Xiao Xiaosan could recognize some characters, but the densely packed names of medicinal herbs on the paper overwhelmed him. There were many characters he couldn't recognize, and he felt a tingling sensation in his scalp as he asked, "Doctor Zhou Junior, do you need all these herbs?"
Manbao nodded, "Yes, only the fresh ones."
Xiao Xiaosan folded the list, deciding to take it home for his father to see.
Manbao retrieved the silver fragments from the manager, calculated the price, and paid Xiao Xiaosan. She personally escorted him to the door, then stood by the doorway, waving goodbye to him reluctantly.
Xiao Xiaosan ran off without looking back, feeling that Manbao's gaze was particularly terrifying.
Shopkeeper Zheng held a teacup and watched from behind the counter, shaking his head, "You lass, when will you ever change this impatient habit of yours?"
