Chapter 46 Chariot

Ximenqing

In the morning of August 3, the weather was nice and the autumn sun was bright and dazzling.

Ximenqing crossed his legs and drank tea in the pharmacy, free and at ease. Since the last conversation with Mrs. Wang, Ximenqing has felt afraid for a while. This Mrs. Wang even dares to deceive Wu Song. The woman she usually finds for herself may not come from. If she is careless, she is likely to get into trouble. Wusong, once he finds that he really wants to deal with Wang Po's wife fiercely. Even from this perspective, he should keep a distance from Wang Po.

Ximenqing felt so boring. There was a wind and grass on the street, so he didn't dare to go out. If you can become a person like Wu Song, not only are there many women who love you, but if you are short of money, you don't need to say that you can find a shop casually. With a little hint, silver will naturally come. The identity of the owner of the pharmacy is too low.

Just as Ximen Qing was thinking about things, a servant dressed up came in from the door of the pharmacy.

"What do you want?" On the ground of Yanggu, there are many people who send their families to buy medicine. It is very useful to establish a good relationship with such servants. After all, the money is in their hands. As long as their attitude is tilted, the income of the pharmacy will be greatly improved. Therefore, even if Ximen Qing treats such a servant, he is very polite.

The man looked at Ximen Qing carefully and then clenched his fist. Excuse me, is this the official of Ximen?"

"It's Ximenqing." Ximen Qing did not return the gift, but just nodded slightly. After all, there is still a difference in the identity between the two sides.

"I'm the osmanthus building. On the eighth day of August, the osmanthus building will reopen. This is the invitation from our owner. The clerk said, took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it to Simon Qing.

Ximenqing took it, opened the envelope, pulled out a folded red cardboard from it, unfolded the cardboard, and directly put it on the neat regular script:

"Siquan (Note: Siquan is the word of Ximenqing) Brother: I recently opened the Osmanthus Building and is scheduled to reopen on August 8th. In addition, the engagement ceremony between my brother Wu Song and Haisha will be held. I'm waiting for the teaching, and I'm generous. I don't mind urging you. Wuzhi.

When Ximen Qing looked at this invitation, there was a nameless fire in his heart. What is "He Menghouyi, please don't urge"? I haven't given a gift yet, so I just thank you for the gift. Isn't that obvious? At least I, Ximen Qing, am also a member of the Yanggu Chamber of Commerce. I sent a clerk to send invitations and told me that I would not come to remind him again. Isn't this obvious that I love to come or not?

Ximenqing felt angry, but then thought about it, as if it was written on other people's invitations for weddings. Yanggu has many sellers at the same level as him, and it is unrealistic for Wu Da or Wu Song to send him in person. Shaking his head, he has become more and more angry recently.

"Why, is it inconvenient for you to visit?" The voice of the clerk who came to deliver the letter suddenly interrupted Simon Qing's thoughts.

"No, I didn't say I wouldn't go." Ximenqing felt very confused.

"Oh, I just saw you shaking your head, and I didn't think it was convenient for you. Our boss said that Ximen officials are one of the few traders in Yanggu, and they have to be invited to say anything, or the face of this osmanthus building is not good. The man said earnestly.

Ximenqing is quite comfortable and not angry: "I will definitely be there. Oh, yes, I think the signature of this invitation is written by Wu Zhi. Why is it not Wu Song?

"Oh, it's hard for you to be a villain. The villain really doesn't know what happened between the brothers. However, the owner of the store in the future should be Wuzhi, the head of this county. The guy spoke cautiously, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong.

Ximen Qing saw that he would no longer ask questions. He rewarded the clerk with half a taels of silver and sent him away.

I didn't expect that the pharmacy shopkeeper's guess was really right. After all, Wu Song transferred the industry of Guihualou to his brother's name, which was convenient for management. But how can such a dwarf listen to him? In the final analysis, this is still Wu Song's business. Alas, this is a business with engagement. The original gift is definitely not enough, and it will increase the expenditure.

Tribute rises year after year, and it is difficult to spend money everywhere. Ximenqing's heart also had some bitterness.

At this time, the pharmacy shopkeeper came over and said, "What, boss, are you worried about the gift?"

"Yes, you said this is a business and engagement. Gifts have to be increased. It turns out that I have prepared 60 taels of silver, and it's enough to think about it. But now it seems far from enough. Do you have any opinions? Ximenqing looked at the pharmacy shopkeeper. He knew this person very well. If this person had no idea in his heart, he would not talk about this topic.

"I really have an idea. We are a pharmacy, and we can deliver medicine." The shopkeeper reminded.

"Yes, I didn't expect that this had to be a specialty. The purchase price of this medicine is 40% to 60% of the selling price, which is equivalent to saving half of the money. But the shopkeeper, this has to send relatively rare medicinal materials. Even after this price, it is still expensive. In addition, five days after August 8th, I still know how many families there are in our store. Is it too late to buy them now? Ximenqing is full of doubts.

"You're going to die, aren't you? You have to send some rare medicinal herbs. The shopkeeper suddenly smiled mysteriously, and then lowered his voice and said, "But we can send fakes."

"You are crazy. Send fake medicine to Wu Song. In case he finds out, our store may not be able to open. He finds any reason, and we both have to go to prison!" Ximenqing was very excited.

