When Mrs. Zheng brought her daughter to see Lin Lin, she took the gilded card and successfully exchanged it for Yuji Powder.

When she was about to leave the Tea House, she met the other three ladies who had tea with her today.

The three of them came to buy some pastries to take home, but that was their purpose.

Everyone knew what was going on, and they smiled at each other.

Zheng Zhenzhen was speechless. She didn't know what these elders were so keen on.

……

Lin Ting has been leaving Shen Wanyi with Yang Xiuxiu these days. The new house will be completed soon. While there is still time, she has to go to Wanhetang to make more Yujisan for use.

Lin Lin told her that those ladies had spread the news about Yuji Powder.

There are currently many customers coming to Chayulou to drink tea, and many of them take some tea away.

In the past two days, the daily income of Chayulou has reached more than one hundred taels.

Lin Ting also calculated that the cost of making one pound of Yuji Powder was about two hundred silver coins.

By making such use of the Tea Talk House, they can still make money, and as the Tea Talk House becomes more famous, there will be more business in the future.

What she wanted was never just a Tea House in Wenzhu County. She wanted to open branches of Tea House and even open them throughout the Dongxia Kingdom.

Therefore, you can earn a few hundred less silver in the early stage, but you must become famous.

In Wanhetang, Xiaobu and two other medicine boys were hired by Lin Ting in the past two days.

Their job every day is to grind flour here with Lin Ting.

By today, they have probably ground out thirty or forty kilograms of medicinal powder. They know all these medicinal ingredients, but they just don't know the proportions.

I don’t know why Lin Ting has to go through so much trouble. They just need to do their own thing.

At the gate of Wanhetang, a group of people from the county government came in, and the one leading them was Qu Yuanxun.

"Wan Weiran, come here and take a look at this portrait. Do you recognize it?"

Wan Weiran was reading a medical book in the backyard when Qu Yuanxun lifted him up.

He opened a portrait in front of Wan Weiran. The portrait was of a boy who was only in his teens and had a handsome appearance.

"Isn't this the portrait of the boy whose parents brought him to seek medical treatment a few days ago?"

Although this boy was not treated by Wan Weiran, his memory is extremely deep.

"What disease did he have? Do you know how he was injured?"

Lin Ting was sitting not far from them, applying Mo Yu Ji San, and she could hear everything they said.

This is someone else's privacy. Wan Weiran is a doctor, and he can't tell other people's privacy everywhere.

"It's patient privacy. Unless it's an important case for the government, I can't tell you."

Even if the two are good friends, Wan Weiran must stick to his bottom line.

Qu Yuanxun poured himself a glass of water from the table. If it wasn't for the case, would he have come here?

"This matter is a bit complicated. Recently, two families came to report that their children were missing.

And I observed the missing cases in this county, and the boy in the portrait also disappeared some time ago.

His name is Yin Anzhi. He came to Wanhetang for treatment as soon as he was found. What did he experience during the days he was missing?

Was there a gang involved? Was it the same as the disappearance of other people? The Yin family kept silent about this matter.

They even refused to allow the government to enter. No matter what methods we used, we couldn't pry open the mouths of their family.

Yin Anzhi's mother even threatened to commit suicide, and the county government officials had no other choice but to come to you."

So that's how it is. But this boy's illness is different from others. If he tells others about it, will Yin Anzhi still have the courage to live?

This was the key point that Wan Weiran was considering. Their clinic had worked hard to cure the patient and even used drugs to calm his mind.

"Yuanxun, let's talk somewhere else."

Wan Weiran pulled Qu Yuanxun into the room and began to tell him about Yin Anzhi's condition, and asked him to protect the little boy's reputation.

"Yin Anzhi is a little confused, which may cause him to give up his life. This is not a trivial matter."

Qu Yuanxun understood that since Wan Weiran was so cautious in his instructions, this matter must be very private.

"I see!"

After thinking for a while, Wan Weiran said, "His anus is ruptured, probably due to external stimulation."

When Wan Weiran said that Yin Anzhi's mental state was also traumatized, he understood.

He had heard a lot of such things, and he hated such perverted people the most. They only picked on little boys to bully. They were really beasts.

"I understand. If he had been subjected to such humiliation during his disappearance, his family's reaction would probably be to protect him. I can understand that.

But besides him, there are other people who are missing and may have encountered the same thing as him.

But if their family doesn't tell me, it will be difficult for me to find the culprit as quickly as possible."

Wan Weiran was helpless in solving this problem. His Wanhetang was only concerned with saving lives and helping the wounded.

Qu Yuanxun came out, nodded to Lin Ting as a greeting, and left with his men.

Lin Ting has never been interested in the cases in the county government. She just wants to make money, a lot of money.

Qu Yuanxun originally wanted to go back to the county government office to look for the Yin family's files and the files of the two families who were reported missing to see if there was any connection.

But as soon as he arrived at the county government office, a bailiff ran up to him with a letter in his hand.

"Sir, a stinking fellow just brought this letter to you, saying he wanted to give it to you. He also said that this letter contains the answers to your worries."

This letter is not signed, it is an anonymous letter.

Qu Yuanxun opened the envelope in confusion. Everything inside was neatly organized, with the direction and destination of every event clearly stated.

Qu Yuanxun clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and immediately called out to the people in the county government office.

"Come here, call everyone and follow me to Qingfeng Courtyard."

Qingfeng Courtyard is a courtyard in the suburbs. Rich people like to buy such a courtyard in the suburbs to escape the summer heat.

This Qingfeng Courtyard is the property that Mr. Lu from Wenzhu County gave to his son Lu Cailiang.

Qu Yuanxun led his men straight to Qingfeng Courtyard. Following the instructions in the letter, they quickly found the secret room, where indeed more than a dozen little boys were locked up.

Some are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and at most eighteen or nineteen years old.

Looking at the red curtains filling the secret room, the stone walls were hung with various whips, chains and torture instruments.

There were also little boys covered in scars in the corner, and Qu Yuanxun felt very distressed.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. I am the magistrate of Wenzhu County. I am here to take you home."

When the dozen or so boys saw that they were all from the county government, they relaxed and the younger ones even burst into tears.

"My Lord, I want to go home. I want to go back to my mother. I don't want to stay here anymore... wuwuwu..."

There were other people kneeling beside Qu Yuanxun, and they all had different wounds on their bodies.

"Everyone, get up! Come, take them all to Wanhe Hall for individual treatment, and leave some people to guard the scene.

The rest of you, follow me to arrest Lu Cailiang and go to Mr. Lu's house."

"Yes! Your lord!"

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