Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The shop owner held his phone wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He had assumed that the man was here to buy rare and expensive Chinese herbs.

Was this it?

Were these all he wanted?

When Huo Yao noticed the look of shock on the shop owner's face, she asked. "What's wrong? Don't you have them?"

The shop owner snapped out of his thoughts. He raised his head and looked at her with a contorted expression on his face. "Is that all?"

"Huh? Is anything wrong?" asked Huo Yao quizzically.

"Oh nothing…" The shop owner's cheeks twitched. He glanced at the list of Chinese herbs on the phone again. Superstition was no good.

Even if his left eyelids twitched, it might not always be a sign of getting a windfall.

The shop owner cleared his throat and said, "One moment, please. I will prepare the herbs."

He took out his phone and took a picture of the list of herbs appearing on Huo Yao's phone and went back inside the counter.

He took the freshly brewed tea back while he was at it.

Huo Yao went speechless.

This shop owner was certainly interesting.

Ten minutes later, the shop owner walked out with a clear plastic bag and placed it on the counter. "All here."

Huo Yao looked at the plain-looking plastic bag and was speechless once again.

He was certainly stingy.

But then, she admired practical people like him.

Huo Yao opened the bag and checked the Chinese herbs inside.

She checked the Chinese herbs that had to be harvested during specific seasons. When she noticed everything was in order, she was rather surprised.

"Don't worry. I never make mistakes when it comes to medicine." The shop owner raised his chin. He was in his fifties, but he hardly had any wrinkles. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties at best.

Huo Yao raised her brow and praised him. "You know what you're doing."

"Miss, you have a keen eye as well." The shop owner stuck his thumb up. He paused and glanced a couple of times at Huo Yao. "Do you know medicine?"

"A little." Huo Yao was always a humble young woman.

The shop owner was a little surprised. "It's rare for a girl of your age to know medicine."

Huo Yao nodded. "How much do the herbs cost after the discount?"

The shop owner was puzzled.

He had been running the business for over 30 years. It was the first time someone asked for a discount.

Sure enough, it was a bad idea to make small talk.

The shop owner promptly turned to retrieve a calculator. "Sorry. We run a small business, so we don't offer any discounts. That's a total of $28, 530. Cash, card, or QR payment?"

Huo Yao looked up at the shop owner. "No discount?"

In reality, the Chinese herbs she wanted were not considered expensive.

However, she had to give it a shot and haggle. What if she succeeded, right?

The smile on the shop owner's face nearly collapsed, but he remained determined. "I can't give you any discount, my dear!"

He always wanted to squeeze more money out of his customers. Sadly, he was unable to do it since the herbs in question came cheap.

A look of disappointment swept across Huo Yao's heart, but she did not insist.

She took out her phone to swipe a QR code for payment.

"Allow me." Huo Changfeng quickly retrieved a card and handed it to him. "Swipe my card."

The shop owner glanced at the limited edition gold card. He cried in envy inside upon seeing the card.

He took out a card machine from the counter.

Just as he was about to swipe the card, the shop owner's hand paused. He raised his head to look at Huo Changfeng. "How about this? I can give you the Chinese herbs free of charge, but I have a favor to ask of you. Can you introduce me to the genius doctor?"

"Genius doctor?" Huo Changfeng was briefly stunned. "What genius doctor?"

"Over ten years ago, you bought Chinese herbs from me. I'm talking about the doctor who wrote the prescription." The shop owner paused and explained. "To be honest, my friend is sick. I was hoping that the doctor could see my friend."