Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

"I... no, these are really valuable herbs..." the old man's argument is particularly weak.

Because what the strong man said was not wrong. He put it here for many days.

"I believe you, ghost. Your rent is about to expire. Pack up and go before today. " The strong man rolled his eyes.

This bad old man is very bad.

"But I'm... Very short of money. My son, he... "The old man almost begged.

If he didn't have no way to go, how could he go to the black market to sell things?

"Stop, where is this? Black market, is this a place for human relations? " The strong man is a little impatient.

How many poor people in the world, if they sympathize with each other, will die suddenly.

"Ah." The old man sighed weakly and began to collect things with shaking hands.

There is not a lot of rent for setting up a stall in the black market. He spent all his money to set up a stall here, hoping to gamble.

What if someone takes a fancy to these herbs?

His son will be cured.

But now, he has no money, and the medicinal materials have not been sold.

"Old man, wait..." muyun'an came forward and held the old man's wrinkled hand.

"What's the matter?" The old man raised his turbid eyes with tears on them.

"Don't rush to take it. I'll buy your herbs." Mu Yun An's gentle smile, although his face is sallow and pockmarked, makes people feel very handsome.

"Little brother, you are young. Don't be cheated by him. The herbs here don't know what they are." Strong men are also kind-hearted.

This little brother is young, and his son's age is the same. He is easy to be cheated outside.

Muyun'an recovered, his face still with a smile, "it's OK, I see the poor old man."

The old man's mouth turned and a warm current flowed through his heart. "I'll sell you these herbs for two hundred Liang." The tone is still a little empty.

Muyun'an didn't speak yet. The strong man couldn't help saying, "you old man, why don't you rob me? How expensive are your broken herbs? "

"I'm... I'm short of money, treating my son." The old man's face is also guilty when he is said that.

He didn't want to pit the little brother.

"That's what other people's money is for?" The strong man took mu yun'an's arm and said gently, "don't pay attention to him. Let's go."

Muyun'an stood in the same place and didn't move?

After the village, there is no shop.

"Where do you get these herbs?" Mu yun'an asked, squinting.

For example, the growing environment of this winter grass is extremely bad. She does not believe that the old man can find it by himself.

It's better to ask for the way, otherwise she doesn't dare to use it for Mo Li.

"It was given to me by an expert. He told me that it was a very precious herb." The old man lowered his eyes, and he was not a child of several years old.

If he did, he would not believe his own nonsense.

"Ha, you didn't pull up a few weeds on the ground and make up this story, did you?" The strong man obviously didn't believe it.

Precious herbs?

For so many days, no pharmacist paid attention to his precious herbs.

I'm afraid I've already seen the clue.

"I believe you." Muyun'an is sincere.

"Ah?" Even the old man didn't believe in himself. He suspected that the expert had cheated him.

This little brother... Actually believed him.