There was an indescribable fragrance, and he carefully handed it to his daughter-in-law, A Qing, who was lying on the bed in the darkness: "A Qing, open your mouth and give you a candy."

Ah Qing coquettishly said with an angry voice: "Brother Meng, is this okay at night?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red, and he thought of something and hurriedly explained: "It's really a candy, I won't lie to you."

"That's how you lied to me last time, disgusting"

“Weird, it’s really candy”

"oh"

Ah Qing opened her mouth and took the powerful pill given by the middle-aged man.

"How about it?"

“Sour and sweet, delicious”

After observing that his wife had no abnormal reaction, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the middle-aged man felt that there were some strangers outside your own city. Although Chang'an City with hundreds of thousands of people occasionally has foreigners settling or migrating, in a city where ordinary people live, more than

It's not common to see 10 new faces.

Are you being targeted?

Fortunately, it was Emperor Li Mingda of the Tang Dynasty. Giving him something meant that he would not cause trouble again. He was afraid that it was the underground forces who were thinking about these things.

He had considered countermeasures at the beginning of the need, but now that the other party has arrived, it seems that he can only do one thing, make a fake medicine and throw it on the black market.

Pretending to be calm before opening his own medicine shop, he picked out two or three sweet and sour medicines that were harmless to the human body from the herbs, then went back to the room and told his wife Aqing: "No matter what, don't say anything about me yesterday.

I gave you some sweets tonight."

Although his daughter-in-law Ah Qing didn't understand why he said this, she looked at the other party's serious face and knew through her understanding of her husband that the other party was not joking. She nodded in agreement: "Brother Meng and Ah Qing understand."

He gently rubbed his wife's head: "Be good, have a good rest, I will make you feel better."

A Qing nodded with a very trusting look: "A Qing knows that Brother Meng can definitely do it. A Qing is still thinking about giving birth to a child for Brother Meng."

The two were cozy for a while, and then the middle-aged man went to open the door of the drug store.

After moving the wooden door panel away, he began to clean the dust in the store. Even if there was no dust overnight, he still formed a habit.

Just as he was cleaning the dust, footsteps came from the door: "The shopkeeper is buying some medicinal materials."

Amon looked back and saw a man dressed as a wealthy butler in his 40s and 50s. Although his medicine shop usually has a good reputation, the medicines are ordinary medicines used by civilians. There are also rich people dressed like this.

Very few. Now is an extraordinary period, so he seems to be extra cautious.

"I don't know what medicinal materials the customers need. Our store is a small business and some precious medicinal materials are not available."

The butler, who was in his forties or fifties, took a large amount of Amon, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Of course it is an ordinary medicinal material. I wonder if Angelica sinensis is sold here."

Angelica?

Although it is not a special medicine, its reputation is a bit wrong. Amon thought for a while and replied: "There is Angelica sinensis, and it costs one pound per pound."

Middle-aged housekeeper: "How much is 200 pounds worth?"

A thought flashed through Amon's mind, he was talking about himself.

Sure enough, it was for myself.

So who are they? Could they be people from those aristocratic families?

Amon pretended not to know and replied: "Sorry, I'm a small business. The 200-pound Angelica shop can't afford this response. Why don't you go to those big pharmacies and ask."

When the middle-aged housekeeper heard that Amon rejected him, he continued calmly: "There are risks and there are benefits, right? I have followed the master of the family and I have seen a lot of precious things and heard some strange rumors.

I wonder if you are interested in listening?"

Amon pretended to be curious and asked the other party: "This guest, what are the rumors you are talking about?"

Middle-aged housekeeper: "According to legend, there was a man in the land of Jiuli who went into the mountains and forests to collect medicine. Fortunately, he ate a magical fruit and became extremely powerful, rejuvenated and stronger. Some dark wizards recorded it in an ancient book,

After people ate certain precious medicinal materials, his flesh and blood could be used as medicine, so they set up a trap to catch this man."

"As for the outcome? Of course you know."

Is this threatening yourself?

Amon secretly clenched his fist, wanting to punch the opponent to death. He glanced outside with the corner of his eye. It seemed that several people were secretly observing here, and the opponent's hand was extraordinary.

What's more, I can't even expose myself, after all, I haven't had time to make a fake elixir yet.

"I have never heard the story told by the guest, but I still hope that the man can be safe." Amon pointed to his medicine cabinet: "This guest, do you need anything else?"

Middle-aged man: "I have Ping An grass here, but I wonder if the store wants to stock it?"

Before Amon could open his mouth, a man walked in from outside the door and shouted loudly: "Brother Meng, my fourth brother is here to disturb you again. There are guests. You should be busy first."

Amon's nervousness immediately relaxed a lot when he saw the person coming. The person who came was none other than one of the original bosses of the black market, the black market manager Scarface Lao Si, Li Lai, who was currently under the jurisdiction of Murong Xue under Li Mingda.

The other party obviously knew Li Lai's identity, so he didn't say anything more and just said: "I hope you will consider it again. The price my master gave me is not low."

Amon didn't say that much, just sent him away. As Li Lai, who often walked in the black market, he had met many different people. The first time he entered the door, he noticed the dissatisfaction of the middle-aged housekeeper.

Normally, I thought there was some kind of deal with Amon. After all, he was not an ordinary person when he came to Amon.

Seeing that Amon didn't communicate that much with the other party, he understood that the relationship business was not settled well. If the other party wasn't also trying to win over him, he seemed to have a chance.

After seeing off the visitor, Amon smiled and handed over to the scar-faced fourth brother, Li Lai: "Thank you, fourth brother. If brother hadn't come here today, it would be hard to see me off as a guest."

This is what Amon said deliberately, in order to attract the attention of Scarface Old Li Lai. As Scarface Old Fourth Li Lai knew that he wanted to recruit him, he had already found out clearly: the management of the black market in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty

It is said that there is a powerful person standing behind him.

No matter how stormy Chang'an City has been over the years, the opponent is still as stable as Mount Tai. Jinyiwei and Baiqisi can give him some face by bringing Mingzun Holy Cult. It can be seen that the opponent fell to the ground behind him and his status. Some people speculate that he is the subordinate of Wu beside Li Mingda.

of.

No one knows exactly who fell to the ground, but it is rumored that out of the original four managers of the black market, he was the only one left overnight.

It's a werewolf~!

The scar-faced fourth boy, Li Lai, heard what Amon said and proved his guess, but as a human spirit, he would not help stupidly in vain.

"Brother Meng, my scar-faced fourth brother still has some respect in Chang'an City. All forces have to show their respect. If you don't follow me, no one will come to take your notice, right?"
Chapter completed!