On Our Wedding Night, the Forcibly Married Prince Presses Me to Bow

Xiao Qingyin, a master physician, dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the body of the eldest legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue in the Great Xi Dynasty, who was raised in the count...

Chapter 52 Seven Times a Night Pill

Xiao Qingyin saw him standing in the crowd and waved with a smile.

Gou Shengtian left with a gloomy face and his hand over his chest.

There is ample time!

He refused to believe that he couldn't beat a mere girl.

Although Baibaozhai had a great reputation from the beginning, few people went in after the store opened, for fear of encountering a living devil or something.

After listening to the peasant woman's boast, they all became a little curious.

So he mustered up his courage and went into the shop.

All medicines were clearly priced, and as the farmer said, most of them were very cheap.

The variety of products was much richer than they had imagined.

It includes not only common medications for clearing heat and detoxifying, relaxing muscles and tendons, calming the nerves, and treating convulsions.

There are also strange medicines like hair-darkening pills, hair-growth pills, cooling oil, body odor remover, and athlete's foot cure.

The most eye-catching product is the "seven times a night pill".

Just looking at the name makes one blush.

"How can they even put this kind of medicine on the table..."

Someone muttered to themselves.

"How would you know we have it if we didn't show it off?"

Ji Yunhua said with composure and grace.

"I have personally verified that this medicine is absolutely effective and you will definitely not regret buying it."

Yun Zhao overheard this and his lips twitched.

How could a young woman like you have firsthand experience to back it up?

They lie without batting an eye.

The locals who came in to stroll around all believed it.

After all, Ji Yunhua looked like a playboy who spent his days indulging in pleasure.

They don't shy away from it at all, so what do they have to be ashamed of?

When you reach middle age, those who know, know.

Many people immediately took out their wallets and bought ten at a time.

This pill doesn't cost fifty coins per pill, but ten taels of silver per pill.

Yun Zhao was shocked as he received the money.

“You’ve learned something, haven’t you?” Ji Yunhua winked at Yun Zhao. “You can’t just stand there; you have to demonstrate.”

Yun Zhao: "..."

He still has some sense of shame.

Xiao Qingyin was in a great mood when she saw that Yun Zhao and Yun Shu were getting into the swing of things after a period of chaos.

Just then, an old woman walked into the shop.

After scanning the room, he found Xiao Qingyin and said with a forced smile, "Miss, the old lady is ill. Please return to the manor to take care of her."