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After work, Mo Chen did not go home. Instead, he went to the famous antique market because Mo Chen wanted to set up a stall here. Firstly, there were many people here, and secondly, there were no Town Security.

The entrance to the antique market was filled with people. Furthermore, there were many small vendors selling fruits, and there was also Mo Chen's favorite stinky tofu.

Mo Chen chose a good seat and placed a small table and a small stool on it. Next to the stool was a banner that read: "Five hundred bottles of healing elixir.

If anyone was careful, they would realize that the words were filled with ink. It was obviously written by Mo Chen, but it was still effective for those pills with minor ailments.

After half an hour, there were no buyers, no small number of spectators, and there were even a few kids wandering around.

"Kid, are you sure you're selling pills?" At this time, a fruit buyer on the other side laughed.

"Uncle, you seem to be quite popular. I can cure a hundred illnesses with this pill. You don't need to go to the hospital to eat just a single cold," Mo Chen introduced his product even though the uncle was obviously full of ridicule.

There were ten bottles of pills on the table. If one bottle was 500, Mo Chen would be able to earn 5000 taels of silver. This was equivalent to half a month's salary for the Sleepless Night Guild.

After hearing that, the uncle picked up Mo Chen's pill and looked at it with a giggle. He shook his head and left in the end.

A few curious tourists at most glanced towards Mo Chen before leaving. Mo Chen sighed to himself. It's so hard to sell things these days. If they can't, then forget it. I'll just give it to some acquaintances.

Mo Chen looked at the time. It was now 9: 30 in the morning, and it was already 11: 00 a.m. If no one came to buy it, Mo Chen would pack up and go home. He would set up his stall somewhere else tomorrow.

Seeing the people coming and going, Mo Chen rarely called out. If someone came to look, then it would be fine if no one came to look.

"Bro, do you think this thing can cure the anger in your legs?" At this moment, a slightly plump middle-aged uncle walked over and asked.

"I can, of course I can. As long as you take one, your leg strength will stop returning," Mo Chen said as he regained his spirits.

"Then let me try? If it's not as miraculous as you say, don't blame me for being impolite. "The middle-aged man stared at Mo Chen and asked.

Mo Chen wasn't selling fake medicine, so he was naturally confident.

"I did not test this item for nothing. Five hundred bottles for one bottle, not a single cent less," Mo Chen said resolutely.

After hearing that, the man remained silent for a while. Then, he took out five hundred pills from his pocket and placed it on the table. Then, he picked up a bottle of pills and opened it.

The man swallowed the pill without any hesitation. After a while, he felt that his body was a little hot, and the flow of his blood also became a lot faster.

"Look, the results will be here soon," Mo Chen said as he rubbed his chin.

After a few minutes, the man took off his shoes. Sure enough, his legs were exhausted. He couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.

"Lad, this medicine of yours is really spirited. It's a pity that I didn't bring that much money with me. Otherwise, I would have bought another bottle for my wife to use," the man said before leaving with a smile.

At this moment, Mo Chen put the five hundred yuan into his pocket. With at least five hundred yuan in his account, he had not come here for nothing.

After the man left, Mo Chen had a few more customers. Of course, many people did not believe Mo Chen's medicine. Only a few people bought two bottles for a try. The effects were not bad, but most people did not take it seriously.

The time was already 10: 30. Mo Chen counted the 1500 yuan in his pocket and sold a total of three bottles. This was already a pretty good income, it was better than coming back empty-handed. Besides, Mo Chen also planned to close the stall.

When Mo Chen closed up the stall, there was a crowd of people not far away. In the middle of the crowd was a delicate and pretty woman and an old man in their seventies. The woman looked very nervous and shouted something, but Mo Chen understood when he saw the old man lying on the ground.

"Grandfather, please hold on a little longer, the ambulance is almost here," the woman shouted.

However, the situation was not looking good. The old man's four limbs were pumping and foaming at the mouth. Anyone with a sharper eye could tell that the old man could not hold on for long before the ambulance arrived.

Mo Chen originally wanted to leave, but he was still the first. However, Mo Chen did not intend to save him for nothing. His pills were enough to support the old man when the ambulance arrived, so Mo Chen wanted to sell his pills.

"Make way, make way." Mo Chen squeezed his way through the crowd with much difficulty.

"Beautiful girl, your grandpa probably won't be able to get the ambulance. Why don't you try out my pill and make your grandpa wait for the ambulance?" Mo Chen suggested. After all, Mo Chen didn't dare to be reckless when it came to human lives.

