Hearing what the Marquis said, Ma Honghong immediately covered her bag and said: "Master Marquis, don't listen to them, they don't do it at all!"
The Marquis glanced at Fang Yan and the others, then looked at Ma Honghong: "Everyone is here, you'll find out when you open it."
Ma Honghong couldn't help but blush, after all, things were just as Fang Yan thought.
Previously, Shuang'er was holding ginseng to sell to Hongyanju. Ma Honghong could tell at a glance that the ginseng was of average quality, but when she lifted her nose to sniff, she smelled a medicinal aroma in the bag.
She originally wanted to buy it at a lower price, but Shuang'er refused and wanted to sell it to Chen Noen. When she saw this situation, she quickly ran out to intercept and buy it.
Now that I open it in front of everyone, wouldn’t my little plan be made public?
However, although Hongyanju is one of the largest shops in Lingjiang's black market, Mr. Hou is the most prestigious person here after all. He even spoke, and Ma Honghong had no choice but to open the bag.
Shuang'er immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag and said, "This is my medicine!"
Ma Honghong stared: "Give it back to you, give me back the ten thousand yuan!"
Fang Miaoxue on the side said: "Why? You bought this bag and the ginseng. Now it is appropriate to return the medicine to Shuang'er. Why should you return it?"
"That's right, I'm not as bullying as you!"
Chen Noen said.
The little sisters had been talking to each other since just now. Ma Honghong was so angry that she couldn't say anything. She clenched her fists and turned around and walked into Hongyan Residence.
The farce ended and everyone dispersed.
Fang Yan looked at Chu Qinghan beside him. At this time, the woman was still leaning in his arms.
He withdrew abruptly. Chu Qinghan lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. He looked at him with a coquettish look on his face: "You are so heartless. I helped you, but you want to throw me!"
Seeing this, Chen Nuoen and Fang Miaoxue looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
Fang Yan ignored it and walked aside: "Shuang'er, can you show me your medicine?"
Because Fang Yan and the others had helped her, Shuang'er nodded unsuspectingly and handed over the porcelain bottle.
Fang Yan turned the porcelain bottle upside down, and a pill inside fell into his hand.
Fang Yan was slightly startled when he saw the elixir's round and round appearance, coupled with the obvious layer of aura on the outside.
Are there really alchemists in this world?
Moreover, although the elixir was somewhat clumsily made, its appearance was exquisite, and it was obviously made in an elixir furnace.
Fang Yan took a breath when he lifted his nose and smelled it.
There is actually rotten grass in this medicine!
Heartwort is a very toxic medicine. In addition to its corrosive effect, it also has paralyzing properties. It will enter the bloodstream within a short period of time, and even if it is detoxified, it will be too late.
However, the dose of rotten grass in this elixir is very small and will not be fatal immediately, but it can also have the effect of chronic poisoning.
Fang Yan looked at Shuang'er and said, "Who gave you this medicine?"
Shuang'er blinked her big eyes: "My grandma gave it to me. I have been seriously ill since I was a child. If I don't take medicine, it will be very painful."
Fang Yan frowned, if it wasn't Shuang'er who was lying, then it was her grandma who was lying again.
Even in the world of cultivation, there is only one use for rotten heart grass, which is to refine voodoo, and it is a human voodoo!
Cure? Absolutely impossible!
However, Fang Yan didn't say it out loud, he just nodded, secretly replaced the elixir with a Jingqi elixir, and gave it back to Shuang'er.
This girl and I have some chance, I hope I can save her life.
"Mr. Fang, can I buy you a cup of tea?"
At this time, Mr. Hou cupped his fists and said.
Fang Yan thought for a while and realized that he might not need people from the black market in the future, so he simply nodded: "Okay."
Chu Qinghan smiled and said: "Master Hou, why don't you go to my Pink Butterfly House?"
Afterwards, a few people went to Pink Butterfly Square, but this time they were not in the store, but at the place where Fang Yan checked out last time.
The second floor of Pink Butterfly Square.
