agricultural doctor

Chapter 332
In the middle of the morning, Yin Tian entered the herbal hall with a medicine basket on his back. Shopkeeper Lin and Doctor Wen beside him were so shocked that their eyes almost fell out when they saw him dressed in coarse cloth.

"My lord, my lord...this..."

Yin Tian interrupted him, with a trace of unexplained arrogance in his eyes: "Sell medicine for Ranniang."

Selling medicine for Ranniang?
The most honorable person in Xiling Prefecture, for a woman, dressed up as a countryman and went to this thatched cottage to sell medicine.

Is this still the noble son of his family?
"Ranniang is so lucky!"

Doctor Wen's face twitched: "Since you are here to sell medicine, the shopkeeper will not welcome the distinguished guests into the backyard."

After speaking, he turned and went to the back hall.

Shopkeeper Lin, on the other hand, was dumbfounded for a while.

From time to time, there were people grabbing medicines in front of the herbal hall. Shopkeeper Lin held back very hard to maintain a serious look: "What good medicines do you have, sir? Please move to the backyard."

The two, one in front and one behind, walked straight to the backyard.

As soon as he stepped into the small door, shopkeeper Lin could no longer collapse, and dragged their noble young master into the forest: "How do you dress up like this, young master?"

What's wrong with this outfit?
Yin Tian looked down at the clothes on his body, with a relaxed expression: "Wearing this clothes is good for building houses and digging medicinal materials."

Isn't living in Ran Niang's house for medical treatment?
Isn't it to confuse the spies from the capital?
Why do they still do rough work such as building houses and digging medicinal materials?

Is this still his noble son?
Shopkeeper Lin is in a bad mood: "To build a house and dig medicinal materials, you can spend money and find someone to do it. My lord, why did you do it yourself? How does Yin Song do things? Don't worry about it... ..."

He came to Ozawa Town this time to sell medicinal materials.

Ran Niang is still waiting for him to go back.

When shopkeeper Lin was thinking about it, Yin Tian's eyes became colder, and he snorted coldly: "Does he dare?"

How can a slave be in charge of his master's affairs?
Yin Song really didn't dare.

The son snorted coldly, reminding him that there is a difference between a master and a servant...

Shopkeeper Lin swallowed what he was going to say, and asked Yin Tian: "My lord, what good medicine did Ranniang dig up?"

When Ye Ran dug the medicinal materials, he was very careful. He pulled the soil bit by bit. After unloading the basket, shopkeeper Lin carefully took out the huge rhizome. The whole Shouwu plant was in good condition without any damage.

"The 600-year-old Polygonum multiflorum is still so complete."

Shopkeeper Lin was about to say that it was worth 20 taels of silver, but when he thought of his master's cold eyes, he kept his eyes open and asked, "In my opinion, how much is this 600-year-old Polygonum multiflorum worth?"

Yin Tian was expressionless: "At least 30 taels!"

30 taels is 30 taels!
The Herbal Hall is the son's property, so it will be worth as much as he said it is worth!

Not to mention a mere herbal medicine hall.

Even in the whole Xiling Prefecture, the young master has the final say.

This is a matter of pouring your own money into your pocket, you just have to have fun!
Shopkeeper Lin said, "Young master's ability to recognize and break medicine is getting stronger and stronger. This 600-year-old Shouwu is in such good condition that it is worth 30 taels of silver."

The servant had prepared tea and brought it into the room, and Yin Tian threw the money bag that shopkeeper Lin had brought into the basket.

Sit down at the table with a teacup leisurely, slowly sip the tea, and tell shopkeeper Lin: "Fifty catties of white flour, twenty catties of white sugar, five catties of sesame seeds, two catties of rock sugar, one catty of orange cakes, one hundred salty Eggs, and a jar of good fresh flowers and candied fruit."

(End of this chapter)