The physicians at Deji Hall were highly skilled, with the young master being particularly remarkable with his magical hands, but countless people would die before ever stepping foot into Deji Hall.
Why? It all boiled down to silver!
"We truly intend to purchase medicine and will definitely pay for it," Tan Zhenghong said firmly yet humbly, immediately presenting himself with far more refinement than the apothecary's assistant.
The assistant, unperturbed, retorted, "Do you think our Deji Hall is like Ren Xin Hall, satisfied with just a handful of wen money? We're legitimate businessmen here, so don't think about settling debts with something other than cash."
As he spoke, he cast a glance at Qiao Duo'er. The woman was quite attractive, what a pity that she was married to a mere villager.
Qiao Duo'er spoke slowly, "I just want to tell you five words, 'to look down on others with disdain.'"
No, calling him a dog would offend Fatty and Fat Fat.
