The sky-high price doctor in the rebirth space

Chapter 395

The reason why Cheng Yu is not only concerned is that on the one hand, his own children are not so easily bullied, and on the other hand, it is also because there is a young monk following him. I don't care.

When the two children came out, they wandered around first, and bought something delicious when they saw it.

The little monk, who can do without eating, has been taken by barley during this period, and he is ready to eat. Not many people can resist the experience of delicious food.

After walking around, two people and one cat eat round stomachs.

After eating and shopping, the little monk thought it was time to go home, but barley stopped in front of a medicine shop.

The little monk tilted his head and looked in. Except for many people buying medicine, he didn't find anything special. He turned around and touched Damai's head, "Aren't you sick?"

"What's wrong?" Damai pulled his hand away, "Brother is in good health."

"If you're not sick, why are you staring at other people's pharmacies?" The little monk frowned.

"Brother is looking for business opportunities." Damai folded his arms and stroked his chin, looking extremely serious.

The little monk shook his head and took the trouble to correct him, "There are two mistakes in your sentence. First, I am older than you, so I want you to call me elder brother. That is why you call me elder brother. Second, business opportunities have nothing to do with us. , let's go back, it's time for lunch."

"Why aren't you stupid now?" Damai turned his head, "Is it a brother when you are older? You are older than my dad, do you dare to let him call you brother? No one will believe you."

The little monk couldn't find anything to refute, and no one would believe him if he said it, and they would just treat him like a child.

"So age is not a problem." Brother Big Mac put his arms around his shoulders, "It's not that this business opportunity has nothing to do with us, but it has a lot to do with it. We want to make money, and only when we make money can we Only by buying good food and drink can we feed the people we want to feed."

The little monk originally wanted to say that he can do without eating or drinking, so he doesn’t need to make money, but after this period of time, he felt that eating and drinking is quite pleasant, so he swallowed this back and changed it to, “We don’t make money. You can also eat and drink, your parents will give us food and drink."

Damai gave him a look that you are too unpromising and unmotivated, "What your parents give you is not as comfortable as what you earn. People have to be self-reliant and independent, do you understand?"

Speaking of being independent, he just likes to make money. Last time selling pills completely aroused his interest in making money, so before, he asked his mother to make a lot of pills for him in the space. Selling pills here is No, you can only sell pills.

So when he saw that this pharmacy had a lot of traffic, his brain became active. The people who came here must be buying medicines. If they set up a stall here, the business should not be bad.

So, Da Mai took the little monk and set up a stall next to the pharmacy, a small table, two stools, and a cloth banner with various pills written on it, such as colds, headaches, fevers, etc. cure pills.

It's just that there are a lot of people coming and going, but no one buys it. The two children set up a stall to sell medicine, who would believe it.

This situation was beyond Damai's expectations, and it was useless to yell out his throat, so he complained to the little monk, "It's too cute to look like, it's also a sin."

Damai has never been so depressed. When he was about to close the stall, he suddenly heard a person saying, "It may not be a fake medicine. Did you see that little monk? It might be the medicine made by that master with great medical skills... "

How fast is Barley's mind, and soon he produced the special medicine developed by a certain master. In order to save the world, he specially asked his apprentice to sell it to save the world.

Sure enough, as soon as the signboard was put out, the business came to the door. Some people took it on the spot and noticed the curative effect, and as soon as it was publicized, more and more people bought the medicine.

While receiving the money, Damai was happily from ear to ear.

But the little monk couldn't be happy, staring at the name of a certain master, he asked Damai, "I've never heard of this master's name, how could it be my master?"

Damai said indifferently, "Don't say you haven't heard of it, and I haven't heard of it either. I just made it up. How could you know?"

"Currently made up?" The little monk widened his eyes, "Aren't you cheating?"

"Business? You can't make money if you are honest." Damai said in an elderly tone, "Although you are a bit too honest and stupid, but don't worry, you have a brother, and you will definitely be popular. Drink spicy."

"But it's wrong for you to do this. You're cheating, you're lying." The little monk wouldn't be him if he didn't babble.

