At this moment, Lin Qinghen looked at the sky which was getting darker and darker, feeling a little helpless.
No one has come yet, which is really boring, so he just sang a little song, trying to really bring good luck, but the result was the opposite of what he expected.
The main reason was that there was really not enough time. He could only wait for another quarter of an hour at most before he had to meet the garbage truck.
Even though it was free, no one came. The main reason was that the location was really remote, and Lin Qinghen didn't dare to make too much noise in this area to attract people.
Not to mention that other small vendors were eyeing him covetously and were somewhat trying to exclude him as a newcomer. There were simply too many Lin family members in Dongtian Mansion. After all, they were the top family in the spiritual world. It was no exaggeration to say that they had hundreds of thousands of spiritual masters under their command, and these people gathered in Dongtian Mansion.
Just a moment ago, he had seen several people with Lin family badges hanging around their waists walking by. Even if he couldn't sell the medicine, Lin Qinghen didn't want to be recognized by anyone.
He was still far from being able to expose himself, especially in front of the Lin family.
In the last quarter of an hour, Lin Qinghen was hungry and poor. He felt around his body and took out a bag of dried meat.
This was the reserve food he made half a month ago. He took it with him when he went out today. After all, he was too poor to have money to eat out.
There were meat patties originally, but when I went out, I fed most of them to the black-skinned elephants in a hurry. Now only dried meat can satisfy my hunger.
Lin Qinghen squatted there chewing, mentally prepared to sell every bottle today, oh no, not be able to give any away, and suddenly he felt as if something was staring at him.
He looked around and saw no one.
But the feeling of being stared at still existed, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
As the night deepened, the light at the stall dimmed. With the help of the light from the inn, Lin Qinghen found... uh, a black puppy at his feet
This thing really looks like a puppy. It is very small, only the size of a palm, and is covered with fur, like a round black ball of fur. Its eyes are also round, like glass beads, hidden in the night. No wonder Lin Qinghen didn't notice when it came.
Looking closely, I saw a collar hanging on the puppy. It looked like it was being kept by someone and must have escaped accidentally.
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on its body, and Lin Qinghen was not afraid of it. He reached out and touched its little head, and it was indeed as soft as marshmallow.
"Where's your master?"
The puppy did not run away after he touched it. Instead, it looked at him and made barking sounds. Lin Qinghen looked at the dog's gaze and felt that it was not looking at him, but at the dried meat in his hand.
You must be hungry.
No wonder he was staring at me and refused to leave.
Lin Qinghen is quite good at making dried meat. He learned it from his fellow villagers when he was in the village in his previous life. It is unique in this world and very fragrant. No wonder it attracts dogs.
No one has come for such a long time, and it’s just a dog, so it’s okay for Lin Qinghen to share some of the things with it.
"Okay, then you'll be my first customer." He said to himself.
He casually fed the puppy a few pieces of dried meat.
Unexpectedly, this palm-sized dog is such a big eater. It quickly finished the four or five pieces of dried meat that Lin Qinghen gave it. After eating, it became even more excited, circling around Lin Qinghen's feet, barking, and wanted more.
"Your master won't abandon you because you eat too much, will he?" Lin Qinghen poked the puppy's nose. "Those pieces of jerky are almost as big as you. Aren't you full?"
Black ball puppy: "Woof woof woof!"
Lin Qinghen was helpless. He thought that he had to close the stall and go back anyway, and he had no time to help it find an owner, so he decided to give it all the dried meat so that it could at least eat its fill.
Just then, he heard a voice coming from afar.
"Xiaobao! So you are here. I finally found you."
A young girl came running over from the other side of the street. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was wearing pink and white clothes and had a long ponytail. The tassels in her hair jingled, making her look cute and elf-like.
The puppy was quickly picked up by her and humped twice in the girl's arms, appearing to be affectionate.
Looks like it has found its owner.
Having accomplished one thing today, Lin Qinghen was just about to close his stall, ending a day without making a penny. The puppy saw him leaving and suddenly became unwilling. It jumped around in the girl's arms and tried to bite the corner of Lin Qinghen's clothes.
"Hmm?" The girl was also puzzled. She pushed the dog back and blocked Lin Qinghen's way. "Why is it so attached to you? I've raised Xiaobao for half a year, but it doesn't like me so much?"
"Just now I saw it was hungry, so I fed it some dried meat," Lin Qinghen took out a piece of dried meat and gave it to her. "I originally wanted it to be eaten by myself, but I didn't expect it to like it."
Sure enough, as soon as the dried meat was taken out, the puppy raised its head to bite it, and finished eating the dried meat after a while.
“Wow!” The girl looked a little surprised. “I usually feed it some fine spiritual things, but it never likes it this much. So who is it, the vendor, give me more… No, no, no, I won’t take advantage of you, just sell me a few more bags.”
Lin Qinghen: "Miss, you are wrong. I don't sell dried meat, I sell medicine."
