Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

The capital city welcomed a spring rain, as gentle as silk, rendering the prosperity of the world into an ink painting.

Song Wanyin paced back and forth anxiously in Jishidi Hall, watching the raindrops falling along the eaves, interweaving into a rain curtain in the air, washing the flowers, plants and trees.

A day has passed since she sent Bai Shaobo and Biao Ye to lead a team of people to the cliffs to look for the Nine Lives Grass. They have not returned yet, so she can't help but feel worried.

In order to help her find someone with the Extreme Yin Constitution, Xiao Jingheng has also been running around outside, but there has been no news so far.

With Hua Muxue's acupuncture treatment, the patients' conditions were temporarily stabilized and they were able to live for another seven days. If the antidote could not be found, their lives would be in danger.

Tian Cheng saw her master looking worried, so she cooked a bowl of bird's nest porridge and gave it to her, saying:

"Girl, please eat a little and take care of yourself."

Song Wanyin shook her head gently and said:

"I have no appetite."

At this time, a figure wearing a straw raincoat walked in from outside the door. The rain flowed down his straw hat, reflecting his angular and heroic face.

"Miss, I have found out."

When Song Wanyin saw that it was Bai Shaobo who came, her frown relaxed a little and she asked anxiously:

"Have you found the Nine-Death Resurrection Herb?"

Bai Shaobo bowed and said truthfully:

"Miss, I led a team of people to search the mountain day and night, and found that the Nine Lives Resurrection Grass seemed to have disappeared overnight.

Later, after some investigation by my subordinates, I finally found out that the Nine Lives Resurrection Grass has been completely monopolized by Shou'an Hall."

Song Wanyin was shocked when he heard this. It seemed that Shou'an Tang really had a big problem. First, it inexplicably jumped out to recommend a panacea, and now it monopolized the Nine Lives Herb. It seemed that the rival was deliberately trying to go against him and force Jishidi Tang into a dead end.

"I would like to meet the owner of Shou'an Hall."

She guessed in her heart that perhaps this fake medicine incident was related to Shou'antang.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Song Wanyin and Tiancheng disguised themselves as men again and planned to go to Shou'an Hall to find out the details of their boss.

Since the experience of disguising themselves as men last time, the master and servant were even more familiar with the process this time. Even when standing in front of Bai Shaobo, he had to look at her carefully for a long time before he could recognize her.

The rain gradually stopped, the sky was clear and the air was fresh and pleasant.

On the way to Shou'an Hall, Tiancheng was filled with disgust at the thought of seeing Shopkeeper Xue's annoying face again:

"That shopkeeper Xue is a filthy scoundrel. If Jing Mo hadn't been there last time, I'm afraid he would have taken advantage of me."

Song Wanyin looked up and saw that Shopkeeper Xue's face was swollen like a pig's head. She laughed softly and said:

"Look, didn't Jing Mo help you get revenge?"

Tian Cheng couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw Shopkeeper Xue's embarrassed look:

"Hahaha, he deserves it, he asked for it!"

Arriving at Shou'an Hall, Manager Xue looked the master and servant up and down with a sharp eye. From the way they were dressed and their innate noble temperament, he knew that they must be from a wealthy family.

He immediately came forward flatteringly, his smile causing the corners of his mouth to hurt, his expression looking hideous and distorted:

"This handsome young man looks very impressive. Is he feeling unwell or is he looking for medicine for a family member who is ill?"

Song Wanyin looked at him with a strange gaze and said in surprise:

"who are you?"

Shopkeeper Xue realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately raised his sleeves to cover the ugly lower half of his face, smiling apologetically:

"Please don't be surprised, sir. I am the shopkeeper Xue of Shou'an Hall. I fell down accidentally and became like this, neither human nor ghost."

Tiancheng felt sick as soon as she saw him. She couldn't help rolling her eyes and complaining in her heart.

Jing Mo was too gentle. Why didn’t he knock out all your teeth?

Song Wanyin looked around the hall, trying to find the trace of the Nine Lives Resurrection Grass, and did not take Manager Xue seriously at all.

"Is your boss here? I have a big deal I want to discuss with him."

When Shopkeeper Xue heard this, he guessed that he was probably a wealthy family specializing in the medicinal materials business. He smiled even more creepily and asked respectfully:

"Excuse me, sir, what medicinal herbs do you want to purchase?

I can also go and ask the owner for the price."

Song Wanyin said tentatively:

"I heard that you have a rare medicinal herb here that can cure all diseases. I would like to inquire about it."

Shopkeeper Xue's eyes rolled around and he said:

"Sir, which herb are you talking about? We have a lot of herbs here that can cure all kinds of diseases."

Song Wanyin guided step by step:

"It's the kind of medicinal herb that can bring a person back to life."

After hearing this, Shopkeeper Xue smiled slyly and said:

"Sir, stop joking. There is no medicinal herb in this world that can bring a person back to life.

If you really want to purchase some, you can take a look at other types of medicinal herbs, which are all very effective.

To be honest, the Jishidiang across the street has been selling fake drugs recently, killing many innocent patients.

Thanks to our newly launched Nanxing Dan, the patients were able to come back to life.”

Song Wanyin's heart moved, and she said calmly:

"Then I want the herbs and formula needed for your Nanxing Dan. Please name your price."

Shopkeeper Xue had experienced many ups and downs, and when he saw that he was asking for too much right away, he said in embarrassment:

"Sir, this Nanxing Pill is the signature of our store. The boss has instructed us not to sell this medicinal formula.

If you need this medicine, you can directly purchase the ready-made bottle. I will try to give you the lowest price."

Song Wanyin said doubtfully:

“Since you are also in the medicinal materials business, why would you push away the business that comes to your door?

You just praised the Nanxing Pill to the skies, why don't you sell me the herbs?"

Shopkeeper Xue deliberately kept a look out for him and said in a low voice:

"Sir, this is the rule set by the boss after all, I really can't ask about it."

Song Wanyin had expected that the boss would hold back, so she said generously:

"Well, go discuss this matter with your boss first.

Please tell him for me that I am also in the medicinal materials business, I have plenty of channels and connections, and some ways that you can't even dream of.

If I want to have long-term cooperation with your company, can you sell me more of the medicinal ingredients for Nanxing Dan?

Because I not only need to purchase this herb, but also some other herbs.”

Shopkeeper Xue was cunning and wanted to maximize his profits, so he blackmailed him and immediately invited the master and servant to the inner room to rest and drink tea.

"Sir, please sit down for a while. I will go to the host's residence right away."

Half an hour later, Shopkeeper Xue reported the matter to his boss Jia Zonglin, and did not forget to take credit for it:

"Boss, I didn't agree to his request hastily. Instead, I tried to calm him down first and then came to report to you immediately.

In my opinion, that handsome young man does seem to come from a wealthy family, so he must be very wealthy, which can just make up for the shortfall of Shou'an Hall."

Jia Zonglin was half lying on the bed, his face was sallow and he looked very thin. He coughed as he spoke:

"Ahem, this Nanxing Pill's medicinal ingredients must not be sold. Shou'an Hall's business depends on it to revive."

Shopkeeper Xue said with difficulty:

"Boss, that handsome young man is still waiting for my reply in Shou'an Hall?"

Jia Zonglin's cloudy eyes looked deep as he said:

"If he wants to wait, let him wait.

In short, you must not give in."