The plan of this market is similar to the vegetable market in the previous life. There are wooden tables on both sides for vendors to set up stalls, and a two-meter passage is left in the middle for people to walk and buy things.

"Come on, come and have a look. The mutant tiger bones are taken back to make wine to strengthen muscles and bones, and the best quality to nourish kidneys and yang!"

"Come on, Sprite and Coke, which I have been privately kept for many years, are sold at a cheap price..."

Hearing this hawking, Zhao Yang was stunned. Coke... Sprite... What a distant memory.

Although it was far away, Zhao Yang, who was gnawing on the steamed buns, still saliva came down.

I couldn't help but strode over and glanced at it.

Sure enough, on a not-wide table, there were several bottles of Sprite and Coke, and two cans of canned Coke.

Although several years have passed, the appearance still looks new.

"Little brother, do you want to have a bottle to reminisce?" The vendor who set up a stall looked at Zhao Yang wearing school uniform walking over, his eyes lit up, and said, "It's not expensive, three hundred bottles!"

"Three hundred and one bottle!" Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head with a wry smile. He used to sell three yuan and kept it for a few years. According to the current price, the price is rare and it is not too expensive.

But if you drink an expired bottle of Coke for 300 yuan, it may be possible for the children of the inner city to drink, but it is completely impossible for them to do so!

"Poor!" Seeing Zhao Yang turn and leave, the vendor snorted contemptuously, and then started to hawk again.

Zhao Yang looked around casually. The things sold by these vendors were very messy, mostly with animal skins, bones, and some herbs were not too common. After all, plants have grown wildly in recent years, and various herbs have also been produced in large quantities. In addition to some rare and new varieties, most pharmacies have been sold.

The rare types came out. Zhao Yang glanced over and roughly judged the effect of the name. They were not very good, so they naturally couldn't attract his attention.

But Zhao Yang was not in a hurry. He just came over and took a walk and randomly tested his superpowers.

At least after reading a few herbs that I had never seen before, he could sense the relevant information smoothly, and he did not feel tired like he was trying the medicine, which made him quite satisfied.

A steamed bun was a little bit full soon, and Zhao Yang smiled bitterly and continued to walk forward.

"Everyone, come and have a look. The best dragon scale grass is a special medicine for removing wind and dampness, treating rheumatism and leg pain..."

Hearing this hawking, Zhao Yang looked up at the other side and walked over slowly.

When I approached, there were two or three people surrounding the stall, all looking at the clump of grass leaves on the stall.

"Lao Zhang, you are knowledgeable, don't you think this is?"

"I've seen it once, let me take a closer look!"

Two fifty and sixty-year-old men gathered in front of the stall. One of them was wearing a shabby grass green camouflage uniform. He leaned over to the grass leaf, looked carefully, smelled it again, nodded and said, "It's a good thing, it's a little less!"

"Boss, what is the price of this dragon scale grass?"

I heard from my companion that it was right. Another gray-haired old man looked at the clump of two palm-sized dragon scale grasses and was obviously moved.

"One thousand!" the stall owner smiled.

"One thousand?" The gray-haired old man said with a wide eyelid: "Just that little bit of weight, you sell a thousand!"

"Yes...Boss, you're so dark, just this little thing, up to five hundred!" The old man in the camouflage uniform shook his head and said.

The stall owner was slow and laughed and said, "The amount is not much, but this product is small. Brother, you are also an expert, so naturally you know that this thing is rare. I took the risk of following the pioneer team and sneaking into the mountains. I took a lot of danger to get this!"

The two old men looked at each other and smiled bitterly. This was of course good, but the price was one thousand...

The gray-haired old man still said unwillingly: "Six hundred?"

"You must be sincere, nine hundred!" The stall owner looked up at the old man, laughed slowly, "If you don't have this price, you can't sell it!"

The old man sighed softly, shook his head, looked at the dragon scale grass reluctantly, and then slowly left with his companions.

Zhao Yang stood not far away, watching the old man walking obviously inconveniently, and then looked at the stall owner and smiled slightly in his heart.

The stall owner also caught the old man and really wanted to buy it, so he offered a price of 1,000 yuan.

However, the psychological price difference between the two parties is too much, so the deal was not completed.

Zhao Yang walked over curiously. He had never heard of this dragon scale grass before. It was good to be able to see it.

When he approached, Zhao Yang also looked at him casually; the stall owner looked up at Zhao Yang, disregarded his concern, and shouted loudly: "Good Dragon Scale Grass, come and know the goods..."

"Dijiaocao, which unblocks meridians and activates meridians, activates blood circulation and relieves wind and relieves pain; is used for qi and blood stasis and rheumatism and pain; but if used together with intermittent, it has the miraculous effect of intermittent meridian blood veins and bones, and is similar to the effect of dragon claw vine!"

Looking at the leaves connected together, there were ferns like pangolin scales, and a long vine covered with thin leaves like small claws that appeared in my mind.

Zhao Yang's eyes suddenly widened, and his mind was filled with a bang.

