He lay on her shoulder, looking around with his big crystal grape eyes.

Shen Yizi completely transformed into a shopping maniac. Often, she would buy things and hand them to Qingbao before Qingbao even asked her for them.

Soon, she couldn't lift anything anymore.

Later she simply asked the store to deliver the goods to her door.

Out of caution, she rented a small courtyard when she came last time and paid three months' rent to cover the space.

Although there is no surveillance in this world, there are masters like Gu Xueting who are extremely powerful. What if she is seen by a passing master when she puts things into the space? So it is better to have a special place to store things.

It's impossible for the master to come to her house just to spy on her, right? Things were being transported to a rented house one by one, and soon the house was full, and there was no more room in the yard.

She was committed to turning the space into a second home, so naturally she bought a lot of things.

While Shen Yizhi and Qing Bao were out eating, drinking and having fun, Yichang was busy tidying up and arranging things in the space, sorting the huge pile of things into different categories.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will reward you with 10 drops of spiritual spring water."

This sentence instantly gave Yichang endless motivation and made him full of energy.

After buying most of the things, Shen Yizi came to the blacksmith shop.

This time, she was going to create a weapon.

The material is the teeth pulled out from the mouth of a dragon.

After meeting Master Qin Bin, Shen Yizhi handed over the wooden box containing the dragon's teeth.

"I want you to make a dagger for me, can you?"

Wang Qiantang took the wooden box, opened it and took a look. His pupils shrank, and he obviously recognized what was inside.

He closed the wooden box and stared at Shen Yizhi like a hawk: "Where did this come from?"

"You mean this? I found it while picking herbs. What's wrong with it?"

Shen Yizhi didn't really lie, he just omitted a lot of details.

"It's okay, come back and get it in five days." Wang Qiantang didn't ask any more questions and went into the backyard with the wooden box.

Shen Yizhi looked at his back, but doubts arose in his mind.

She had felt that Master Wang was unusual before, and now she was even more certain that he was no ordinary blacksmith.

Using dragon teeth to forge weapons is something only weapon refiners can do, right?

He is definitely not an ordinary person.

But why didn't she sense any aura of a cultivator from him? Did he hide his aura as well? Yi Chang popped up: "Do you think that high-level Breath Condensation Technique is common stuff? The reason why that person can refine weapons without any spiritual fluctuations on his body is because he used to be a cultivator, but he is not now."

"Was? It seems he has quite a few stories."

Of course, Shen Yizhi just thought so and had no desire to explore other people's past.

She was just a customer who came to customize a weapon. All Master Wang had to do was to make the weapon and hand it over to her.

She had no interest in anything else.

After the previous shopping spree and the custom weapons, she had almost spent all the money she had earned from selling medicine.

It seems I need to sell a few more boxes of medicine.

Shen Yizhi came to the pharmacy for the third time.

However, this time the person who received her was not the shopkeeper Su Guangbai, but a young and handsome man.

He was wearing a light green gauze brocade robe with wide cuffs and a hem that dragged on the ground. The lapels and cuffs were embroidered with delicate herbal patterns, and he looked elegant and leisurely.

The most outstanding feature is a pair of eyes, very clear and bright, as if they can see into people's hearts at a glance.

When he saw her, there was no strange look in his eyes, as if her disfigured right face was just normal.

When you get closer, you can smell the herbal fragrance lingering on him, which shows that he deals with medicinal herbs all year round.

"My name is Su Chaiyu. I believe this is Miss Shen that Uncle San has been talking about. Nice to meet you."

Su Chaiyu bowed to Shen Yizhizi.

He immediately extended his hand and motioned for her to sit down.

"My third uncle went out for something, and I just happened to be free so I came to the store to look around. If Miss Shen has anything to say, you can tell me."

Seeing his gentle, polite and sincere appearance, Shen Yizi couldn't help but smile.

If she hadn't detected with her spiritual sense that Shopkeeper Su was sitting in the next room, she would have been deceived by him.

Well, let’s see what this Mr. Su Chaiyu is up to.

Shen Yizhi took out five boxes of hemostatic ointment and two bottles of detoxification pills from his shoulder bag, "Mr. Su, take a look and give me a price."

Su Chaiyu picked up a box of hemostatic ointment. It was a semi-circular porcelain box the size of a lychee, filled with a light green ointment that was crystal clear. Not only did it have no medicinal smell, it also had a light sweet fragrance. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was an exquisite pastry.

Su Chaiyu had heard of this hemostatic ointment a long time ago. The head of the Su family, who was also his father, had written to him and told him that this hemostatic ointment was a magical medicine that even cultivators could use.

He must make sure to get the prescription, and even if that is not possible, he must win over the person who made the ointment.

This time he came to Lang City, he also wanted to meet the medicine maker.

Originally he thought Shen Yizi was also a cultivator, but when he met him he found out that he was not.

Yes, do monks still need to sell medicine to make money? However, since she is not a monk, how can she make spiritual medicine for monks to use?

Could it be that this medicine was not made by her, but someone else was behind her? In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Su Chaiyu's mind, but his face remained gentle and polite.

After looking at the hemostatic plaster, he picked up the detoxification pill and poured one into his palm. He sniffed it carefully. It contained coptis root, dandelion, white mustard seed, asparagus root, ephedra, magnolia officinalis…

Just by the smell, he analyzed the medicinal materials used in the pill. Most of them were very common, and there were only one or two that he could not identify.

"I wonder how effective this pill is?"

"Detoxification is not a problem for most poisons, especially snake venom."

Su Chaiyu's eyes flashed with surprise, "Miss Shen, do you mind if I try it?"

"As you wish." Shen Yizhi shook his head.

As the leader among the younger generation of the Su family, Su Chaiyu has already mastered the medical skills to a great extent, even many of the older generation of the Su family are better than him. He is known as the little miracle doctor in the outside world.

Medicine and poison are inseparable. He has extraordinary medical skills, and his poison skills are naturally not bad either. He immediately took out his newly developed masterpiece and fed it to a big rooster that his waiter found.

Not long after the big rooster took the poison, it fell to the ground and convulsed.

When the poison reached its most severe level, Su Chaiyu signaled his servant to feed it the antidote pill.

Shen Yizhi had expected the result, so he was not nervous at all. He was very relaxed and even had the time to study a pot of orchid on the high table.