Marry the protagonist who broke off the marriage

At this moment, Lin Qinghen felt a little helpless as he watched the sky getting late.

No one came so far, it was too boring, so he just sang a little song, trying to really attract good luck, but it backfired.

The main reason is that there is really not enough time. He will wait at most another quarter of an hour before rushing to meet the garbage truck.

No one came after playing for free, mainly because the location is really biased, and Lin Qinghen didn't dare to make too much noise in this area to attract people.

Not to mention that the other small vendors are staring at each other, and this newcomer is already a little bit squeezed out. There are too many people in the Lin family in Dongtian Mansion. After all, it is a top family in the spirit world. In Dongtian Mansion.

Just a moment ago, he had already seen several people with Lin's badges on their waists passing by. Even if he couldn't sell the medicine, Lin Qinghen didn't want to be recognized by anyone.

He is far from being able to expose himself, especially in front of the Lin family.

In the last quarter of an hour, Lin Qinghen was hungry and poor. He touched his body and found a bag of jerky.

This is the food reserve he made half a month ago, and he took dry food for himself when he went out today. After all, he was too poor to have money to eat outside.

Originally there were meatloaf, but when I went out, I was happy to feed more than half of it to the black beetle elephant. Now only dried meat can satisfy my hunger.

Lin Qinghen squatted there chewing and chewing, and he was already prepared to sell a bottle today, oh no, he couldn't give it away, and suddenly felt as if something was staring at him.

He looked left and right, but saw no one.

But the feeling of staring at myself still exists, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the light of the stall was dimmed. Lin Qinghen found... um, a black puppy at his feet by the light of the inn?

This thing really looks like a puppy, its body is very small, only the size of a palm, its whole body is fluffy, like a round black fur ball, its eyes are also round, like glass beads, hidden in the night, no wonder Lin Qinghen didn't realize when it came.

Looking carefully, there is a collar hanging on the puppy. It seems that it was raised by someone, and it probably ran out accidentally.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power in it, and Lin Qinghen was not afraid of it. He reached out and touched its small head, and it was as soft as cotton candy.

"Where's your master?"

The little dog didn't run away after being touched by him, and looked at him, making a barking sound. Lin Qinghen looked at the dog's gaze, and felt that it was not looking at him, but at the jerky in his hand .

This is hungry.

No wonder he stared at himself and refused to leave.

Lin Qinghen still has a knack for making jerky. He learned it from fellow villagers in the village in his previous life. He is the only one in this world. It is very fragrant, no wonder he can attract dogs.

It's been so long and no one has come over. It's just such a dog, it's okay for Lin Qinghen to share some of it.

"Okay, just treat you as my first guest." He said to himself.

He casually fed the puppy a few pieces of jerky.

Unexpectedly, this slap-sized dog was quite edible. The four or five pieces of jerky that Lin Qinghen gave one after another were quickly eaten up, and he became even more excited after eating, circling around Lin Qinghen's feet, woof woof Woo, I still want to eat.

"Your master won't throw you away because you ate too much, right?" Lin Qinghen poked the puppy's nose, "Those pieces of jerky add up to about the same size as you, aren't you strong enough?"

Black Ball Puppy: "Wow, woof, woof!"

Lin Qinghen was helpless, thinking that he had to take the stall back anyway, and really didn't have time to help it find an owner, so he planned to give it all the jerky, so that he could have enough to eat.

At this moment, he heard a voice coming from afar.

"Little Treasure! So you are here, and you finally found it."

A young girl ran over from the other side of the street. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with pink and white clothes, a long ponytail, and tassel hair accessories jingling in her hair, looking cute and elf.

The puppy was quickly picked up by her, and hugged twice in the girl's arms, as if being intimate.

It seems that this has also found the owner.

At least one thing was done today, and Lin Qinghen was about to close the stall and end a day without earning a penny. The puppy saw that he was about to leave, but suddenly he didn't want to, and jumped up and down in the girl's arms, trying to go Biting the corner of Lin Qinghen's clothes.

"Huh?" The girl was also surprised, and pushed the dog back, blocking Lin Qinghen who was about to leave, "Why is it so attached to you? I have raised Xiaobao for half a year, and I have never seen him like me so much?"

"Just now I saw that it was hungry, so I fed it jerky." Lin Qinghen took out one and gave it to her. "It was originally for myself, but I didn't expect it to like it."

Sure enough, as soon as the jerky was taken out, the puppy raised his head to bite, chewing and eating the jerky in a while.

"Wow!" The girl looked a little surprised, "I usually feed it some good spiritual things, but I don't like it like this. Then who, that peddler, give it to me again... No, no, I will Don’t take advantage of you, just sell me a few more packs.”

Lin Qinghen: "Girl, you are wrong. I am not selling jerky, I am selling medicine."

