Chapter Twenty-Three: Is the Code Right?

Xu San was injured, this was the first time he had been injured since the crossing.

wiped off the nosebleed hanging on his face with the handkerchief handed over by Tian Xue: "Miss, you are really ruthless, you have a stick in your hand, you are not afraid of beating me to death with a stick." โ€

"Humph! Who made you so shameless, even let me give it to you.... Do it for you.... That kind of thing. Tian Xue blushed and stammered.

"I said Miss, I gave you the plastic sheeting just to let you sew them together, not for you to make clothes, besides, it was your own thought, and it was none of my business."

Tian Xue picked up the plastic sheet on the ground again, pulled it, and found that it was easy to stretch it, and it could not be recovered after stretching: "It's true that it can't be made into clothing materials, but why is it called cloth?" โ€

Xu San picked up a plastic bag on the ground and measured it against the sun: "This thing is called polystyrene or polyethylene, which is a chemical material. It can be used as the roof of the vegetable greenhouse, the vegetable greenhouse can also be called a greenhouse, you can grow vegetables in winter, if you use it well, there will be no shortage of vegetables in all seasons. โ€

Tian Yu looked confused, she didn't know what Xu San said before, but she could still understand what she was planting vegetables in the winter.

However, she didn't want to show ignorance in front of Xu San, so she could only pretend to understand and nodded, "Okay, I'll help you, but when the time comes, you will have to share half of my vegetables." โ€

"If you want to be beautiful, you can get a few stitches and you want to divide it in half, and there is no door."

"The third!"

"Let's talk about it when the seeds come out, it's too early to talk about the spoils."

"Okay!"

Tian Xue didn't entangle, growing vegetables in winter was a fairy method in her impression.

But after listening to Xu San's inexplicable explanation, she felt that it was feasible, and she wouldn't lose anything if she couldn't grow it anyway, but she could take the opportunity to laugh at this nasty guy.

Tian Xue, who has a job, finally stopped pestering him to listen to stories, and Xu San is also idle.

Open the door, open it, and hold on for another day to get that bomb out of the house.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu San felt happy.

"We people, I'm so happy today." Humming happily, the traitor puppet army Xu Sanye knocked on the door of the nursery hall.

Xiao Dongzi, a guy from the nursery school, opened a door with a broom, and when he saw that it was Xu San, he immediately laughed, "Huhยทยท ~Isn't this Xu Sanye? What are you doing early in the morning? โ€

"What are you doing without buying medicine? Can you still? Hurry up, get me some potion to get rid of the fire. โ€

When Xiao Dongzi heard this, he was not happy, but he still smiled on his face, Xiao Er in this year is much more dedicated than in later generations, "I can't be the master of giving you medicine, I have to wait for Dr. Sun who is sitting in the hall to come and give you a pulse." โ€

"What nonsense, Lao Tzu is just a little angry, just get a few pills to clear heat and detoxify."

"Okay, I'll catch you."

After speaking, Xiao Dongzi led Xu San into and poured tea: "You sit here and wait, I'll come when I go." โ€

Xu San waved his hand, picked up the bowl on the coffee table, scraped the tea leaves, and took a sip.

Well, not bad.

It's much better than the two or three hundred and one pounds in his store.

Drinking tea and humming a song, Xu San looked at the nursery hall in front of him.

The first thing that catches your eye is a medicine cabinet that occupies almost an entire wall, and there are squares of the same size on it, and each box is marked with white paper to indicate the medicinal materials stored.

Look at the others, whether it is the beams or the columns, they are all antique, and they look like an old house, and even the chair under their buttocks, which is also an object with years.

The pulp is round and full, and it feels like warm jade, which is definitely worth the old nose money in the next generation.

It's a pity that the war is raging and the times are turbulent, and I don't know how many years these old objects in the nursery hall can be preserved.

