C380 Sale and sale to the wicked

Zhen Mi smiled slightly: "There are so many shops on the east side of the street, what do you mean by that?"

"Aiya, the little old man, my mind isn't sharp enough, so I forgot." A light flashed in the old man's eyes.

Zhen Mi looked at me. After so many years of tacit understanding, I took out a few taels of silver.

"Good job!" The owner of that place is called medicinal herb