poor family young gentleman

Yong'an Hall is located in the western fringe of the city. The pavement is not very close to the street, but it occupies a considerable area. Because the owner is kind and the price is fair, many people are used to coming here to see a doctor and get medicine. There are as many as five doctors in the hall, not to mention Speaking of the little boy grabbing the medicine and decocting it, even though it was already afternoon, there was still an endless stream of people coming and going.

Yin Huanyang and his wife inquired all the way, and they found Yong'an Hall not long after. At this time, they had already bought a lot of daily necessities, which aroused suspicion. Feng Jiye did not put those daily necessities into the system storage compartment, but let Yin Huanyang carried it, and the child was carried behind his back.

"Huanyang, you and the child stay outside and wait for me."

After all, the little bun was only born a few days ago, and the virus circulated too much in a place like a medical center, so Feng Jiye pulled Yin Huanyang to a secluded corner, took off the baby and stuffed it to him while talking.

"No, I want to be with Yeye."

Yin Huanyang pouted dissatisfiedly, after thinking for a while, he held up the little bun and brought it in front of him: "The little bun also said that he wanted to be with Daddy."

"You're missing!"

Feng Jiye didn't know whether to laugh or cry immediately, he pulled him to sit down on the stone ladder and then stretched out his hand to caress his face: "Be good, little buns are not suitable for entering and leaving the hospital, if you contract any disease, it will be troublesome, I will go there soon Come on, don't be stubborn with me?"

"Ok."

The daughter-in-law touched him again, and Yin Huanyang's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't realize that he agreed at all. He only felt his heart pounding, as if it was about to pop out of his mouth.

"That's good, I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

Sensing keenly that his Xinxiang was active again, Feng Jiye stood up calmly, wondering if he should ask the system later to see if there was anything that could restrain Xinxiang from being active, otherwise he would one day Will take the initiative to throw him down, and the dry Xinxiang is simply too deadly for Kun, who has not been marked and has an intimate relationship with him.

"Yeye, you used a beauty trick!"

When he regained his senses, Yin Huanyang's angry accusation caused Feng Jiye to whistling: "Yo, you still know about beauty tricks."

"Every night!"

No matter how bad his brain was, Yin Huanyang knew that he was joking at him, and stared at him with alluring peach blossom eyes.

"Hahaha...Okay, okay, can't I be wrong? Be good, I'll come out soon."

While laughing profusely, Feng Jiye leaned up to pinch his cheek again, with the attitude of coaxing a child.

"Then go and come back quickly, Xiao Baozi and I will wait for you here."

Yin Huanyang obviously enjoyed his pampering, thinking that he liked him, and soon returned to his foolish appearance, sitting on the stone ladder with the little bun in his arms and looking at him, with several large cloth parcels piled up under his feet.

"Ah."

Nodding his head and throwing him a faint smile, Feng Jiye turned around and walked towards Yong'an Hall.

Yin Huanyang didn't look down at his son until he watched him step into Yong'an Hall: "Little Baozi, we have to listen to Yeye and stay here obediently until he knows? Otherwise, Yeye won't like us."

"... "

The little bun who was only a few days old obviously wouldn't respond to him, he just sucked and sucked the pacifier with his small mouth. Since he got it, the little bun didn't feel bad except for being hungry or urinating too much. Crying too.

"Xiao Langjun, is your boss here?"

Stepping into Yong'an Hall, Feng Jiye called a little drug boy to stop, with a polite and alienated smile on his face.

"The boss is over there."

The little drug boy pointed at him casually, turned around and left. Feng Jiye turned around and looked in the direction of his finger, only to see a middle-aged man who looked to be in his [-]s or [-]s standing in front of the medicine cabinet. Feng Jiye couldn't tell whether he was a gangster or an ordinary person, but the gangsters in this world seemed to be different from his previous world, the number of gangsters was much more, but the ability was very different.

"Excuse me, are you the boss?"

After throwing away those messy thoughts in his mind, Feng Jiye walked over.

"Exactly, my surname is Lin, I don't know why the young master is looking for me?"

As soon as he turned around, he saw a beautiful and weak Xiaokun standing in front of him. Boss Lin was a little surprised, but it didn't last long. Generally, families with a little bit of background will basically not let Xiaokun who is not marked Running around, especially someone who looks as good-looking as Feng Jiye, but in the countryside, few families have the ability to keep Xiaokun in their backyard.

"Boss Lin."

Feng Jiye smiled kindly and nodded, without greeting him, he asked directly: "I wonder if you can buy medicinal materials?"

"Ok?"

Obviously he didn't expect him to be so straightforward. After a brief moment of stupefaction, Boss Lin immediately laughed and said, "You take it, you take it, what kind of medicinal materials does the young master want to sell?"

"This is it."

As he spoke, Feng Jiye pretended to carefully take out a ginseng the size of a rolling pin from the cloth bag. The roots on it were all intact. Since the storage compartment has the function of keeping fresh, the fragrance of the soil can still be smelled at this time. It looks very fresh.

Boss Lin's eyes lit up, and he took it excitedly: "It's really a rare good ginseng, with a strong ginseng flavor, and the most rare thing is that every root is not damaged."

It had been a long time since he had seen such a good-looking ginseng.

"My husband dug this up when he was hunting in the mountains. Boss Lin, please make a price."

The more excited he is, the more confident Feng Jiye will be, but he has no idea how much this ginseng can be sold for. After all, he has little contact with this world, and the original owner was raised in a deep boudoir before his death. Here, with enough food and clothing, he couldn't provide him with too much useful information at all.

"Well... one hundred, no, what do you think of 200 taels of silver?"

Slightly suppressing his excitement, Boss Lin held the ginseng and offered a price that exceeded Feng Jiye's estimate, but he did not show his surprise, but pretended to be hesitant and looked at the ginseng pretendingly: "The 200 Two Sessions will not Could it be too low? I heard from the storekeeper Yingkeju Yang that Boss Lin was so benevolent that he specially got you here. If you can only offer this price, then I’ll go find someone else.”

As he said that, Feng Jiye made a gesture and wanted to take back the ginseng.