The Mongolian medicine merchant was wearing a woolen waistcoat with a navy blue jacket inside, and a string of red beads hanging around his neck, his skin was dark, and he didn't know whether he was wearing too thick clothes or had been busy with his goods, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was black and bright in the sun.

His horse looked dull and chewed on hay, and the medicine merchant was gray and abrupt, as if he had traveled a long way.

"How do you sell this herb?"

This medicine merchant only had two carts of medicinal herbs, because of the continuous rain a few days ago, he covered it with a layer of oilcloth, and now he was laboriously tearing them off, as soon as he heard Su Yuanyuan's clear voice, he stopped his movements and turned back vigilantly.

The impression he left when he saw Su Yuanyuan at first sight was that she was a delicate and beautiful Central Plains woman.

The pharmacist's eyes looked at Su Yuanyuan, and then at Qingyi, who was standing behind Su Yuanyuan.

"You buy medicinal herbs?"

He looked at Su Yuanyuan, In his stereotype, the doctors of the Central Plains are all middle-aged men with goatees, and such a beautiful female doctor is really very rare.

Su Yuanyuan nodded slightly, but his eyes looked directly at the medicinal herbs in his carriage over the medicine merchant.

The herbs were exposed to the sun, and the color looked like it was this year, "Can I take a closer look?" ”

She tentatively asked the pharmacist, just looking at it is not comprehensive, and it needs to be carefully inspected to see if it is a good medicinal material this year.

That pharmacist does not have a fixed pharmacy to accept his medicinal materials, these days he has been suppressed by those big pharmacies at low prices, these days and coincidentally encountered a rainy day, if these herbs are not sold, I am afraid it will be bad in his hands, he is now worried about this matter, seeing that Su Yuanyuan understands this, he hurriedly took a step back to give Su Yuanyuan a seat.

As long as these medicinal materials can be sold, the price will be low, and it will be better than ending up with nothing to lose this year.

With his consent, Su Yuanyuan dared to step forward and pull out a small amount of medicinal materials to taste.

The herbs are all fresh, and some of the herbs are still stained with soil on their roots, apparently just dug up this year, and if they were from last year, after a year of sedimentation, let alone the soil on the roots, even the herbs have long been dried.

"Can you give me all the herbs in this car? The price is negotiable. ”

Being able to encounter such a good medicinal material, Su Yuanyuan really didn't want to miss it, she hadn't encountered a good medicinal material for more than ten days, and her mentality had already exploded, this time even if she spent a little more money, she had to take it down.

But she didn't expect that the Mongolian pharmacist was not surprised when she heard that Su Yuanyuan was going to win them all, but was surprised.

"You're right, right? All wanted? ”

Su Yuanyuan snorted, looking at the pharmacist's reaction, did he not want to sell it to her?

A bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart, she had also encountered good medicinal materials before, but those pharmacists had maliciously raised the price with their medicinal materials, and Su Yuanyuan was also afraid that this situation would happen again, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

But when she learned that Mongolian pharmacists only needed eighty percent of the price of other pharmacists, she was shocked and didn't know what to say for a while.

It turned out that the Mongol tribe had changed its leader last year, and the new wolf king was warlike after taking office, and in just a few months, he started disputes with many tribes.

The Mongols are nomadic people, and they have no food at all, and famine breaks out in most places.

He worked hard to protect these medicinal herbs, and the whole family was counting on him to sell them for money to live.

Su Yuanyuan has always lived in the city of Fly Mountain, and she doesn't know anything about the outside world, she only knows that the people who suffer the most in the war are the people, she looked at the folds on the pharmacist's face because of sorrow, and she felt a little unbearable, and finally gave a decent price, she would not lose, and the pharmacist would not be unprofitable, and both parties could accept it.

She asked the pharmacist to deliver the herbs to the pharmacy in the south of the city, and someone inside would pick him up to help unload the goods.

The Mongolian medicine merchant has been deceived by the merchants of Daqi in the past few days, and he is very grateful to Su Yuanyuan in his heart for meeting such a frank and sincere buyer as Su Yuanyuan.

He quickly picked up the old horse that was grazing, and drove the horse slowly towards the south of the city with another coachman, his figure became rickety due to the pressure of life, but at this moment his pace was unusually brisk.

Su Yuanyuan solved the problem of medicinal materials, and his heart was also full of joy, but when he was about to go home, he suddenly stopped.

Kiyoichi felt strange and followed his gaze.

Outside a post station, a caravan was resting.

There were only three wagons in their ranks, but there were nearly twenty people parked around.

The man at the head was wearing a dark brown slanted coat, and at first glance, the style was simple, but if you looked closely, it was very different from the clothes worn by the people of Daqi on weekdays.

The clothes were like Mongolian clothes, and the most important thing was that his chest was embroidered with patterns that Su Yuanyuan couldn't understand.

He took the scroll as if to register these people so that they could stay at the inn.

But his steps were extremely big, and Su Yuanyuan could vaguely see the knife hidden in his waist.

She exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes full of surprise, but the person turned his head to look at Su Yuanyuan as if he was aware of Su Yuanyuan's gaze.

Fortunately, Qing Yi's action was fast, and as soon as he grabbed Su Yuanyuan, he dragged her to the side of the carriage full of goods, and the two squatted at the wheel, observing the situation on the opposite side through the hole above.

The man's hair was thick and curly, with many small braids, his face was on the large side, his cheeks were a plateau red from the perennial rays of the sun, and his eyes were fierce, and he looked around with = puzzlement, and only after seeing nothing suspicious did he let down his guard and strode into the door of the inn.

After Su Yuanyuan dodged the cold knife-like gaze, he gasped for breath as if he had survived the catastrophe.

That group of people is the Mongols, and besides, their carriage should not be loaded with goods, what kind of goods three carriages need more than 20 people to escort?

Moreover, the man at the head is not like an ordinary businessman at all, his eyes are like falcons in the sky, and the fierceness in his eyes cannot be pretended.

She and Qing Yiyi avoided the group of people and left from the other direction, on the way back, Su Yuanyuan didn't think right, and somehow, he always felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

She hasn't been to the shop for the past few days, and Jiang Wenzheng went home directly in the evening.

Su Yuanyuan prepared the meal, sat on the stool and waited quietly, as soon as he saw a tall figure at the door, Su Yuanyuan immediately got up to greet him.

She told Jiang Wenzheng about the strange man she met during the day today, and when she heard Su Yuanyuan describe that those people were Mongolians, Jiang Wenzheng's hand hidden in his cuffs subconsciously clenched into fists.

(End of chapter)