In the afternoon, the two eldest ladies finally stopped their shopping plan.
It was probably because of Han Shuang that the two of them seemed slightly unhappy even when they were eating.
But that’s okay, I have other things on my mind and I no longer have the desire to go shopping.
On the way back from the shopping mall, I had to pass by the school and even Baozhitang Pharmacy.
I drove all the way and stopped in front of Baozhitang Pharmacy.
I was worried about the medicine.
After I parked the car, I quickly ran to the pharmacy before the eldest lady asked.
While running, I heard the eldest lady shouting from behind: "Ugly Su, have you forgotten the three chapters of the agreement?"
No matter where you go.
I have to report to the eldest lady.
When I think of this regulation, I feel a little sad.
But I didn't have time to reply, so I pushed open the glass door and stepped into the pharmacy.
It was already afternoon time, and Yang Yan was not in the mood to read behind the medicine cabinet.
Holding a book on pharmacology and feeling sleepy.
When I opened the door and the bell rang, she suddenly looked up and looked startled.
Then he sighed and said feebly: "It was you who scared me."
"I saw a ghost last night or had a nightmare and I'm in this state today" I joked.
Seeing Yang Yan's heart ached, it seemed as if she had really seen a ghost last night.
Yang Yan thought to herself, she didn't see any ghost last night, she just saw a nemesis.
I didn't know what Yang Yan was thinking, but I saw her rubbing her groggy eyes.
Then he asked me: "Why can't you wait to get the medicine?"
"Yeah."
I nodded, improved my strength, and listened to the old man saying that I must use that medicine.
I was only thinking about strength, and of course I was also thinking about medicine.
Yang Yan shook her head, quite speechless.
No more going to the back.
He just stood in front of the medicine cabinet and shouted feebly: "Grandpa Feng is here to get medicine.
Come out quickly."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door curtain was lifted, and Mr.
Feng walked out from behind with a smile on his face.
He held a brocade box in his hand, which was no more than the size of a palm.
After he saw me, he didn't say anything.
He just walked to the back of the medicine cabinet and silently took out a pack of medicine, and then placed it on the medicine cabinet.
Then he started to say to me: "The medicine is ready."
Then he opened the brocade box and saw two beads inside In other words, the fruits are one black and one white.
The white is crystal clear, as beautiful as a glass ball.
But the black one looks like a potato that has been burnt in a charcoal fire, which is a bit unsightly.
"These two are..."
I opened my mouth and looked at the two fruits in the brocade box.
I didn't understand what these things were.
When Mr.
Feng heard this, he looked a little surprised, and then he yelled: "You don't know what these two fruits are?"
"I wonder if it's weird?"
I muttered in my heart.
I think most people don't know.
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Listen to Mr.
Feng.
As if I had to know, isn't this really a burnt potato?
Mr.
Feng shook his head, looking quite puzzled.
Then I heard him explain: "These two are the fruits of Nirvana."
Two fruits of Nirvana I reached out and grabbed the two nirvana fruits and looked at them.
The white one was only slightly larger than the glass ball.
The black one is about the size of a table tennis ball.
How come there are two Nirvana fruits?
Which one is the real Nirvana fruit?
I raised my head and glanced at Mr.
Feng with some disdain, which made him look stunned.
I thought Mr.
Feng was setting a question to test me.
I thought that if I didn’t tell him about the prescription, he must be making things difficult for me.
I never thought that this idea just came into my mind.
I heard the old man saying in my mind: "Idiot, these two are the fruits of Nirvana."
How to say I asked confused.
I heard the old man explain: "The so-called Nirvana fruit can only be effective after Nirvana.
This fruit matures in three years.
After it matures, it will take another three years to wait for Nirvana.
Look at the big black fruit. , is the embryo before Nirvana, and the small, milky white and transparent one is the fruit after Nirvana.”
"Why don't we just take the small one?"
I kept thinking, and said with some force, "The medicine won't be effective until Nirvana.
What else will the fetus before Nirvana do?"
"So you are an idiot."
The old man sneered, his words full of sarcasm, and then he continued: "A fruit without a fetus.
It is useless to take it back.
This is why the Nirvana fruit is extremely rare.
It has a long growth cycle, and Picking is extremely difficult, and most farmers who don’t understand it won’t harvest the fruit, but if they just pick the fruit, no pharmacist will accept it, so most of these medicines are cultivated by themselves.”
After listening to the old man's explanation, I was relieved.
I curled my lips in my heart, but the movements of my hands were much gentler.
Two damn fruits cost two hundred thousand, and one fruit is worth one hundred thousand.
I have to handle it with care.
After putting the two fruits into the brocade box, I asked: "Mr.
Feng, how much does this medicine cost?"
I guessed it wouldn't be cheap, so I saw Mr.
Feng fiddling with the abacus quickly.
After it crackled, he turned around and smiled at me: "Boy.
No more, no less, exactly five hundred thousand."
I don’t think it’s too much, but half a million isn’t too much.
