For Muang, the prodigal tenant and the spoken guard were just boring interludes, which she soon threw behind her head.

After another stroll with Xiaobao, Moe's footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a store called "Chen Ji Pharmacy”.

As soon as Bao raised his head, he saw his mother looking at a busy young man in the pharmacy with a touch of trance and tenderness in her eyes.

“Mother?” Baby couldn't help but hold on to Moe's hand. "Want some medicine? ”

Mu Yan shook his head: “Bao, that brother in there once did a big favor for his mother. Let's go in and thank him, okay? ”

Xiaobao heard the news, immediately Zheng focused, “Xiaobao repaid the mother's favor. ”

Mu Yan couldn't help laughing and walked into the pharmacy with Bao.

This is a very small pharmacy with only medicines, not even a bottle of Xuan medicine.

The owner of the store was also the only young man Muay had just looked over.

He only saw his face depressed, his eyelids swollen, his mind seemed distracted, and even Moo-yan came in, he didn't notice.

Muang walked to the counter and tapped gently.

The shop owner suddenly woke up and shook up. “Sir, what kind of medicine are you buying? ”

Instead of answering his words, Muang asked himself, "Are you selling this shop? ”

Announcements of sale are posted outside the pharmacy.

But this bulletin has been posted for almost half a month, and no one has ever bought it. Occasionally both came to inquire, heard his terms, snorted at him, cursed him of his dreams.

The owner laughed, and he didn't even think Muay could buy the store.

“Without concealing the girl, I did want to sell the store, but I didn't accept the gold and silver bargain. ”

“Oh, not gold and silver, what do you want? ”

“I… I need a Xuan medicine that can treat madness.” When he said that, the shop owner himself was blushing and feeling uncomfortable.

Although his shop is ancestral, it is remote and has no source of goods, so it can be said that there is no profit at all.

And the medicine he asked for was hundreds of thousands of gold coins that he didn't necessarily buy.

So everyone who sees the bulletin and asks, when they hear his terms, can't help laughing and scolding at his shamelessness.

The owner of the shop was prepared to greet Muyan's fury.

But who knows, there's a crisp voice in her ear, “Okay, I'll take the deal. ”

“Girl, it doesn't matter if you don't accept, wait... wait! What did you just say?” The owner glanced at me so hard that I couldn't believe it.

Mu Yan smiled softly, “I think I've made myself clear enough. I'll give you the Xuan medicine to treat the madness, you transfer this store to me! ”

The young man across the street, who kept his mouth shut for half a day, couldn't even say a word.

Moo-yan flipped her wrist, and a jade white porcelain bottle appeared in her hand, and she slowly said, “Can't you believe I took out the Xuan medicine you asked for? It's okay, you can try it first. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

After that, without waiting for the youth to react, he turned around and left.

Leaving the young man alone in the shop, holding the porcelain bottle he left behind, he struggled with a splendor. Half a day later, he finally bit his teeth and closed the store door, flying towards the backyard.

The young man's face still flashes as he leaves his eyes.

In her previous life, she met the owner of this shop in a mass grave in Haunted Market.