Song Xian, Jia Si and the magistrate of Zhenzhou sat on a chair.

Jia Si thought that this medicine selection would be very lively, but the situation in front of him was beyond his expectations. He thought about him and turned to look at Song Xian next to him.

Song Xian is not old, but sitting there, the bitter aura emitted from his body makes people feel uneasy.

Jia Si wanted to say something in the officialdom. It was the court's grace to open an official pharmacy in Zhenzhou. Before everything started, the people should thank the court, but he was a little afraid to speak. Song Xian is different from ordinary officials. If you are not careful, Song Xian may make Song Xian unhappy.

After Jia Si thought about it like this, the surroundings were quiet for a moment.

Song Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression seemed calm, but it made people feel that the aura on his body was even colder.

Jia Si followed Song Xian's gaze and saw that there were the people who came to deliver medicine.

Song Xian's voice came faintly: "What else has Vice Envoy Jia not finished dealing with?"

Jia Si was about to ask in surprise, but he didn't say anything? But soon cold sweat came out from his forehead. Song Xian despised him and asked the people to wait here.

Jia Si coughed, stood up and asked the doctor to go see the medicine together. Who knew that as soon as he got together, he heard Song Xian say, "Since the medicinal materials were mentioned before, I will do it together today!"

Let’s do it today? Jia Si’s heart sank. Although this place is not a government office, it is also an official pharmacy bureau. There must be rules when doing things. How can there be an explanation and do it immediately?

"No?" Song Xian turned to look at Jia Si, his expression became even more indifferent. "If the official pharmacy bureau has insufficient staff, I will submit a memorial and ask the Imperial Hospital to send someone to come."

"Enough, enough," Jia Si was full of resentment but did not dare to neglect any more, "I'll do it immediately."

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Xie Liangchen reached out to cover Chen Zigeng's ears.

Chen Zigeng whispered: "Sister, I'm not cold."

The siblings tidied up their small bags together, and the black egg next to them looked at the medicinal materials they sent without blinking. Before they came in with the medicinal materials, Old Mrs. Chen told them to take care of the medicinal materials and not be taken away by others.

The medicinal materials they cook are worth a bowl of rice and a handful of them can be exchanged for a chicken.

The medicinal materials in his backpack could be exchanged for two little piglets. As he came to the official pharmacy, Heidan felt that he was carrying the piglets on his back.

The black eggs must never make people move their rice and livestock.

The snowflakes fell on the sleeves of Song Xian's official uniform. He reached out to dust his clothes and looked at the lobby of the official pharmacy bureau.

Jia Si felt Song Xian's chill gaze and immediately understood: "Let someone send the medicinal materials into the lobby, and the person who delivered the medicine also went to the lobby to wait."

Song Xian stood up and looked at Jia Si: "Thank you for your hard work in Deputy Envoy Jia. I am in the official pharmacy today. If Deputy Envoy Jia needs any help from me, just tell me."

"There is nothing else" to help? Jia Si clearly didn't ask Song Xian to do anything, but when he said this, he seemed to be very incompetent as the deputy envoy of the Imperial Hospital.

Jia Si was full of anger, but he didn't dare to say it, so he had to bow and said, "Don't worry, Lord Song." A rough man like Song Xian could only stay in a place like northern Xinjiang.

The medical worker ordered everyone to bring the medicinal materials into the lobby together.

Xie Liangchen raised his head and looked at Song Xian, shrank his neck coldly. She said she wanted the official pharmacy to distinguish between medicines, which was to facilitate the future sale of cooked medicines, and to set up a stage for the creditors to perform.

Wang Jian and his men wanted to use Chenjia Village, but they simply falsely accused Song Xian of using Chenjia Village to interact with the Liao people privately. The Liao people sold them horses and fur, and they sold them medicinal materials and cloth to the Liao people.

The medicinal materials are naturally the medicinal materials of Chenjia Village. She cannot just let the hat be placed in Chenjia Village casually. If Wang Jian can do something properly, the people behind Wang Jian will naturally not have to come forward. Therefore, even if Wang Jian frames Chenjia Village, it cannot be too simple.

She asked the official pharmacy to identify the cooked medicines in Chenjia Village. The medicines that Mr. Xu cooked are excellent, whether they are medicinal materials or methods of cooked medicines, and must be of Class A. In this way, if someone wants to pretend to be the medicinal materials in Chenjia Village, he will have to spend more effort.

If the creditor wants to perform, she will play a high platform. If the creditor wants to fish, she will change to a big hook and hang a good bait.

In short, the more difficult it is to do frame-ups, the more involved it is.

Song Xian sat on a chair and read the official documents. Occasionally, he looked up at the center of the lobby. Xie Liangchen kept looking at the signs of A, B and C in the medical worker's hand. He remembered everything where the girl's clear eyes went and slowly calculated in his belly.

She was not raised into a big businessman in her previous life, and she was truly incompetent.

Did she learn this skill in the Su family?

Song Xian thought about going to see the Su family's medicinal materials again. Is this better than the blue one? Chenjia Village will definitely be stronger than the Su family in the future.

Just when Song Xian looked up for the third time, the medical worker sent the A-level brand to Chen Zigeng, which was the first brand of medicinal materials in Chenjia Village.

Heidan looked at the wooden sign in Chen Zigeng's hand and couldn't help swallowing with greed: "Let me touch it."

Several children came over and stretched out their hands.

A wooden sign was not yet touched, and the doctor said again: "Chenjia Village roasted licorice agaricus."

Heidan rubbed his hand on his clothes and took the sign in his hand.

Chen Yuer watched the doctors keep issuing signs, and Chen Zigeng's small bag slowly bulged up. She felt a sudden feeling, as if she was dreaming.

After sending more than twenty pieces of A-level, even Jia Si walked over quickly and looked at the people in Chenjia Village in disbelief.

Chen Yuer finally couldn't help but reach out and took a sign. The red letter on the sign was so dazzling. She would recognize the word "A" from now on.

It took a whole day to divide all the medicinal materials.

The magistrate of Zhenzhou did not dare to neglect it, and transferred someone from the government office to write documents.

Chen Yongsheng has more and more documents in his hands, and he can't tell what it feels like. He is both soft and expectant. From joy to indifference, as the Chen family village, he can finally be honored and disgraced.

When the manager and shopkeeper of the pharmacy shop saw the harvest of Chenjia Village, their faces were full of envy.

When Mrs. Chen was waiting outside the official pharmacy office, when several children walked out with a bunch of red signs, she smiled so hard that her mouth was filled with wind.

Things with certificates are easy to sell, just like when they catch piglets, they also have to see if the sows are fat. Old Mrs. Chen knows this very well.

However, she didn't bother to go up to speak, so she rushed to the clean room first because she didn't have hairy socks on her feet. When Xie Liangchen and Chen Zigeng came out of the village, she stuffed one of the hairy socks to each of the siblings. The siblings refused and she said she would not go out.

As a result, she waited at home for less than an hour and then chased after her.

Old Mrs. Chen rubbed her cold nose. It was worth it. Looking at the people around her, she looked at the eyes of Chenjia Village, like a rich man.
Chapter completed!