Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 566 566. Backtracking (12)

As night fell, the room darkened.

Wu Yaqing put the tray on the table, lit the candles, walked to the bed, bent down and patted Mr. Lu's face, "Wake up, wake up..."

Lu Sanye had been asleep for a long time, Wu Yaqing patted him lightly, and he woke up.

Opening his eyes, he saw Wu Ya's bluish-white face with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, youthful, beautiful, and delicate.

For a moment, he was taken aback, but everything happened so fast that no one saw it.

"Why are you here?" Lu Sanye's voice was hoarse, as if there were barbs, gently seduce people.

Wu Yaqing was embarrassed to say that she came here on purpose to take care of others, she rolled her eyes and said, "Brother Tang's family doesn't have enough hands, let me come over to help."

Lu Sanye was a little confused, didn't think too much, smiled lightly, "Thank you."

Wu Yaqing turned around and brought over the medicine, "Did you drink the medicine?"

Mr. Lu sat up slowly, drank the whole bowl of medicine in one gulp, and then something sweet was stuffed into his mouth.

He raised his face slightly, looked at Wu Yaqing in astonishment, "What did you give me?"

He wanted to spit it out to see, but that was too hypocritical.

Wu Yaqing said with a natural expression, "Candy, every time I get sick, Mother will give me a piece of candy after feeding me the medicine, so that it won't be bitter."

Lu Sanye licked the candy in his mouth with his tongue, and the sweetness permeated his mouth, and the bitterness would soon disappear.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Wu Yaqing waved her hand, "I made tremella and lotus seed porridge for you. It looks good and tastes good. Would you like some?"

Lu Sanye looked at Wu Yaqing's concerned eyes and nodded, "Okay."

Wu Yaqing went to bring the porridge cup again and handed it to Mr. Lu, "Try it, I promise it will be delicious."

Third Master Lu looked down at the porridge cup, and the scent rushed into his nostrils. He felt delicious when he smelled it, but he felt sore in his heart... It's been a long time since anyone cooked a pot of porridge for himself.

He reached out to take the porridge cup in his hand, and said, "Lu Yichen."

Wu Yaqing, "???"

"What's the meaning?"

Lu Yichen glanced at Wu Yaqing, and patiently repeated, "My name is Lu Yichen."

This is the first time he took the initiative to tell a woman his name.

"Oh~" Wu Yaqing groaned, but became entangled, should I tell him his real name?

She sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, tangled with herself.

Lu Yichen felt a little awkward in his heart, so he didn't go to see Wu Yaqing, and naturally he didn't see that Wu Yaqing's brows were about to be knotted.

Suddenly, Wu Yaqing didn't know what to think of, got up and rushed out of the house, and ran straight back to Chu Mansion.

Lu Yichen, "..."

...

Chu Mansion.

Chu Qingzhi was preparing to go to the ghost market, when there was a knock on the door of the room suddenly, she swept her consciousness, saw who was coming, and said, "Come in."

Wu Yaqing quickly pushed the door open and entered the room, then quickly closed the door, leaning her back against the door with a troubled expression on her face.

Chu Qingzhi gave her a strange look, "Didn't you go to take care of Mr. Lu? Why are you back?"

Wu Yaqing looked up at Chu Qingzhi, "Qingzhi, Third Master Lu woke up and told me his name."

Chu Qingzhi looked back at Wu Yaqing, smiled and said, "This is a good thing."

Wu Yaqing looked sad, "Then should I tell him my name?"

It turned out that it was because of this matter, Chu Qingzhi was a little bit dumbfounded, "Tell me if you want to, and don't tell if you don't want to, it doesn't matter."

Wu Yaqing thought about it for a while, "Then I know."

Wu Yaqing looked at Chu Qingzhi's night clothes and asked curiously, "Are you going out at night?"

Chu Qingzhi nodded, "I have something to go out for."

Wu Yaqing said with concern, "Then be careful, there are a lot of bad guys."

"good."

...

The moon and stars are rare.

Chu Qingzhi changed into night clothes, covered it, met Tang Jinghong, and flew to the ghost market together.

The two of them were lucky. When they arrived at the ghost market, the door had already opened.

Tang Jinghong handed the black cloak in his hand to Chu Qingzhi, "Put it on, and we will go in too."

"good."

The two entered the ghost market, found a roof where they could monitor the entrance, and sat down.

The night wind blows slowly, and there is a hint of coolness.

After a while, the two saw Zhan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang coming. They were also wearing black cloaks, but people who were familiar with them could recognize them at a glance.

After the two entered the ghost market, they went straight to the stall selling medicinal materials.

The small stall is placed on the ground, covered with a layer of cloth, it is very simple, but it does not affect the business at all, and many people surround the small stall selling medicinal materials.

There are many kinds of tiger penis, civet incense, bezoar, tiger bone, bear gall, etc. on the stall, surrounded by the strong fragrance of Chinese medicinal materials.

It can be sold at a high price here, so small vendors don't mind taking some risks to sell their things here.

"How do you sell this civet incense?" Zhan Hongjun took a small brown thing from the stall in his hand. Judging from the color and fragrance, this civet incense is top-grade and worth buying.

Civet incense can also cure fracture pain. Earlier, Chu Qingzhi asked them to collect the medicinal materials for Yan Yixian's operation. The medicinal materials have been collected, but civet incense can also be used, and such high-quality civet incense is rare. If you miss it, it will be difficult to meet again.

The stall owner was also straightforward, "You can make an offer."

Zhan Hongjun pointed out a finger, "How about twelve taels?"

The stall owner said with a smile, "Brother, are you kidding me? How can you buy my good civet incense for ten taels? It's too cheap."

Zhan Hongjun smiled, "Then I will offer fifteen taels, is this price acceptable?"

The stall owner pondered for a moment, "That's fine."

A person walked over quickly, "Wait a minute, I'll offer you twenty taels, and you'll sell it all to me."

Zhan Hongjun frowned, "Stand owner, we have already agreed."

The stall owner has no sense of moral restraint, "We have negotiated, but if you haven't paid the money, this business is not counted."

The man also said, "That's right, the sale will only be considered after the payment of the money and the goods, not to mention that it was just negotiated."

Zhan Hongjun was very angry, "How can you do business like this? And the ghost market stipulates that when a family is negotiating a business, the people next to you can't interrupt to grab the price. This is the rule."

The man's voice was haughty, "What's the rule? I only know that if I bid high, he has to sell it to me."

"What happened?" A group of people who manage the ghost city came over.

Zhan Hongjun said, "The peddler turned his back on his word, negotiated a good price with me, and then sold the item to someone with a higher bid."

"Really?" The leader turned to ask the stall owner.

"No, no, it was a misunderstanding." The stall owner immediately waved his hands in denial. The other party's aura was too strong, and it made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Observe the regulations of the ghost market, otherwise you will never be allowed to enter the ghost market again." The leader said sternly, and led the people away.