Chapter 385

"Younger martial brother ye, why don't you say it when you come!"

Jia Rende hurried out from behind the counter, looked a little excited, and then said to the salesgirl.

"Xiaoting, go and prepare some tea. The door of the store is closed and you are here."

After the command, Jia Rende walked to Ye Mo with a smile on his face.

"My business is getting better and spreading. Thanks to brother ye, I've always wanted to find a chance to thank you, but you haven't come."

"Elder martial brother Jia, your business is good because your medicine is really good. What does it have to do with me?"

Seeing that Jia Rende, who is also a traditional Chinese medicine man, is now in good spirits, ye Mo is also happy. After all, when he first met, none of the other party's customers came to the door and didn't say anything. He was almost beaten by Han Baosan, so he almost wrote the word tragedy on his face. It's completely different from now.

"Where! If younger martial brother Ye hadn't dealt with the fat man, my business wouldn't be today!"

Jia Rende waved his hand.

"And later, the people of the health bureau took great care of my shop. The usual inspection never happened again. Thanks to you."

Jia Rende is obviously a person who pays more attention to friendship. If someone else suddenly counterattacked, he would be eager to get rid of his relationship with others and save the other party from asking for benefits, but Jia Rende took the initiative to mention it.

Ye Mo is a little moved, partly because he doesn't see the wrong person. This middle-aged man who looks sloppy in the afternoon is a simple man, on the other hand, he is more obscure.

That day, he was not used to Han Baosan's arrogance and domineering moths, so he asked old Chen for help for the first time, and old Chen's phone should have directly called Deng Chuanyang, so it was almost done.

If ye Mo doesn't know old Chen and is just an ordinary doctor, how can this matter be solved?

There is no way to solve it!

The best way to deal with it is that Jia Rende honestly returns the medicine he bought, then accepts Han Baosan's routine and confesses regularly, so as to drive smoothly.

The trivial matter of a phone call reflects two different results. All this is a game of power.

What ye Mo doesn't know is that his state of mind has changed unconsciously.

"Don't mention these. Elder martial brother Jia, I'll prescribe some medicine this time. Look at your shelf. I guess I can take it all directly."

After waving his hand, Yemo smiled and said the purpose of his trip.

"Take it! Open your mouth if you have any medicine you want!"

Jia Rende waved a very forthright hand.

However, this action did not match his decadent momentum, and looked a little flowing.

Ye Mo is not polite either. He takes out the notepad in his arms, writes a long string of herbs, then tears it down and hands it to Jia Rende.

"Good handwriting! I didn't expect you to have this calligraphy, younger martial brother Ye!"

After Jia took it, before he could see what was written on the medicine list, he began to praise it. Ye Mo's quiet change at that moment affected the font. As a result, the word suddenly gave people a feeling of emerging edge and ambition. The essence and spirit contained in it immediately attracted Jia Rende, who is also a traditional Chinese medicine man.

"Seven leaves and one flower, half lotus, wood Hibiscus... Huh?"

Jia Rende looked carefully at Ye Mo's list of herbs. He was surprised. He looked at Ye Mo up and down for several times. Finally, he asked uncertainly.

"Younger martial brother ye, you prescribed so many antidotes. Who was bitten by a snake or poisoned by vegetation?"

Ye Mo still keeps a faint smile on his face, while the lame man who is silent on one side flashes his body and flashes his eyes.

Mr. Ye really knows!

Others think that he was injured by an expert or suffered from wind and cold, but these are not the correct answers. Only the lame knows the real result. His leg injury is always bad, and it happens repeatedly because he was poisoned!

"Both are and are not."

Ye Mo smiled and looked at the lame man inadvertently.

The lame man took a deep breath and his eyes became more and more calm.

"Well, it doesn't look like you are poisoned. I'm relieved. I'll fill the medicine for you now."

Everyone has their own secrets. Jia Rende can't interfere too much with Ye mo. he turns around and skillfully works in front of the medicine cabinet for a while, and soon packs all the herbs Ye Mo wants.

Ye Mo nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the neat medicinal materials that were specially distinguished according to the medicinal properties. Jia Rende had practiced this hard skill for many years. This is the hard strength that a real shopkeeper of a traditional Chinese medicine shop should have.

"One more thing, elder martial brother Jia, do you sell bone transforming and muscle generating ointment here?"

Before ye Mo could make a move, the lame man took the initiative to take the packaged medicine into his own hands. Ye Mo didn't rob him, so he bent down and looked at some common Chinese patent medicines in the glass counter.

"Harm!"

Hearing Ye Mo's question, Jia Rende patted the counter and said helplessly.

"Younger martial brother ye, you said earlier that I had a relationship to get a supply chain, but this medicine is estimated to be too precious. There is a shortage of goods! I have bought the goods twice. They were all sold out in less than five minutes, even if the limit is useless!"

The saleswoman was holding a tea tray and was about to put it out. When Jia Rende saw it, he asked, "Xiaoting, change the best tea and take out the can of Longjing in my cabinet and soak it."

"No, elder martial brother Jia, I'll invite you next time. I'll stay soon if I have something to do today."

Ye Mo quickly stops him. If he drinks more tea and gets rid of the squatters outside, he will just play the play in vain.

"Well... OK, I can't stop you if you have something to do, but I have to invite you next time! Otherwise, I always feel indebted in my heart. It's strange."

Jia Rende glanced at the pale lame man who followed Ye Mo and guessed something.

Ye Mo took out his business card and a small pile of red tickets and handed them to Jia Rende. Later, he said, "elder martial brother Jia, if there is another kind that is immediately sold out as soon as the goods are loaded, please call me."

Jia Rende took Ye Mo's business card, put it away, but didn't get the money. He patted his chest and said, "don't worry, younger martial brother ye, we are all our own people. As long as I can get this medicine again, I will keep it for you first."

"It's not necessary. Don't worry, elder martial brother Jia. This medicine is for the common people. There will never be any broken supply in the future. Just let me know when someone clears the goods in an instant. I'll leave now."

Ye Mo smiled faintly, and there was something cold in his eyes.

He took out the ancient prescription for the common people, not fried. The goods in the drugstore were delivered at night or even in the early morning. He was able to clear the goods directly at this time point. He said that there was no premeditation, and fools didn't believe it!