Damai gave him an annoyed sideways glance, "I'm lying, that's right, but my medicine is good, I dare say, no one can compare with the medicine made by my mother, and the patients who buy my medicine only It will get better faster."

Of course, the little monk knew that their medicines were better than those of other people's. Those medicines were grown in space, how could they be compared with ordinary medicines, "But, but..." He spent a long time, but couldn't find any powerful words. refute.

"Okay, don't be silly, you can't figure it out with your elm head, you just need to know that we are benefiting people, not hurting them." Damai patted him on the shoulder, "Help collect the money. "

Their business is good, but the business of the pharmacy next to them is naturally not good.

The shopkeeper came out to chase them away, picked up the little monk and was about to throw it aside.

When Damai next to him saw it, he immediately became angry, raised his foot and kicked the man's arm, the man let go of the little monk's hand with a groan, "Little bastard, you dare to hit someone, look at me!" How do I clean you up today..."

"You were the one who hit someone first." Damai raised his head, showing no sign of fear.

"What's the matter with beating you? The robbing of business has come to our door, are there any rules?"

"I don't know any rules. I only know that this place belongs to everyone, not your family. I love it there. What's wrong with me stealing your business? Robbing your business can only mean that your medicine is not good. If it was a medicine store, they wouldn't come to buy mine."

"That's right, that's right, the medicine these two kids sell is really good." The onlookers talked a lot, all accusing the shopkeeper of being wrong.

The shopkeeper looked at it, blushed with anger, and was about to kick their table, but before he could kick it, the second cat squatting on Damai's shoulder flew out with a swish, biting like lightning. After getting on the man's leg, the man immediately hugged his leg and let out a miserable howl, "My leg."

The people around saw that the man's legs were dripping with blood, and immediately stepped back, looking in horror at the cat that had returned to the child.

"What's the matter?" Several people came out of the pharmacy.

"Master, some people came to our door to snatch business. I chased them away, but they let the beasts bite me and bit me off a piece of meat. It hurt me to death. Master, you can't let them go, you Make the decision for me..." The shopkeeper rolled over in pain.

"Who doesn't understand the rules..." When he saw someone, Xie Shiyuan was suddenly stunned, "Why are you?" He asked and looked around.

"What's wrong with me? If you don't accept it, just let the horse come here." Hearing his father say that this man had imprisoned his mother, Damai didn't like him very much.

"Where are your parents?" Xie Shiyuan asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"You don't need to look for it. My parents are not here. If you want to fight, you can only look for me." Damai put on a fighting posture.

Xie Shiyuan couldn't help laughing, "I don't fight, I have something to do with your parents where you live."

"Master?" The shopkeeper who was waiting for the master to support him was dumbfounded.

"This is the child of a friend of mine. It's not that I won't help you. It's that I may not be able to help you. You have seen how powerful he and his cat are. Besides, he has very powerful parents, so he can't be messed with." Get up." Xie Shiyuan smiled wryly, he was telling the truth, and he wasn't trying to play tricks on his shopkeeper.

Even the young master said that he couldn't afford to offend him, so the background must be serious, so the shopkeeper had no choice but to bear it, and asked the clerk in the pharmacy to help him up, and went to treat the injury.

Damai wouldn't tell him where his family was staying. Seeing that he didn't intend to fight and the medicine was almost sold out, he packed up and left.

Xie Shiyuan didn't get any words out of the child's mouth, and followed from a distance. After following for a while, he found that the two children walked into the same door.

Xie Shiyuan and his servant hurriedly followed in, and found that what came in was a gambling hall, which was filled with a group of red-eyed gamblers, and the two children had long since disappeared.

"It's really not easy for them to find out these two children." The servant said with some emotion.

Xie Shiyuan didn't speak.

Damai, who was walking home, couldn't help snorting, "I still want to follow me, and I don't want to see who the young master is."

The little monk asked with admiration, "How did you guess that he would follow us?"

Damai sneered, "What's the problem? My father said that this person coveted my mother and imprisoned my mother because of it. Naturally, he will not let go of the opportunity to find my mother."

(End of this chapter)