When the guy heard her words, his face showed a trace of impatience, but in the end, he wanted to do business, so he found a pen and paper and handed it to Ye Xi.

Ye Xi casually wrote down the few medicinal herbs he needed, and before he could hand them to his buddy after writing, a voice sounded behind him.

"What is this all about? Ghost Drawing? ”

When she turned around, she saw the young man who had stolen her money bag standing behind her, staring down at the few herbs she had written down, muttering something in a low voice.

Ye Xi only realized that what she wrote was modern simple characters, and she couldn't write ancient traditional characters at all.

Her eyebrows twisted slightly, and she looked up at the guy in front of her, "I'm sorry, man, I'll report the name of the medicinal herb to you, and you can dispense it directly to me, how about it?" ”

"This is not good, we are all taking medicine according to the prescription, you don't have a prescription, I don't dare to dispense the medicine to you. If anything goes wrong, the shopkeeper won't spare me! ”

The guy disagreed, and Ye Xi's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

She turned around and was about to leave, since the guy refused to write, she could go to the calligraphy and painting stall outside to find someone to write the recipe first and then come over, just to delay some time.

"Well, you're leaving? Don't you really know how to write, you report it to me and I'll write it for you, as long as one or two silver, can it? ”

One or two silver, Ye Xi glanced at him coldly, even if she didn't know much about the ancient market, she knew that if she wrote such a few words, she would never need a tael of silver.

Seeing that Ye Xi ignored him, the young man hurriedly chased after him, "Is it too expensive?" I can give me a discount, you give me a penny, and I'll write it for you. ”

A hanging of money is almost a thousand Wen, and one or two pieces of silver can be exchanged for 1200 Wen, which is really a discount.

Ye Xi heard the voice behind him, and quickened his pace again, completely ignoring the meaning of the thief.

"If you don't want to pay a penny, 800 wen is fine."

"That's 500 Wen, it really can't be less!"

"Alas, why don't you ignore me, 300 Wen, just 300 Wen? Even if you go to find the one who writes and paints, it will cost two or three hundred yuan, and I will save you time! ”

"One price, 100 Wen, if you don't want to do it again, I'll keep pestering you! I do what I say! ”

Coming out of the pharmacy, the young man kept following behind Ye Xi, constantly lowering the price, and in the end, he simply played a scoundrel, rushed in front of her at once, and directly blocked the way.

Ye Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at him quietly.

It's dangerous to look at with these cold and indifferent eyes!

The boy shuddered, but he didn't want to give up, he subconsciously straightened his chest.

"I mean what I say, if you don't want to, I will definitely keep pestering you until you are annoyed!"

He really had no way to come out and steal things, but he actually didn't want to steal at all, if he could get the money by writing a prescription for the person in front of him, and take the money back to find a doctor for his sick mother, he would be happier in his heart.

Ye Xi saw a hint of fear on his face, it was estimated that Fang had almost broken his arm and was frightened, but even so, he still stood in front of her.

The young man's eyes were very clear, and there was a hint of bitterness in the clarity, as if he didn't want to beg for money so cheekily, but he was helpless.

"Why do you want money so much?"

Ye Xi asked in a low voice.

The young man hesitated, his eyes flashed, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

"What reason do you have if you want money, you can buy food and play!"

He didn't want to show all his embarrassment in front of a stranger, but he didn't know that his eyes and expressions had already been revealed.

"Okay, 100 wen, no more!"

Ye Xi finally asked the boy to help her write the recipe, and the calligraphy and painting stalls she saw before were separated from here by an alley, and it took time to go back and forth. Since he can write, let him write it, and save him from continuing to entangle.