Chapter 125
"I need them all, can you sell them all to me?"

This medicine shop is the largest in the town, but Xie Cheng still has some doubts.

"If you want everything, I can give you a little cheaper, but it's not much cheaper."

Hearing this, the boss directly waved someone to take two 1000 taels of bank notes.

"I'm rich, so you don't have to give me a cheap one, how about 2000 taels?"

It was more than twice as high as she estimated, of course, but her estimate was still a bit low.

After the pleasant transaction, the boss also gave some pastries to Xie Cheng and the others.

"This is made by my daughter. Try it. If you like it, I will ask my daughter to make it for you next time."

He now regards Xie Cheng as a god, and gods and gods naturally want to make sacrifices.

Seeing the expression on the boss's face, Xie Cheng nodded, and she simply accepted the pastries.

"Thank you so much, Boss, I will give you priority in selling all the medicinal materials in the future."

The boss was overjoyed, but it was just a few pieces of pastries, and he got the priority right. He wished he could hug Xie Cheng and kiss him on the spot, but he didn't forget the difference between men and women.

"Thank you, how do you go back? Why don't you hire a carriage for you?"

Hearing this, Xie Cheng and Mo Qiubai looked at each other. She originally wanted to refuse, but the boss was so enthusiastic that Xie Cheng was too embarrassed to refuse.

"You're embarrassing me so much."

"What's so embarrassing, you sold me so many rare medicinal materials, it's too late for me to thank you, your medicinal materials have saved many, many people, and they are very grateful to you."

Seeing the expression on the boss's face, Xie Cheng strengthened his belief in planting medicinal materials to make money.

After returning to Xiangshan Village, the coachman sitting in front suddenly exclaimed. Hearing her voice, Xie Cheng quickly opened the curtain of the carriage.

There were many villagers standing not far ahead, and they were even waving. Seeing this scene, Xie Cheng was a little surprised. What are these villagers doing here?

"Why are there so many villagers?"

Hearing this, Mo Qiubai who was sitting on the other side also raised the curtain of the carriage.

"I don't know, why don't we go down and have a look together?"

The two got out of the carriage together.

After the villagers saw Xie Cheng, their expressions immediately became extremely excited.

"Miss Xie, are you selling herbs again today?"

Xie Cheng raised her eyebrows, she already knew what these villagers were going to do.

"Why, do you also want to join the queue for planting medicinal materials?"

Some villagers were a little embarrassed. They had rejected Xie Cheng's kindness again and again before. Speaking of which, they just didn't trust Xie Cheng, but now they actively asked to be included in the queue for planting medicinal materials...

"It's okay, if it's inconvenient for you, we won't join."

The land rent Xie Cheng gave them was enough for their family to eat and drink for a year.

Seeing their embarrassed expressions, Xie Cheng smiled.

"People who want to make money can't be thin-skinned. Whether you want to join or not, you just want to, and you don't want to."

She wants to guide these villagers. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

After thinking for a while, some villagers raised their hands, and their eyes filled with tears.

"We want to make money with you."

"Yes, we are willing to join the queue of planting medicinal materials. It doesn't matter even if we lose money. We just want to follow Miss Xie."

Hearing the deafening shout, Shepherd scratched his ears with his hands.

In the next few days, Xie Cheng taught the villagers how to grow medicinal materials while practicing medicine to save lives.

Whether to accept money or not depends entirely on her mood at the time.

Her reputation as a miracle doctor was gradually discredited.

There were quite a few people who came here especially for the name, and some of them were not sick at all, they just wanted to see what the legendary miracle doctor looked like.

When they saw that the legendary miracle doctor was a beautiful woman, they flinched a little.

"Your medical skills are really good, why are you such a young girl?"

You don't have to study medicine for ten or five years. This little girl doesn't look 20 years old, but she seems to have just reached her age.

Hearing what they said, Xie Cheng was very helpless.

"I'm in my 20s. Those who don't believe in me can leave here. I won't force you. As the saying goes, there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. There are mostly doctors who are better than me."

These humble words won the favor of those people.

"Forget it, it's all here, just show us."

Treating patients is when Xie Cheng is most patient. After the treatment, she will return to her irritable personality.

Sometimes I can meet very strange patients. The key is that some patients have heart problems, and she can't reply. Xie Cheng is so angry.

And at this time, Mo Qiubai became her exclusive punching bag.

The days passed day by day like this. During this period of time, many people came to see Xie Cheng for medical treatment, and she also made a lot of money.

Looking at the banknotes that couldn't fit in the small wooden box, Xie Cheng gradually began to think about going back to the capital with Mo Qiubai.

……

The atmosphere in the room was very low, and Meng Changfeng, who was standing by the bed, looked gloomy.

"You are the imperial physicians in the palace, why can't you cure Benhou's mother?"

Hearing his words, the imperial doctors standing on one side trembled.

"Master Hou, of course the ministers want to wake up the old lady, but now the ministers are really helpless. The old lady's body is hot and her lips are purple. These are the symptoms of poisoning. At present, the ministers have not found a solution. medicine."

Meng Changfeng sighed fiercely, his face was livid.

"Okay, when something happens to Benhou's mother, don't you all go to the funeral with her?"

His tone was very cold, and the imperial doctors really didn't know what to say, so they could only stand together blankly.

At this moment, the door creaked suddenly.

Seeing Murong Shi's pale face standing at the door, Meng Changfeng's heart ached.

"You're suffering from the wind and cold, so you shouldn't go out and walk around. Why don't you listen to what I say?"

Murong Shi shook her head, she pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

"I'm just worried about the old lady and want to come over to see how she is doing."

While talking, she covered her face with a veil and coughed.

Meng Changfeng was very helpless: "They are quack doctors, and they can't cure such a minor ailment. Benhou will go to the palace immediately and tell the emperor about it."

Everyone was about to be poisoned to death, but it was still a minor illness, and the imperial doctors were a little angry.

They have devoted themselves to the palace for decades, but now they are about to be scolded bloody by a young prince.

(End of this chapter)

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