Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Many herb collectors wearing backpacks were chatting in low voices with the staff in the partitions.

"You two, please go this way."

The boy led Ye Yuxi and the two of them to an empty wooden partition. He first bowed to Ye Yuxi and the other two, and then bowed to the middle-aged man inside the wooden partition.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, these two are here to sell medicinal materials. Could you please identify them?" the boy reported respectfully.

The middle-aged man at the other end of the table slowly opened his eyes and waved casually, "I know, let's go down."

Shopkeeper Zhao was very impressive, but the boy didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. He reached out and pulled off the white towel from his shoulders, put it on the wooden table, and then turned around and left.

Ye Yuxi raised her eyes slightly, white towel?

This thing is usually carried by the waiters in teahouses and restaurants. This is the first time that the waiters in the drug store carry this.

"You two, what medicinal materials have you brought? Take them out and take a look." Shopkeeper Zhao casually put the white towel beside his hand and looked at Hanwa.

Most of the herb collectors who come here carry similar backpacks, which have almost become an iconic item.

This is also the reason why the two strong men dared to make things difficult for Ye Yuxi and Hanwa at the door just now.

"Okay." When Hanwa saw shopkeeper Zhao asking him to get something, Hanwa put down the backpack rudely, reached out and took out a tiger head and put it on the wooden table with a thud, "How much do you give me for this. "

You could hear the obvious excitement in Hanwa's voice, but he didn't forget the four words on the plaque at the entrance, please don't make any noise.

I deliberately lowered my voice when asking the price.

Unexpectedly, when shopkeeper Zhao saw Hanwa taking out a tiger head, his face suddenly dropped, "You two, are you kidding me? This is the Immortal Medicine Pavilion. We don't collect all the junk. If you don't have anything decent, Things, please take them back."

"I'm sorry, it was my brother who was reckless." Ye Yuxi took out the Qiankun bag handed to her by Grandpa Hanwa and threw it on the table. "Here are the medicinal materials. Shopkeeper Zhao can give you a price."

Shopkeeper Zhao saw that Ye Yuxi could take out the Qiankun Bag, and the arrogance in his eyes just faded a little.

"Sister Ye!" Hanwa's eyes became anxious when she saw the Qiankun Bag, and she even subconsciously raised her tone, causing many people around her to look sideways.

Seeing this, Hanwa hurriedly lowered her voice, "Sister Ye, Grandpa won't let the Qiankun Bag be exposed, as it will easily be stared at by others."

Ye Yuxi's eyes flashed with surprise. She didn't expect that Hanwa would preach to her, although he did so in a consultative tone.

Then he smiled softly and said: "It's okay, Immortal Medical Pavilion is such a big industry and will not covet our bag."

"Oh..." Hanwa nodded and said no more.

If someone else had said this, he would definitely insist on taking back the Qiankun Bag, but when Ye Yuxi spoke up, Hanwa had an inexplicable trust in her words. Maybe it was because Ye Yuxi didn't feel like bullying him in the way he got along with her.

While the two were talking, Shopkeeper Zhao had already scanned the items in the Qiankun Bag.

Even though he is just a shopkeeper who identifies medicinal materials, he is at the level of Huang Ling in terms of cultivation. With his mental strength, he can know the contents of the Qiankun Bag just by scanning them.

Without showing any extra emotion, shopkeeper Zhao raised his head with a smile and said, "You two, if you want to sell all these medicinal materials, let's set a price."