Feng Jiu followed and walked out, only then did he notice that the courtyard was full of herbs, and there were some things in the courtyard, it seemed that this old man was still a pharmacist

"Grandpa Tan, you're the only one in your house" Feng Jiu looked around, and saw that he seemed to be the only one in this courtyard.

"Hmm." The old man answered, sorting out the herbs on the shelf, and ignored Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu sat down in the courtyard, holding his chin in one hand, his eyes were rolling smartly, staring at the figure who was facing away from her to sort out the medicinal materials, and he was thinking in his heart, what else was the treasure building doing secretly, and the old man on the second floor at that time, who was it

"Why don't you leave" After about half an hour, the old man turned around, glanced at the young man sitting on the steps in the courtyard, and frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

"Ah, where are you going," Feng Jiu asked with a wink.

"Go back to your house." The old man said.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smile, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he looked at him with a smile: "Grandpa Tan, didn't you say it, I'm your grandson's nephew, I came to you this time." ”

Hearing this, the old man was speechless: "The old man is saving you for you." "Why are you still relying on him?

"Help me, but, I didn't see any danger," Feng Jiu smiled innocently.

The old man felt that his breath was blocked in his chest when he heard this, and he didn't speak again, just glanced at Feng Jiu, and then turned around and entered the room.

Feng Jiu got up, patted the dusty Tsing Yi on his body, and followed behind the old man: "Grandpa, there are two rooms in this courtyard, is this one for me?"

She was not polite, she pushed open the door and looked inside, the room was neat, and everything that should have been there was there, but the room should have been unoccupied for a long time, and the table was stained with a layer of dust.

In the evening, in the small courtyard, on the stone table, the old man looked at the few small dishes in front of him in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he just glanced at Feng Jiu, and then picked up the dishes with chopsticks with a stiff face and ate them.

"Grandpa Tan, eat more." Feng Jiu clipped some to the old man, and felt strange, this old man was already a monk in the middle stage of the Flying Immortals, and his strength could be regarded as very strong, but how could he also suppress his strength

Feng Jiu relied on the old man in this way and lived in this small courtyard, in fact, this was just a whim for her, and she felt that this old man was also quite strange, so she thought that there was nothing to do in a hurry anyway, so she stayed and took a look.

Therefore, in the next two days, she slept until she woke up naturally during the day, and then went out to buy vegetables, and by the way, she bought some goat's milk and came back for the little milk tiger to eat.

To put it bluntly, it is to sit by and watch the old man do business. Because, after Tan Lao grinded the elixir into powder, he prepared some commonly used medicinal powders and took them to the market medicinal material stalls to sell, and occasionally took one or two bottles to the treasure house to barter.

On the day he met her, Tan Lao took the medicine to barter, but since that day, in the next two days, he didn't go to the treasure building again.

Some acquaintances saw that the stall was originally only Tan Lao sitting there with his face strained, but now suddenly there was a handsome young man sitting next to him, and couldn't help but smile and ask: "Tan Lao, who is this young man?"

Without waiting for Tan Lao to answer, Feng Jiu next to him smiled and squinted his eyes and said, "It's my nephew." "Remember after reading it: easy to watch next time, or.