615. Chapter 615 Self-cultivation of pharmacists 1
From that time on, Mu Xiaobao never called Uncle Beauty, but changed his name to... Uncle 囧.
Because his new face is so similar to the word "囧" that his mother taught him.
Mu Xiaobao is very busy these days, because he deeply feels the burden on him.
After my mother made a purchase list, she had been refining alchemy in seclusion. In addition to being responsible for purchasing all her things, I was also invited to the palace from time to time to teach Huangfule, and I also had to quickly open a shop to make money.
Because no one staying at Xianyun Inn will pay!
Uncle Ji won't say it anymore, he doesn't have this consciousness at all.
Master Bao and Uncle Qingyan... Master Bao said that this inn belonged to them, so it was also his, and of course he would not pay for it from his own property.
The uncles and aunts of the Yeluo Sect are living here temporarily because the underground palace was destroyed. Those who are unwilling to give up are still trying to find ways to repair it. My mother said that they are also in misery, so don't ask for money.
Uncle Xiahou has changed a little since Sister Xiao Qiao and Sister Wei Yang left. Although his words and tone are similar to before, he just feels that there has been a little change. So when his very busy mother reported this matter, he just
He said that he had suffered a great loss and let it go.
Xiaobao thought to himself that although Uncle Xiahou was a little sad, he must also be secretly happy.
On the third day of my mother's retreat, just when he was about to find a reason to charge for the room, Uncle Xiahou was about to leave.
"Uncle Xiahou, did you do this on purpose?" Mu Xiaobao raised his head, holding an abacus and a bill, "Let's stay one more day!"
Xia Houyan couldn't escape, "Well... from now on, you leave Yeliang Country and come to Uncle Xiahou's shop, where you can stay wherever you like!"
"I didn't have to pay in the first place. Uncle Xiahou, have you forgotten the gold button you gave me?"
After packing his luggage, Xia Houyan ordered his servants to take the package and deliver it to the carriage outside, "No need to say more, goodbye Xiaobao!"
"Uncle Xiahou, you are so stingy! From now on when we do business together, we must give Xiaobao a preferential price!"
"We can talk about this later!!!" Xia Houyan said hurriedly, and smiled to reassure him, "Uncle Xia Hou suddenly lost two helpers, and now there is a lot of mess waiting for me to clean up. When I find better helpers,
Let’s talk about it again. There’s no need to send Xiaobao away!!”
"Hey!" Seeing the carriage go away, Mu Xiaobao held the abacus and account book, feeling a little sad again.
"Uncle Yun, are you really not staying at our inn anymore?" Mu Xiaobao turned his head and looked at the man behind him, Yun Lang, who was dressed in white.
"It's still unnecessary." Yun Lang said calmly.
Although the Book of Bailuo still belonged to Mu Lingbo, she promised to return it to him. Seeing the lists that Mu Lingbo gave, he knew that alchemy was indeed a costly affair.
"Forget it, how about Uncle Yun, if you come here, Xiaobao won't charge you any money." Mu Xiaobao sighed, "Actually, mother said she wouldn't charge you either, because refining alchemy is too expensive. I really doubt that mother
If we continue like this, will we use up all the coffins?"
The dozing thousand-year-old raccoon dog on Xiaobao's shoulder rubbed his neck twice to express comfort.
"Coffin book?" Yun Lang asked in his mind, is it a bit too exaggerated?
"At least my mother's dowry is gone, and now Xiaobao can make a lot of money! But the people in Yeliang Kingdom are not very rich, so Xiaobao can't do it. The royal family is Xiaobao's apprentice and his natal family."
