Song Ling suddenly blushed, pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "Lord Night, you can take some people to find a tailor embroidery shed! I'll take some people to the herb shop to make some pills to prevent plague, and finally meet at the largest pharmacy." ”

Chu Linyuan readily agreed, and immediately went to the tailor shop to find a tailor.

After Song Ling watched Chu Linyuan leave, he immediately led a group of people to the medicinal herb store, and Zhang Guanren also went with him, after all, Zhang Guanren was not worried about Song Ling alone.

Although there is isolation, but this medicinal material is also indispensable, Song Ling does not have much idea about how to cure it, but no matter what, with simple suppression, Song Ling will still do it.

At this time, the male yellow tung seed in the temple village pharmacy has been snatched up, and the people are burning the male yellow tong in their own place of residence, and they can rest assured that they can come after smoking it several times.

Chu Linyuan divided the soldiers behind him into two parts, one part went to buy wooden stakes alone, and the other part followed him to buy canopy materials, and everyone gathered at the west gate of the city.

Chu Linyuan led the soldiers into the tailor shop. As soon as I entered, I watched the people of the tailor shop smoke the house with realgar tung seeds.

When the people in the tailor's shop saw the Night King coming, their eyes were a little flustered, and they quickly got up and wiped their sleeves and said, "Grass people, meet the Night King"

Chu Linyuan waved his hand, and then said, "Does the shopkeeper have a canopy fabric as wide as the street?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly responded: "Some of them are in the warehouse, and the prince is waiting for the night prince." ”

The shopkeeper of the tailor shop and the shopkeeper hurriedly ran into the back room, but after a while, the shopkeeper of the tailor shop and the shopkeeper took out the canopy fabric rolled into a ball.

The shopkeeper of the tailor shop wiped the sweat from his face, and asked with shining eyes, "Lord Night, how is this?"

Chu Linyuan looked at the canopy fabric on the ground and nodded, Mo Yu saw the master nodding, and immediately took out the silver in his arms and gave it to the shopkeeper of the tailor shop.

The two soldiers carried the canopy fabric and followed Chu Linyuan to the west entrance of the city, and the soldiers who bought the stake also returned to the west entrance of the city.

Mo Yu picked up the stake and inserted it into the soil with all his strength, and after inserting them separately, the soldiers wrapped the canopy around the sides.

Pull it up and run to the west of the city, and when it is far enough to wrap around the stakes and fix it deeply, the simple canopy is ready

Chu Linyuan took the group to the largest pharmacy in the temple city and waited for Song Ling.

Song Ling and his entourage finished buying medicinal materials from other pharmacies and walked towards the largest pharmacy in Miaocheng, and Chu Linyuan and the others also happened to come over.

The group went in together, and when they entered, they saw that the corners of the shopkeeper's smiling mouth in the pharmacy were about to crack to the back of their heads!

One hand of silver and one hand of abacus, the abacus was still clanging, the shopkeeper listened to the voice and guessed that someone came in, and immediately said: "Guest officer, the male yellow tung is out of stock!"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he saw that the person had not left, and turned his head and said, "Eh, you .......... man."

When the shopkeeper saw Song Ling and his party clearly, his voice stopped abruptly, and the shopkeeper's eyes revealed a trace of fear, and he nodded and said, "Small, I've seen General Pingyuan, I've seen the Night King." ”

I didn't expect Chu Linyuan and Song Ling to come, which made the shopkeeper a little unbelievable, what did these two come to do here?

Song Ling looked at the shopkeeper, and didn't add much politeness, and said in a deep voice: "The shopkeeper wants all the quinoa, tiger head, realgar, podophyllus, Tianxiong, honey locust, turnip and other medicines, and we also trouble using your canopy." ”

"Good, good. The shopkeeper nodded like pounding garlic, and immediately said with a smile: "General Pingyuan........ this silver?"

Although there are Song Ling and Chu Linyuan in front of him, this silver is still indispensable, business is business, and not a penny can be missing.

When Song Ling heard this, he instantly cried and laughed, how could he be a fool of the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, General Pingyuan?

Immediately, Song Ling glanced at the shopkeeper and said coldly: "You can rest assured, I won't miss you a cent." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately smiled, and hurriedly instructed the medicine boy to find the Chinese medicine for Song Ling.

"But General Pingyuan, although I'm a businessman, if you need other medicinal herbs, I can also get a discount. ”

"After all, no matter what, now that the entire temple city is facing the threat of plague, I, as a businessman in the temple city, should more or less make a contribution to everyone. ”

"The amount is preferred, absolutely for you. Real deals. ”

The shopkeeper spoke, his eyes full of slyness.

When Song Ling heard this, he snorted coldly in his heart and said bluntly: "No need, Zhang Guanren will give money." ”

At this time, Zhang Guanren heard Song Ling's words, and immediately gave the silver in his arms to the shopkeeper, with some disgust in his eyes.

Now that the national crisis is at hand, I didn't expect that this shopkeeper is still a person who sees money.

If the shopkeeper had accidentally contracted the plague, he would not have saved the shopkeeper.

And after the shopkeeper got the golden ingot, his eyes were full of obsession, and he hurriedly took a bite, only to find that everyone was looking at him.

The shopkeeper was also thick-skinned, and he still smiled dryly and put the gold ingots in his sleeve.

In the middle of the sound, Song Ling saw that after the medicine boy loaded the medicine, he took the spoon, put the medicinal materials in the tube, and crushed it!

The medicine boy also crushed the medicinal herbs with a scoop on the side.

But crushing medicinal herbs is very exhausting, and Song Ling has only been crushing for a short time, and he is already sweating, and the sweat on his forehead is dripping down his hair

Chu Linyuan had been standing beside Song Ling, looking at Song Ling who was sweating profusely, he was a little distressed, and hurriedly got up and asked, "Do you need the king's help?"

Song Ling shook his head, this crushing has a degree, if the crushing is excessive, the medicinal herbs will lose some of their medicinal effect!

Moreover, Chu Linyuan himself was not healed, how could he ask him for help?

And Zhang Guanren didn't do anything, let alone let Chu Linyuan do it.

In the past tea time, Song Ling had already finished grinding all the medicinal herbs, and asked those soldiers to add the ground medicinal powder to honey and sift it into the size of soap, so that a pill could be burned on the bed at night, which would have the effect of preventing the plague.

But it is only a prevention, not a cure.

Song Ling picked up the pill he had made improvised and sniffed it carefully, only then was he satisfied, this was what he wanted.

"Shopkeeper, pen and paper. Song Ling said without hesitation, and as soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately nodded and glanced at the medicine boy on the side.

And the medicine boy immediately understood, took the pen and ink and walked out.

Song Ling wrote a few drug names on it, then handed them to the soldiers on the side, and said:

"You immediately go to the major pharmacies in the temple city and collect all the medicines for this general, remember that there is nothing left. ”