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Chapter 8: Cut off the source of life

She really did whatever it took to get this prescription! However, this also reflected the power of Wuwutang in the outer city. Standing on the street, she smiled and shook her head, not taking this matter to heart. She always had to eat.

The consumption level in the outer city is not something she can afford. Although she still has some savings, she can't hold on to it for long.

Now it seems that she may need to set up a street stall.

In the outer city, the street vendors are all outsiders, most of whom came to the Hanhai Desert for training. Those people are not weak, but they are more difficult to manage. Although the outer city does not refuse their entry, there are still some restrictions on the transactions of outsiders.

limited.

Most shops in the city will not take the initiative to eat the goods they have on hand. Even if they do, they will buy them at low prices. Unless they are in a hurry to use money, most people will set up stalls in a market east of the outer city to sell.

There are a lot of people coming and going in the outer city every day. If you have good things, they can be sold there quickly. However, most of those people are desperate and can start a fight without even a few words. There is a market there.

It's easy to get into trouble, which is why Huaqi has never been willing to go there to sell medicine.

Although she has means of self-protection, they are not suitable for use in front of others. If she causes trouble, no one will clean up the mess for her. She has no hope for Bai Qing's cheap father, and he is thousands of miles away. Even if something happens,

I'm afraid there won't be that chance.

"Shopkeeper, that Bailiyan went to the market." In the Wuwu Hall, the shopkeeper was sitting aside drinking tea, and two deacons in green clothes were reporting to him.

"So fast? She is quite impatient." The old shopkeeper smiled and put down the hot tea in his hand.

"Then what happens next..."

"The lady will handle it next, so you don't have to worry about it. Remember, no store is allowed to sell her medicinal materials."

"yes."

"Haha, the little girl is still a little young. There will be a day when she takes the initiative to give in." The old shopkeeper said with a smile. In his opinion, Baili Yan is just a child who has not grown up. He can make him use a little tricks.

She admitted defeat, but since the young lady wanted to take action, let her have fun.

Bailiyan had never been to the market before, but after living here for five years, she still understood the rules here. There were several soul masters stationed at the entrance of the market. She went to hand over ten silver crystal coins and they threw one away.

The sign comes over. There are numbers on the sign. This is the serial number of her stall. This sign is considered her business license.

After entering the market, she realized that it was much livelier than she had imagined. Almost as soon as she entered, her ears were filled with various sounds. It didn't look like they were selling things, but it seemed like they were about to fight. She avoided it silently.

A stall that has started a war.

Because she didn't pay much, her stall wasn't very big, only one meter square, and it was located in a corner, so it wasn't easy to be spotted.

She took out the medicine bottle, poured out one of the hemostatic pills inside, and put it into the medicine box that had been prepared. The box was not big, but it had a barrier placed by the soul master to prevent the medicinal properties from escaping.

After putting the only medicine box on the table, she sat aside and waited. She also knew that it would be difficult for such a pill to attract buyers, but who told her that she didn't have the materials? Even if she had the materials, she wouldn't dare to make it at will.

The elixirs are sold.
Chapter completed!
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