It took a long time, Xu San's tea was almost finished, and Xiao Er walked out of the back hall with the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took two quick steps, "I heard that Xu Sanye is not well, can you wait a little longer, wait for Dr. Sun to go to work, and give you a pulse." โ€

When Xu San heard this, he felt that the shopkeeper was very good at talking, although there was only a word difference between sick and unwell, it showed that a person's condition was serious or not.

Xu San got up and gave up: "The politeness of the shopkeeper is to get angry and rotten, so I won't bother Dr. Sun." โ€

The shopkeeper didn't excuse Xu San, waved his hand, and Xiao Dongzi walked up with a tray with eight wax pills on it.

"What is this?" Xu San picked up a wax pill the size of a longan, turned it, and saw that it was written "Bezoar Supernatant Pill" in small block letters, and then looked at another smaller one, "Bezoar Detoxification Pill".

Everything else is pretty much the same, just from the name, you can see that it is a heat-clearing and detoxifying pill.

Xu San, the shopkeeper, briefly explained the usage and dosage of these kinds of balls.

Xu San listened carefully, and after listening, he couldn't help but sigh at the efficacy of Chinese patent medicine in this period.

One pill is effective, and there is basically no need for a second pill.

With such a good medicine, Xu San's heart couldn't help but move, so he put away all the eight pills, "I want them all, the shopkeeper will give you a sincere price, and you also know that I am a poor Qiu Ba and don't have much money." โ€

The shopkeeper thought about it: "You will give three dollars!" โ€

"Good!" Xu San happily took out the money, although he didn't know that it was the market price, but he knew that this price should not be a loss.

The delivery went smoothly, and Xu San no longer stayed, planning to go home and open the door.

The shopkeeper and his companions also sent them off.

When he walked to the door again, he turned around and asked, "Is there sulfonamide in this nursery?" โ€

"The third master is testing me, my little nursery doesn't dare to deal in controlled drugs." The shopkeeper's calm answer was obviously not the first time he had answered such a question.

"Oh, alas." Xu San sighed lightly and wanted to leave.

"Third Master Xu, please wait." The shopkeeper's words are left.

"What's the matter with the shopkeeper?" Xu San asked.

The shopkeeper took a small paper bag from the man's hand and handed it to Xu San: "This is a small piece of bezoar, if Xu Sanye only has sores on his mouth and tongue, he only needs to rub it on the affected area to relieve it, and it can be cured after a few times." It's a three-point poison, and it's better for the third master to eat less. โ€

"Thank you very much!" Xu San gave a gift, he didn't expect to get some gifts before leaving.

Drop the board, open the door.

Xu San's grocery store continues to be open, but this hygiene needs to be cleaned by himself.

Holding a rag and humming a song, Xu San, who turned into a buddy, happily wiped the counter.

"Boss Xu, I'm so interested, haven't you made a lot of money!"

Xu Sanhui looked back, and he was a middle-aged man who looked a little familiar.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a gray robe, a pair of clean cloth shoes, a top hat on his head, and glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking polite.

Xu San stared at it for a long time before patting his head: "Boss Qian!" What kind of wind is blowing you? Are you planning to buy something in my small shop, don't worry, they are all old customers, how about I give you a 20% discount? โ€

"Is there a poison-clearing and eye-clearing pill that clears evil, laxatives, and restores vision?"

Heck, this is the right code.

But which organization is this money shopkeeper from?

The Eighth Route is still a kind of central army.

Either way, you have to deal with it first.

Xu San has naturally seen this kind of plot, so he casually rambled: "Yes, yes, the price is too expensive, and it costs three oceans." โ€

"Do you want to sell it in five oceans?"

The money shopkeeper's answer instantly made Xu San feel that six hundred and sixty-six grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

This is, right?

"Why is it so expensive?" Xu San tentatively continued.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, as long as you really regain your senses, I'll make you a cow and a horse, and it's not expensive."

"The earth is high and high, and the rivers and mountains are beautiful through the ages."

"The door faces the sea, and the water of the Sanhe River flows for thousands of years."

"Which hall is there by the Red Flower Pavilion?"

"Aokido."

"How many pillars of incense are burned in the hall?"

"Five-pillar incense."