Yue Qingran covered her mouth and snickered, amused by the pair of living treasures and grandchildren; He looked at some of the herbs he hadn't seen on the ground, and asked the doubts in his heart, "Grandpa, are these all herbs?" Why haven't I seen it before? ”

Yue Qingran bought so many things at once, and the old man was willing to say a few more words, "Girl, you don't know this?" ”

Seeing her shake her head, the old man straightened up and pointed to the medicinal herbs, this is the dried purple grass, this is the phoenix flower, this is the orchid cory, and the qionglin grass ......"

Yue Qingran frowned and listened carefully, these were all things she had never heard of in modern times, let alone seen them, and looked at the old man with a little suspicion, "Grandpa, this shouldn't be all nonsense from you, right?" ”

The old man blew his beard angrily and glared, and took out a worn-out book from the basket on the side, "No, see for yourself!" ”

Yue Qingran stretched out her hand and took it, "Tiangang Baicao Lu"? ”

The old man took off the wine gourd hanging on the cane, opened the lid and poured two sips, then smacked his lips.

The little bell stepped forward and hurriedly said to Yue Qingran: "This is my grandfather's baby, although he is only a barefoot doctor's medical skills, but grandpa knows thousands of herbs, and this "Tiangang Baicao Lu" is the posthumous work of the ghost medicine saint, and there are only two original books in the world. ”

Yue Qingran flipped through a few pages, her eyes were full of light, and before she could turn the next page, the book was snatched away.

Her eyes moved with the old man's movements, and she hurriedly flattered her: "Grandpa, you-"

The old man hurriedly stopped, "Stop!" This book is not borrowed or sold! ”

Yue Qingran clasped her hands together and pleaded, "Grandpa, you can sell it to me, you say a price, and I will raise money." ”

The old man was unmoved, "The money will not be changed." ”

Yue Qingran choked, even if she changed, she didn't have it, her eyes rolled slightly, she gave the little bell a look, and begged for help.

The little bell tugged at the old man's hem and kept dangling, "Grandpa, isn't there a copy of the Baicao Lu that you copied at home?" You can't bear this original book, you can sell the copy to your sister, isn't this the best of both worlds? ”

The old man knocked on the little bell's head with a chestnut, "You guy who eats inside and out, what's wrong with copying?" How many days and nights did I work so hard to get that? What to sell? I dig two more strains of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to feed our grandfather? ”

The little bell looked at Yue Qingran, and spread her hand helplessly, saying that she couldn't help.

Yue Qingran thought for a while, "Then it's okay to borrow me to copy, right?" I don't take it with me, I'll copy it here. ”

Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, Yue Qingran thought about it and took out a silk handkerchief from his waist, gradually opened it, and a familiar golden hairpin appeared in front of him, and handed the golden hairpin to the old man, "This is my mother's golden hairpin, I have always kept it, counting the herbs I want, I will copy it with you here, until the end of the book, I can also help you and the little bell to see the stall here, plus this golden hairpin and the gems on it should be enough, if you don't want the golden hairpin, you make a price, I will bring the silver money next time to redeem it." ”

This golden hairpin was recaptured by Yue Qingran in the hands of Yue Ling'er at that time, and it was a birthday gift from the original owner's father to her mother, which was very commemorative, she never took it out, she wanted to leave a thought for the original owner and Yue Hongle, but now, she knew that if she didn't convince the old man in front of her, she might miss it.

I can only endure the pain of love, and I only hope that it will be redeemed in the future.

Seeing that his grandfather wanted to refuse and welcome, the little bell rolled his eyes, "How many taels of silver can this hairpin be exchanged for?" After picking up so much money in vain, I don't know what to be happy with in my heart? Don't just give it back to my sister! ”

Seeing that the little bell was about to come over and grab the hairpin, the old man hurriedly turned around, turned his back and quietly took a bite, seeing that the golden hairpin was extremely beautiful, he carefully put the golden hairpin into the cloth bag, "A word is decided, I will borrow you to copy it here!" ”

The little bell looked at Yue Qingran proudly, and his little eyes were extremely cunning. "Then I'll buy pen and paper for my sister!"

The old man shook his head, "Tut-tut, the girl is not staying!" ”

Yue Qingran said funny, "She's still a child!" ”

"I'm going to be nine years old, big girl."

Yue Qingran looked at herself, the little bell is a big girl, so what is she? Old girl?

The old man poured another sip of sake and waved his hand to Yue Qingran, "Girl, you are here to show me the stall, the price will be seen by yourself, and I will go around twice." ”

The old man held the cloth bag in one hand and the gourd crutch in the other, and left contentedly, smiling, "The stinky girl's dowry has ......"

Yue Qingran smiled helplessly, looked up at the direction of Lingpu Tower, and touched the empty waist, "It seems that I have no chance with you this time." ”

I picked up Baicaolu again and looked at it as if no one was around.

At this time, there was a private room————

The man's slender fingers tapped on the windowsill, supporting his head with one hand, overlooking the crowd, his movements were elegant and lazy!

"Haven't people come yet?"

"Back to Gongzi, the people in the dark came back and said-"

"Say what?"

"It is said that Miss Yue has a golden hairpin at the evil old man's medicine stall, and now people are there to show the evil old man."

Aren't the two people who are talking Chu Junmo and Mu Tong, who else can there be?

"What?" Chu Junmo was a little surprised, "Let's go, go and have a look." ”

"Yes!"

Yue Qingran's painting skills can only be regarded as average, after carefully recording the name, characteristics and functions of the herbs, he carefully copied one stroke at a time, but if there is a mistake, he will start all over again.

The little bell sat obediently on the side, and also picked up the pen to learn from her appearance and paint seriously.

Yue Qingran raised her head, stretched her waist widely, moved her sore neck, and couldn't help laughing when she saw the little bell getting the ink all over, "Why did you become like this?" ”

Little Bell raised her head ignorantly, felt her nose sour, raised her hand and rubbed it, "What's wrong with me?" ”

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! The little bell has become a dirty bell. ”

"Ahem!" Chu Junmo's coughing interrupted the two, "It seems that it's only been a while, and it's been a good time." ”

Yue Qingran withdrew her hand that was playing with the little bell, and when she saw that it was Chu Junmo, she withdrew her smile.

The little bell propped up her head, looked at Chu Junmo and then at Yue Qingran, "Sister, who is this brother?" Is it your sister-in-law? ”

"Ahem!" Yue Qingran was so shocked that she coughed, and met Chu Junmo's eyes, her face turned red, but fortunately, it was covered by a mask, and it was not so obvious.

Yue Qingran was still thinking about how to explain the relationship between the two to Xiao Ling, but she didn't think that Chu Junmo's voice came faintly: "She wants to be beautiful!" ”