Vol 3 Chapter 1113:

Xia Yuanqiu said: "Which eyes do you see people selling fake goods?"
The fat man pointed at the bamboo raft of the boy in his arms and said: "Is this not a fake? When I have never seen the dragon heart?"
Xia Yuanqiu reached out and took out a fruit in the scorpion, sniffed in front of his nose and said: "Have you ever seen the real dragon fruit I don't know, but this fruit is really a dragon fruit, you love it or not, If you don't buy it, it's natural that someone wants to buy it." She turned and said to the boy: "Little brother, what about your fruit? My sister is all!" The boy's face was grateful, and then there was a glimpse of it. "Sister, this basket of fruit is worth only twenty-two silver, but I need fifty-two silver to buy ginseng for my mother, sister, can you give me fifty-two silver? I will return you later!"
The fat man heard the words and immediately laughed and said: "Are you crazy? Is this a basket of broken fruits, wanting to sell fifty-two silver?"
Xia Yuanqiu ignored the fat man and said to the boy: "Yes, my sister can give you fifty-two silver, but my sister wants to ask you, what disease did your mother have, why use ginseng?"
The ginseng is a big supplement. The average patient is not suitable for consumption. It is very likely that the patient will not be compensated, but it will not benefit the disease.
When the boy's eyes were red, he whimpered: "My mother can't do it, but I don't want my mother to die. I don't have any jealousy. I only have a mother. If she is dead, I will never have a loved one in this world."
The fat man sneered: "Edition - continue to edit - see if you can sell this basket of rotten fruit to the price of one hundred and two, then you are really good."
The boy hangs his head and doesn't talk, tears fall to the ground, and the heart is turned, Xia Yuanqiu said: "Don't cry, my sister is a doctor, my sister will accompany you home to see your mother, okay?"
The boy raised his tears and looked at Xia Yuanqiu. "The doctor in the city said that only the old ginseng can hang my mother's life. I just want to go to the pharmacy to buy the old ginseng. Can you wait for my sister?" I bought ginseng and then went home with me?"
Speaking of ginseng, Xia Yuanqiu’s space ring does not know how many, anyway, a lot, she reached out and touched her fingers, and there was a good old ginseng in the palm of her hand. This kind of appearance, there are no five hundred and two silver. It is absolutely impossible to buy.
Xia Yuanqiu handed the ginseng to the boy: "Hey - this is the old ginseng, you hold it, can you take us home now?"
The little boy had seen the ginseng in the pharmacy. It was very similar to the one in his hand. It seemed that the hand seemed to be bigger and better. He couldn’t help but smile. He nodded and said, "Well, I will take you there."
The three men hurried away, the fat man looked at the back of the three people gradually drifting away, frowning: "This girl is sick! So such a good old ginseng, I changed a basket of broken fruit? This is not a big loss. ?"
The onlookers did not pick up his words. Some people even turned their eyes to him from time to time, expressing dissatisfaction with him. He was not aware of it and left his head alone.
The boy led Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Xi to the end of Long Street and turned into a very small alley. The houses in the Hutong were very worn, which reminded Xia Yuanqiu that she and Yuan Zhen lived when she entered the capital at the beginning of the year. Pinghe Lane, which is more worn out than Pinghe Lane, is also very narrow.
After a few turns in the alley, the boy pointed to a giant tree road not far from the front: "The tree is my home."