"Similar to the Dragon Claw Vine!!!"

"Dragon Claw Vine!"

Isn’t this the kind of magic medicine that can cure my father’s paralysis? The dragon claw vine that is said to sell for thousands of yuan per gram!

"Boy, don't stop here if you don't buy anything!"

The unhappy voice of the stall owner woke Zhao Yang up.

Taking a light breath, Zhao Yang hummed calmly: "Who won't buy anything?"

The stall owner looked up at Zhao Yang, frowned and said, "What did you buy?"

"Dragon Scale Grass!" Zhao Yang raised his chin and signaled.

Hearing this, the stall owner's eyes lit up slightly. Although this kid is not old, he is a student from Shandong University. He immediately said, "One thousand, if you want it, take it!"

"Haha...Boss, if you sell sincerely, don't yell at the price!" Zhao Yang's mouth curled slightly and said, "Other people's legs and feet are not good, but my legs and feet are fine!"

Listening to Zhao Yang's teasing tone, the stall owner pursed his lips. Knowing that the scene had just fallen into the eyes of the smart boy, he snorted softly: "Then you offer a price!"

"Six hundred!"

Zhao Yang said in a low voice.

"Six hundred?" The stall owner raised his voice and snorted: "That old guy just sold six hundred, but I didn't even sell it!"

"Then how much do you want to sell?" Zhao Yang was not in a hurry. His years of embarrassing life gave him enough experience in bargaining prices.

"Nine hundred, I just told the old man!" The stall owner snorted and said.

"The old man is waiting for the medicine, I won't!" Zhao Yang sneered: "If you sell sincerely, you will report it to the truth. If you don't, I will leave. I don't believe in the pioneer team, and I can't find this medicine!"

After looking at Zhao Yang's school uniform, the stall owner frowned. Although this kid doesn't look like the nobles, there are many children from pioneering teams among the students of Shandong University. With such connections, it is indeed not difficult to find Dragon Scale Grass.

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, eight hundred! If you want it, you can take it, don't, forget it!"

"Seven hundred!" Zhao Yang said confidently.

......

Finally, he bought this bunch of dragon scale grass for 750 yuan, and then got a cloth bag from the stall owner to carry it carefully. Zhao Yang went to the medicine stall not far away and bought a twenty yuan slaughter.

Although the 800 yuan he was going to use to pay back Sister Zhang tomorrow, he didn't care about so much at this moment. Compared with his father's hope of recovering from his illness, nothing else is nothing.

Zhao Yang excitedly carried his bag, walked out of the market, and walked towards his home in a big strode.

After walking out of the market for a while, Zhao Yang, who was still silent in excitement, suddenly felt nervous.

But before he could react, the backpack on his back was pulled away suddenly and looked back. He saw someone running wildly with his bag.

Zhao Yang's face changed and he turned around and rushed towards the man.

The man saw that he was accustomed to stealing. He was very familiar with the neighborhood. He turned around and rushed into a small street next to him.

There was hope for my father and the whole family in this bag, so Zhao Yang naturally couldn't give up. He shouted angrily and chased him in. However, the man relied on the geography and habits and ran very fast, and instantly opened the distance between the two.

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth panting and chased after him desperately. He could not do anything else, but the medicine must be taken back.

Seeing Zhao Yang chasing him again, the man's face changed. At this moment, he began to pant. After looking around, he rushed into another alley.

Zhao Yang groaned and accelerated his pace and chased in.

After chasing in, he saw that the guy was about to disappear at the end of the alley. Seeing that there seemed to be no one beside him, Zhao Yang's eyes cold, he sneered, and stretched out his hand and the bricks were quietly in his hand.

Just as the other party was about to rush out of the alley and Zhao Yang's hand was raised, the man was kicked to the ground by a man on a mountain bike rushing out diagonally.

Seeing that the man was kicked over, Zhao Yang was a little stunned. The brick in his hand disappeared, rushed forward, and kicked the guy hard.

The person on the bicycle next to him reached out and handed over the bag, looked at him and smiled, "Your bag?"

"Yes, thank you!" Zhao Yang reached out to take the bag, and then he had the time to look at the other party.

"Huh?" Looking at the people on the mountain bike, Zhao Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

Looking at the confusion on Zhao Yang's face, the young man laughed heartily, patted his shoulder, and said, "Senior brother, be careful next time!"

"Ah! Are you Senior Li Dong?" Zhao Yang hesitated for a moment and suddenly said.

"You recognize me!" Li Dong smiled, and was about to speak, but Zhao Yang's face changed behind him, and he suddenly pulled towards Li Dong: "Be careful!"

"Clang!" There was a dull sound, and an iron rod passed by and hit Li Dong's mountain bike hard.

Li Dong's reaction was also very fast. Without waiting for the other party to smash the second stick, he picked up the mountain bike and waved it, forcing the few people surrounding him out.

Zhao Yang was behind, and he was rushing to touch a wooden stick. Looking at the fierce and evil people over there who were either iron sticks or long swords in their hands, he was shocked.
Chapter completed!