Hey, a "nitpicker" showed up today at Qingniu Apothecary in Chang'an West Market! Member Li, dressed in fine silks, pinched a wooden plaque and curled his lip: "Your plaque says 'Foraged by Old Qian,' but Old Qian was still drying grain in Qingniu Valley yesterday. How could he have foraged Rhodiola? Do you take me for a blind fool?" The Abacus Bead rattled and sprang into a small magnifying glass, projecting an image right onto the plaque: "Don't rush! Let me show you the 'Foraging Playback'!" The wooden plaque flipped open automatically, revealing a miniature shadow puppet of Old Qian wearing a straw hat and picking flowers, and finally a timestamp shaped like an Abacus Bead popped out: "Mao hour, third quarter, accurate to the very second!"
"Old Qian! When did you learn shadow puppetry?" Xiaoxiu laughed as she watched. Old Qian scratched his head and smiled: "The Abacus Bead used my straw hat as a prop and said, 'Live action starring the real person, honest dealing with young and old alike!'" The Abacus Bead projected an image of Huwa with hands on his hips: "That's a must! Our Qingniu wooden plaques are even more authentic than the scriptbooks at the Chang'an Grand Theater!"
While the commotion was ongoing, Old Woman Wang from the east side of the city came leaning on her crutch to lodge a complaint: "Your White Cogongrass Flower has 'fifty percent bead-alkali content,' so how come the water you brew from it looks just like plain water?" The Abacus Bead jumped into her …
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