Chapter 111: A Palatial Pharmacy
Jingmo looked back, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth on his lips, and the vague but still broad arms of the painting thirteen suddenly took Jingmo into his arms, and he was full of shyness and joy. The lingering two are not only like the tenderness and sweetness of the children of the rivers and lakes, but also a sympathy and parting at the end of the sky, so he kissed more deeply, and she returned more compassionately. It was as if she was going to kiss away all the poison in his body, as if he was going to linger with her for the last breath of his life.
Behind them, under the candlelight arranged in order, the "firefly wonder" projected on the paper, the scenery and people that were originally framed on the paper all vividly jumped out of the paper and came to life, as if it was too illusory and inexhaustible.
Early the next morning, Hua Thirteen and Jingmo went straight to the splendid place in the south of the city. Walking through the crowded and busy streets, among the shops and restaurants where every inch of land is valuable, a magnificent pharmacy is particularly eye-catching, and the red background and gold letters on the pharmacy signboard sting Jingmo's eyes.
"This is it." Jing Mo's complex and deep gaze fell on the huge word "Qin" on the signboard, and she lowered her eyes with mixed feelings, "I have never set foot here. In recent years, the pharmacists of Qin's Medicine have really despised the pharmacist community for what they have done to patients. β
Painting the thirteenth glanced at the situation of Qin's Pharmaceutical, although the lintel is tall and majestic, but there are only a few people in and out, and most of the people in fancy clothes or well-dressed maids and slaves, it can be seen that the threshold of Qin's Pharmaceutical is really not low.
Hua Thirteen did not hesitate, he clenched Jingmo's hand, his eyes fell on the pharmacy, and said warmly: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger." Perhaps, the boss behind Qin's Pharmaceutical is a crucial but deeply hidden link in this series of mysteries. I don't think we're going to make this trip in vain. β
As he spoke, Hua Thirteen pulled Jingmo and walked into the gate of Qin's Pharmaceutical, and at this time, they didn't notice at all that outside the sea of people not far away, a pair of eyes were chasing all the way, until they stared at them and walked into the gate of Qin's Pharmaceutical, and the figure slammed the wall behind the hammer in anger, turned around angrily and disappeared into the corner of the street.
"Boss, grab the medicine." The tone of Thirteen was unusual, and his face was full of sickness and a sickly face, so there was nothing wrong with saying this.
The middle-aged man who was about to sit on the desk pulled his eyelids, glanced at him with a disregard for answers, and his cheeks were bulging with a face that conveyed an impatient temper: "Give money first, and then ask for medicine." Do you understand the rules? β
Hua Thirteen smiled meaningfully, prostrated himself in front of the wooden cabinet with his arms propped up, and lightly raised his hand to throw aside the abacus of the middle-aged man with a big belly who seemed to be fiddling with the situation in his palm, and the other party looked at him angrily on the spot: "You sick seedling, are you looking for fault or death?" β
Hearing this person's irritable temper, Hua Thirteen knew that he was by no means the person who was really in charge of Qin's Pharmaceutical, but he was just looking at the faΓ§ade here and serving as an account room. But looking around the room, the rest are all small servants or stunned pharmacists, and there is no one who can compare to this big-bellied bookkeeper in terms of seniority, and it is not difficult to make a break from him.
Hua Thirteen took out a calm and prepared style, glanced at the abacus that he threw aside, and took out a thick stack of silver tickets from his arms and slapped them under the nose of the big-bellied account room, and said with a smile: "The real big money doesn't need an abacus to calculate." Just like the real sale, there is no need for a bookkeeper to hand over. This is the argument of the small and the big. β
The big-bellied account room saw the thick stack of silver tickets put down by the painting thirteen, and was dumbfounded for a long time, but his eyes were dripping rapidly, secretly counting the price of the stack of silver tickets, when he had an estimate in his heart, he came back to his senses and chewed the words of the thirteenth square cai again, and couldn't help but stared at the thin and weak, plainly dressed young man in front of him, swallowed his saliva heavily, and said politely: "I don't know... I don't know Childe, what do you mean by this? What does this mean? β
Hua Thirteen pursed his lips and smiled: "The words are literal, and the money is a formality." How? Isn't that enough money for me to talk to someone who can really take charge? If that's the case, I won't have to talk to you anymore, and I'll find another home. β
Saying that, Hua Thirteen was going to pull back a thick stack of silver tickets from under the nose of the big-bellied account room, but where could he be worth the strength of the account room to see the money. The big-bellied account room "banged" and covered the hand of Hua Thirteen and the silver ticket under his hand, and the horizontal flesh on his face was suddenly twisted, and every fold was blooming with an ugly smile that would not let go easily: "Don't worry, Childe." It seems that Childe came prepared and made such a generous shot. Ke Rao is so heroic, but after all, I don't know why you came, our Qin's Pharmaceutical has always been engaged in some medicinal material business, although we keep our duty, but we have also seen some of the world. For many years, the wind and waves have grown like a mainstay to this day, thanks to our understanding of the truth of 'be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years'. The words are not coarse, and I also advise the son to go to his heart more, otherwise it will not be good for us to be regarded as a scheming person. β
"I'm going to buy... What I want to buy is ......" painting thirteen times hesitated, although he is good at acting, but if it is implemented, he really does not know the details.
"What we want to buy is your Qin's Pharmaceutical's world-dominating medicinal herb Blood Coral." Jingmo said quietly and tacitly from the side.
The account room was stunned for a moment when he heard the name "Blood Coral", and then looked at the two of them seriously, and couldn't help asking: "Look at the two of them are gentle and elegant, how can they also be from the rivers and lakes?" β
Although he was a little puzzled by the thirteenth painting, he understood that there were many mistakes at this time, and said calmly: "The rivers and lakes and temples, how could there have been a clear Chu River and Han realm?" My reasons have been given to you, and the price has been offered. Can you lead me to talk to the people above you? β
The bookkeeper smacked his lips, and a fleshy lump twisted out of his brows, but as soon as his eyes touched the rich silver ticket in Hua Thirteen's hand, his eyes lit up and he said happily: "Okay!" Since the sincerity is so neat and refreshing, then please come with me. β
"Boss, these two young people have a big deal to discuss, and the small one is afraid that the hospitality will not be good, so I have come to introduce you." The big-bellied bookkeeper walked through the backyard of Qin's pharmacy with Hua Thirteen and Jingmo zigzags around a hidden attic, and said respectfully to the people in the shadows.
Painting 13 looked sideways, trying to see who the man in the shadows really was, but he was disappointed, because he did not know this person, and there was nothing peculiar, but his demeanor and speech did indeed reveal a strong merchant demeanor.
"Foolish thing! I don't know if I was notified in advance, how could I rashly attract people in my own opinion? The boss first scolded the account room, but when he heard the account room whispering the price offered by the painting thirteen, the boss's attitude and tone suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and suddenly warmly entertained the painting thirteen and Jing Mo.
"I heard that you two intend to be 'blood coral'? Do you know what kind of herb this is? The boss rubbed the sparse beard on his chin seriously, and his solemn expression couldn't suppress the glint in his eyes, "However, you and I both understand that everything has a price." If you really get a good price, then this medicine is naturally not difficult. β