"What do you want to buy, sir?"

As soon as the boss put the knife on the body of the cow and was about to cut it, he saw a young man walking towards him.

Song Feng glanced at the beef on the table and said, "Boss, do you sell this meat?"

Hearing this, the boss stopped his movements and said with a strange expression, "Sir, you want to buy a whole cow?"

Song Feng nodded and said, "I'll tell you the truth, I also run a restaurant, and the main signature dish is beef hot pot, and the person who delivered it to me in the afternoon couldn't deliver the beef he needed for dinner because of something at home."

"It's almost dinner time, if there is no beef, my shop will probably close its doors, I see you have a whole beef, how about we discuss it, I buy it at the market price?"

"Oh, it's a peer."

The boss smiled bitterly: "I said brother, how can you do business like this, you don't have beef to supply to customers, so you go to other people's stores to buy it."

Song Feng said helplessly: "This is also a helpless way, you can't close the door and thank you, boss, you can make a price, even if it is a little higher, it doesn't matter, I bought this cow."

Sure that Song Feng was not joking, the boss thought about it and sold the whole cow to Song Feng at a price higher than double the purchase price.

"Good fellow!!"

The boss was about to help Song Feng carry the beef into the car, only to see Song Feng stretch out his hands and easily put the meat into the trunk of the car.

Seeing this scene, the boss was stunned.

Beef with offal, a few hundred catties, Song Feng's strength is inevitably too great......

"Goodbye, boss."

Song Feng returned to the driver's seat and waved at the boss.

Under the stunned gaze of the boss, Song Feng drove away.

Leaving here, Song Feng stopped the car again.

Coming to the trunk, Song Feng put his hand in.

His hands became as sharp as two steel knives.

A few minutes later, something the size of a fist appeared in Song Feng's hand.

Song Feng checked this kind of thing, and said with a smile: "Today's luck is really good, I went out for a casual walk, and I actually picked up such a good thing, fortunately, the boss didn't know the goods, so he had to find out again......

Before he finished speaking, Song Feng's expression changed, and he turned to look at the street diagonally opposite.

There was a pharmacy in a prominent part of the street, and an aroma wafted from it.

Song Feng sniffed his nose again, he didn't smell wrong.

The aroma comes from this pharmacy called Hyakkudo.

The aroma is a medicinal fragrance formed by the mixing of various medicinal herbs, and judging by experience, the store is boiling medicinal soup.

Song Feng put the baby he got in the car, found wet wipes to wipe the blood and oil stains on his hands, walked across the street, and went straight to this pharmacy.

The area of the pharmacy is not large, about 200 square meters, with a rest seat on the right and a cash register and counter on the left.

Behind the counter are a large number of medicine cabinets.

On the drawers of the medicine cabinet are pieces of paper with the names of the herbs written on them.

"Good words, really good words."

The pharmacy was empty, and Song Feng came to the counter with great interest, staring at the words carefully.

These words are written with a brush, and the font is dragon and phoenix dance, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.

It can be seen that the person who wrote these words was a master of calligraphy.

The pen is like a divine force, and the pen mana is through the back of the paper.

Without ten years of hard work, I can't practice such good words.

Song Feng was also curious about medicinal herbs.

You can't see the quality of the herbs through the drawer, you can smell the fragrance of the herbs alone, and the herbs placed in the drawer are all high-quality Chinese herbs.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"

"Here we are."

After a while, a young girl in her twenties came out of a small door behind the counter.

Song Feng said in surprise, "Miss, are you the person in charge of this pharmacy?"

Judging from the handwriting on the medicine cabinet, the person who wrote these words was at least fifty or sixty years old.

"Sir misunderstood, I'm not the person in charge here, I'm an apprentice here."

The young girl said a little crampedly, "My name is Xie Mengzhu, and the owner of this pharmacy is my master Huang Lao."

"My master is not here, what needs can you tell me, are you here to get medicine or to see a doctor?"

Xie Mengzhu wears a simple T-shirt, jeans, and long hair tied into a ponytail, giving people a sense of youth and sunshine.

Perhaps worried that Song Feng would not be able to believe him, Xie Mengzhu took out a document from his pocket and hung it around his neck.

Her name was on it, as well as her title.

Practicing TCM Physician.

"Sir, don't look at me young, I have studied Chinese medicine with Master for many years, and I have obtained a Chinese medicine qualification."

"You can go to the clinic and give people medicine for medical treatment."

Hearing this, Song Feng was even more curious.

Compared with Western medicine, it takes a longer time to learn Chinese medicine, and some people may not be able to become an apprentice at the age of thirty or forty.

From the analysis of handwriting and the quality of medicinal materials, Huang Lao, the shopkeeper of this pharmacy, must be a senior Chinese medicine practitioner with great medical skills.

Asking the apprentice to help look after the store shows that Huang Lao is very sure of Xie Mengzhu's medical skills.

Moreover, Xie Mengzhu obtained the professional qualification of traditional Chinese medicine in his twenties, which is not simple.

Among the traditional Chinese medicine that Song Feng encountered, Xie Mengzhu can be said to be the youngest one.

And still a girl.

Even rarer.

Seeing that Song Feng always had a smile on his face and didn't say a word, Xie Mengzhu was puzzled, "Sir, are you here to see a doctor and buy medicine?" Don't get me wrong, I'm not urging you, I'm boiling medicine in the back, I can't leave for too long."

Song Feng smiled and said, "Miss Xie, can I ask, what kind of medicine is boiling in the back?"

Xie Mengzhu said casually: "What I cook in the back is Wuxing soup, which is specially designed to treat chest tightness and shortness of breath, and has the effect of nourishing the kidney and liver, and the several medicinal materials used in it are all suitable for the elderly."

Xie Mengzhu introduced the effects of the Five Elements Soup to Song Feng in depth.

Song Feng nodded from time to time.

He can't be sure what Xie Mengzhu's level of traditional Chinese medicine is now, but his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and prescriptions is definitely the most powerful among the young people Song Feng has seen.

"Miss Xie, you'd better go to the backyard right now and take a look, in another minute, the simmering fire will turn into a martial fire, once the fire is too big, it will seriously affect the effect of the Five Elements Soup."

"Oops!"

Xie Mengzhu slapped his forehead, and immediately turned around and rushed to the backyard.

Song Feng thought about it, walked out of the pharmacy, returned to the car, took out the key to open the car door, held the treasure he had just gotten in his hand, and returned to the pharmacy.

"Sir, thank you so much, if it weren't for your reminder, the Five Elements Soup would have been boiled."

"Oh my God!!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Mengzhu's two eyes almost popped out of his eyes, staring directly at Song Feng.

Song Feng smiled and said, "You shouldn't have such a thing in your store, right?"

"My God! Sir, where did you get it? How can it be so big?"

Xie Mengzhu swallowed hard and bent down to get out of the counter.

As if seeing a treasure, he stared at the object in Song Feng's hand.