Chapter 888

For such a small vendor, he really makes money on these. However, now that Xiao Chen is clear and thorough, doesn't that make his business disappear?

"Boy, I don't care who you are. If you dare to do business here, you'll ruin my job. I won't kill you."

In fact, the middle-aged boss has guessed that the young man in front of him is probably the Xiao little miracle doctor in Xiao family village.

However, he didn't take it seriously at all. Now Xiao Chen is tearing down his signboard in front of so many people. Will he continue to do business?

Screw up my job?

Xiao Chen didn't expect that he had said that, and the other party was still like that.

It seems that it's really for money.

Now he not only wants to make money, but also wants to harm others.

Does that matter?

I didn't meet him. He was lucky.

However, now when I meet Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen can't let the other party do that.

Xiao Chen grabs a handful of these colorful powders and puts them directly into each other's mouth. When the middle-aged man wants to struggle desperately, but how can Xiao Chen have great strength?

Xiao Chen asked the other party to choke the powder down his throat.

When the other party desperately wanted to vomit out, Xiao Chen said, "come to the theatre!"

Go to the theatre?

The unknown people around don't know what's going on.

I just heard that the middle-aged boss was selling fake drugs here and was caught by the little miracle doctor in Xiaojia village.

And the other party still doesn't admit it.

Now Xiao Chen takes out a piece of yellow paper again. After drawing symbols on the yellow paper, Xiao Chen grabs the thermos brought by the middle-aged boss himself.

The people around didn't know what was going on. Xiao Chen directly burned the amulet into ash and fell into the thermos.

When the middle-aged man wanted to run away, Xiao Chen grabbed each other and poured it into each other's mouth.

Three or two times, let the other party drink all the water in the thermos, and the other party wants to spit it out as hard as he just did.

Xiao Chen was there watching the countdown.

“5，4，3，2，1！”

When Xiao Chen had just finished speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes obviously began to look wrong.

"What's your name?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"My name is Li a6u."

"Which village?"

The other party still said, "it's from Shapo gaotu village."

In fact, we are all from all over the country. When the other party says they live there, they basically know each other. Even in the next town, many people know it.

The villagers didn't expect that the middle-aged man was from Shapo.

It has long been said that many people in Shapo sell fake drugs.

"What herbs do you sell?"

"Dug in the nearby mountains."

"Are there several kinds of powder made of tree roots?"

In fact, traditional Chinese medicine is widely used. For example, many traditional Chinese medicine include some tree roots.

However, it is just some roots, not all roots, and some roots are useless at all. Some roots can be used as medicinal materials, but they can not be abused.

Each other said it one by one.

What makes Xiao Chen and the people around him can't believe is that the middle-aged boss really uses the roots dug in the mountains, then uses the machine to make powder, then comes up with pigment, and then pulls it to the market to buy it.

As for the efficacy.

This has no efficacy at all, because some are not medicinal materials at all. If you really eat them, you can't die. However, it may lead to physical discomfort and even serious illness.

Xiao Chen didn't expect that the middle-aged boss had been selling for a long time in order to make money. At other times, he went to other towns and small villages next door.

Is to deceive those ignorant villagers.

Now even women like widow Wang want to buy something to treat abnormal leucorrhea. We can see how much money the man has sold.

The more people around listen, the more angry they become.

"As long as you don't kill people, such people who want to make black money have no humanity at all."

Xiao Chen just walked away, and the angry people around him began to beat the middle-aged man there.

Widow Wang was worried and asked, "Xiao Chen, will this kill someone?"

Just now, because she had too many leucorrhea, she was embarrassed to go to master Xiao Chen for treatment. She wanted to buy these things and go back for treatment.

Unexpectedly, in the twinkling of an eye, it was all liars.

Now even widow Wang is very angry, but she is also afraid that these people will kill the boss. Will the police station find Xiao Chen.

"I didn't do it. So many people around me beat him disabled, and no one knows who did it."

Tang Bing doesn't pity such people at all.

Such people deserve to die. In order to earn black money, traditional Chinese medicine can cure all diseases here without side effects to deceive those patients. This kind of death a thousand times is not worthy of sympathy.

When Xiao Chen left with Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan, widow Wang followed.

Along the way, Xiao Chen walked and stopped. Xiao Chen didn't say anything about those drug sellers who really sell drugs, such as ointment paste, wind dispelling drug oil, dampness dispelling drug oil and painkiller oil.

Because these are really true and effective.

Xiao Chen used to come to the market to watch these.

These are obviously folk traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, which may have been left by their ancestors hundreds of years ago. These prescriptions are really effective.

However, they have no way to let those proprietary Chinese medicines expand the market, so they can only make some money by themselves.

For example, some anti dampness and analgesic potions are still very cheap. They cost ten yuan for three bottles, and the other party said they had no effect and no money. They set up stalls every day.

For these low-income farmers, they don't dare or are afraid to go to the hospital. Because it costs too much money, they still buy some of this potion for use.

If these works, they must be good and cheap.

If it doesn't work, it won't cost much.

As for the famous doctor Xiao in Xiaojia village, why don't these patients go?

Xiao Chen knows that it's not that they don't want to go, but that it's very difficult to cross mountains once, not a very serious disease. They won't go to Xiao family village to find doctor Xiao at all.

Down this street, there are more than a dozen such stalls.

Xiao Chen occasionally stops to communicate with them. If he is willing to give him those prescriptions or folk prescriptions, Xiao Chen will give them hundreds of dollars.

Of course, some are willing to sell folk prescriptions, ranging from more than ten yuan to dozens of yuan.

Like a folk prescription for infertility, the other party sells 20 yuan a piece.

"Xiao Chen, what do you want this for?" Widow Wang asked strangely.

Even if someone is really infertile, widow Wang thinks Xiao Chen and his master's medical skills are so good. How can they not be cured?

Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan are also very strange. What does Xiao Chen want this folk prescription to do?

"I'll buy it for fun."