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

Without waiting for his signal, an attendant beside him followed.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?" Mu Yingbao picked up the largest strawberry and wanted to give it to Xue Wenyu to taste first, but found that his expression was different.

You were smiling just now, why are you angry now?

Xue Wenyu was a little surprised when he heard his wife ask this. Why was he so upset now?

"It's okay. Is this delicious?" He didn't want to affect his wife's good mood, so he responded while opening his mouth and biting the wild fruit in her hand.

He knew that his wife would not be nervous or afraid even if she found out that someone was peeping at her with bad intentions. It was just that he liked watching her talking to the old man like this.

This made him feel very comfortable. He didn't know when he started to like this tedious and dull daily life. He liked watching her bargaining with the stall owner and liked listening to her chatting with the women who set up stalls.

Mu Yingbao also knew, of course, that the reason he didn't tell her what happened was because he didn't want to affect her mood.

Therefore, she ignored it and did not ask any further questions.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Mu Yingbao didn't expect that Xue Wenyu had never eaten this fruit.

Xue Wenshou raised his eyebrows and nodded; "Not bad, but it's too small. You like to eat this kind of food very much.

"Yes, you don't know, this can also be used to make a lot of snacks, such as Caoli wine, Caoli sauce, and Caoli preserved fruit." Mu Yingbao's eyes lit up when he talked about food.

"Are these enough? It's still early, how about I take people out of the city to search?" Xue Wenyu said, looking at the sky.

After he said this, the smiling old man who was holding the small silver piece on his chest stopped laughing immediately.

If they draw it themselves, then I have nothing to do with it. Marrying a grandson's wife? That's a failure!

"Sir, just go out from the south gate, don't take the official road, go along that small road and ask, Wanyang Village is on the mountain behind the village. Otherwise, I will take you there. I know where there are more wild fruits." The old man was heartbroken that he lost the opportunity to make a lot of money for his grandson and his wife, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and took the initiative to speak.

Mu Yingbao and the others actually saw the change in the old man's expression. They began to find it funny, but they still didn't laugh. "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense. He doesn't have the time to go to the mountain to pick fruits. You should pick the fruits, but you must pay attention to safety. If your family members are not too busy, you might as well let them pick them." Mu Yingbao said quickly.

Upon hearing this, the old man knew that this good thing was still his and he had no choice but to laugh again.

Mu Yingbao told him where to pick the fruit and send it to. When the old man heard that it was at the palace gate, he was shocked. So, this lady is from the palace?

"Excuse me, madam, is she the first-rank lady? The wife of the Duke who is a medical practitioner?" The old man suddenly remembered and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, old man, it's me." Mu Yingbao admitted it openly.

Xue Wenyu, who was standing by, was not displeased at all by the old man's neglect of him. At least, the old man had just said, "The Duke's wife!"

Just because of this, he would not insist on taking people to pick wild fruits, so let the old man make a small fortune.

However, Xue Wenyu really wanted to take his wife to pick the wild fruit. Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, not to mention the hidden dangers now.

After confirming that Mu Yingbao was the famous first-rank lady of Yan State, the old man was not too nervous. He stared at Mu Yingbao again and again; "I have heard that the lady is kind and enthusiastic. I didn't expect it to be true. I am so lucky to have met her."

The old man's reaction was not exaggerated. They had known about the Wang family who made a fortune by selling neem trees as snacks. He never thought that the opportunity he had always envied would fall on him today.

"Uncle, I'm lucky to meet you today. I've been craving this fruit for a long time." Mu Yingbao responded with a smile.

Knowing Mu Yingbao's identity, the old man gave up his original plan of using the money from selling the fruit to buy a piece of meat to bring back for his family as a snack, and to buy half a pound of cakes for his wife and mother-in-law. He no longer dared to go shopping and hurried to the South City Gate to go back and tell his family the good news.

Sons and grandsons should stop chopping wood and go up the mountain to pick fruit.

Firewood can be cut every day as long as it doesn't rain. But the fruit is different. It is only available in this season and will be gone in twenty days at most.

God has given you this opportunity. If you don't seize it and cherish it, you deserve to be poor and miserable for the rest of your life!

The old man left excitedly, unaware that there was a tail following him.

This tail is Xue Wenyu's subordinate, actually it is Mu Yingbao, no one knows.

No matter whether she bought mountain berries from old man Wang or other fruits from other people on the street, Xue Wenyu had arranged people to watch her secretly.

It's not that he is worried about the people doing bad things, but he is worried that the people will be targeted by people with ulterior motives and Zhizhong will do something wrong.

He never reminded Mu Yingbao or stopped her from doing those things because he didn't want to affect her good mood and didn't want her to bear more things that she shouldn't bear.

"There's another family with smoke coming out of their ancestral grave." Xue Wenyu said as he looked at the basket of wild fruits in his men's hands.

"Go away, are you making fun of me for having nothing better to do?" Mu Yingbao nudged him with his elbow. Xue Wenyu smiled but said nothing. The men around him had long been accustomed to the daily lives of these two masters.

"You have so many good ideas for making money in your mind, why don't you tell your son now?" Xue Wenyu asked curiously.

Mu Yingbao said disapprovingly, "How can the present be compared with the past? In the past, I had no choice. The current Department of Commerce is doing very well, and the national treasury is becoming more and more abundant. Why should I worry about that?

If you happen to meet this poor family, you should help them if you can, and give them some advice if you can.1"

After Mu Yingbao finished speaking, he stopped in front of a stall selling chicks. The chicks in the two bamboo scorpions were furry and very cute.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man. He saw someone was interested in his chicks, but he didn't show any interest in greeting them.

A lady dressed like this would only look at the chicken because she likes it, but she would not really buy it.

However, it would be fine if he just took a look and left, but it would be bad if he kept looking like this, with so many followers following him, his stall was completely blocked!

The chicken seller had some complaints but he dared not say a word. Not only did he not dare to make a sound, he even dared not show any expression and had to force a smile.

"Brother Yu, I want to buy a few chicks to raise." Mu Yingbao liked them more and more, and turned around to discuss with the people behind him.

When Lin Chuan and the others heard this, they thought to themselves, "Madam is really interesting. If you like it, just buy it. Not to mention chickens, even if you buy chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, cats, and dogs, the master won't say no!"

However, if that were the case, everyone would imagine that within the Yangxin Palace, there would be chickens and dogs running wild, cattle and sheep barking, and if a few thin palaces were demolished and fruits and grains were planted, it would be a beautiful countryside!

"If you like it, buy more." Their master spoke, and it was exactly the same tone.

The man who bought the chicks was delighted when he immediately took out a small wicker basket from behind.

When the man who was buying the chicks heard this, he immediately took out a small wicker basket from behind and placed it next to the bamboo dragon. "How many do you want to buy, Madam? I'll help you catch them."

"Just help me catch twenty." Mu Yingbao thought about it. After all, they lived in the palace, and it was not good to keep too many.

As soon as the words fell, the chicken seller couldn't wait to reach into the bamboo scorpion and grab it while saying, "Madam, this one is big, Madam, this one is furry and beautiful."

Mu Yingbao watched him talking to himself and in the blink of an eye, he caught seven or eight of them.

Looking at the chicks in the simple little basket, Mu Yingbao stood up straight, crossed his arms, and looked at the man selling the chicks with a sneer.

Xue Wenyu and his men looked at it and wondered what was going on.