Who is this person, how dare he spout such big words here. Does he not know that Old Master Wang is a famous genius doctor in the Jiang Prefecture? "Can you do it?"

"He's the one who set up the stall at the entrance. What pill is he selling? It's obvious that he's a swindler. Who would believe him? Who would have thought that this guy would swindle money to come here."

The crowd discussed among themselves, but Mo Chen did not seem to hear it. After all, Mo Chen was just discussing how to leave if it was impossible.

"Can your medicine really save my grandfather?" Although Wang Yan wanted to grab hold of this life-saving straw, she still had to get to the bottom of this.

"Of course, would I joke about my life? But I didn't give you five hundred bottles for free. Everyone is the same," Mo Chen promoted.

"I didn't bring any cash, this is my bank card. If you can save my grandpa, all of the money here will belong to you." In Wang Yan's eyes, there was nothing more important than saving her grandpa.

Without saying anything further, Mo Chen kept the bank card into his pocket, then he took out a pill from the small porcelain bottle and helped the old man consume it.

After half a minute, the old man stopped twitching and foaming at the mouth. It was just that he hadn't woken up yet.

"Alright, my medicine is still very effective," Mo Chen said confidently.

Because of the accident, Wang Yan checked her grandfather's nose and found that he was still breathing, causing her to feel much more at ease.

At this moment, someone patted Mo Chen's back and said, "Young lad, can you sell me a bottle?"

"Give me two bottles."

Before Mo Chen could answer, he had already stuffed the notes into his pocket. The pills in his hands had been robbed as well, but the money counted correctly.

A few minutes later the ambulance arrived in time and the old man was taken to the hospital.

At the moment they got on the carriage, Wang Yan wanted to thank Mo Chen. However, Mo Chen had long disappeared into the crowd.

"Damn, I actually forgot to ask for the password. I died without saying anything." After entering the supermarket, Mo Chen remembered that he didn't want the password, so this bank card was completely useless in Mo Chen's hands.

It was better to save a life than to create a seven-layered pagoda. Originally, Mo Chen could have stayed. However, Mo Chen did not want to be famous, so he wanted to live a peaceful life. After all, once he became famous, he would be noticed by his father's subordinates.

After visiting the supermarket, many bags appeared in Mo Chen's hands. They were filled with Mo Chen's favorite dishes, such as ribs, dog meat, pig's feet, and ducks. Unknowingly, Mo Chen felt as though he was about to get into a good business.

On the bus, Mo Chen calculated the time and started his cultivation tomorrow, because his body could already withstand the pressure from the training. The main purpose of Mo Chen's training was to strengthen his dragon soul, because he was a mortal, so it was impossible for him to use his superpowers, but with a dragon soul, he would be different.

Of course, the spiritual medicines he cultivated were very rare. Mo Chen only had a Black Blood Mushroom in his house, so he had to settle this matter with finding spiritual medicines. Although Mo Chen had more than four thousand Yuan, he could not afford to buy any spiritual herbs. Therefore, Mo Chen had to go to another mountain in a few days to see if there were any herbs he needed.

At this moment, in the Jiang Prefecture's First Hospital, Grandpa Wang opened his eyes, while Yan'er stood to one side to protect him.

"Yan'er, it's fine. Don't cry, I'm still alive," Old Master Wang comforted her.

"En, Yan'er, stop crying," Wang Yan said as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Oh, that's right. Grandfather, the person who saved you was a man who only used a single medicinal pellet," Wang Yan recalled.

"Then where is he? We must properly thank him," Old Master Wang said.

"At that time, there were a lot of people and I didn't pay much attention to them. However, I believe that if the pills in his hands were so miraculous, our hospital could introduce pills like this that would benefit a lot of people." Wang Yan said after she thought for a while.

"I, Yan'er, am the smartest. Alright, you decide on this matter," Old Master Wang said, pleased.

Initially, Mo Chen thought that this matter would end just like that, but he was overthinking things. Wang Yan had been extremely intelligent since she was young, and furthermore, she graduated from the Medical University with the grade of the top student in the entire province. Naturally, there were many advantages to having such talent.

Although Mo Chen's culinary skills were a little lacking, Mo Chen had learnt quite a bit about cooking during the past half month. Of course, Mo Chen had always been a little lonely by himself these days, so Mo Chen decided to raise a dog. At the very least, when he was not around, there would be a dog watching over the house.

As for why Mo Chen would know her name, Mo Chen was speechless. After all, there were suitors everywhere where there were beauties. Not long after Mo Chen moved over, there were quite a few ruffians who came, and Mo Chen also heard that this woman was called Zeng Yan from them.

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