He solemnly pointed to the sign on the booth.

"Stopping powder?" The girl curled her lips, "This thing is everywhere, why are you selling it? You say you are dead-headed, they all ask for money anyway, what are you selling?"

Lin Qinghen subconsciously corrected her based on her self-esteem for her product: "My Zhixue powder is different from other people's..."

"Oh!" The girl glared at him, "Just tell me, how much jerky do you have?"

Lin Qinghen took out the small bag in his pocket, and there were not many left, maybe five or six.

When the girl saw it, she brought the small cloth bag over, picked up a bottle of hemostatic powder from his booth, and stuffed him with a wafer as thin as a cicada's wing.

This chip is warm to the touch. It is compressed from Lingshi ore. It is engraved with a spirit seal, which cannot be faked. It is equivalent to banknotes here, and one piece is worth 1000 Lingshi baht.

"When I buy your medicine, the jerky comes with it. Is that okay?"

Lin Qinghen froze for a moment: "... that's fine."

"But my medicine is not so expensive." Lin Qinghen thought for a while, and said to her seriously, "I'm doing activities now, and it's free."

"Oh, I'm rich, and I don't take people's things casually. You can keep it," the girl waved her hand, "Take it as a deposit for next time, or as a thank you for taking care of Xiaobao for a while. If Xiaobao doesn't If you get tired of eating, I will come to your place tomorrow, and you will come here to set up a stall in the future, right?"

Lin Qinghen paused for a moment, seemed hesitant, and finally nodded.

The girl who got the answer seemed to be in a hurry to do something, and bounced away with the dog in her arms.

Lin Qinghen looked at the time, he should close the stall and go back to Lin's house as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, what was sold today was dried meat, and the pills were only incidental. Lin Qinghen felt a little interesting while cleaning up.

What he didn't even expect was that the person sitting in the room above his head and listening to him was also a little dumbfounded about this ending.

Yin Jiuxiao originally thought that the little idiot at the foot of the wall was lucky today, he finally had a customer, and he was still stupid and dazed when he was selling things.

The jerky that he was obviously interested in had to sell his unwanted hemostatic powder. After paying the money, he emphasized that it was free, for fear that others would not know.

His interest should have stopped after Lin Qinghen closed the stall.

It's just a little pastime I met in a boring afternoon, and I will forget it tomorrow, and there will be no follow-up.

But what he heard next really surprised Yin Jiuxiao, and this unexpected pastime continued.

"I didn't notice the lace pattern on the dog's neck at first glance, but I noticed it when there was a little light... and the dark pattern on the clothes, it turned out to be the person from Fuxintang.

Judging from the traces on her hands and the smell of the dog, she should be a pharmacist. I don't know if my elixir will be thrown away if it falls into her hands, but what if? "The little crow under the wall muttered to himself, "I don't know if this is a good thing, that's all, let's do our best and obey the destiny. "

To be able to recognize a person's identity within a few face-to-faces is naturally not a stupid person.

This little crow is not really stupid.

At this moment, Lin Qinghen had already packed up his things and was about to leave. He seemed to have heard the clacking sound of the black-armored elephant's hoof falling to the ground.

But when he passed by the door of the inn, he was stopped by someone. It was a boy-like man, probably a worker of the inn, who glanced at him and stopped him.

"Did you just sell Zhixue powder there?"

Lin Qinghen hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"My guest heard you hawking, and he asked you, is your hemostatic powder still free?"

Lin Qinghen: "I've already said that, of course it's free, does he want it?"

The boy nodded.

Then he took out a bottle from the package and handed it to him. The boy took the medicine and turned around and went back. Before he left, he muttered: "Really, what's so good about free things, don't get sick."

Lin Qinghen glanced up at the inn, thinking that he didn't know who heard his cries.

Can it be considered...fate?

Well, he sold two bottles today and earned [-], which seems to be pretty good.

So contented Lin Qinghen left happily.

At this time, the garbage truck had arrived at the intersection, picked up Lin Qinghen on the way, and the group walked towards the back door of Lin's house, preparing to go back.

And Yin Jiuxiao, who lived in the inn, also got the so-called "best hemostatic powder in the spiritual world" for free from the inn boy.

Lin Qinghen didn't know that at this moment, besides himself, it was the first time someone opened the cork and took a closer look at his medicine.

Then, Yin Jiuxiao was really stunned for a while, and murmured in a low voice.

"I didn't lie, it is indeed the best hemostatic powder."

The little crow probably didn't find someone to carefully test the grade of this elixir, and he probably didn't have relevant testing experience, otherwise he would never have sold this product so easily.

Because what Yin Jiuxiao was holding in his hand was a unique four-star hemostasis powder that broke common sense.

The author has something to say:

Yin Jiuxiao: Is this something I can get for free?