"I really want to know what characters are written on here. Could you please help me translate them, Uncle Wen?"
Wang Hao suddenly made his request.
"No problem, bring me paper and pen!"
After saying this, he had the shopkeeper bring over paper and pen and wrote down a dense passage on it.
However, this passage cut off the beginning and the end, revealing only a segment of medicinal knowledge about traditional Chinese herbs in the middle, and then it stopped, with the rest still in Wang Hao's home.
Shopkeeper Yang, who was standing to the side, was extremely anxious, thinking why do they still feel like writing here, why not just take the money and deliver the goods?
Wang Hao looked at the translated text that Uncle Wen had provided over and over again. He could occasionally recognize a few of the ancient characters on the beast skin himself, and they all corresponded with Uncle Wen's translation, indicating that Uncle Wen had translated it correctly.
