The provincial city has become cleaner and more prosperous.
After having lunch, Gu Muran took the Old Clan Leader and others to Caozheng Hall.
This Chinese Herbal Medicine Store is quite large, estimated to be about three to four hundred square meters, decorated in a classical style.
A plaque with three characters written in brush hangs above.
It reads Caozheng Hall.
It seems to have been here for a long time, with many people coming and going; it should be an old store.
Gu Qiaoqiao could vaguely smell the scent of herbs at the entrance.
They weren't here to buy medicine, so there was no need for pleasantries.
Besides, Gu Muran was the angriest at this moment. How could these people deceive him?
He couldn't afford it, but if they didn't want to sell to him, they shouldn't have. Why treat him like that? He couldn't understand, so Gu Muran was the first to rush in.
Don't be deceived by the Old Clan Leader's age; he moved swiftly and was the second to enter.
