"Selling medicine?" The middle-aged man was momentarily bewildered when he heard Ouyang Xiasha's words. He had thought of millions of possible scenarios. Perhaps the young girl truly was there to buy medicine, perhaps she had wandered into the wrong place, or perhaps it was just child's play... but he had never considered that she might actually be there to sell medicine. However, it only took a moment for the middle-aged man to regain his composure, adhering to the principle that 'the customer is always right' and 'age and status do not matter.' The middle-aged man still asked Ouyang Xiasha with a smile, "Little girl, what kind of medicine do you want to sell? Can you show uncle first?"