Xia Yuanqiu snorted: "which eye of yours sees people selling fake goods?"

The fat man pointed to the bamboo basket that the boy held in his arms and said, "isn't this a fake? When I haven't seen longxinguo? "

Xia Yuanqiu reached out and took out a fruit from the basket, sniffed it up to his nose and said, "have you ever seen a real longxinguo? I don't know, but this fruit is really longxinguo. If you believe it or not, if you don't buy it, there will be people who want to buy it." She turned to the boy and said, "little brother, what do you do with this fruit? I'll take all of them The boy's expression of gratitude, and then a trace of astringency: "sister, this basket of fruit is only worth twenty Liang silver, but I need fifty Liang silver to buy ginseng for my mother. Sister, can you give me fifty Liang silver? I will pay you back in the future

The fat man immediately laughed and said, "are you poor and crazy? Why do you want to sell such a basket of broken fruits for fifty taels of silver? "

Xia Yuanqiu ignored the fat man and said to the boy, "yes, my sister can give you fifty taels of silver, but my sister wants to ask you, what's wrong with your mother, why do you use ginseng?"

Ginseng is a kind of tonic, which is not suitable for common patients. It can lead to the deficiency of the patients, but it is not good for the disease.

The boy's eyes suddenly turned red and choked: "my mother can't do it, but I don't want my mother to die. I have no father, only my mother. If she dies, I will never have any relatives in this world."

The fat man said with a sneer, "make it up - continue to make it up - see if you can sell this basket of rotten fruit for a hundred Liang. That's really you."

The boy hung his head and didn't speak, tears pattered to the whereabouts, which made his heart melt. Xia Yuanqiu said: "don't cry, my sister is a doctor, and I will accompany you home to see your mother, OK?"

The boy raised his tearful eyes, looked at Xia Yuanqiu and said: "the doctor in the city said that now only the old ginseng can hang my mother's life. Now I just want to go to the drugstore to buy the old ginseng. Sister, can you wait for me to buy the ginseng and then come home with me?"

When it comes to ginseng, I don't know how many of them are in the space ring in Xia Yuanqiu. Anyway, there are a lot of them. When she touches them with her fingers, an old ginseng with excellent appearance appears in the palm of her hand. Without 500 taels of silver, she can't buy it.

Xia Yuanqiu handed the ginseng to the boy: "here - this is the old ginseng. Take it. Can you take us home now?"

The little boy saw the ginseng in the drugstore. It was very similar to the one in his hand. It seemed that the one in his hand was bigger and better. He could not help but smile and nodded: "OK, I'll take you."

The three left in a hurry. The fat man looked at their back and frowned: "is this girl brain sick! Such a good old ginseng, for a basket of broken fruit? Is that not a big loss? "

No one among the onlookers took his words. Some even turned their eyes to him from time to time to express their dissatisfaction with him. However, he left alone.

The boy leads Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan to the end of the long street and turns into a narrow alley. The houses in the alley are very dilapidated, which reminds Xia Yuanqiu of the Pinghe lane where she and Yuan Hao lived when she first entered the capital. It is more dilapidated than Pinghe lane, and the hutong is especially narrow.

After turning a few corners in the alley, the boy pointed to a huge tree not far ahead and said, "behind that tree is my home."

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