"Wu Song is a rough man. How can he tell whether the medicinal herbs are true or false, as long as it is almost the same. I have a way to fake ginseng. Find a few ordinary ginsengs, shape them with knives, stitch them together like carpentry tables and chairs, stick them on the outer skin at the splicing place, brush them with paint, and turn them into a ginseng.' Seven taels are the reference, and eight taels are the treasure. Let's spell out an eight-and-a-half ginseng gift, and we can't say it in terms of face. This fake ginseng is made of real ginseng. Although it is not as effective as real adult ginseng, it also has some medicinal power. Take good care of it." The pharmacy shopkeeper's movements are quite confident.

"There are also fake medicinal herbs you usually sell." Ximen Qing looked coldly at the pharmacy shopkeeper.

"For those who really need it, such as those who really want to use ginseng to continue their lives, I will definitely not sell this kind of stitching, but as for those so-called health care, true or false is almost the same for them. On the contrary, it's really easy to make up for it. I'm afraid you'll have a nosebleed three times a day. The pharmacy shopkeeper did not avoid the problem.

Ximen Qing thought that the following words should not be asked, because he had encountered the scope of unspoken rules that should not be touched by the owner. The pharmacy shopkeeper's words revealed that he was quite confident in fraud, which made Ximen Qing very relieved.

Indeed, when Wu Song's identity needs ginseng to continue its life, it is either in a dangerous situation. At that time, ginseng may not be able to survive; or there are all kinds of panaceans around, and it is not as good as ginseng. Wu Song is like a roaring chariot, a spare small part, which will not play much role. Thinking of this, Ximenqing was also relieved a lot. He suddenly understood the reason why the butcher Wang in the county wanted to read a scripture before killing animals. It seemed that he was to find a psychological balance for himself.

Just after discussing the dildo ginseng, someone came to the pharmacy.

The comer is a rather thin old man, magnificent and looks extraordinary. Ximenqing didn't know him, but the pharmacy shopkeeper and the clerk next to him answered. They greeted enthusiastically: "Master An, you haven't come for a few days. The things you ordered have arrived."

Ximenqing saw that the people in the store were so enthusiastic that he knew that he was a big man. He quickly said to the pharmacy shopkeeper, "What's the name of Master An?"

"Master An, this master is a masterpiece in the county government, An Dao Man An." The pharmacy shopkeeper introduced.

"It turned out to be Master An. He has heard of his name for a long time. He is the owner of this store in Ximenqing. He usually has less time in the pharmacy, so he has never seen Master An. I hope to atone for his sins." Ximenqing bent down to give a big gift. It's not easy to offend the official. In addition, An Daoman's name also made him quite care. I don't know why this name feels so familiar, but it must not be remembered by himself because of the identity of Yanggu Yuzuo. What is it?

"Outside from Ximen, the old man has returned the gift. Alas, the old man is just a masterpiece, and he can't talk about an official person. He is too respectful to me, but it makes me a little at a loss, hahaha. Andao smiled quite open-mindedly.

"Master An, what you ordered." A clerk next to him packed a small paper bag in a tray and presented it with both hands.

Andaoman grabbed it in his hand and weighed it, as if he was calculating the weight. Well, it's good." After saying that, he didn't open the paper bag, but took it directly into his arms. The silver will be settled by the government at the end of the month.

After saying that, An Daoman nods to the crowd as a courtesy. Goodbye, everyone." Turned out of the pharmacy.

Ximen Qing quickly asked the pharmacy shopkeeper: "There will be no deduction at the end of the month."

"No, no, Master An is very moral and has never lost a penny. We also like to talk to him about business." The pharmacy shopkeeper shook his hand.

"What did he decide?" Ximenqing became interested in this issue.

"Actually, I also feel strange when talking about it. An Ye ordered a special chicken blood cinnabar. I've been thinking about this thing for a long time, and I can't figure out what it is for." The pharmacy shopkeeper is rare and confused.

Special chicken blood cinnabar? What is that?"

"The owner doesn't know that ordinary cinnabar is made of mercury sand, and this chicken blood cinnabar is made of chicken blood stone."

"Chicken Blood Stone? What is that?"

"You don't know anything about the owner. Legend has it that there was a kind of bird called 'bird and lion' in ancient times, which was aggressive. One day, he foraging and flew over Yuyan Mountain. When he saw a phoenix hatching eggs, he suddenly had evil thoughts and attacked him. The unprepared phoenix was bitten on the leg. Feng arrived when she heard the news and defeated the 'bird and lion'. Although the Phoenix won, the Phoenix blood flowed and dyed the whole Yuyan Mountain red, which became a chicken blood stone. Of course, this is a legend that cannot be true. But the chicken blood stone produced by Yuyan Mountain in Changhua is indeed the most precious in the world.

"If it's the treasure, it also belongs to minerals. Minerals are mostly poisonous." Ximen Qing said slowly.

"What the owner said is that the official wants this thing, and we have a huge profit from reselling it. Moreover, there is no poisonous label on the chicken blood stone. Even if there is any problem, it has nothing to do with us. Don't worry too much about the host." The shopkeeper looks indifferent.