"Tang Xuantian, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Meng Jiayi cocked her little head.
He took a sip of milk tea with his rosy mouth and said with a happy smile: "Tang Xuantian, the herbal medicine market is a mixed bag. You are a foreigner shopping here, so be careful and you may be fooled by others."
"Do you want me to check it for you?"
"I dare not say anything else, but I have a very good taste. Look at me, I have found so many treasures."
She pointed at the package in her guard's hand and raised her jade neck proudly, as if to show off.
Tang Ming smiled and said: "Ms. Meng has a sharp eye for pearls, and her vision is indeed vicious."
"Hehe, you are quite good at complimenting others."
Meng Jiayi's smile is as bright as a flower.
At this time, the drug store owner, an old man wearing a gray robe, handed over the packaged goods with a smile.
"Miss Meng, this is your two-hundred-year silver bellflower. Thank you very much, Miss Meng, for your patronage."
The old man's face was full of enthusiasm.
"Well, your stuff is pretty good. I'll come back tomorrow."
Meng Jiayi took the exquisite packaging box with a smile.
During this process, Tang Ming glanced at the packaging box and frowned, with a strange expression on his face.
"This gentleman."
The old man frowned, a little displeased: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you are not satisfied with the medicinal materials in our Qingcaotang?"
Um?
Meng Jiayi reacted a moment too late, turned around and asked, "Tang Xuantian, is there something wrong with this medicinal material?"
"No, you are worrying too much."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and shook his head. Without saying anything else, he stepped forward and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the old man refused to give up: "Sir, it's better to say it clearly. Our Qingcaotang has a century-old reputation in Shanyu."
"Are you sure you don't want to explain your expression just now?"
He had his hands behind his back and his attitude was arrogant.
Tang Ming frowned slightly.
Qi Yunxiao sneered: "I said you guys are so overbearing, do we have to explain every expression?
Those who don’t know better think that Qingcaotang is a relative of the emperor.”
"Hmph, the herbs in our Qingcaotang are all the best among the best. His expression just now was obviously a bit disdainful. Is it wrong for me to ask him to explain?"
The old man was not afraid at all and said sarcastically: "It would be nice if I could say something, but I'm afraid some people will make a fool of myself."
"This young lady has a complicated heart. It's better to be cautious in making friends, so as not to be deceived by some scheming people."
He looked at Meng Jiayi and said the next words.
"Um..." Meng Jiayi said a little cutely: "Old sir, it's not that serious. My friend didn't say anything just now."
"He didn't say anything, but his expression was a provocation to our Qingcaotang."
The old man spoke calmly, pointed to the store plaque, and said loudly: "This signboard was built during the Guangxu period, more than a hundred years ago."
"Qingcaotang has been in Shanyu for so long, and it is among the best in this street in terms of brand and reputation."
"A century-old sign cannot be provoked by ignorant children!"
He spoke very loudly.
There were already a lot of people on the street. Attracted by these words, many people gathered around to watch the fun.
After all, it is human nature to watch the excitement.
Seeing more and more people around him, the old man was secretly happy. It seemed like he was making trouble unreasonably, but unknowingly, he was advertising his own shop.
"Everyone, Qingcaotang's signature character is childlike."
"Don't be fooled by some people. Just in time for this grand event, I, Qingcaotang, offer a 20% discount on everything. At the same time, the store also has free 'Mingshen Meditation Tea'. You can come in and taste it for free."
The old man spoke loudly.
Many customers are a little moved and want to go into the store together.
But suddenly.
Tang Ming turned around and said calmly: "It's such a century-old sign. If it's talking nonsense and selling fake medicine, Qingcaotang is indeed a century-old store."
Huh! The whole place was silent.
The old man who owned the shop was stunned for a moment, and his face was livid with anger: "Ignorant children, don't talk nonsense, our Qingcaotang's reputation cannot be compromised!"
"I know, aren't you using me as an excuse to advertise Qingcaotang?"
"Then today, I will give you Qingcaotang a good publicity."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and suddenly pointed at the exquisite packaging in Meng Jiayi's hand: "Miss Meng, the two-hundred-year-old silverbell in your hand is fake."
Fake?
Meng Jiayi froze on the spot: "Are you sure?"
"Ms. Meng, don't listen to the nonsense of a shameless child!"
"This kind of villain just wants to sensationalize and attract your attention. He is even ambitious. I don't know what dirty thoughts he has in contacting you!"
The old man yelled and cursed.
Meng Jiayi shook her head slightly. She had previously invited Tang Ming to go shopping, but Tang Ming refused. It was impossible for the other party to contact her intentionally.
Tang Ming ignored the old man and said with a smile: "I'm sure it's a fake, Miss Meng, I see you bought silver bellflower, red ginseng wood, mica fruit and Sichuan wood flower."
"These medicinal materials should be used to refine the Marrow Clearing Pill, right?"
Meng Jiayi's face was full of shock, she opened her mouth in a cute manner and nodded slightly.
She indeed came here to buy medicinal materials in order to refine the Marrow Clearing Pill.
But based on the medicinal materials alone, you can guess what elixir she wants to refine. Isn't this incredible?
"The Qingmarrow Pill has the effect of cleaning the marrow and cutting off the pulse, and removing internal toxins. Among them, the two-hundred-year-old silverbell is the main medicine."
"If the vintage of Silver Bellflower is not up to standard, the Qingmarrow Pill will lack the detoxifying effect. Not only will it not be able to detoxify, but it will accumulate toxins in the body."
"The silver bellflower you bought is not two hundred years old, but is only catalyzed by chemical substances. It has no medicinal properties inside and even contains toxins."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
Meng Jiayi's beautiful eyes widened.
"Full of nonsense!"
"It's just ridiculous!"
The old man was furious: "How can I sell counterfeit medicine with the century-old signboard of Qingcaotang? Ignorant boy, if you continue to tarnish my shop sign, I will never end it with you!"
After speaking, he waved his hand.
Inside the Qingcaotang, several strong men walked over with unkind expressions.
The faces of the people around him changed slightly.
Meng Jiayi also frowned slightly, glanced at the old man, and then looked at Tang Ming: "Tang Xuantian, do you have any evidence to prove the authenticity of Bellflower?"
Tang Ming smiled lightly and said: "It's simple, you grind it into powder, then find a white mouse to try it and you will know."
Meng Jiayi nodded and ordered: "Akui, go to the bamboo rat shop in front and buy a bamboo rat for testing."
"yes."
Akui turned around and left. Not long after, he came back with a plump bamboo rat and some tools for grinding medicinal materials.
The old man's face changed slightly: "Ms. Meng, this medicinal plant sells for more than 7 million yuan, why are you willing to grind it now?
If the medicinal properties evaporate and the elixir cannot be made, wouldn't it be a big loss?"
"It's okay. My family has money, so that's enough."
Meng Jiayi waved carelessly.
These words made the people around her look strange. They didn't expect that this delicate and beautiful girl was actually fair, rich and beautiful.
soon.
Akui ground the silverbell into medicinal powder.
Dilute it with water and feed it to the bamboo rats.
For a moment, everyone around them was staring at the little bamboo rat, eager to see what would happen.
Time passed slowly.
Five minutes passed, and the little bamboo rat was still jumping around.
"Look, it's obviously okay, it's just this ignorant kid who is slandering me!"
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "You wasted more than seven million on Miss Meng, and you also slandered my century-old Qingcaotang brand. Boy, how are you going to compensate me!"
"If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm afraid you won't be kind..." He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Suddenly, the little bamboo rat lying on the ground let out a sharp cry, which was full of anger.