The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Once the Legend of the Immortal Gate came out, it quickly became popular all over the country.

All countries are so obsessed with the situation, in order to see the latest serialized albums at the first time, at the end of every month, there are many people who stay up late and wait in line at the door of the book shop.

The book shop opened, and within half an hour, the albums would be sold out.

The publishing and bookstore affiliated to the Jucheng Chamber of Commerce made a lot of money, and the name of Shuixiu Wuhen spread all over the mainland.

The number of water sleeve fans is increasing day by day, compared to the number of wind and cloud fans, it is even worse.

There is no other reason, Ye Xiuyan and Xun Lin's first picture album, Biography of Heroes of the Jianghu, is also selling well.

The fans of the two albums are superimposed, and the number of fans of the sleeves seems to be astronomical.

Some fans even secretly admire idols who have never masked their faces.

Through various channels, inquire about idol news.

I look forward to seeing the true face to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

The picture album was so popular that the important task of urging the manuscripts fell on the shopkeeper of the book store.

The shopkeeper will visit the countryside in person every mid-to-late ten-day period, when the delivery date is approaching.

Of course, the old man will not forget to bring the monthly basic salary and the profit share of the album sales settlement.

In order to get the drawing on time, he would pay out of his own pocket to buy some seasonal refreshments and snacks as gifts to make the younger generations of the Ye family happy.

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The carriage creaked forward, entered the village, and stopped at the gate of the Ye family's old house at the foot of the mountain.

The shopkeeper got out of the carriage and directed two servants to drive the carriage into the courtyard, set it up properly, and climbed up the steps with gifts.

The mountainside is not high, only about a hundred meters and a hundred or so steps, but the shopkeeper doesn't like sports, so he has a belly full of fat.

He was exhausted and gasping for breath, and finally climbed halfway up the mountain, when he accidentally slipped and couldn't stand firmly, his old waist twisted.

"Oh, it hurts like hell."

He supported his waist and yelled out loud, causing the two waiters to sweat coldly on their foreheads.

Mu Moxibustion was dressed in white clothes like snow, as if a banished fairy had come to the world, carrying a basket on his back, and returning from picking herbs from the mountains.

"Divine Doctor."

The shopkeeper glanced at him, his small eyes lit up instantly, and he begged cheekily: "This old man's back pain is unbearable, please seek treatment from a divine doctor."

Mu Ji looked at him coldly, and drifted past the three of them.

The shopkeeper was anxious, licking his face and begging: "I beg the genius doctor to save me for the sake of the old man and Miss Ye's friendship."

Mu Moxibustion paused, glanced at his waist, and pressed a few times on the acupuncture points casually.

The shopkeeper lifted his spirits, and the pain in his old waist instantly disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to thank him, Mu Mou had already left lightly with his back on his back.

"A miracle doctor, you are indeed a miracle doctor."

The shopkeeper was deeply moved, seeing Mu Moxibustion walk into the medicine house with his own eyes, he was reluctant to look away just now.

"Unfortunately, the genius doctor will be leaving soon."

A clerk showed regret: "The Ye family went to Fengqi this time, I'm afraid they won't come back, and we don't have the chance to visit the countryside again."

"Oh, that's right."

Another clerk shook his head and sighed: "As soon as Ms. Ye leaves, the good days of our book store will be over. From now on, the senior executives of the commercial bank will no longer pay attention to our small, remote county town, and the corresponding welfare benefits will also be greatly reduced."

"To shut up."

The shopkeeper didn't like it, his old face turned dark, and he sternly reprimanded him.

He suddenly howled, and the two men trembled in shock, and the gift in their hands almost fell to the ground.