Chen Xingyu said cautiously: "Master, I have an idea."

"you say."

"We can sell it to pharmacies and let them sell it for us. We just need to pay some commission."

Chen Xingyu comes from a medical family and sells medicine at home, so he naturally knows all about this kind of thing.

Fu Xiaohu asked: "Where is the pharmacy sold to?"

"It's better to be bigger... I know there is a Miao Shan Tang in Luoyang."

"Let's go! Go to Luoyang!"

Nianzi Mountain is not far from Luoyang, and the four of them arrived before dark. Miaoshan Hall is not small, and they found the specific location after a little inquiry. It was a bit embarrassing for them to come at this point, because Miaoshan Hall was already preparing to close its doors to thank guests.

Looking at the pharmacy clerk who was hanging the door, Fu Xiaohu hurried over and said, "Man, please stop for a moment."

The waiter asked: "Sir, we are closed. Come back tomorrow if you have something to do."

"No, no, I'm not here to see a doctor."

"Then what are you here for?"

"I'm a medicine seller."

"Selling medicine? What medicine?"

"Golden Sore Medicine."

The store clerk smiled. Although he didn't know medical skills, he knew that this golden sore medicine was not a great formula. Which pharmacy didn't order some golden sore medicine? Seeing that the few people in front of him were dressed no better than beggars, they must have stolen it from someone.

The medicine at home is eager to be cashed in.

The waiter said disdainfully: "Forget it, we won't accept the golden sore medicine."
Chapter completed!