"The old man enjoys coming out, accidentally wandering around here," said the old man with a laugh. "What medicine do you want to buy here? I'll have them give you a discount."
"You're always so kind," Yin Xiaofan replied with a smile. "I want to buy straw and Ghost Grass."
"Oh, these are herbs that can bewilder people," the old man remarked, eyeing Yin Xiaofan with a strange expression.
Although the old man wasn't a Medical Skill expert, he had sold herbs generation after generation, his knowledge of herbs was no less than that of seasoned traditional medical practitioners.
"I just want to do little things to keep you smiling," "That old man must have seen something," quipped Yin Xiaofan with a chuckle.
"You medical experts can turn decay into magic; ordinary herbs can be transformed into medicine that cures diseases and saves lives. Such Skill is admirable," the old man said with a smile.