Make some tea, and the refreshing aroma of tea floats in the living room.
"Snow is falling on the top of the dragon. It's a good tea. What do you think of the taste, Mr. Fang?" Mr. Hou asked.
Fang Yan took a sip and put down the tea cup: "I don't understand tea, it's just to quench thirst."
The Marquis nodded and thought to himself, if an ordinary young master would brag about his knowledge of tea at this time, Mr. Fang was different, as most talented people are too lazy to brag.
"Mr. Fang came to our black market twice and spent more than ten million. I wonder if you have any comments?"
Fang Yan pondered for a long time and said: "No, but... I am looking for something. I wonder if Mr. Hou can help me?"
"I am willing to serve and open the door to do business. The needs of customers are our job, let alone big customers!"
"I want to find a cauldron, it can be big or small, but it must be at least a hundred years old."
Chu Qinghan frowned slightly: "Fang Yan, do you want antiques?"
"I'm not interested in antiques, only cauldrons!"
Mr. Hou thought for a while: "Can Mr. Fang describe the needs? For example... year? style? material? It will also make it easier for us to find!"
Chu Qinghan smiled: "Master Hou, he has just said that it can be big or small, but the year required, I guess it is... at least a genuine antique tripod, as big as a tripod surrounded by three or four people, or as small as the palm of your hand.
,right?"
Fang Yan nodded: "Boss Chu is very smart."
Hearing this, Chu Qinghan tilted his head and stuck out his tongue at him: "Hey, if they find it, how can you thank them?"
Seeing this, Chen Nuoen and Fang Miaoxue opened their eyes wide. Is this woman...necessary to be like this?
"Ahem, just keep talking, why are you so talkative..." Chen Nuoen couldn't help but whisper.
Chu Qinghan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will contact you if you find him."
"Thanks."
After that, Fang Yan stood up and walked out, followed closely by Chen Nuoen and Fang Miaoxue.
Chu Qinghan immediately got up and chased out: "I'll see you off!"
Mr. Hou couldn't help but was stunned, walked to the first floor and said: "Dun'er, how many times has Mr. Fang been here?"
"Master Hou, I've been here twice."
The Marquis narrowed his eyes slightly: "Only twice? Your boss... seems to treat him differently."
Dun'er laughed out loud: "Yes, Mr. Hou, the head of the household told me last time that whenever Mr. Fang comes, I must call her as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Mr. Hou smiled: "I used to play it fake, but this time I dare to play it for real?"
"Master Hou, we don't dare to talk nonsense, but Mr. Fang is rich and will spend tens of millions without blinking an eye."
"Haha, who comes to the black market without money? It seems that this time... I have to use your head's discerning eyes. Sometimes, she can see people more accurately than I do!"
Chu Qinghan kept sending Fang Yan and the others out of the black market.
Fang Yan turned around and said, "You don't do business anymore?"
Chu Qinghan smiled and said: "It's more important to give it to you. Hey, aren't you curious why I helped you just now?"
Fang Yan shook his head and said nothing.
Chen Noen laughed and said: "Haha, I thought I had hit a wall."
Chu Qinghan disagreed and followed him: "But I have to say it because you are different!"
"Are you done?" Fang Yan said.
Chu Qinghan curled his lips: "You are so boring. Don't you really want to know what I said to Mr. Hou just now so that he helped you?"
"I don't want to." Fang Yan continued to move forward.
Chen Noen suppressed a smile.
Fang Miaoxue whispered: "But I want to know..."
Chen Noen immediately turned around and frowned: "Little traitor!"
Fang Miaoxue pouted: "Sister Noen, but I'm really curious!"
Chu Qinghan laughed out loud, stepped forward and took Fang Miaoxue's hand: "Little sister, since you want to know, then I will tell you, come on!"
Out of curiosity, Fang Miaoxue immediately put her ear towards it.
After saying that, Chu Qinghan smiled, turned around and walked back to the black market.
Chen Noen came up and said, "Little traitor, what did she just say to you?"