"When I heard about the shopkeeper's bargaining methods, I felt ashamed." Wan Youcai squinted his eyes and said, "However, your price was cut too hard."
"Think about it, is it better for you to have three hundred taels of silver or a useless land deed?"
Shopkeeper Wan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, we've got all the money. Do you have enough money?"
Wen Xi took out three hundred taels of silver notes from his sleeve pocket and placed them on the table.
Shopkeeper Wan handed her the land deed and tore up the IOU. Just as Wen Xi was about to get up and leave, he saw an inconspicuous candlestick placed on the counter of the bank.
The candlestick had no patterns and was very ordinary, but Wen Xi's feet could not move, because the space in his body that had been silent for a long time once again showed the emotion of longing.
What is this amazing thing?
She seemed to ask unintentionally: "Manager Wan, what is the origin of this candlestick?"
"Oh? Why do you ask?"
"It's nothing, it's just that this candlestick doesn't seem to match your bank!" She pointed to the splendid decorations around the bank, then looked at the dark candlestick, and said with a smile: "It's hard not to make people feel like this The candlestick must be extraordinary!"
"Hey, I thought you saw the difference in this candlestick." Wan Youcai said with a smile: "Just now there was a madman who said this was his family heirloom and asked me to pay one hundred taels of silver to take it. I couldn't do any business at the bank here, so I gave him a few taels of silver and sent him away."
It turns out that this is what the man just said.
"I see. I didn't expect you to be a philanthropic person. I'm afraid I can't sell this candlestick for even five cents. My grandfather loved candlesticks and there are many candlesticks in our house. I've never seen such an old one before."
"It turns out that your grandfather also has this hobby. If you don't mind it, I will give this candlestick to you." Wan Youcai handed the candlestick to her and was worried about what to do with it. Now that he can still sell favors, he can take the candlestick. Worth it.
"Thank you for your kindness, so I will accept it." She slowly stretched out her hand, and when she held the candlestick, she felt that she could not help but tremble deep in her soul.
In just a dozen steps from the bank to the carriage, her back was soaked.
What is the origin of this candlestick?
Asking Chen Xin to take the land deed back, Wen Xi returned to the shop room and locked the door.
Flash into space.
Before she could stand still, she found that the candlestick had disappeared and was replaced by a silver key.
Key again?
Could it be that this is the key to the second room?
Thinking of this, she hurried to the door of the room. Sure enough, the patterns were the same.
"Click." The door opened.
Wen Xi opened the door and found a cabinet full of pills and medical books.
"Returning to Yuan Dan."
"Heart-saving Pill."
······
She looked at the name of the pills that she had never heard of before, and she was very excited.
This is simply a windfall! The gold, silver and jewelry in the first room surprised her even more.
Gold and silver will always be spent one day, but medical skills can accompany you for a lifetime, which is far beyond what gold and silver can compare with.
There are so many surprises in the second room, and I don’t know what rare treasures will be placed in the back room.
I took a few medical books and walked out of the space. I didn't take a few glances when I heard An Yi knocking on the door outside: "Girl."
"What's wrong?"
"My master sent someone to send a message to ask you if you still want to learn martial arts."
study! Of course I’ll learn it!
She had been thinking about this in her mind, but since that night, she didn't know how to face him.
It's a bit ambiguous and there's something unspeakable in it.
She didn't know whether that person was attracted to her on a whim, or if he had other intentions, or if he was really attracted to her.
But now she doesn't want to waste too much time and thought on the love between her children. What she wants to do has just begun. Although she is considered wealthy in this town, if she goes to a bigger place in the future, her tens of thousands of taels will be lost. Even a hundred thousand taels can only mean that she can eat and drink well, which is far from her ideal of being rich, let alone the richest woman! That is simply a fantasy.
Besides, she was still so young. In modern times, that was earlier than puppy love.
Wen Xi tidied up briefly and then followed An Yi to the other courtyard.
"I've met the prince."
"No need to be polite." Mo Yuyan said, "Didn't you say that you want to learn kung fu from me? Why don't you want to learn it?"
"no."
"Then you are hiding from me?"
This sentence struck a chord in her thoughts, and Wen Xi was speechless. Could this guy be able to read minds?
Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, Mo Yuyan knew that he had been right.
This is the first time in so many years that I have been disliked. Why does this feel weird?
"Your Majesty! It's not good!" An Er ran over anxiously: "Your Majesty, Mr. Yi is vomiting blood!"
Yi Xin?
Wen Xi didn't panic. He actually had blood to vomit. It seemed that he was recovering well during this period.
It seems that learning martial arts today is in vain.
Wen Xi came to Yi Xin's room and saw that the man who was originally like a skeleton had now returned to his original appearance.
It’s just...why does this smell seem a bit familiar?
It seemed like I smelled it in my sleep.
Wen Xi walked to the bed and smelled an inexplicably familiar smell. She was sure that she had smelled it somewhere before, or had seen Yi Xin before. Her sense of smell was extremely sensitive and she would never go wrong.
And this smell really came from Yi Xin's body. Even though it was mixed with the fishy smell of blood, it was still very clear.
"What's wrong?" Mo Yuyan walked up behind her and saw that she was looking at Yi Xin in a daze, thinking that she was confused by Yi Xin's appearance. Although he didn't want to admit it, Yi Xin did have a good skin: "Is he good-looking?"
The warm breath sprayed on the neck, tickling, and Wen Xi came back to his senses instantly: "Ah? No, it's nothing."
In Mo Yuyan's eyes, Wen Xi's performance was a prick in his mind. Looking at the man lying on the bed, he couldn't help but show disgust in his eyes. If he had known, it wouldn't be as good as before!
Wen Xi has never looked at himself so directly.
If this man is jealous, he is no worse than a woman. The whole time Wen Xi was treating Yi Xin, he felt like a line of sight was shining on him like an X-ray.
Especially when she was taking Yi Xin's pulse, her gaze almost penetrated her own hand.
This made her couldn't help but wonder, did Mo Yuyan have a habit of cutting off his sleeves? Was he angry because he touched Yi Xin or was Yi Xin angry because he touched him?
Could it be that this Yi Xin is his...
Her hand shook and the needle almost missed the mark.
Mo Yuyan's frown deepened. What extraordinary thing had she done in the past few days to make her look like this?
I can't even hold the needle steady.
By the time Wenxi's treatment was over, fine beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.
It's not that I'm tired, but that I'm being stared at by someone.
"He is recovering well and can reduce the dosage of medicine by half. Today, he vomited blood because he drank too much medicine." To put it bluntly, he took too much medicine.
"knew."
Wen Xi also wanted to tell the doctor next to her some precautions, but Mo Yuyan came over impatiently, took her hand, and dragged her away without any explanation.
Wen Xi: “·······”
Just when she was about to be taken out, the smell followed her again.
Exactly...where did you see it?
