Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

A bustling market.

"Baozi, freshly baked big meat buns."

"Wontons, big meaty wontons, only five copper coins a bowl."

"Ah, young lady, I see you are naturally beautiful. Would you like to come in and take a look at our new rouge? I can't even imagine how beautiful it would be if it were applied to your face!"

"............."

A ragged, somewhat thin woman was standing at the intersection.

He Ling couldn't help drooling when she smelled the aroma of the big meat buns, and her eyes unconsciously looked towards the stall selling buns.

The person who bought the buns was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties. He had been shouting for a long time but no one came to buy his buns. He was feeling depressed when he saw a skinny woman who looked like a beggar, staring at his buns intently.

He immediately became unhappy and waved his hands at He Ling a few times, driving her away: "Go away, if you don't want to buy anything, then don't leave. You're delaying my business."

He Ling left somewhat angrily, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

It’s just a bun. When I sell the Gastrodia elata, I’ll buy five... no, I’ll buy ten!

There are three pharmacies in the town, and He Ling plans to try all of them, compare prices, and sell to the one that offers the highest price.

after awhile.

He Ling came to a medicine shop with a sign that read "Ren Xin Tang" on the door.

As He Linggang stepped into the pharmacy, a clerk came up to her with a frown.

"Go away, this is a pharmacy. If you want to beg for food, don't leave."

He Ling had naturally anticipated this situation, and said calmly, "Doctor, I'm not a beggar. I'm here to sell medicinal herbs."

The man who was called "Doctor" was very happy. He was a man in the drug store and also an apprentice. In that era, whether an apprentice could become a master depended entirely on the words of the master. The master also wanted to keep them working for a few more years, so most apprentices could not become a master without more than ten years of work.

Those who can be called doctors are all masters who can work independently.

The waiter smiled and looked at He Ling again, thinking to himself, although he is dressed like a beggar, he has good taste.

He straightened his throat and said, imitating a doctor prescribing medicine, "Come in. I'll tell you first, if what you want is not medicinal herbs, I will kick you out immediately."

He Ling followed the clerk into the pharmacy. The clerk lifted a curtain, revealing a table and chairs.

He asked He Ling to sit down first while he went to call the person who collected the herbs.

As soon as He Ling sat down, he saw the waiter respectfully following a man. The man had a mustache and wore a watermelon hat.

The man with a mustache frowned when he came in and saw He Ling, who was dressed like a beggar. He turned and looked at the waiter.

The guy was sweating profusely.

He paused for a moment before adding, "I heard from the guys that you have any medicinal herbs here? We won't accept ordinary herbs."

He Ling's expression remained unchanged.

"Of course it's not an ordinary medicinal herb."

As he said this, he took out a black cloth bag from his arms and opened it in front of the man with the mustache.

When the man with the mustache saw what was in the cloth bag, his eyes lit up.

He took the cloth bag from He Ling and began to check it.

Gastrodia elata, and it is such a well-preserved Gastrodia elata. The soil on it seems not dry yet, so it must have been picked not long ago.

He looked at the bottom of the Gastrodia elata again and found that the root system was also intact.

Moreover, this Gastrodia elata is one size larger than the one I was looking for, but its medicinal fragrance is not diminished at all, but even stronger.

Such a complete piece of Gastrodia elata has a medicinal power that is more than 20% of that of ordinary Gastrodia elata, and can be regarded as the best among Gastrodia elata.

The man with a mustache nodded secretly, and after a while he looked at He Ling.

"Yes, it is indeed Gastrodia elata, but even if I take it back, I will dry it myself and process it."

"How about this, I give you three taels of silver?"

When He Ling heard this, she snatched the cloth bag and turned away.

Now the man with the mustache became anxious.

"Wait a minute, girl. Four ounces of silver, four ounces of silver, how about that?"

He Ling acted as if he didn't hear it, and even quickened his pace.

Seeing He Ling was about to walk out of the drugstore, the man with a mustache gritted his teeth.

"Six taels! Six taels of silver, that's the highest price I can offer!"

He Ling retracted her foot as she was about to step out of the threshold.

After a while, He Ling lost a cloth bag but gained a bulging purse.

She walked out the door, stretched, and looked back at the pharmacy sign.

He Ling was speechless. This was already the third pharmacy she had visited.

All those who bought medicinal herbs played tricks on her. The most outrageous one was one of the shops that started charging a "sky-high price" of two taels of silver.

After a comparison, Renxintang is the most conscientious one.

Moreover, the final transaction price was one or two taels of silver more than she expected.

But now I have money and I can stand up straighter.

I jogged all the way to the stall selling buns.

He Ling straightened his chest and raised his head, and shouted loudly.

"boss!"

The bun shop owner saw that no one came to buy buns all morning and was wondering if something went wrong, so he was distracted.

I was frightened by He Ling's shout.

When I looked up, I found that it was the female beggar who had been driven away before.

The bun seller was a little confused. Is begging so justified these days?

Seeing that the boss didn't say anything, He Ling was a little overwhelmed by the aroma of the buns.

"Boss, five buns, please."

The bun shop owner recovered and looked at He Ling. Did he hear correctly? Beggars also want to eat buns? He immediately said bluntly:

"You have money, so you can eat buns."

He Ling snorted coldly, but laughed secretly in her heart, she was just waiting for you to say this.

He picked up a tael of silver and threw it on the table.

“If I don’t have money, will I come to eat buns?”

The boss who sold buns widened his eyes when he saw the shining silver. He really didn't expect that He Ling, who was dressed like a beggar, could actually take out the silver.

But then, the bun boss's attitude changed 180 degrees.

Immediately became enthusiastic.

"Sir, I am sorry for not recognizing you. Please take a seat, please take a seat."

"Sir, my buns are two cents each, so five buns will cost you nine cents. This one cent is my apology."

After saying that, the bun shop owner immediately brought two baskets of buns and placed them in front of He Ling.

He counted out another string of coins and handed it to He Ling.

"Sir, I'll give you one ounce of silver. Here's your change."

He Ling originally wanted to make things difficult for the bun boss, but she didn't expect that the bun boss was so sensible.

She sighed in her heart, I still like the rebellious look you had just now.

But then He Ling smelled the fragrance of the buns and immediately put these thoughts aside.

"Sha..." He Ling couldn't wait to take a bite, and because of the burn, she kept opening her mouth and exhaling hot air.