The three did not run about blindly. They first rushed to the World Money House. Two remained outside while the leader went straight to the money house manager.
"How many medicine shops are there in all of Southern Prefecture City?"
"Eleven in total, large and small."
"Do you have their exact locations?"
"Yes." The money house manager swiftly pulled out a detailed map of the city. Pen in hand, he searched through the streets one by one. Familiar with Southern Prefecture City, his strokes were brisk and decisive as he quickly circled the locations of all eleven medicine shops.
After obtaining the map, the man asked the manager for several reliable people and led them toward the city streets.
Once the group dispersed, they swiftly headed for every street with medicine shops, entering each one they found to inspect it.
After a long and urgent search, they finally found their target in a medicine shop with a carriage parked outside its entrance.
Yan Baoru, dressed as an ordinary woman in coarse cloth and a simple hairpin, was speaking with the medicine shop manager.
After the shop assistant packed up all the requested medicinal herbs, he carried them before the customer for inspection.
Yan Baoru squatted down and spread open the sacks with both hands to inspect them. Satisfied, she nodded, then took out three gold coins and handed them to the manager, saying there was no need for change.
The manager thanked her repeatedly and instructed an assistant to help carry the sacks outside and stack them in the carriage.
Before getting into the carriage, the driver nodded to her. Yan Baoru's gaze flickered briefly from side to side, but she climbed aboard without haste and ducked into the carriage.
The driver flicked his whip and urged the carriage down