"Of course I'm doing business with you." After saying that, the man walked into the house and sat down at the table, looking like a master.

Qin Fan was stunned: "Doing business? Are you the son of the treasurer?"

The man in white smiled but did not say anything.

Qin Fan already understood when he saw the other party's expression, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, walked to the counter and took out a few copper coins and put them on the table.

"Five hundred wen, is it enough?" Qin Fan asked.

The man in white glanced at the copper coin, then nodded, and then stretched out his hand and took all the five hundred wen into his arms.

His hands are slender and powerful, white and smooth, and people can't help but want to touch them.

"My name is Qin Fan, what about you?" Qin Fan casually found a topic to chat with the man in white, hoping that the other party could leave first.

But the man in white had no intention of leaving.

"You're the shopkeeper of that drugstore, aren't you?" The man in white asked.

Qin Fan nodded, a little surprised at how the other party's reaction was so fast, but he quickly calmed down.

Because he had heard before that the son of the shopkeeper of the pharmacy was a gentleman, Qin Fan didn't want to say anything more to him, lest the other party make any more unreasonable demands.

"Are you here to do business, or are you here to cause trouble?" Qin Fan asked bluntly.

The man in white smiled and did not answer Qin Fan's question.

Qin Fan glanced at him, "If you want to do business, I'll give you my family's prescription, if you want to make trouble, I'll leave now."

After Qin Fan finished speaking, he was about to leave, but the man in white grabbed him.

"Brother Qin, don't get me wrong, I'm just here to visit, you don't have to be nervous, I'm not here to make trouble." The man in white said.

Qin Fan frowned, he didn't want to have too much intersection with strangers, so he ignored the other party.

"Brother Qin, why don't we do this, how about we talk about it first?" The man in white said.

"No need." Qin Fan coldly refused.

The man in white didn't seem to expect him to be so resolute, so he was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't force it, it's just Brother Qin, I want to buy this prescription of yours, I don't know if I can?"

Qin Fan was stunned.

"Why?" Qin Fan asked.

Although this prescription is good, it is only good, if according to his own estimate, it is about twenty-five taels of gold.

But now the man in white is going to buy it, and he looks very urgent, so he is a little strange.

"Because this is left by my ancestors, I say that this medicine can cure many diseases, and I hope to save more people." The man in white said.

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "This prescription is not helpful for your family's illness, and your ancestor's prescription has long been lost."

"So even if you spend your money on a sea of swords and fires, it won't have any effect."

Qin Fan's tone was very affirmative, this was something he had learned from books.

This set of words may be useful to ordinary people, but for an alchemist, it has no effect at all.

"Believe it or not, this prescription is true. It was with this prescription that my father was able to survive until now."

"So I have to buy it." The man in white was very stubborn, and he had to take out the medicine before he was willing to leave.

Qin Fan looked at the other party, and finally chose to compromise.

Although the value of this prescription was much higher than five thousand taels of gold, Qin Fan didn't want to get into trouble, after all, many things in this world could not be solved with money.

He took out the prescription and handed it to the man in white: "I saw this prescription from a miscellaneous book of medical skills, but I don't know exactly what kind of medical skill it is."

"I think it might help you with your condition. But this prescription doesn't do anything for me, so if you really need it, talk to the shopkeeper."

White

The man took the prescription, opened it, read a few pages, and then closed it.

"I don't understand, so please give me some advice." The man in white said, his tone sincere.

Qin Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "This is a book of Chinese medicine, and there are all kinds of prescriptions in it, but they all have their own special properties."

"So you can't just rely on drugs, and there are many of them that are relatively remote, so you should find a professional yourself."

"This book has a great effect on me, I want to ask Brother Qin, I don't know if it's okay?" The man in white asked.

"Well—" Qin Fan groaned.

"I have all the medicinal materials for this recipe at home, so I don't need you to purchase them." The man in white said.

"Well, since you invited me so sincerely, and I'm embarrassed to refuse, then, let's find a teahouse and have a good chat." Qin Fan said.

After he finished speaking, he walked outside the inn.

The man in white followed Qin Fan.

The two found a small shop outside the inn and sat down, and then began to chat.

Qin Fan talked about some of the things he had encountered during this time, as well as the attitude of those people towards him, and the man in white did not stop him.

"Qin Fan, I heard that you injured the city guards at the city gate last night?" The man in white asked suddenly.

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It turns out that you are well-informed, and you even know about this matter."

The man in white said, "I've heard about it, so I'm here to see it."

"So now that I see it, I think I'm quite satisfied, right?" Qin Fan asked.

The man in white nodded, with a faint smile on his face: "You are indeed a powerful person, I admire you."

Qin Fan said, "Are you here to be my friend, or are you here to provoke?"

The man in white shook his head and said, "No, I came to get acquainted with Brother Qin sincerely, if I have any offense, please forgive me."

"Don't worry, no, I'm not hostile to you." Qin Fan said with a smile.

The man in white said, "Anyway, thank you for the prescription, my name is Bai Yunxuan, this is my address, if you need help in the future, just ask."

The man in white handed a white note to Qin Fan.

After Qin Fan took it, he looked at it, and then said with a smile: "My surname is Qin, we will be neighbors in the future, and I will definitely not shirk when there is a need."

"Haha." Bai Yunxuan laughed.

Bai Yunxuan was a very handsome young man, wearing a white Confucian shirt, and his whole person looked very warm.

He chatted with Qin Fan for a while, and asked Qin Fan some interesting stories that happened during this time, so that the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

Qin Fan sighed, this Bai Yunxuan is really a talent, not only is his medical skills very exquisite, but his personality is also gentle and elegant, which makes people look very comfortable.

"Qin Fan, your accent doesn't sound like someone here, where are you from?" Bai Yunxuan suddenly asked.