Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Tuzi quietly entered the shop and whispered to Wen Xiaowu about the incident outside.

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Although the Wen brothers didn't say anything after hearing this, their eyes were blazing with anger and they wanted to go out and smash the shop right away.

What kind of person is this? The owner just likes to go shopping. Isn't this a good thing for you merchants?

You actually think the sect leader is a robber? The sect leader owes you a small amount of money? This is a huge joke!

If Madam wants, she can buy your whole street!

No matter how angry they were, the Wen brothers did not really do anything on their own initiative.

The rules of the Shadowless Sect have always been strict. After following the Sect Master, several elders were worried and repeatedly reminded him to protect the Sect Master well and to listen to him in everything.

Well, just bear with it for now and see what happens when the Sect Master finds out about these anomalies!

The owner of the sect was angry and told them to go back after smashing it. After all, the shop was fixed and would not fly away.

Mu Yingbao looked at some small ornaments with Xue Wenyu, and thought they were very cute, so she picked a few to take back to Brother Hui.

Therefore, Xue Wenyu did not notice that the expressions of some of his men were a little unusual.

"Okay, that's all." Mu Yingbao had finished selecting and walked out with satisfaction.

Wen Xiaowu stepped forward and patted the counter; "Boss, check out."

The boss was already nervous, and seeing the lady finally stop and leave, he felt very complicated. On the one hand, he was glad that she finally stopped picking things, and even if he really didn't intend to give her money, the loss would be just this much. On the other hand, he felt a pain in his heart.

But he didn't dare to get angry and had to force a smile to see the person out. Just as he reached the door, he heard a voice behind him calling him to pay the bill.

Sing? Check out?

The boss immediately turned around, walked into the counter, took out an abacus and calculated the bill according to the order. His hands were shaking because he was too nervous.

"Young man, the total is one hundred and twenty-six taels." The boss counted twice and said carefully.

Then he looked at the other person's entourage without blinking, took out a stack of silver bills, took out a 200 tael note, and put it in front of him.

The banknote was from the largest bank in Xixiang. The owner only needed to take a look to confirm that the banknote was genuine.

He quickly gave me the change. "Brother, I'll take one hundred and twenty taels." He even gave me a zero.

"It's what it is. My master still needs these six taels of silver from you?" Wen Xiaowu

But he didn't appreciate it. Don't think he didn't notice the boss's expression of accepting his bad luck.

"Ahem, that's not what I meant." The owner of the porcelain shop had cold sweat on his forehead.

Seeing the man outside the counter looking at him coldly, the boss's hands trembled even more and he quickly accepted the money according to 126 taels.

Wen Xiaowu collected the change. At the same time, Mu Yingbao had moved the things he had picked to the carriage outside.

"Young man, if it's inconvenient to put the goods on the carriage, I can help deliver the goods." After receiving the silver, the boss felt at ease and bolder.

Wen Xiaowu glared at him and said, "No need for that. If it can't fit, you can just buy another carriage. There shouldn't be no shortage of carriages for sale in your capital city of Xixiang." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and left.

Watching the group of people walk away, the boss wiped his forehead with his sleeve, looked at the banknotes in his hand, and looked ahead to see if there was anyone else as lucky as him today.

Ever since the invasion of the Wuyu bandits, business has been going downhill. I didn't expect that it would be a big business when it opened today.

"Hey? Why is it closed? Why is it closed? It seemed to be open just now." Mu Yingbao stopped in front of a silk shop, muttering in confusion.

Xue Wenyu thought of something and looked at his men. Lin Chuan hurried forward and spoke concisely and clearly in a low voice.

After hearing this, Xue Wenyu's face darkened.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yingbao walked forward a few steps, then remembered something and turned around to see her man, whose face suddenly changed.

She immediately leaned towards him and asked in a low voice, "But is there anything wrong? It's okay, I have a plum blossom tube with me."

The words of his wife and her expression at the moment suddenly made Xue Wenyu's depressed mood better. "The merchants here are probably afraid of us, why don't we just not meet? Go back to our Yan State and take another route. There are several prefectures and counties that are not much worse than here." Xue Wenyu discussed with his wife, fearing that it would affect her good mood. Xue Wenyu was also afraid that his wife would be sad. He had obviously come to help Xixiang a lot, but looking at the people and merchants in Xixiang, he never expected them to be grateful, but he didn't expect them to treat him like this.

Mu Yingbao suddenly understood after hearing this. "Oh, so that's how it is. It's okay. If they are timid, just close the door. Closing the door is their own loss. Let's continue."

The dozen or so people who followed had been listening with their ears perked up, and when they heard their wife's completely indifferent tone, they all suddenly laughed.

If they want to close the shop, then they can close it. What's the big deal? They are the ones who suffer the loss. I'd rather let them regret it later!

As soon as Mu Yingbao finished speaking, she saw an embroidery shop across the street and turned to Xue Wenyu and said, "This one is open, let's go in and take a look."

After saying that, he walked into the shop.

"Madam, would you like to buy some wine?" The shop owner was obviously very nervous, but she still pretended to be calm and walked forward to greet the customer.

"Let me take a look first." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

The boss Shan was following nearby. When she saw Mu Yingbao stop in front of the embroidery thread, she quickly introduced that the embroidery thread was produced by her own family and had bright colors that would not fade.

Mu Yingbao is not good at needlework, but the people around her are all experts, and Nanzhu is right beside her; "Nanzhu, take a look at the quality of this thread?"

Upon hearing this, Nanzhu stepped forward and took a look at it; "Madam, it looks okay." When Mu Yingbao heard this, she wanted to laugh. This girl is quite good at talking.

What do you mean by "okay"? If I really said it was okay, I wouldn't be so reluctant to put it down after reading it.

"If you think it's okay, pick some." Mu Yingbao also said along with Nanzhu's tone.

When Nanzhu heard this, she started picking immediately.

"Don't worry about money. The last thing we lack is money. If you think they are good, pick more." Mu Yingbao whispered to Nanzhu as the proprietress walked away.

"Ma'am, to be honest, the embroidery thread they use is really better than ours, much better. What's more, it really doesn't fade." Nanzhu saw a wet cloth on the counter, pinched it with her hand, picked up a sample of embroidery thread, waved it, looked at her clean fingers, and whispered to Mu Yingbao.

"Ma'am, to be honest, the embroidery thread they use is really better than ours, much better. What's more, it really doesn't fade." Nanzhu saw a wet cloth on the counter, pinched it with her hand, picked up a sample of embroidery thread, waved it, looked at her clean fingers, and whispered to Mu Yingbao.

"Since it's so good, let's buy more." Mu Yingbao responded in a low voice.

Xue Wenyu, who was following nearby, found it interesting to see his wife and the girl whispering to each other.

"Master." At this time, Tuzi entered the shop.

"What's the matter?" Xue Wenyu saw Tu Zi hesitated and felt his heart sink. Could it be that many shops were closing down again?

Thinking of this, Xue Wenyu even felt a little regretful. Was it wrong to come to Xixiang to help?