Chapter 390 Pay off the debt with your own body

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"In that case, why did Master ask you to come and learn medical skills from me?" In the room, An Yi glanced at him proudly.

Xue An was furious and muttered: "I don't know why Master..."

"Master's order cannot be disobeyed. From now on, you can stay in my Ping'an Hall. It just so happens that I have to go on a long trip recently. I'm really worried about this Ping'an Hall and my family. It would be nice to have you here!" An Yi really said She felt that Xue An came at the right time. Xue An's martial arts skills were not bad, and he could also use poison to save people. Whether it was in Ping'an Hall or at home, she felt relieved to have Xue An here.

"I'm here to learn medicine from you, not to be a janitor for you!" Xue An shouted displeased.

"Don't you need to pay tuition to learn medical skills? You help me keep the shop these days, just treat it as tuition. When I come back, I will teach you everything you have, how about it?" An Yi said seriously.

Xue An looked at An Yi. This woman was really scary when she was serious. He hesitated and had to agree: "But let's make an agreement first. Once you leave, I will have the final say in this shop!"

An Yi thought for a while and shook his head: "No, you have been following Doctor Xue all the time. You don't know much about the world. You should learn from Shopkeeper Ge and Wang Cheng. Let's do this. You have the final say on medical treatment, and you still have to listen to the rest. Their!"

Xue An was extremely angry: "The apprentice of my dignified Doctor Xue actually wants to listen to a medicine shop owner?"

An Yi shook his head. Looking at the way he yelled, he knew that it was still early for this kid to experience it, and he became more and more unwilling to let go!

An Yi took Xue An to the lobby and introduced Xue An to Shopkeeper Ge, Wang Cheng and others.

Shopkeeper Ge and Wang Cheng had heard of Xue An's name a long time ago, so they were naturally respectful to him, but Shan Qinglong, a rough man, did not show any disdain.

In the shop, Shan Qinglong was more respectful to An Yi, while the others were indifferent.

An Yi looked around at the shop. Now the shop at home was all about the same. All that was left was to tell Feng Qingchen about her long trip!

At noon, Anyi put all the crispy fish and candied peanuts on the table, and also made a mushroom and cucumber slice soup.

While An Yi was eating, he kept looking up at Feng Qingchen.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Qingchen said impatiently, "There are flowers on my face?"

"Uncle Thirteen's face is more beautiful than flowers!" An Yi was good-natured, and during his time with Feng Qingchen, he was very good at flattering.

Feng Qingchen couldn't help but curve her lips, but she quickly regained her expression and said calmly: "I remember you said that you want ten thousand taels of gold when I leave?"

An Yi quickly put down his chopsticks: "Are you finally leaving?"

Feng Qingchen's lips couldn't help but twitch, and her eyes darkened: "Finally?"

"Hehehe, I mean my ten thousand taels of gold..." An Yi chuckled.

"Ten thousand taels of gold is official silver, you dare to ask for it?" Feng Qingchen gave her a sarcastic look.

An Yi was startled. The sweet peanuts in her mouth turned bitter. She spit it out impatiently and stared at Feng Qingchen closely: "Are you trying to cheat?"

"I am from an official family, so of course I spend official silver!" Feng Qingchen pulled the peanuts she spat out in front of her in disgust.

An Yi used to think that Feng Qingchen was in love with the God of War, and ten thousand taels of gold was just drizzle. Now that he was a close guard, it was natural that he couldn't take it out, so he said slowly: "Okay, if you can't hand over ten thousand taels of gold, then Just don’t leave, and pay your debts with your work here from now on!”

Feng Qingchen raised her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, moved her hand, gently held An Yi's slender white fingers, intertwined them tightly, and asked in a low voice: "Can I pay off the debt with my body?"