"How can I bring the drugstore back to life?"

This is the top problem facing Su Yu. As for relying on the help of the system to practice, you have to fill your stomach first.

The ancestors of the previous generation opened a medicine shop, and it has been passed down to Su Yu for seven generations. If my father died, then more than ten or twenty years later, Su Yu could complete a seamless handover and continue to carry forward Yixintang.

Unfortunately, there are four or five accountants, only Su Yu, and the old customers of Yixintang are now all going to Dejitang for medical treatment.

After eating the sesame cake, Su Yu patted his butt and returned to the shop.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold, his brows frowned.

On the ground paved with blue bricks, there are countless footprints coming and going, overlapping together.

Among them, there are three people with the clearest footprints.

Su Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the ground. Based on his predecessor's memory, he learned that the shop had not opened for four days.

The clarity of these three footprints is obviously not as long as four days.

I raised my foot and looked at my soles. First, I could eliminate the 41 big foot with horizontal lines.

Then, there are two left.

Su Yu tried hard to recall that in four days, it seemed that only his best friend, Li Xiaohui came to the store to deliver him a bowl of dumplings, and no third person came.

Following the other two footprints, Su Yu was walking step by step in the shop.

One of them just stopped in front of the counter, looking at the thickness of the footprints overlap, it seemed that he had been staying for a long time.

Then, the owner of the footprint went out and left.

"This should be Xiaohui's footprints. He gave me the bowl of dumplings at the front of the counter. After I finished eating, he left with an empty bowl."

And another footprint actually came directly behind the counter?

No way?

You know, except for yourself, others cannot come in here. After all, there are accounts and drawers for storing change.

"Hmm? How many drops of blood are there on the ground?"

Last night, Su Yu didn't pay attention to his feet.

At this moment, he couldn't help but squat behind the counter, stretched out his hand and got a little blood stain. He rubbed his fingers for a while, and he still felt wet and sticky.

"It shouldn't have been long since the freshness of the blood."

"Whose blood will this be?"

Suddenly, Su Yu's whole body was shocked and subconsciously touched the back of his head.

If you press your palm slightly hard, you can feel the severe pain that makes you feel.

"Is this my blood?"

"When I came here, I got up from the ground..."

“So….”

"Damn it, was my previous life beaten to death, so that I can travel through time now?"

No... Can you stop doing such a vulgar time travel routine?

Su Yu's mind was a little confused at this moment.

Originally, he was thinking about how to use the Qi-seeking technique to better run a pharmacy, make more money, and hire a beautiful little girl.

Now, is life still in danger?

If it was a revenge, the person who killed me would find that I was still alive...

Su Yu couldn't help but scream.

"No, I have to find a way to protect myself. I'll die once, and I can't die again."

Although he is completely unsure of who is going to kill him now, the most urgent thing now is to have a good guy.

Back in the backyard bedroom, took out five taels of silver and put it in his arms, and Su Yu went out.

On the way to the east of the city, he also bought some pastries and food on the side of the road.

In a deep alley, there is a blacksmith shop.

The sound of tinging irons is dense and harsh.

"Xiaohua, see what Brother Su bought for you?"

After entering the shop, Su Yu smiled and handed the pastry in his hand to a pretty girl.

"Show your diligence if you have nothing to do, either you are a traitor or a thief. Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

The girl took off her cowhide apron from her waist, wiped the sweat from her forehead, sat on the bench and ate sweet pastries.

After glanced at the taciturn blacksmith Yang, Su Yu whispered:

"Give me a short knife, the price is good..."

"What?" Before Su Yu could speak, the girl suddenly stood up and stuffed the pastry back to Su Yu.

"I just said, you won't come to me on your own initiative."

The girl's name is Yang Tiehua. She is a playmate when she was a child. She is a girl's family and can't do housework. She follows her father's butt every day to make iron. She swings a hammer of more than 20 pounds and makes her look look useless.

"If you don't eat it, you'll get it down!"

Su Yu immediately pulled down his face and turned around and was about to leave.

"Come back!" Yang Tiehua felt anxious when she saw that he was about to leave and hurriedly called him.

Su Yu laughed in his heart, and sure enough, this little comrade Hua seemed to be quite a bit of this.

Blacksmith Yang by the stove saw it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Daughter, be more careful.

Turning around, Su Yu frowned and said:

"You just say help or not? I'm not not giving money."

"This is not a matter of money," Yang Tiehua glanced at her father and took the pastry from Su Yu's arms.

"You don't know if the government does not allow private weapons to be made? What kind of short sword do you want?"

Since Su Yu dared to come to the blacksmith shop, he was naturally sure. Although the court explicitly prohibited it and privately prohibited it from selling weapons, where did the swords, axes and halberds all over the streets come from?

It’s not that he didn’t know how many weapons Yang Blacksmith had built for people behind his back, but the price was relatively expensive. After all, he had to risk being pursued by the government.

"I must be useful, Uncle Yang, please give me some?"

As he said that, Su Yu took out three taels of silver from his arms and placed it on the table.

Yang Ye snorted coldly and continued to bury his head, without even glance at Su Yu.

What a joke, I want to buy a knife for just a few taels of silver? It’s not OK to be short.

"If you take it back, there are still some scraps left in the shop, which should be enough." Yang Tiehua stuffed the silver to Su Yu.

"Forehead?"

Blacksmith Yang originally wanted to raise the price, but he watched his daughter return the money to others.

Prodigal...

He knew that the two young men grew up together and had a good relationship, so he did not intend to reject Su Yu at the beginning.

The key is that the price of pig iron is rising very well now. If you want to hit a short knife of good texture, you don’t even think about it if you don’t have seven or eight taels of silver.

This is not considered a loss of work.

"Xiaohua, those scraps were also bought with money," Yang Ye couldn't help but remind his daughter.

"Isn't that the rest of the iron sword for the Xu family in Chengnan? Dad, Brother Su is not an outsider."

Yang Ye sighed helplessly, "You are so honest, daughter."

At this time,

"Did you find that there is a remnant of spiritual energy? Is it absorbed?"

Um?

Su Yu almost subconsciously looked at a cowhide bag beside Yang Blacksmith.

"What is in this bag?" Su Yu asked curiously.

"There are a few ore inside," Yang Tiehua ate the pastry and said vaguely: "When casting iron tools, it can suppress evil and filth, kill demons and kill ghosts."

"Is it so mysterious?"

Su Yu could completely silently absorb the spiritual energy of the ore from the bag, but that was not what happened.

You can't cheat your friends even if you cheat.

"What price? I want to buy some," Su Yu said with a smile.
Chapter completed!