He pointed solemnly at the sign on the stall.
"Hemostatic powder?" The girl curled her lips. "This stuff is everywhere. What else are you selling? Look at you, you are so stubborn. Anyway, it costs money. Whatever you sell doesn't matter."
Lin Qinghen corrected her subconsciously out of pride for his product: "My hemostatic powder is different from others..."
"Oh!" The girl glared at him, "Just tell me, how much jerky do you have?"
Lin Qinghen took out the small bag from his pocket. There weren't many left, maybe five or six.
When the girl saw it, she took the small cloth bag, picked up a bottle of hemostatic powder from his stall, and stuffed a chip as thin as a cicada's wing into his hand.
This chip feels warm to the touch. It is made of compressed spirit stone ore and has a spirit seal engraved on it. It cannot be fake. Its function here is equivalent to that of paper money, and one chip is worth 1,000 spirit baht.
"I'll buy your medicine and the jerky will be included. Is that ok?"
Lin Qinghen was stunned for a moment: "...That's fine."
"But my medicine is not that expensive," Lin Qinghen thought for a moment and said to her seriously, "I'm doing a promotion right now, it's free."
"I have money, I won't just take things from others, you keep it," the girl waved her hand, "just think of it as a deposit for next time, or as a thank you for taking care of Xiaobao for a while. If Xiaobao doesn't get tired of eating, I'll come back tomorrow, will you come here to set up a stall again in the future?"
Lin Qinghen paused, seemed a little hesitant, and finally nodded.
The girl who got the answer seemed to be in a hurry to do something, and she jumped away with the dog in her arms.
Lin Qinghen looked at the time and thought that it was time for him to close his stall and return to the Lin family as soon as possible.
I didn't expect that what was sold today was dried meat, and the pills were just a side dish. While Lin Qinghen was sorting them out, he found it quite interesting.
What he didn't expect was that the person who had been sitting in the room above his head and listening to him talk was also somewhat amused by the ending.
Yin Jiuxiao originally thought that this little idiot at the foot of the wall was lucky today. He finally had a customer come, but he was still stupid and dazed when selling things.
The other person was clearly interested in the dried meat, but he insisted on selling him the hemostatic powder that no one wanted. After he gave him the money, he emphasized that it was free, as if he was afraid that others would not know.
His interest should have stopped after Lin Qinghen closed his stall.
It's just a little entertainment on a boring afternoon. It will be forgotten tomorrow and there will be no follow-up.
But what he heard next really surprised Yin Jiuxiao, and this unexpected entertainment continued.
“I didn’t notice the lace pattern on the dog’s neck at first, but later when there was a little more light, I noticed it… and the dark pattern on the clothes, it turned out to be someone from Fuxin Hall.
Judging from the marks on her hands and the smell on the dog, she must be an alchemist. If my pills fall into her hands, I wonder if she will throw them away. But, what if? "The little crow at the foot of the wall muttered to himself, "I don't know if this is a good thing. Never mind. Let's just do our best and leave the rest to fate."
Someone who can recognize a person's identity after just a few glances is definitely not a stupid person.
It turns out that this little crow is not really stupid.
At this moment, Lin Qinghen had packed up his things and was ready to leave. He seemed to have heard the clicking sound of the Black-Armored Elephant's horseshoes falling to the ground.
But when he passed by the door of the inn, he was stopped by someone. It was a boy-like man, probably a worker of the inn. He glanced at him and called him to stop.
"Were you the one selling the hemostatic powder there just now?"
Lin Qinghen hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"My customer heard you hawking and asked you, is your hemostatic powder still free?"
Lin Qinghen: "I've already said that, of course it's free, does he want it?"
The servant nodded.
Then he took out a bottle from the package and handed it to him. The servant took the medicine and turned around and went back. Before leaving, he muttered, "Really, there's nothing good about free stuff. Don't use it to get sick."
Lin Qinghen glanced up at the inn and wondered who had heard his hawking.
It can also be considered as... fate
Well, he sold two bottles today and earned one thousand, which seems not bad.
So Lin Qinghen, who was content with what he had, left happily.
The garbage truck had arrived at the intersection at this time and picked up Lin Qinghen on the way. The group walked towards the back door of the Lin family, preparing to go back.
Yin Jiuxiao, who was staying in the inn, also received the so-called "best hemostatic powder in the spiritual world" for free from the inn's servant.
Lin Qinghen didn't know that at this moment, besides himself, it was the first time that someone opened the bottle and took a close look at his medicine.
Then, Yin Jiuxiao was stunned for a while and muttered something in a low voice.
"I didn't lie. It is indeed the best hemostatic powder."
Little Crow probably hasn't asked anyone to carefully test the grade of this medicine, and he probably doesn't have any relevant testing experience, otherwise he would never sell this thing so easily.
Because what Yin Jiuxiao held in his hand was a unique, unconventional four-star hemostatic powder.