My fortune telling is so accurate that big bosses from all walks of life begged me to come out.

Chapter 67: Is it because he can’t do it, so he comes to buy medicine?
"Okay." Bo Beicheng asked, "What medicinal materials do you want to buy?"

"It's a bit much." Li Xinglian said distressedly, "But I don't have any money anymore, so I have to sell the Qi and Blood Pills first."

Bo Beicheng estimated: "The recycling price of the Qi Blood Pill is about 40. If it is sold on consignment, the price will be higher, and the store will charge some consignment fees."

Li Xinglian nodded and said simply: "You are familiar with this, I'll leave it to you."

Bo Beicheng smiled: "Okay, let's eat first. After dinner, I will take you to the black market."

Li Xinglian spent the whole morning refining the medicine and was already hungry.

Bo Beicheng brought not only ginseng soup but also two side dishes.

Bo Beicheng had prepared it himself and was going to take it to the hospital. Unexpectedly, Li Xinglian went directly back to the apartment.

Bo Beicheng glanced across the apartment.

There is a refrigerator and a kitchen. If you want to buy groceries in the future, it would be a good idea to cook here.

But it's still a bit far away from where he lives. Should he move closer, or should he find an excuse to move Li Xinglian to a place closer to him?

After eating, the two went to the black market together.

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The two of them arrived at a very classic street.

Nearby is the famous ancient style Internet celebrity street, and many people wearing Hanfu are walking there.

Bo Beicheng took Li Xing to a sparsely populated street.

This street does not sell Internet celebrity food, nor are it souvenirs.

Instead, there are various teas, antiques, and several pharmacies.

Tourists who entered by mistake saw how bored they were, took another look at the price, and left in shock.

Bo Beicheng: "People who really want to buy something will match the password with the store, and after matching the password, go to the second floor to do the transaction.

If you are an ordinary tourist who doesn't know anything, he will be confused after entering and leave. "

Li Xinglian looked at the crowd on the other side and thought it was indeed a black market.

He actually managed to stay hidden in the city.Even if someone comes to check, opens the door and shouts, "I am a tea seller," nothing will be found.

"If you want to sell elixirs on consignment, you can go to Jishi Hall." Bo Beicheng took Li Xinglian to a pharmacy and introduced: "Hu Qiaojun, the owner of Jishi Hall, has a vicious eye and... cheerful personality."

Li Xinglian raised his head.

On the simple plaque, the three words "Jishitang" in dark gold are deep and solemn.

There is a couplet hanging beside the door:
I wish that no one in the world is sick, I would rather have the medicine on the cabinet gathering dust.

Compared with [Tuesday Membership Day] [200-20 over] in other pharmacies, this couplet is indeed popular.

The two walked into Jishi Hall.

When the apprentice in the store saw a customer coming in, he politely asked, "Do you two need anything?"

Li Xinglian glanced at the Chinese medicine cabinet behind his apprentice.

There are indeed more types of medicinal materials than ordinary pharmacies.

Bo Beicheng's cell phone displayed the membership code and asked, "Is Boss Hu here?"

After the apprentice scanned the membership code, his expression became more respectful: "You two, please go to the waiting room and wait a moment. The boss is making medicine in the back. I'll call her."

Bo Beicheng explained: "It used to be a membership card. Later, I imported it into my mobile phone and generated a membership code, which is more convenient."

Li Xinglian: Technology changes life.

The two sat down in the waiting room,

After a while, a charming voice sounded: "Mr. Bo, Miss Li, why did the two of you talk about my pharmacy when you were in love?"

Li Xinglian followed the sound and saw a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure wearing a cheongsam walking in, waving a fan, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Hu Qiaojun put his hand on Li Xinglian's shoulder skillfully and asked with a smile: "Sister, is it because he is not good at it and wants to buy some medicine for him to make him more alive?"

"Miss Li and I are friends." Bo Beicheng rescued Li Xinglian and got to the point, "I'm looking for you today because I want to sell a pill."

(End of this chapter)