My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!



Everybody looked at Fang Su and was just about to criticize him, yet the doctor who was squatting to examine the patient shouted, "Stop yelling! All of you stop quarreling! Eh? His pulse has steadied! The poison? It's been detoxified!"

Everybody looked at each other in astonishment.

What kind of elixir was this to promptly detoxify a poison when swallowed?

It had to be known that this tragic brother had been tormented by several pill alchemists in a row. Never mind getting cured, his condition would worsen every time he finished eating another mantou.

They were expecting this guy to kick the bucket if this continued, yet who knew that…

Everybody could not help but look at the stoic-faced little lady standing in front of the crowd.

This little lady did not feel that it was strange at all. She silently gazed back at the crowd.

"Miss, could you allow this old man to take a look at this antidote pill?" The doctor's eyes shone brightly as he stared at the medicinal bottle Fang Su was holding.

It was an ordinary-looking medicinal bottle, completely white without any decorations, yet the pills inside the bottle were just this extraordinary.

Fang Su felt his hackles raise from this stare.

Qiao Mu gestured for him to hand that medicinal bottle to that doctor.

Shortly, the doctor exclaimed, "Miss, are you selling this pill?"

"Twenty thousand for one pill!" The little lady waved her hand as if she was selling rubbish. Everyone's eyes immediately gleamed.

Mo Lian: …

His wife actually was selling rubbish. After all, she had made these pills in the early days with the small stewing pot. The grade and efficacy were naturally incomparable to those of the pills she could refine now!

"M-Miss, I'll be buying all these antidote pills!"

"Get out of here, Old Li. Does your conscience not hurt? How can you monopolize such good stuff?"

"I'm buying, I'm buying too!"

"Miss, give me ten pills too!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Qiao Mu silently took out forty plus medicinal bottles. She sold another batch from her stockpile of rubbish.

Adding the digestion pills she sold previously, she deposited another 11 million into her spirit currency card.

Even in such a place as the Divine Province where the cost of living was abnormally high, having 10 million or so in savings made her a rich lady.

After all, buying good things here required the use of spirit stones.

Even so, spirit currency was still useful in the secular world.

The little lady put away her spirit currency card, and her large eyes vigorously swept across the crowd.

"Young Pill Alchemist, this humble one, surnamed Li, is the shopkeeper of Dali Pill Pharmacy. If you are selling pills in the future, you can bring them to our pharmacy. We will definitely offer a fair price! We greatly welcome you."

Everyone eagerly made conversation with this young pill alchemist who "obviously looked extraordinary."

Qiao Mu blinked and started her usual pattern of replying with several words to the other party's several-sentence question.

Everyone affirmed in their minds: Masters were masters after all. They spoke concisely with an air of dignity.

Because she had earned spirit currency, Qiaoqiao treated these pharmacy owners with an okay attitude.

Just as she was listening to them haggle, a group hurried over from the corridor.

An older person guided a boy servant with red lips and pearly teeth over to Qiao Mu.

The boy servant looked up at the elder with uncertainty when he saw that it was a young little lady.

The elder nodded hastily and saluted Qiao Mu politely. "This young pill alchemist, may we talk. Will this young pill alchemist please diagnose my young sir's illness. You do not need to worry about compensation at all…"