Chapter 42 - City (2)

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"The pharmacy, I know where that is. It's at the intersection ahead, turn right. In that alley, there's a pharmacy, it's pretty big.

" This uncle who sold newspapers… after seeing Chen Meng'er's tender and cute face, his attitude unconsciously became a lot better as he answered.

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"Thank you, Uncle. Uncle, you're really nice.

" In this life, Chen Meng'er had long grasped the essentials of being liked as a child. That was to be sweet-mouthed.

nAs soon as Chen Meng'er said these words. It was to coax the uncle who sold newspapers to smile.

"Ah, you little girl, you're so cute. Your words are also so nice.

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nChen Ping, who was standing behind Chen Meng'er, memorized the address the uncle who sold newspapers said while listening to the person praise his daughter. He said proudly,

"Sir, thank you.

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nThen, Chen Ping took Chen Meng'er's hand and walked towards the address of the pharmacy given by the uncle who sold newspapers. As they walked. Chen Ping lectured Chen Meng'er,

"Meng'er, this is the city, not our village. You can't run around randomly. If you get lost, I won't be able to find you in such a big place.

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"I understand, dad. I will follow you. I won't run around randomly.

" Chen Meng'er thought that she wasn't a real child and wouldn't do something shameful like getting lost. However, she knew that if she didn't admit to her mistake, her father, Chen Ping, would keep nagging.

nChen Ping's good attitude towards his daughter admitting her mistake made him stop nagging. He even changed the topic and asked Chen Meng'er,

"Meng'er, are you tired? Do you want me to carry you?

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nChen Meng'er was really a little tired at this time. However, she had already silently decided in her heart that when she went back, she would start to train her skills. Chen Meng'er, who wanted to pick up all the skills from her previous life, gritted her teeth and said,

"I'm not tired. I will walk on my own.

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nFrom the sound of it, the pharmacy did not seem to be very far from the station. However, when she really walked, it was not close. As a result, Chen Meng'er, who insisted on walking on her own, started to sweat. This made Chen Ping's heart ache. In the end, ignoring his daughter's request, he bent down and picked Chen Meng'er up.

nThe pharmacy was a typical ancient building. There was a thick and heavy door. There was also a plaque hanging on the door, all of which showed that this pharmacy had a long history.

nAnd this pharmacy was exactly what Chen Meng'er was looking for. If it were the modern pharmacies of later generations, Chen Meng'er would probably turn around and leave with her father without saying a word, because the pharmacies of later generations specialized in selling Western medicine and proprietary Chinese medicine. They also sold traditional Chinese medicine like ginseng. However, they could not understand the quality of ginseng. Even if they could understand it, they would still charge the normal price of ginseng.

nChen Ping carried Chen Meng'er into the pharmacy's door, and a strong wave of traditional Chinese medicine greeted him.

nAt this moment, a young man in a large coat walked over.

"Hello, are you here to see a doctor or to get medicine?

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nChen Ping shook his head when he heard the question from the young man in a lab coat.

"Neither.

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"Then why are you here?

" The young man in a lab coat looked at Chen Ping and Chen Meng'er, the father and daughter, and asked curiously.

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"We're here to sell medicine.

" Chen Meng'er turned around in her father's arms and rushed to answer.

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"Sell medicine? May I know what medicine you've brought? Can you show it to me?

" The young man in a lab coat raised his eyebrows. After sizing up Chen Ping, Chen Meng'er and her father wore a look of realization.

"No. We're only showing this medicine to the manager of your pharmacy.

" Chen Meng'er knew at a glance that the young man in front of her was just a shop assistant, he couldn't make the decision at all. It could be said that he could make the decision for some small things. However, he didn't have the authority to do bigger things.

nThe young man felt a little uncomfortable when Chen Meng'er asked to see the manager, and the smile on his face disappeared. He was about to say something unpleasant when an old man's voice came from behind him,

"Oh, what kind of herb did you bring here? How could you ask to see the manager?

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nAn old man with white hair and a cane walked out from the back hall. When the young man saw who it was, he immediately became respectful.

"Sir, why are you here?

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"I happened to be in the back hall and heard the little girl's voice. I was curious, so I came out to take a look,

" the old man said and looked at Chen Meng'er with a smile.

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"Grandpa, when you see it later, you'll know what good stuff we brought. But, Grandpa, can we have a word?

" As she spoke, Chen Meng'er looked around the pharmacy and said to the old man.

nThe old man looked at Chen Meng'er's quick-witted look and was in a good mood. He laughed and said,

"Okay. Listen to the little girl. Come in with me.

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nChen Ping carried Chen Meng'er and followed behind the old man into the pharmacy. Behind the pharmacy was a different world. A large courtyard house. Once Chen Meng'er walked into the courtyard, she looked around and recognized that the land was filled with herbs. Some were precious and rare, and some were common.

nChen Meng'er was able to recognize these herbs at a glance because of the books in her study.

nThe old man noticed the way Chen Meng'er looked at the herbs. He asked,

"Why? Little girl, do you know these herbs?

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"Yes. A bit.

" Chen Meng'er didn't dare to give a true answer because her father was there. However, she still surprised Chen Ping.. He was surprised when his daughter knew these herbs.

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