Chapter 4

The Qing Nang Pharmacy became one of the top pharmacies in the city not only because of its complete selection of herbs but also because it had experienced doctors.

Especially the miraculous doctor, Master Xu, who, with his own strength, had built a great reputation in the city.

Although Master Xu no longer treats patients as often these days, the disciples he has trained are all highly skilled in medicine.

Moreover, there are highly paid resident doctors, so there is never a lack of patients coming for treatment.

This busy period lasted for more than half a month.

"Only for the afternoon." In the back room, Master Qin sipped his tea, took out ten large coins from his pocket, and handed them over:

"Don't spend them recklessly, use them sparingly, and remember to be back before the hour of You."

"Yes." Mo Qiu responded, respectfully accepting the coins:

"Thank you, Master Qin."

Apprentices do not receive wages, but when the master is in a good mood, he might give some pocket money.

Clearly, Master Qin was not a particularly strict master.

He nodded, glanced at Mo Qiu, and immediately showed displeasure: "What's wrong with your face?"

Mo Qiu's face had developed some red rashes, which were not very noticeable at first glance but looked quite alarming upon closer inspection.

"Brother Wei said it's a rash," Mo Qiu bowed and said:

"Yesterday, when I was tired, I ate some Cang Xiang, and then these rashes appeared on my face."

"Eat?" Master Qin frowned:

"Cang Xiang can invigorate the mind, but you should just hold it in your mouth. Eating it directly without preparation will certainly harm your body."

"Next time, be more careful and don't take medicine just because you know a little bit about it!"

"Yes." Mo Qiu responded.

He wasn't unaware that he shouldn't eat it, but he was very curious about how the 'system' would react if he did.

The result was not much different from holding it in his mouth; he felt nauseous for a long time and vomited several times.

"Go!" Seeing no other issues, Master Qin waved his hand, and Mo Qiu left.

Exiting through the side door of the back yard, the chubby Xun Liu was already waiting by the wall with a bulging bag.

"You're here!" Seeing Mo Qiu come out, his eyes lit up:

"How did it go? I heard Master Qin is the most generous to apprentices, giving them large coins every time they rest."

"Indeed, he did." Mo Qiu nodded, took out the ten large coins he had just received from his sleeve, and gently shook them:

"Ten!"

This was not a small amount for the two of them; two large coins could buy a bowl of hot food.

Ten coins, if used sparingly, could sustain them for two days.

"Swallow... Swallow..." Xun Liu's throat rolled, his eyes filled with envy:

"You're lucky, you can read, and you entered Master Qin's door right away, and even get large coins."

"What about you?" Mo Qiu gestured to the bag in Xun Liu's hand:

"What's in there?"

Xun Liu smiled and said: "A few pieces of cloth and four large pancakes, all with fillings, they'll definitely make those two drool!"

"Oh." Mo Qiu took a step forward, curious:

"Where did you get them?"

It had only been half a month since they entered the pharmacy, and he didn't believe Xun Liu could mix with the kitchen staff to this extent.

"Brother Lu gave them to me." Xun Liu followed with a smile:

"You're always busy in the front, so you probably haven't met him. Brother Lu is the son of the guard, Lu Tou, and he is currently learning martial arts at the Sanhe Martial Arts Hall."

Lu Tou is the one who wakes them up every day, tall and muscular.

"Martial Arts Hall." Mo Qiu's eyes lit up:

"How do you learn? What do you learn?"

"Seems to be some kind of boxing, training the skin, bones, and internal organs. I heard it's not easy to master." Xun Liu shook his head and said:

"Brother Mo, we shouldn't even think about such things. It costs at least two taels of silver to learn martial arts there every month."

"Two taels..."

He shook his head, his face filled with envy.

One tael of silver is nearly a thousand large coins, which is far beyond their reach.

Mo Qiu opened his mouth but could only sigh helplessly.

He was very interested in the martial arts of this world, but for now, he had to focus on establishing himself.

The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked along the city streets, eventually arriving at a familiar street.

Cripple Street!

Cripple Street is a colloquial name, as it is said that many children have been kidnapped here, so few people come.

But not far from this street is Fuhuo Street, which is more prosperous and ideal for begging.

Therefore, many beggars gather here.

Mo Qiu and Xun Liu had once lived here, and they were now here to visit their old friends.

The familiar dilapidated temple was in sight. Xun Liu's face was excited as he hurried to the temple door.

"Dogzi, Xiaochu, we're back..."

Before he could finish, his expression froze, and his chubby body instinctively shrank back.

"What's wrong?" Mo Qiu, curious, stepped forward, and his expression also froze.

They saw that the once-abandoned temple had been tidied up, and three large men were sitting inside, looking at them.

The central man was nearly two meters tall, with a body full of fat, like a larger version of Xun Liu.

Just his size made people uneasy.

"What are you doing here?" The large man frowned, and one of his companions stepped forward, looking down at the two of them:

"Don't you know this is the territory of the Black Tiger Hall? Shouting and making noise, are you looking for a beating?"

Saying this, he reached out and grabbed Xun Liu, throwing him into the temple.

He then glared at Mo Qiu:

"Get in!"

Mo Qiu's body stiffened; under the other man's gaze, he dared not run and obediently entered the temple.

"Sorry... sorry!" Xun Liu, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to his feet, stammering:

"We... we are here to find someone."

"Find someone?" The central large man stood up with a cold laugh, casually grabbing the bag from Xun Liu:

"Everyone is here, who are you looking for?"

Seeing his things forcibly taken, Xun Liu dared not resist, only lowering his head and speaking softly:

"We are looking for Dogzi and Xiaochu. They used to beg here, so..."

"What a mess of things!" Before he could finish, the large man threw the pieces of cloth and filled pancakes to the ground, spitting disdainfully:

"Is this worth packing?"

Clearly, with his status, he didn't care about a few pieces of cloth and filled pancakes.

"You!"

The large man kicked Xun Liu away and pointed at Mo Qiu, shouting: "Come over, take out everything you have!"

"No." Mo Qiu's face turned pale, but he refused.

"What did you say?" The large man suddenly turned, glaring with fierce eyes:

"No?"

He rolled up his sleeves and sneered:

"I want to see how you can say no!"

"I... I have a disease." Mo Qiu's body trembled, his throat rolled, and he forced himself to suppress his fear, saying:

"Look, I have a rash on my body. It's a disease, and you can't touch me, or you'll get it too."

"Besides, we are just apprentices at the Qing Nang Pharmacy, and we don't have anything else on us."

As he spoke, the three large men's faces changed, and they instinctively took a step back.

Even Xun Liu, who was still groaning in pain, was stunned and quietly shrank back.

"Damn it!" One of them couldn't help but curse:

"I said this guy's face looked strange, turns out he has a disease. What are you doing here with a disease?"

"Get out of here quickly!"

"We're leaving, we're leaving!" Mo Qiu smiled bitterly and bowed:

"May I ask, do you know where the beggars who used to be here have gone?"

"Dead!" The fat large man's face darkened, and he instinctively wanted to attack, but he held back after looking at the red rash on Mo Qiu's face:

"Get out quickly!"

"Yes, yes." Seeing he couldn't get any information, Mo Qiu could only nod and signal to Xun Liu.

Xun Liu wasn't stupid; otherwise, he wouldn't have joined the Qing Nang Pharmacy. He immediately understood.

But his first action was to pick up the cloth and pancakes from the ground before hurriedly following Mo Qiu out of the temple door.