Zi Su is not only good at medicine, poison is still on top of medical skills, if he doesn't have a sensitive nose and tongue, he doesn't know how he really died when he encounters a master of poison, and how can he sit firmly in the first position of mercenaries.

"Sister, sister, firewood is here, a lot of firewood." As soon as the pig's head was put out of the pot here, Xiao Zikang came back, followed by a lame man pushing a firewood cart, and a blank face.

"Kang'er has worked hard, sister look at the firewood, if it's good, I will use this old man to send it in the future."

Zisu felt that Xiao Zikang took the initiative to run out to buy firewood this time, and there must be his own reasons, maybe the reason was the little girl hiding behind the lame old man.

"Thank you Miss, thank you Young Master, my family's firewood is not to mention anything else, it is guaranteed to be a tree trunk, and it is all dry firewood, never adulterated, if Miss wants, I will send it to Miss House." When the lame man heard that Zisu might continue to sell firewood, he wiped his sweat and kept assuring.

"It's really good firewood, how much is a bundle? If the price is reasonable, it's all firewood like this, and five bundles are delivered every three days. Zisu glanced at it, this lame man really didn't lie.

"Miss, this firewood is a bundle of thirty wen, if Miss wants it for a long time, you can get twenty-eight wen." The lame man was afraid that this long-term patron would run away, so he was ruthless and dropped two cents.

"This uncle, don't care if we call us young master, our surname is Xiao, and you don't need to bargain, your firewood is worth thirty Wen, Cang, help put it in the firewood room in the backyard, this is the firewood money this time." Zisu took out the purse he was carrying with him and was ready to pay.

"No need, miss, no, Miss Xiao, Mr. Xiao has already paid, thank you girl for taking care of my business." The lame man waved his hand and said.

Zisu no longer deliberately pretends to be a boy, and after the conditioning of the old madman's pills, her body has begun to develop, and the small steamed buns on her chest can't cover it, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is just a girl in men's clothes.

"Okay, let's come back in three days." Zisu nodded, the lame man thanked him again, and led the little girl who was about five years old behind him to leave.

"Thank you, sister!" The little girl was a little shy, but she still mustered up the courage to thank Zisu.

"You wait, wait, this is for Niu Niu." Xiao Zikang ran out of the house, holding the osmanthus cake that Zi Su had just bought for him.

"This is unacceptable, Xiao Gongzi, I am grateful that you can take care of my business, I can't ask for it." The lame man waved his hand back again and again, and the little girl was sensible not to look at the pastry in Xiao Zikang's hand.

"Okay, don't shirk it, take it, give it to the child." Zisu looked at the little girl who wanted to have restraint and felt a little distressed, as if she was a child, watching other people's children eat, she wanted it too, and knew that she couldn't ask for it.

"Thank you, girl, a good girl has a good reward. I am a non-competitive, I can only chop wood to live, the child and her mother can't stand the suffering, and I am divorced, even Niuniu doesn't care, I can only take her out to beg for a living, thank you girl, thank you son. The lame man was accustomed to cold words, and a bag of osmanthus cake evoked the man's sadness.

"Take the child well, you also said, good people have good rewards, it will be fine." Zisu didn't know how to comfort him.