Normally, although Peng Yizhen didn't like this kid, he never thought of arguing with him. But today, Peng Yizhen felt really unhappy and couldn't help but said angrily: "Hey, Dong Why did the butler condescend to come to my little shop to buy medicinal materials? It’s so beautiful..."
This attitude made Dong Ping, who had always been sought after by others, furious.
"Don't give me weird nonsense. Do you sell medicinal materials? If you sell them, quickly weigh them and package them for me. You have nothing to do, but I am very busy. I don't have time to chat with you. If you don't sell, I will leave. Alright..." Dong Ping said impatiently.
Peng Yizhen's anger started to rise. He had long been displeased with the boy's arrogance, not to mention what kind of medicine he had in his hand now. Hum, Mr. Dong, Mr. Dong will be nothing in the future...
"Not for sale" he said with a glare.
Dong Ping was stunned. He didn't expect to be rejected. He immediately lowered his face and said, "Peng Yizhen, how do you do business?"
"This is my business. I can sell my medicine to whoever I want. What's wrong?" Peng Yizhen sat down on the chair and said nonchalantly with his legs crossed.
Dong Ping had never received such treatment before, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"You...you...no wonder your medicine store can't open up..." he said, "Even if you throw your medicine on the street, no one will pick it up..."
Peng Yizhen sighed, and just as he was about to speak, he saw two people peeking their heads outside the door.
"Excuse me, is this Peng's Medicine Store?" one of them asked with a smile on his face.
"Yes." Peng Yizhen replied quietly.
The two people outside the door were not scared away by his attitude. Instead, they stepped in with smiles on their faces and looked around in the lobby with their four eyes chattering.
Peng Yizhen squeaked, "What are you looking at? What are you doing?"
"Buy medicine." The two said in unison.
Dong Ping and Peng were stunned for a moment.
"Buy medicine?" Peng Yizhen glanced at the medicine bag in front of him. Forget it, he couldn't use these medicines himself. If he could sell some, he would make some money. So he quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and used his business to He asked with the proper attitude, "What do the two guests want?"
The two men smiled and asked, "What do you have here?"
You're not here to have fun, are you? Peng Yizhen's face darkened again, while Dong Ping laughed.
Seeing that Peng Yizhen was unhappy, the two of them quickly apologized and pointed at the empty medicine cabinet.
"No, this master..." they said politely and respectfully, "This... this... I don't know what else is there?"
Peng Yizhen snorted and kicked the medicine bag at his feet, "What's there? It's all here. What do you want for yourself..."
Before he finished speaking, the two men's eyes lit up at the same time and they rushed over.
"We want it all," they shouted, "we all want it..."
Peng Yizhen and Dong Ping were both shocked. What was this? A robbery in broad daylight. . . . .
"Shopkeeper, I wonder if this money is enough?" One of them quickly took out a bag.
A bag full of heavy silver. . . . .
Dong Ping was dumbfounded, but Peng Yizhen came to his senses at this moment. His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the two strangers in front of him.
"Not enough." He grabbed the sack at his feet from the hands of the two men and said with a smile.
this. . . . Dong Ping was a little angry as to what this guy was packing. This bag of silver only had one hundred taels of silver. Your bag, which does not weigh more than fifty kilograms, must be filled with wild ginseng. It was not enough. . . . .
"Sir..." The man shook his hand, revealing a golden color inside.
Peng Yizhen's eyes widened instantly, and Dong Ping on the side also saw it, and opened his mouth in a very inconspicuous manner.
How is this going
"Sir..." The man put the money bag away and handed it over again, "I hope you will show your respect, sir. We are Luzhou Ruisheng Medicine Shed..."
Reward for face? Dong Ping felt that he must be dreaming. Someone was holding a hundred taels of gold. Note that it was gold, not silver. He bought a bag of less than a hundred kilograms of medicinal materials without even looking at the medicinal materials inside, and said that he would like a favor. . . . . .
To give someone gold is to reward someone with face. What's more terrible is that this someone is Peng Yizhen, a stupid and thick doctor from a small county town.
I must be dreaming, Dong Ping rubbed his face.
Liu Gong. . . . . So, word has gotten out. . . .
Peng Yizhen endured his beating heart and took the money bag with trembling hands. Gold, it was the first time in his life that he had seen so much gold. . . . . .
"Excuse me..." Another voice came from outside the door, and three people stepped in at the same time. The respectful smiles on their faces froze when they saw the medicine bags held in the hands of the two people.
"Sir," they walked over quickly and looked at Peng Yizhen and asked eagerly, "Sir, do you still have any medicine?"
Peng Yizhen was holding the bag of gold in his hand. He was already a little dumbfounded. Hearing this, he grinned and pointed to the back hall.
"Yes, yes..." He murmured, "In the warehouse..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the three people raising their feet and rushing into the back hall. The two people who had already picked up a bag looked at each other, picked up the medicine bag and rushed in after them. . . . . .
This is not true. . . Dong Ping suddenly raised his hand and pinched his face, which hurt. . He grinned.
"I said, Lao Peng..." He cautiously wanted to ask, but he heard chaotic footsteps coming from outside the door again.
No way? Dong Ping cast his eyes toward the door in disbelief. . . . . . .
"Wait a minute, don't steal it from anyone." Peng Yizhen woke up like a sleeping cow and roared. He raised his hand high, "This is not how I sell my medicine... Give me all the medicine." Move, listen to my bidding."
When the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Peng's Medicine Store, the noise in the lobby had passed, and the messy tables and chairs were already swaying here and there.
Dong Ping stood in a corner, looking down at the pieces of Zhibaizhu in his hand in confusion, and suddenly wanted to cry. . . . . .
"Something happened..." Dong Ping murmured, "Something big happened..."
He held tightly the pieces of Zhibaizhu that he had snatched during the chaos and rushed out of Peng's Medicine Store. He even forgot to sit in the carriage and ran out of the city.
Gu Shiba Niang, who was the instigator of everything that happened here, did not know. The family worked non-stop day and night. After changing two horses, they finally saw the city gate of Jiankang.
"Eighteen Mother, the wind is blowing..." Mrs. Cao stretched out her hand to wrap her daughter's cloak tightly, and followed her daughter's line of sight and looked over, "What are you looking at?"
Shrouded in the mist of early winter, the city that gradually became clearer came towards us with a majestic momentum.
Jiankang, I'm back again, Gu Shiba Niang thought silently in her heart, her hands wrapped in a dark green cloak clenched tightly.