The Mongolian drug dealer wore a woolen vest, a thick navy blue jacket, and a string of red beads hanging around his neck. His skin was dark, and he didn't know whether he was wearing too thick clothes or was busy with his goods.
A thin layer of sweat broke out, and his face was dark and shiny under the sun.
His horse looked dry and chewed hay slowly, while the druggist also looked gray, as if he had traveled a long distance.
"How do you sell these medicinal materials?"
The druggist only had two carriages of medicinal materials. Because of the constant rain in the past few days, he covered them with a layer of oilcloth. Now he was struggling to pull them off. When he heard Su Yuanyuan's clear voice, he stopped.
Turn around warily.
The first impression he had when he saw Su Yuanyuan was that of a charming and beautiful Central Plains woman.
The drug dealer looked up at Su Yuanyuan and then at Qing Yi, who was standing behind Su Yuanyuan.
"You buy medicinal materials?"
He looked at Su Yuanyuan. In his stereotype, Chinese doctors were all middle-aged men with goatees. Such beautiful female doctors were very rare.
Su Yuanyuan nodded slightly, but looked past the pharmacist and looked directly at the medicinal materials on his carriage.
Those medicinal materials were exposed to the sun, and the color looked like they were from this year. "Can I take a closer look?"
She tentatively asked the drug dealer. Just looking at it would not tell the whole story. Careful inspection was needed to tell whether it was a good medicinal material this year.
The drug dealer does not have a fixed drug store to collect his medicinal materials. In the past few days, he has been suppressed by the big drug stores at low prices. It happened to be a rainy day in the past few days. If he does not sell these medicinal materials,
Go, I'm afraid it will be ruined in his hands. He was worried about this matter now. Seeing that Su Yuanyuan understood this, he quickly took a step back to make way for Su Yuanyuan.
As long as these medicinal materials can be sold, the price will be as low as possible, which is better than losing everything this year.
After receiving his permission, Su Yuanyuan dared to step forward and pick out a small amount of medicinal materials to taste carefully.
Those medicinal materials are all fresh, and the roots of some herbs are still stained with soil. They were obviously just dug out this year. If they were from last year, after a year of sedimentation, not to mention the soil on the roots, even the herbs have long been dried.
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"Can you give me all the herbs in this cart? The price is negotiable."
Su Yuanyuan really didn't want to miss out on such a good medicinal material. She had been looking for it for more than ten days and couldn't find any good medicinal material. Her mentality had already exploded. She would get it even if she spent more money this time.
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But she didn't expect that the Mongolian drug dealer was not surprised when he heard that Su Yuanyuan wanted to take them all. Instead, he was surprised.
"You're right? You want them all?"
Su Yuanyuan hummed and looked at the drug dealer's reaction. Did he not want to sell it to her?
A bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart. She had come across good medicinal materials before, but those drug dealers used their medicinal materials to maliciously raise the prices. Su Yuanyuan was also afraid that this would happen again.
The heartbeat also gradually accelerated.
But when she learned that the Mongolian drug dealer only charged 80% of the price of other drug dealers, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.
It turns out that the Mongolian tribes changed their leaders last year. The new Wolf King became warlike after taking office and started disputes with multiple tribes in just a few months.
The Mongols are nomadic people, and they have no fixed place to live in. They have no way to store food, and famine breaks out in most places.
He worked hard to protect these medicinal materials, and the whole family relied on him to sell the medicinal materials in exchange for money.
Su Yuanyuan had been living in Fishan City and knew nothing about the outside world. She only knew that the people who suffered the most during the war were the common people. She looked at the wrinkles on the drug dealer's face because of sadness, and felt a little unbearable. Finally, she gave him a satisfactory answer.
The price is such that she won’t lose money and the drug dealer won’t lose any profit either, both parties can accept it.
She asked the pharmacist to deliver the medicinal materials to the pharmacy in the south of the city, and there would be someone there to help him unload the goods.
The Mongolian drug dealer had been defrauded by Daqi merchants in the past few days. He was extremely grateful to Su Yuanyuan for meeting such a frank and sincere acquirer.
He quickly picked up the old horse that was grazing, and together with another coachman, he drove the horse slowly towards the south of the city. His body was stooped due to the pressure of life, but at this moment, his pace was extremely brisk.
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Su Yuanyuan felt very happy after solving the problem of medicinal materials, but when she was about to go home, she suddenly stopped.
Qingyi felt strange and followed his gaze.
A caravan was resting outside a post station.
There were only three carriages in their team, but there were nearly twenty people standing around.
The leader of the man is wearing a dark brown coat with a slanted front. At first glance, the style is simple, but upon closer inspection, it is very different from the clothes that the people of Daqi usually wear.
The clothes looked like Mongolian clothes, and the most important thing was that there were patterns embroidered on his chest that Su Yuanyuan couldn't understand.
He was holding the scroll as if he wanted to register these people so that they could check into the inn.
But his steps were extremely long, and Su Yuanyuan could vaguely see the knife hidden in his waist.
She exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes full of surprise, but the man turned his head and looked at Su Yuanyuan as if he was aware of Su Yuanyuan's gaze.
Fortunately, Qing Yi acted quickly and grabbed Su Yuanyuan and dragged her to the side of the carriage filled with goods. The two squatted at the shaft of the carriage and observed the situation on the other side through the holes in it.
The man's hair was thick and curly, with many braids. His face was rather large, and his cheeks had a plateau red color left by the sun all year round. His eyes were stern, and he looked around in confusion.
After seeing nothing suspicious, he put down his guard and strode towards the door of the inn.
After Su Yuanyuan dodged the sight that was like a cold knife, she gasped for air as if she was surviving a disaster.
That group of people are the Mongols, and what’s more, their carriages shouldn’t be carrying cargo. What kind of cargo does three carriages need to be escorted by more than 20 people?
Moreover, the man at the head did not look like an ordinary businessman at all. His eyes were like those of a falcon in the sky, and the fierceness in his eyes could not be faked.
She and Qing Yi avoided the group of people and left in another direction. On the way back, Su Yuanyuan felt something was wrong no matter what she thought. For some reason, she always felt inexplicably uneasy.
She hadn't been to the shop in the past few days, and Jiang Wenzheng went home directly in the evening.
Su Yuanyuan prepared the meal and sat on the stool waiting quietly. When she saw the tall figure appearing at the door, Su Yuanyuan immediately stood up and went to greet him.
She told Jiang Wenzheng about the strange man she met during the day. When she heard Su Yuanyuan describe those people as Mongolians, Jiang Wenzheng's hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists subconsciously.
