Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Yaotong was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect this shameless person in front of him to sell medicine. He looked at Du Xuechun up and down, saw Du Xuechun dressed in ordinary clothes, hesitated for a moment and said, "My son, we are doing business seriously."

"My son's medicine, we don't dare to collect or sell it here." What if medicine of unknown origin enters the shop and kills people.

Du Xuechun frowned and said, "You might as well ask your shopkeeper to come out and take a look at my wound medicine. My wound medicine is externally applied and will not cure people." Du Xuechun also understands Yaotong's concerns, if so. When I met a strange person who came up to sell medicine, I was naturally worried.

"No need to call, this medicine works. You can accept it." Yaotong was still hesitating, but he heard a man's voice.

Du Xuechun and Yaotong looked at the source of the sound at the same time, but saw a slender man standing in front of the medicine shop. The appearance of the man caught everyone's attention. Someone recognized the man's identity and was overjoyed.

"This is the third prince! He is really handsome!"

"Yes, I heard that he was sent to the border because he angered the emperor before, but he has been poor since he was a little boy. Now that he is back, he can be regarded as wise."

"I can see the third prince in my life, no regrets!"

Most of the people who spoke were female relatives, and Feng Xuan Che's appearance, as expected, could set off stormy waves everywhere. If it weren't for his poor health, I'm afraid that his reputation in Beijing would far surpass Feng Xuanming.

Yaotong looked at the person in front of him, and was stunned, "This, this..."

"I'll be responsible if something goes wrong, just accept it." Feng Xuan Che walked over and stood behind Du Xuechun.

Du Xuechun was already petite, but now standing next to Feng Xuanche, he looks even smaller. She glanced at Feng Xuanche suspiciously, could it be that he recognized that he failed?

She said with a rough voice, "Why does Xiongtai believe in me so much so that I am not afraid that I am really making money and killing?"

Seeing the rough voice of the person in front of him, Feng Xuanche couldn't help being amused, "You and I are predestined, so I want to help you."

Du Xuechun looked at Feng Xuanche suspiciously, and found that there was nothing strange on his face, so he was relieved. That's good. With Feng Xuan Che's guarantee, his medicine can be sold at a good price, and then the plan prepared by himself can be better implemented.

But, isn't it said that Feng Xuanche never gets close to people? However, these few contacts seem to be untrue.

With suspicion, Du Xuechun was invited into the back room, and Feng Xuanche was also invited in.

By Feng Xuan Che's side, she was always a little uncomfortable, and for some reason, she always felt that the man in front of her seemed to be able to see through herself, so she did not dare to look up.

"The son? The son?" The shopkeeper shouted three times before calling Du Xuechun's thoughts back. Du Xuechun gave an "Ah", smiled apologetically, and said, "I just wandered off, I'm really sorry."

"I don't know what medicine the son is going to sell?" The shopkeeper looked at Feng Xuan Che, then at Du Xuechun, and asked politely.

The person in front of you is the third prince! If you let others know that the three princes have come to your store, will they still worry about not having business?

Du Xuechun then passed the medicine jar in his hand. The bottle was filled with ordinary wound medicine. She did not make other difficult drugs, for fear of being too ostentatious.

Looking at the medicine, the shopkeeper was a little disappointed, "My son, this wound medicine, let alone our medicine shop, there is no shortage in the entire capital... Look, is there anything else? "The person in front of you came in with the three princes, obviously they had status, the shopkeeper didn't dare to offend, but asked respectfully.

Du Xuechun smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "This medicine has its own mystery. If you don't believe it, the shopkeeper will let someone try it."

He glanced at Du Xuechun suspiciously. He didn't know what she was selling. The wound medicine was the wound medicine. What mystery could not be made?

However, he still called a patient.

The man's leg seemed to have been wounded by hunting, and the bones wounded by the beast kept sighing again and again. Even the shopkeeper can't see it, such a serious injury...

Du Xuechun did not squint, walked straight to the person, and sprinkled the powder in the medicine jar on Luo's exposed bones. Seeing Du Xuechun's young age and not wearing clothes from a drugstore, the man suddenly howled, "What are you doing! You, you, you!"

The shopkeeper laughed again and again, and said, "This is our newly hired doctor, newly hired... the son can rest assured that if there is something wrong with the injury, we will definitely be responsible for it."

However, the person's complexion changed in the next second, and the pain in his feet seemed to be relieved a lot.

He looked at his feet suspiciously, "This, this medicine!"

The shopkeeper was even more nervous, and immediately stood up and said, "What is the discomfort of the son? I will call someone to treat the son immediately." After he said that, he turned his head and left.

But Du Xuechun stopped him and said, "You can ask this young man to know the mystery of my injury medicine."

"This?"

"Treasurer! Your medicine is amazing!" The young man cried with joy. The pain just now made him almost unable to survive. Unexpectedly, just sprinkle this powder and the pain was much less.

"what?"

"This medicine not only doesn't hurt, but it also relieves the pain." The usual wound medicine is just to stop the bleeding, and there is always some pain to bear. But this medicine is very magical.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper also understood. He prescribes a medicine shop, he naturally knows that there are wound medicines that can relieve the pain, but this kind of medicine has been lost for many years...Could this young boy in front of him really be a god?

"My son, let's take this medicine. I don't know how many are there in my son?" The shopkeeper is a refreshing person. Now that he knows the benefits of this medicine, he naturally won't let this opportunity go in vain.

"You can sell as much as you can. It's just that I need to give me some material money." Although I don't have to worry about food and clothing in the Xiangfu now, I get the moon silver in my hand every month and reward a few maids. There is not much left. This is why Du Xuechun wanted to sell this medicine.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was overjoyed, this is big business! Immediately he gave Du Xuechun an ingot of gold as a deposit and signed the contract.

Seeing the white paper in black and white, Du Xuechun sighed in relief, and the money on hand was finally resolved.

She walked out of the store, completely forgetting the person who helped her.

"I'm leaving like this? The son is too rude, right." Just when he left the house, he heard a lazy voice.

Du Xuechun looked back and saw Feng Xuan Che was standing behind him, just ten inches close to him. At such a close distance, almost everyone can see Feng Xuanche's long eyelashes, making her uneasy.

She stepped back a few steps, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I have to thank the third prince for today's affairs. The third prince is really a good person." She felt strange, why Feng Xuanche remembered it with herself. How far is it?