Chapter 20 Ancient medicine shop

This mysterious building under the flying carpet is a good place to hide fire and fuel.

The three of them got off the flying carpet, and Xie You folded it slightly and sent it into the storage space.

At this time, he doesn't have to shy away from the two boys.

Wan Fang was dumbfounded, and was directly pushed forward by Xie You.

The three of them passed through the first formation.

As he got closer, Wan Fang and Xie Ming saw that this tall ancient building, along with several other low houses, was enclosed in a small courtyard.

"Squeak!"

Pushing the door in, I immediately smelled a strong smell, and I knew that it was the smell of ancient medicine of the Han Kingdom.

"This is a pharmacy!"

Wan Fang muttered, looking curious about Grandma Liu's entry into the Grand View Garden.

In order to verify the accuracy of his judgment, he turned to look at the flagpole that appeared outside the gate, but unfortunately there was no flag similar to the medical logo hanging on it.

But what does that mean?

The key is that the smell of herbs fills the yard, and it can't be closed.

Wan Fang probed his head to the eaves of a low house, and saw the ancient medical instruments placed there, including the guillotine for cutting medicine, the grinding trough for grinding medicine, and the rolling in the grinding trough, all of which were made of pig iron.

Pig iron is a rare thing in the world of Wanzang Kingdom, and it is said that the table world above the head of Wanzang Country may have this thing.

It's a pity that it's a wasteland.

Wan Fang was surprised, ran to the front of these two items, weighed the weight, and seriously recalled what the uncle had told him about this object.

Now compared with the real thing, it is exactly the same, as if this thing has been used by the uncle.

The chute was placed in front of the door, apparently to shield the broken door from the creak of the wind.

And that kind of sound can only add another kind of horror to the courtyard of the deep house.

Of course, these are Wanfang's own ideas.

Carefully push open the broken door, and see that the inside is very neat, as if someone has been cleaning it regularly.

Wanfang, this is strange.

According to the lobbying law, he is also here for the second time.

So, what kind of human slaves will be here before?

"Curiosity kills the cat!"

Against the wall, there are more than half circles of medicine cabinets, and there are many small medicine boxes with cubes on them.

In addition to being able to smell the smell, I saw Xie You casually open the two medicine boxes, and there were honest drug displays inside.

Based on this, it was concluded that the other medicine boxes were also full.

Through the product name logo posted on the medicine box, Wanfang knows that there are many medicines here, and there are all kinds of animal and plant drugs, and the classification is very refreshing.

At first glance, it looks like a job done by someone with a heart.

Especially the block font on the top, why does it seem to be from the uncle's hand?

Commentary lobbied that this was the secret liaison office of the 'Fire Transmission Society' in Wanzang Kingdom.

"Isn't this selling dog meat on the head of a sheep?"

It's okay to be open-mouthed, the key is that what he said is a little incomprehensible.

Although Xie You could understand what he had to say, he didn't know what to say.

This kid always comes up with a whim

……

"Contacts often come in under the guise of obscure prescriptions. The list that you have to keep in mind is the ever-changing joint code......"

Xie You solved the mystery that made the two of them memorize those things.

In fact, the complication of the joint secret language is the first thing Xie You has done since accepting the 'mysterious drugstore'.

The day before yesterday, when he handed over, he questioned the simplification of the head code.

Thinking that everything is good is too simple to make this secret phrase.

Before coming, after some thought, Xie You was ready to arrange for Wanfang and Xie Ming to temporarily act as the pharmacist guys here.

In order to look decent, you must first familiarize yourself with the basic business here.

Immediately, he took out a price list of animal skins and put it on the counter in front of Wanxiang.

Wan Fang picked it up and took a closer look, only to see that the above actually used a Han calligraphy pen to belong to the neat record as follows:

Heart fire (one microgram and one or two micronanostones)

False fire (one microgram of eight coins of micro-nano stone)

Liver fire (1 microgram 3 coins micro-nano stone)

……

"Good fellow, why are these things so expensive?"

Wanfang muttered.

Xie You can naturally hear it, and by the way, the actual cost of these special biofuels, which are strictly prohibited, is also very high.

Coupled with the high risk, it will naturally raise some interests, otherwise there will be no one who will take risks for that little profit.

In addition to the price, Wanfang also wondered how these strange biofuels were similar to the ancient medical terminology of the Han Kingdom, but they were not all clear.

"You got to the point, and in many ways these specious names are borrowed from the ancient medical concepts of the Han Dynasty...... In fact, you don't know that the micro-nano world we are in is in the body of a huge creature...... Therefore, all ignition fuels here are inseparable from biological cells, tissues, embryos, and even metabolism. ”

Xie You patiently explained a lot to the two teenagers, making them suddenly open and see the sun as bright.

Wanfang called Xie You's explanation in place, simple and easy to understand, and he was not an education expert.

And where does his set seem to come from the mouth of an ordinary slave high school student?

Xie You, who usually cultivates the 'Control Sutra', didn't expect that Wanfang, who seemed to be wooden, would release a series of rainbow farts, making him almost fall proudly.

Looking at Wanfang Balabala so much, eighty percent of them have overcome the previous speech barrier.

This kind of eloquence is also an ability that must be possessed in the future.

In fact, Wan Fang's previous personality of being quiet and not good at communicating with others was not only because of his memory loss, but also because of a persecution disease.

It is a disease caused by the natural repression of people who have evolved into a virus.

Gotta be cured!

However, the dosage of the drug must be accurate, otherwise the effect will not be obtained if the dose is excessive or insufficient.

For example, there must be no presumptuous words like the one just now.

"Why do you sell dog meat on the head of a sheep?"

……

After the whole explanation was completed, Xie You was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After that, he led Xie Ming out of here with confidence.

Because Xie Ming has other things, he can only leave Wanfang alone to stay here temporarily.

Before going out, Xie You explained the verification code of Fang's first formation - Alibaba.

"Sure enough, it's this sand sculpture code?!"

Wanfang was speechless, and his wisdom instantly seemed to be covered by lard.

Xie You also told Wan Fang to stay in the pharmacy if he had nothing to do in the past two days, and if he met a stranger who trespassed and asked, he would say that you are a buddy, and he didn't know anything else

……

Of course, if you can penetrate the first formation, the trespasser is by no means extraordinary, and if so, it is even more useless......

Anyway, Xie You let Wan Fang stay honest and wait for him to come back with reconciliation.

The usual necessities here are still alive, and the fly in the ointment is the lack of WiFi.

But it didn't matter to the Wanzang slaves.

Wan Fang knew that after Xie You took Xie Ming to finish his errand, he would definitely go to inquire about school for him.

Looking at Xie You's back, Wan Fang suddenly thought of the uncle.

This time it was not simply because of the uncle's superb 'braised lion head', but more because of some kind of debt and guilt.

Suddenly, Wan Fang had an idea, that is, by virtue of the convenience in the formation, he wanted to cook a meal for the uncle to honor his old man.

Wanfang first thought of dumplings.

For northerners, dumplings are delicious.

It's just that I can't make this myself, and even if I barely make it, it must be hard to eat.

This will be able to fulfill this wish when I become a 'signer' one day and sign in with the memory of a chef.

But at the moment, Wan Fang feels that the best way to do it is to get a bowl of pimple soup for the uncle.

In front of me, there was half a bag of flour and half a cabbage......

Knowing from all sides, don't you know that this is the place where Uncle Sleepwalking hides his illicit goods and roasts animal meat?