Female Queen: My wife is Aunt Wu

Chapter 117
Faced with Su Lin's words, Pan An was also very excited, but on the surface he was calmer and said modestly: "It's not certain whether I can succeed. There are many talents in the medicine hall. I want to get the No. 1. [-] It’s not that simple.”

"Hey, as long as you work hard, this won't be a problem."

"Well, hard work is necessary." Pan An looked at the spiritual grass soup in the pot and clenched his fists tightly.

After a night's rest, Pan An continued to refine the spirit grass soup the next day.

Half of it was refined yesterday, and it should be completed in half a day today.

I continued refining from morning to noon, and finally all the spiritual herbs were refined. A total of 53 cans were refined.

After Pan An and Su Lin packed up the soup, they were very excited when they saw so many cans of soup.

"These are all spirit stones, Pan An, you've got them." Su Lin said excitedly.

"It's not certain whether it will be distributed or not. Who knows how it will sell."

"It should be no problem. I've sold it several times with Senior Brother Sun. It's very simple."

"Well, by the way, take these two cans!" Pan An handed two cans of spiritual grass soup to Su Lin.

"Ah, how embarrassing is this? I haven't been able to help you at all..."

"Here, you helped me a lot, you're welcome." Pan An thrust the jar into his hand.

"Then...then I'm welcome." Su Lin happily accepted the spirit grass soup.

Then Pan An counted them again and took away the eleven cans. He kept these for Wu Zhaoniang and Wu Zhaoyue, and he could also keep some for himself.

"Sell all the remaining forty cans and we will set off in the afternoon." Pan An said.

"it is good!"

In the afternoon, Pan An and Su Lin came to the market, found a suitable location to set up a stall, placed cans of spiritual grass soup on the stall, and then started selling.

"Selling spiritual grass soup..."

The senior sisters passing by were already very familiar with Pan An. After all, he often came here with Sun Erlang, so they all gathered around him.

At first, the business was not bad, but because it was afternoon, there were not many people in the market, and many people did not think highly of him as a newcomer.

At a stall not far from Pan An, there were also two male disciples selling spiritual grass soup.

"Here they go again, these guys again."

"There's no Sun Erlang this time, so it'll be easier now!"

"Why, do you want to..."

The two looked at each other and smiled, showing malicious expressions.

Soon, Pan An, who was selling Lingcao Soup, received an uninvited guest. Four women came to the stall, stared at him with unkind eyes, and said, "Want some Lingcao Soup."

Pan An handed the spiritual grass soup to the other party, but the other party opened the can and drank it without paying. Then he threw the can on the ground and yelled: "What a piece of shit, what you are making is spiritual grass." Soup? Why does it taste so bad? "

Faced with the other party's rogue behavior, Su Lin got angry and said: "What are you talking about? We have a lot of customers in our stall, and everyone has agreed that you are the only one to find fault."

"I'm just here to find fault. It tastes bad. If you don't have the ability to do it, don't sell it, or I'll smash your stall!" The woman slapped the stall hard with her palm.

"You are deliberately looking for trouble!" Su Lin angrily rushed forward and pushed the other person.

However, no one expected that with just a push, the woman fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts so much, why are you still beating me?"

"Whoever hit you, it was obviously you who fell to the ground." Su Lin clenched his fists angrily, helpless. "I don't care, my waist is almost knocked off, I must compensate. Either give me 20 yuan of spiritual stones, or give me twenty cans of spiritual grass soup."

"You really dare to open your mouth like a lion. Do you deserve 20 yuan of spiritual stones?"

"I don't care, you must give it to me today. If you don't give it to me, I will lie here and not leave." The woman lay on the ground and rolled around, refusing to leave.

People around were also watching, but no one came to buy the spiritual grass soup.

Seeing this situation, Su Lin turned back to Pan An and said with a headache: "What should we do, Pan An, this guy is here to blackmail us on purpose!"

"Simple, you go to Wu Zhaoyue, tell her what's going on here, and let her handle it." Pan An said calmly.

Su Lin's eyes lit up, "Oh, I understand, I'll go right away."

After saying that, Su Lin turned around and left.

Seeing Su Lin leaving, the woman yelled at Pan An again.

Pan An ignored her and just sat there, watching her acting up and rolling around.I can only lament the injustice of the times. After all, this woman is very beautiful. If it were placed in modern times, there would definitely be a large number of bad guys vying to be slaves, so they would not be wronged here.

Soon, Wu Zhaoyue came over with the girls from her law enforcement hall. When she saw the clothing logo of the law enforcement hall, the few women who were standing looking for trouble ran away, except for the one lying on the ground who was still there. Rolling around.

"Hurry up and give me the spirit stone, I feel so much pain... ah!"

Just as he was talking, a foot stepped on her chest, and the woman screamed in pain.

"Holy shit, who is it? Why did your father step on me?" The woman pushed Wu Zhaoyue's leg hard and asked.

"Let me show you what's wrong with you." After saying that, Wu Zhaoyue pulled out his sword.

"I'm trying to trick you, what are you doing? The sect has stipulated that fighting in the street is not allowed, so don't mess around!" The woman suddenly panicked.

However, Wu Zhaoyue ignored her and gestured at her with a sword in hand.But fortunately, it did not hurt the woman, but only made her feel cool.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing? It didn't hurt me at all?"

"Really? See for yourself."

The woman looked down and saw that every inch of her body was uncovered, and all her clothes fell to the ground in pieces.

"I'll use it!" The woman quickly covered her three points with her hands, wanting to dig a hole and crawl in out of shame.

"I want to make a complaint. Is this how your law enforcement agency enforces the law?" the woman yelled angrily.

"Complain? You go ahead, no, we will take you to the Law Enforcement Hall. If you want to complain, feel free to complain, but you can't get away with the crime of disturbing the city." Wu Zhaoyue said easily, holding her arms in her arms.

"There is also the crime of exhibitionism in the street and the crime of not wearing clothes to obscene view." Pan An added.

"Oh, that's right, you're such a pervert, you ran onto the street without clothes and scared our fellow juniors. This is also a serious crime." Wu Zhaoyue agreed.

The woman's eyes widened and she immediately became anxious, "It's obviously you who ruined my clothes. How can I be an exhibitionist!"

"Did I break it? Did I break it? Did any of you see that I broke it?" Wu Zhaoyue looked around and asked.

"No, I didn't see it."

"This guy is an exhibitionist, this guy is a pervert."

"I saw her stealing men's underwear last time."

(End of this chapter)