Chapter 68: Bao Rentang Mo shopkeeper

"Shopkeeper, a guest is looking for you." Respectfully replied, man.

There was no more sound of talking, but footsteps could be heard from far and near.

Soon, the door in front of me was opened.

A middle-aged man wearing a snow-blue shirt with distinct and elegant facial features appeared in front of the three of them.

The other party's brows were furrowed, and there was still a slight sadness on his face.

The middle-aged man is the shopkeeper of this Bao Rentang, and the other party naturally knows the guy who knocked on the door in front of him.

His gaze crossed the guy and looked at Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian.

I saw a tall young man, who looked like a dragon and phoenix among people, if it wasn't for him wearing coarse cloth clothes, I thought it was the noble son of a family, the eldest young master.

Look at the girl beside him who has been holding hands.

The appearance is even more gorgeous, very handsome, and at first glance it is a beautiful embryo.

If you grow up, maybe what kind of elegance will it be, and it will captivate the city and the country.

The shopkeeper put away his gaze and looked puzzled, "I don't know what the two of you are looking for me?" ”

After Jiang Zebei came out of the shopkeeper of Baorentang, he showed a humble and gentle side.

"There are some herbs that want to make your palms and eyes."

The surname of the shopkeeper of Baorentang is Mo, and his name is Mo Deye.

As soon as he heard Jiang Zebei's tone, he knew the doorway inside.

Palm eyes?

If this is a valuable medicinal material, he really needs to take a good look at it.

If it were an ordinary medicinal herb, there would be no such thing.

If it was in the past, the shopkeeper Mo might have really had the heart to take a look.

But thinking of the people in the room from the main shop in Luoyang City, he had a headache.

I didn't want to watch it for a while, and I didn't feel much of a mood.

No matter how rare the medicinal materials are, they have them in Baorentang.

In addition to ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other rare and precious medicinal materials, their Baorentang can be said to be the place with the most complete medicinal materials in the Western Liang Kingdom.

The corners of Shopkeeper Mo's lips pursed, and his hand slowly raised.

Jiang Zebei noticed his movements, and the humble smile on his face remained unchanged.

He held Chen Mengtian's hand on the side, and spoke out before Shopkeeper Mo raised his hand and was about to speak.

"Shopkeeper, I heard that you just talked about ginseng in it, and you have a lot of things to ask, but you urgently need this thing?"

Shopkeeper Mo's face did not change in the slightest.

He knew that the noise in the room was loud before, and it was not heard by anyone.

But the young man in front of him took the initiative to ask, which made him a little upset.

There is a ginseng waiting for help at the main store.

Every year, a ginseng will be distributed to the shop.

In the past, it would have been enough, but this year, the main store in Luoyang City has used too much, and it has long been gone.

I didn't go to the branch shop to see if there was anything left.

Unfortunately, ginseng is valuable.

However, it is a life-saving medicine.

In the face of life and death, many people do not hesitate to buy it.

Even if it is sold one by one, in the early winter season, the ginseng in the store is still sold out.

When I thought of the big shopkeeper of the main shop in the house, the shopkeeper of Mo had a headache.

The other party said that he must have a surplus, and he had to take it out.

It is true, and he does.

All are ginseng whiskers.

Even if it's ginseng whiskers, he doesn't want to give it.

When I think of it, the attitude of the big shopkeeper, and that posture.

The shopkeeper knows that this time, I'm afraid that this ginseng beard won't be able to keep.

Because of Jiang Zebei's opening, Shopkeeper Mo was in a bad mood.

Even the ginseng whiskers are now his treasures.

Jiang Zebei saw that the shopkeeper Mo's face was not depressed, but he showed a slight smile.

"The shopkeeper might as well let me into the house, maybe there will be a surprise."