan also knew that Huang Feihong's life was actually not easy, but he had to support such a large medical center with a meager income, and often gave free medical treatment to poor people. Ye Xuan came to this world, and the system prepared a hundred silver dollars and a hundred silver horns for him, one silver dollar is equivalent to ten silver horns, and one silver horn is equivalent to the value of a hundred copper plates, and the price at this time is three copper plates to buy a steamed bun.

Ye Xuan has been in Baozhilin for so long, basically eating and living in Baozhilin, there is basically no opportunity to use money, and in a few months, he has not even spent a silver horn. He thought about handing over the money to Huang Feihong, but unfortunately Huang Feihong insisted on not accepting it, and in the end he could only collect it himself, and then stay in Baozhilin when he finally left.

"It looks like it's going to rain, remember to bring an umbrella!" Huang Feihong didn't insist, he smiled and watched Ye Xuan run away, looking at the thunder and lightning flashing in the sky, and the thundershowers in the summer in the south, and reminded loudly.

"Got it, master!" Ye Xuan grabbed the oilcloth paper umbrella placed by the door and strode towards the pharmacy.

Ye Xuan walked a few streets, arrived at the largest Fushan Medicine Hall nearby, and said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, weigh me ten catties of saffron." ”

"Chenghui, one yuan and five copper plates, you can just give one yuan." The shopkeeper carried a bag of saffron and said with a smile.

Ye Xuan took out a silver dollar from his arms and handed it over, and was about to go out with the saffron handed over by the shopkeeper.

Bang! Bang!

There were a few thunderbolts in the sky, and then the rain fell suddenly, and the whole world suddenly became a world of rain.

"Fortunately, I listened to the master and took the umbrella!" Ye Xuan smiled slightly, opened the oilcloth paper umbrella in his hand, and walked into the rain.

"Ding! System Mission: Gain at least 50% opinion of Yan Zhendong. (Time: Before the end of the movie, 3,000 practice points will be rewarded for mission success, and 1,500 practice points will be deducted for mission failure.) ）”

Hearing the system voice in his head, Ye Xuan was suddenly stunned, stood in the rain and asked the system: Who is Yan Zhendong?

The system didn't give any reaction at all, Ye Xuan almost went crazy, he didn't know a person named Yan Zhendong in this world, your sister, let me get his favor at least let me know him. I don't know him myself, how can I get favorability? Ye Xuan wondered if this system had just been hacked by lightning.

Holding an umbrella and carrying saffron, Ye Xuan was walking in the rain in a depressed mood, and suddenly, Ye Xuan's footsteps stopped in front of the door of a **.

Ye Xuan didn't want to look for flowers and ask willows, and didn't pay attention to the voices of the girls above him, but focused his attention on the door of a restaurant across the street next door.

There is nothing special about this restaurant, what is special is that a middle-aged man is performing in front of the restaurant at this time.

In the heavy rain, a middle-aged man was bare-chested, with a braid on the back of his head coiled around his neck, a rag in his mouth, and the barrels of two spears were on the threshold of the restaurant on one side, and the tips of the guns on the other side were on the neck of the middle-aged man.

If it is an ordinary person, he will definitely think that he is a street performer, just playing some tricks to entertain and defraud some people's money, but Ye Xuan has been practicing martial arts for a few months, although the time is short, but he also has a little bit of unusual eyesight, and found that the spear on the neck of the middle-aged man on the top is absolutely real.

I saw that the big man supported his hands, the muscles on his body were like stones, his whole body made a burst of bone friction, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his left foot stepped forward violently, and the two tips of the spear on his neck did not pierce his neck, but the barrel of the gun bent down as if it had been subjected to a huge force.

Bang Bang !!

I saw that the middle-aged man used another force, and the barrel of the gun sounded two crisply, and the two barrels of the gun were broken from the middle of the waist and fell into four pieces and fell to the street.

Sonor! Sonorous! －－－

The middle-aged man hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but found that they were all copper coins, all of which were not enough to buy the two spears that were broken just now, and he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

Just as the middle-aged man got up and packed up the broken gun and was about to leave, he saw a young man walking towards him with an umbrella in one hand and a cloth bag in the other.

"Senior, good kung fu!" Ye Xuan walked in front of the middle-aged man and said in admiration.

"Carving insect skills, not enough to worry about teeth!" The middle-aged man clenched his fists and said modestly, but his face was full of confidence.

"The seniors are too humble." Ye Xuan smiled slightly, handed the cloth bag containing the red nanhua to the hand holding the umbrella, took out three silver dollars from his arms, handed them over, and said: "It seems a little difficult for the juniors to look at the seniors, this is a little bit of the juniors' heart, and I ask the seniors to accept it." ”

"This ......" The middle-aged man looked at the three silver dollars in Ye Xuan's palm, and wanted to refuse in his heart, his fists clenched and put down, his eyes were full of struggle.

"Seniors, money is a hero's courage, my generation of martial arts people, to claim to be heroes and heroes, how can I mother-in-law for a few silver coins? If the seniors really don't accept the juniors' intentions, it should be the fee for the juniors to watch the seniors' stunts just now. Ye Xuan saw the look on the middle-aged man's face, so he had to accentuate his tone.

"Good! I am Shandong Iron Cloth Shirt Yan Zhendong has thanked the son. When the middle-aged man heard Ye Xuan's words, his eyebrows straightened, he reached out and took the three silver dollars in Ye Xuan's hand, and hugged his fists.

"What, you are Yan Zhendong?" Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, Ye Xuan exclaimed.

"Childe has heard my name?" Yan Zhendong looked at Ye Xuan in surprise.

"No, no." Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Ye Xuan hurriedly shook his head, and said: "Seniors don't call juniors sons, juniors are not sons, juniors are not sons, juniors are named Ye Xuan, a nobody." ”

"It turned out to be Ye Gongzi!" Yan Zhendong clenched his fists and arched his hand, indeed, as soon as he made a move, it was three silver dollars, which made Ye Xuan recognize him as the son of a rich family in Yan Zhendong's heart.

"Huh!" Hearing Yan Zhendong's name, Ye Xuan smiled helplessly, watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, it was not good to stay longer, and he clenched his fists and said: "This rain is getting heavier and heavier, the younger generation has left in advance, and the senior will have a period later." ”

"There will be a date later!" Yan Zhendong clenched his fists and arched his hands, standing in the rain and watching Ye Xuan hold the umbrella and go away.

"Ding! Congratulations, you have gained 30% of Yan Zhendong's favorability. ”