Yijun was angry and was about to have a seizure, when he suddenly saw Doomsday Xiaoyao come in with a handful of motherwort blooming purple flowers, it seems that Doomsday Xiaoyao and Nangong Baiya picked it together, it is estimated that the two of them were playing outside just now and met and folded casually, but the biggest use of this motherwort is to collect the palace, and it is used before and after women give birth to dolls.

Although Xiao Duo and Xiao Lan are not proficient in medical skills, they are also medical care, and the three of them strangely saw that the doomsday seemed to be held by Nangong Baiya.

The anger just now immediately turned into amusement and great surprise, especially the doctor's mother-in-law almost laughed, the doomsday is so powerful, I really don't know what this motherwort is for?

But what about Ah Zi? Ah Zi is proficient in medicine, would she not know?

The doctor's mother-in-law stared at a black-clothed and black-gauze wrapped man with a pair of sharp eyes, and asked, "Ah Zi, where have you gone to play?"

The doctor's words were to ask Ah Zi, but his eyes were staring at the handful of motherwort in Doom's hand.

Doomsday Xiaoyao was stupid and said unconsciously: "This flower is very beautiful, there is no other place, Bai Ya said that she wanted to pick some and play." ”

Yijun loves Nangong Baiya more than anyone else, and has an extremely deep love for Nangong Baiya's extremely cold soul life, lest Nangong Baiya be hurt or unhappy in any way.

But the stupid boy of Doomsday seems to have been conquered by Nangong Baiya's peerless beauty, an arrogant doomsday son is like a quiet cheetah in front of Nangong Baiya, but the medium of the two of them is too bloody .......

The doctor didn't care about the end of the world, he still looked at Ah Zi, and Ah Zi weakly took out the motherwort that had been separated and dismembered, bowed his head and said, "I also collected two."

When everyone saw it, they were about to make it into a finished medicinal herb, which was completely different from the whole motherwort that still exuded the fragrance of flowers in Doomsday's hands.

The same thing, in the hands of different people, becomes different, a good grass and small flower, is broken by Ah Zi, cut into sections, and torn into pieces.

It seems that Ah Zi not only understands the medicinal properties of motherwort, but also brews medicines, but why didn't Ah Zi explain it to the two little guys?

Nangong Bai Ya thought that the doctor's mother-in-law was angry with Ah Zi, so she hurriedly said: "Doomsday Xiaoyao said that this thousand purple red fungus vegetables can be used for stir-frying and medicine, Sister Ah Zi must have seen a rare opportunity, so she brewed two servings, it shouldn't be wasted!"

"What?

Can this thing be stir-fried? Can it be served at a banquet? The people of the Doomsday family are indeed different ...... people.

Seeing Nangong Bai Ya defending Ah Zi, Yijun probably understood a little, Ah Zi is also a girl, it is not easy to intervene in the dialogue between Doomsday Xiaoyao and Nangong Bai Ya, and expose the lies of Doomsday Xiaoyao, Ah Zi's face is tender, and he really can't do it.

This doomsday is really, the herbs of a woman giving birth to a doll can also be said to be a thousand purple red fungus vegetables, and it can also be used for banquets, does it make men have stomach aches and give birth to dolls?

The unpleasantness just now was forgotten in the apocalyptic joke, and the doctor didn't even despise and reward them, as long as he saw Nangong Baiya happy, he would be fine.

"What to eat?" Seeing that there were many eating scenes in the hall, Doomsday Xiaoyao suddenly felt a little hungry, so he asked.

Yijun didn't want to eat, but when he saw that Doomsday Xiaoyao had asked, there was no difference between eating later and eating now, so he said: "You look at it, but there is no cash ticket here."

"Hehe, it's okay, Xiao Duo and Xiao Lan have accumulated more than a dozen small bags, spend them early, relax early, so as not to make them tired of carrying it. Doomsday carried a handful of motherwort and went straight to the wooden platform.

"Man, what's there to eat, report your name" Doomsday is free to wear a slave and miscellaneous uniform, but it is powerful.

The dishes here are ridiculously expensive, that is, they are designed to make unpopular business, and the price of an ordinary dish is double or four times the price here, and if it is a good dish or a special dish, it is ten times or twenty times doubled.

"Good food? Yes, the raw thunder elephant meat that has just been hunted, but it costs fifty taels of silver per catty, and there are also fire cloud geese, but they can only be sold whole, only five hundred taels of silver each, and the fresh konjac has just been thrown from the mountains, one tael of silver each......

"Okay! Okay! Don't talk nonsense, ten catties of raw thunder elephant meat, and the rest of the good dishes are all on it!"

There are only a few people who come and go here, the guy has long known Doomsday Xiaoyao, and he is messing around with silver tickets, but he doesn't accept cash tickets here, only the first silver, and the guy looked at Doomsday and said: "It's better to pay the silver first! We don't want silver tickets!"

"Yes, why don't you forget this mouth, I said what's wrong with you, silver tickets are also money, you have to ask for silver, it's so heavy, who goes out and walks around with hundreds of catties of silver?" A single Huoyun Goose costs five hundred taels of silver, even if they have seventy or eighty taels of broken silver per bag, it adds up to less than one thousand taels, and two mountain treasures cost thousands of taels, which is not enough at all!

"Hehe, there's just such a rule here, and we can't help it!" the guy explained.

"Ladies and gentlemen, whoever has silver or gold to exchange, I will give it eighty percent!" Doomsday turned and shouted to the people in the hall.

Twenty percent off for silver?

In the huge hall, many people didn't even look at it, and continued to bury their heads in eating, exchanging silver? Fool? Even if it is seven folds, no one will change it, after taking one or two silver into the wasteland, the things that are exchanged for purchase, and then turning over and selling them outside, how can it be more than four times, who would be stupid enough to work hard to bring the silver here, and exchange it for a silver ticket with you.

Huh? No one wants to change it?

There is nothing in the world that cannot be done at the end of the world. Eight-fold no one changes me, five-fold change!

"Five thousand taels of silver tickets, as long as two thousand five hundred taels of silver, five percent off! Is there any?" Doomsday took out a stack of silver tickets and shook them.

Many slaves and miscellaneous servants looked up stupidly and looked at Doomsday sitting in front of the wooden platform with a bullish look, with envious eyes in their eyes.

I am also a miscellaneous slave, and others are also slaves and miscellaneous servants, but I am a hard life, a tired life, and a life of eating, but others are like uncles, holding a lot of silver tickets and making a loud noise, if I have those half of the silver, I will run away with it, and I will not come back after being killed.

Many of the hired guards also raised their heads, their eyes showing envy.

The old man, looking at the large amount of silver tickets in Doomsday Xiaoyao's hand, showed a greedy gaze in his dry eyes, and he was ready to move, but he looked at the leader of the hired guards, Xiang Duoyong, with an extremely ugly look, and when he saw that the Yihu boss couldn't eat grapes, he said that the grapes were sour, and he couldn't help but move his buttocks.

The owner of the goatee Aura caravan also looked back frequently, looking at the large number of silver tickets in Doomsday Xiaoyao's hand and calculating, although it was only double the profit, but it was risk-free, and he would make double the ...... in a few seconds.