It shouldn’t be seven hundred thousand.
Why did it become half a million?
I thought to myself, and suddenly I slapped myself in the face.
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It's not good for you to turn 700,000 to 500,000, you idiot?
Listening to Mr.
Feng's calculation, I immediately grabbed the medicine and the box in my hands, for fear that Mr.
Feng would regret it.
The free hand was busy taking out the bank card from his pocket to pay.
Fortunately, Baozhitang supports credit cards.
These days, even a small restaurant can accept credit cards.
It's quite convenient.
I handed my bank card to Yang Yan, who quickly handled everything and then asked me to enter my password.
This time, half a million dollars went to my dear girl.
I walked out of Baozhitang holding the medicine and saw the eldest lady sitting in the car sulking.
I didn't care, threw the medicine into the car and drove back.
I heard the eldest lady suddenly snorted and asked me, "What were you doing just now?"
"I went to get the medicine, didn't you see it?"
I pointed to the medicine placed on the passenger seat.
The two eldest ladies were sitting in the back seat, but the passenger seat was empty at the moment.
After they saw the medicine I placed on the passenger seat, Chu Tianmei muttered, "Chinese medicine."
But Jing Jing's thoughts are much simpler or, in other words, much more direct.
When she opened her mouth, she screamed: "Brother-in-law, do you have some incurable disease?
Are you impotent or premature ejaculation?
Oh my god.
Seeing how good you are at beating, I thought you were ah."
Why do you sigh so much that it makes me feel like I'm really suffering from that disease?
I was speechless for a while and quickly explained: "It's not what you think."
"What's that like?"
Jing Jingjing pretended to be confused, with a rather cute look on her face.
I thought to myself that I had been tricked by this little girl again, so I immediately kept silent and continued to drive.
When I didn't say anything, it seemed that she had aroused her curiosity.
She came over and looked me up and down with squinting eyes, and then said with a strange smile: "Brother-in-law, your uncle is here and you need Chinese medicine for treatment."
"I'm older than your sister," I cursed in my mind and continued not to speak.
"Oh, my aunt's relatives are so annoying.
They come here once a month.
Jingjing is coming soon, but my aunt Jingjing's family is quite law-abiding and doesn't mess around."
"Pfft" Chu Tianmei sat in the back row, smiling with a blushing face.
This little girl really dares to say anything and is not reserved at all.
And no one will notice after we leave, in the drugstore.
Mr.
Feng was stunned for a moment and suddenly sighed.
"Grandpa Feng, what's the matter with sighing so loudly?"
Yang Yan asked in confusion.
Then I heard Mr.
Feng sigh again, and then said: "I took the prescription to the main hall."
"Then what?"
Yang Yan asked quickly.
In the main hall of Bao Zhitang, there are countless pharmacists, both Chinese and Western medicine.
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There are also pharmacists who are well-known throughout the country and even the world.
Yang Yan secretly thought that with them here, they would definitely be able to see the problem with the prescription.
Unexpectedly, Mr.
Feng just shook his head and said immediately: "No, even Mr.
Li couldn't figure out what this prescription was for.
It was just that Mr.
Wang said in a daze that this prescription seemed to be for advanced use."
"Advanced" Yang Yan didn't understand and asked: "What is advanced?"
"Martial artist advances."
Mr.
Feng is not a warrior, so naturally he doesn't understand.
But Lao Wang is a warrior and a pharmacist.
He understands this.
After thinking for a while, Mr.
Feng said again: "The main hall is going to send someone down soon.
Miss, look."
"I'm not going back."
Yang Yan immediately shook her head like a rattle.
Immediately, he threw himself on Mr.
Feng, hung him by the arm and shook him like a baby: "Grandpa Feng, you can drive them away when the time comes, so that they don't get involved in my affairs, okay?"
"Not good" Mr.
Feng made a bitter face and glanced at Yang Yan.
Although this little girl is quiet on weekdays, there are also times when she is eccentric, and she wants to play tricks.
How can these old guys be her opponents?
She immediately comforted her and said: "Miss, don't worry, they are not The people who came here to arrest you are just a few old guys who came here to study the prescription."
"That's good."
When Yang Yan heard this, she immediately let go of her hand and smiled slightly.
After a moment, he said with a grimace: "No, those old men will definitely report to my father.
I have to find a place to hide."
She wanted to say it was an old guy, but after thinking about it, she figured out that Mr.
Feng was one of those old guys, so she decided to forget it.
After pondering for a moment, she clapped her hands and said, "Grandpa Feng, please help me apply for admission."
When Mr.
Feng heard this, he was not too surprised.
This girl remembered it all the time.
On weekdays, several old men pampered her and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.
It was the same this time.
Mr.
Feng squinted his eyes and pretended to be helpless: "Tell me which school you want to go to."
"Of course it's a first-come-first-served school.
It's the No. 1 middle school."
Yang Yan smiled lightly, looking a bit like a villain after her plot succeeded
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