Chapter 10

A silver or two?

Ye Xiyue glanced at him coldly. Even if she didn't understand the ancient market, she knew that it would cost no more than one or two silver to write such a few words.

Is it her fault after stealing?

She simply ignored the boy, raised her feet and walked to the door.

Seeing that ye Xiyue ignored him, the boy hurried forward a few steps.

"Is it too expensive? I can give you a discount. If you give me a drop of money, I'll write it for you. How about it?"

A drop of money is almost a thousand Wen, and one or two silver is twelve hundred Wen. It's really a discount.

The abacus is very good!

Ye Xiyue heard the voice behind her and quickened her pace. She was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

"If you refuse to pay, 800 Wen will do!"

"That's 500 Wen. It can't be less“

"Alas, why don't you pay attention to me? How about 300 Wen? Even if you go to the writer and painter, you still need two or three hundred Wen. I saved you time!"

"Buy it now, 100 Wen. If you refuse again, I'll keep pestering you! I'll do what I say!"

From the medicine shop, the boy followed Ye Xiyue all the time, talking to himself and constantly reducing the price. Finally, he rushed to her and stopped her directly.

Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly. Her eyes were cold. She stopped and looked at her quietly.

This cold look is very dangerous!

The teenager's perception of danger was particularly sensitive. He shivered subconsciously, but he was unwilling to give up.

He straightened his chest and raised his voice. "I mean what I say. If you don't, I'll keep pestering you until you're bored!"

Ye Xiyue saw a trace of fear on his face. It was estimated that she almost broke her arm just now, but even so, he still stood in front of her.

The young man's eyes were very clear, and there was a trace of depression in them. It seemed that he didn't want to ask for money in such a brazen way. At first glance, he was forced to do so.

"What are you doing with money?"

Ye Xiyue glanced at him with an eyebrow and asked in a very light tone.

The boy hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed, and a trace of sadness appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"What's the reason to want money? Buy food, drink and play!"

He didn't want to show his embarrassment in front of strangers, but he didn't know that his eyes had completely revealed his mind at this time.

"Well, a hundred Wen, no more."

Ye Xiyue finally asked the teenager to write the prescription for her. Those who set up stalls, wrote and painted before took time to go back and forth across an alley from here.

Since he wants to earn this 100 Wen so much, let him earn it, so as to save him from pestering!

The boy finished writing the prescription, took a hundred words, hurriedly said "thank you" and ran away. He looked very eager.

Ye Xiyue looked down at the correct brush words on the paper, and her eyes were slightly surprised.

The boy is still wearing patched clothes. It seems that his family should be very poor.

In ancient times, children of ordinary families could read very little, let alone write such beautiful brush words.

It seems that the person who taught him to read and write should be very attentive.

But she just sighed a little and gave the prescription written in her hand to the clerk of the medicine shop without thinking much.

When ye Xiyue returned to the general's house, she had not only medicine, but also newly bought clothes and some snacks.

When I climbed over the wall and went back in, I was lucky and didn't get caught.

When she returned to the room, she just took off her men's clothes and changed back to women's clothes. Before she could hide well, there was a sound of footsteps at the door!