Lord is the Queen, You Have To Coax!

   Chapter 146 The sense of smell is more sensitive

   "I don't buy calligraphy and painting."

   Zuo Qiuran ignored their quarrel and walked towards the herb stall next to them.

   That stall is very interesting. The stall owner has been sleeping with his head down, and he doesn’t care if there are any customers. There is a sign next to it, which reads Zaishi Huatuo.

   "I buy medicine."

   In a word, he managed to make the sleeping old man move slightly, lift his eyelids, and also stopped the quarrel between the two selling calligraphy and painting, which looked lively.

   "Oh, little girl, don't be deceived by his brand. He doesn't know any medical skills, and the medicines sold are all fake medicines, but they have eaten to death, so you have to be careful."

   "Yeah, this old man's heart is dark. Ordinary medicinal materials can be sold for sky-high prices. After setting up a stall in this black market for a year, he has made a business."

   The two calligraphy and painting sellers who were arguing just now seemed to be feuding, but now they have united the front.

The old man who sold medicine seemed to have not heard their words, his eyelids lifted a little bit, he glanced at Zuo Qiuran, yawned, and asked lazily, "What medicine to buy? Let me state first, the medicine here is precious, If you don't bring enough money, stop talking nonsense and don't disturb my sleep."

   The words fell, and it was another yawn.

   Zuo Qiuran took a step forward, "I'll buy silver lamp grass."

   The two people who sold calligraphy and painting didn't know what silver lamp grass was. They only knew that when the old man who sold medicine heard these three words, he sat upright in an instant, lost sleep, and looked at Zuo Qiuran with vigilance.

   "Why did you buy the silver lamp grass?" the old man asked.

Zuo Qiuran hooked his lower lip, picked up the Panax notoginseng grass on his stall, smelled it casually, and said, "If the old gentleman asks me like this, it means that you have silver lamp grass here. ?"

   "No." The old man shook his head again and again, "Silver lantern grass is now a forbidden drug in the martial arts world. Are you little girl trying to cause me to be taken to the special department for tea?"

   "Did you grow your own Panax notoginseng?" Zuo Qiuran suddenly changed the subject.

   The old man was slightly startled, and nodded subconsciously, "Of course."

   "In your own home?"

   Zuo Qiuran asked again.

"Otherwise? Could it be possible to plant your home? You little girl asked a strange question." The old man was a little impatient, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Sanqi from Zuo Qiuran's hand, waving his hand, "I see you I'm not a sincere person who buys medicine and sees a doctor. I want to play and go, don't affect my business."

   Zuo Qiu Ran didn't get angry but smiled, "But, you three or seven, but it smells like silver lantern grass."

   In one sentence, the old man's movements were successfully stopped, and the fingertips used too much force to break Sanqi directly.

"It's a pity." Zuo Qiuran sighed and continued: "These Panax notoginseng live and grow near the silver lamp grass, and are contaminated with the breath of the silver lamp grass. The medicinal effect is several times that of the ordinary notoginseng, and the price is naturally not the ordinary notoginseng. It can be compared, is it not heartbreaking for you to break it like this?"

   The expression on the old man's face became much more solemn. He glanced at the two calligraphy and painting sellers who were overheard, then waved and called Zuo Qiuran to the corner behind his stall.

   "Little girl, how do you know that Panax notoginseng survived near the silver lamp grass?" This is his secret. Not many people know it.

   "My sense of smell is more sensitive." Zuo Qiuran said.

   In fact, she is now practicing soul power, so she can clearly identify the breath of animals and plants.

   (end of this chapter)