After crossing over: kidnapping a female hunter to be the stepfather of the three cubs

Zhao Huanxi didn't know how much this thing was worth, so he could only tell the old man his estimate and let him bargain with him.

"Doctor He, then tell me how much silver it is? See if I can accept it."

Doctor He frowned, looked at the ginseng, thought again and again, and finally raised two fingers.

"Zhao girl, if not, one hundred and twenty taels, no more. If it's any higher, I'll go bankrupt."

One hundred and twenty taels of silver is no small sum. It weighs at least several kilograms. Even if I carry it home, I have nowhere to hide it. I don't know if there are silver bills in this world. I saw people having them in TV dramas when I was little.

Zhao Huanxi roughly calculated in his mind that one hundred and twenty taels was okay, so he nodded in agreement without arguing with the old man.

"Okay, then I'll give you the money and the goods." Zhao Huanxi had a painful expression.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get the silver for you right away. One hundred taels is not a small amount. Zhao girl, do you want silver or silver notes? If you want silver notes, I'll ask Xiao Ding to go to the money shop to exchange them for you, and I won't charge you any tax silver." Xiao Ding was the name of the little medicine boy.

Hearing that there were silver bills in this world, Zhao Huanxi nodded in agreement hurriedly. Doctor He then asked the little medicine boy to go out and exchange them for silver bills.

Seeing the little medicine boy walking away, Zhao Huanxi stealthily asked the old man He:

"Doctor He, I have a herb with seven blue-purple leaves and a single stem. Do you know what it is?"

Doctor He fiddled with his abacus, listening to Zhao Huanxi's description, feeling somewhat puzzled:

"I once read an ancient book that described a herb called Double-Leafed Todi, with seven leaves growing intertwined around a single stem and inky black flowers. It bears fruit in winter, and its seven leaves can be used to treat damaged heart meridians and to detoxify the five poisons. However, the fruit is highly toxic, and if ingested, a person would survive for no more than three hours. If the fruit were prepared and used as medicine, it would be a miraculous elixir that could detoxify a hundred poisons. However, it's extremely hard to find. Do you really have this herb, Zhao girl?"

Zhao Huanxi was shocked. He had never thought that this thing could be so poisonous. Fortunately, he hadn't discovered it in winter. He stumbled and said, "I just found it by chance. What's the name of this thing?"

"Qi Po Cao." Doctor He stopped fiddling with the grass in his hands and uttered the name.

"Then will you take it?" Zhao Huanxi remembered Xiaoqing's words. A group of people had gone to look for this grass before, but only found a small one. Zhao Huanxi was a little reluctant to buy it.

"As long as you have it, my Wenchuntang will buy it." Doctor He recalled the group of people who came to Rongshan Town to look for medicine a few years ago. When the leader heard the news that there was Qipocalypse here, he almost turned the whole town upside down.

Fortunately, that group of people were only looking for medicine and didn't do anything else, otherwise my small Wenchuntang would not be able to withstand their tactics.

Zhao Huanxi was also feeling conflicted. The feeling of having money but not being able to spend it made him feel miserable. But what if he sold it and someone followed the clues to find his home?

Doctor He seemed to see Zhao Huanxi's worry and comforted her:

"If you're worried, you can sign a confidentiality agreement with me."

After hearing what the old man said, Zhao Huanxi began to think about the possibility of this method.

If I don't sign a confidentiality agreement, even if I don't sell it, the old man will know I have it. It's only a matter of time before others find out. It's better to sell it to him directly, pay for it, and then if there's any danger, I can just go to Wenchuntang directly. This method seems feasible.

"Well, then you write me a document. If anyone else finds out that I sold it, I'll come and burn your house down." Zhao Huanxi said in a pretended vicious tone.

Doctor He was really amused by this girl. The arsonist should be dragged to the vegetable market and beheaded.

"Hahaha, forget about burning the house. I've put all my life's work into this."

"Then if you tell anyone, you'll have to pay me fifty taels of gold. Anyway, you won't tell anyone, this gold is just for restraint."

Doctor He's heart sank. These fifty taels of gold would be worse than his life. But as the girl said, he wouldn't tell anyone, so after thinking about it, he immediately agreed with Zhao Huanxi's words.

Doctor He found some paper and pen and wrote down the rules that Wenchuntang had to follow. There were no restrictions on Zhao Huanxi, except for one rule: if she told anyone about it, the contract would be invalid.

Zhao Huanxi looked at the finished contract, read it over and over again, but did not sign it immediately. Instead, he ran to the next door and took out the grass wrapped in cloth from the backpack.

They took it to Doctor He and slowly opened it, revealing a grass with a somewhat strange shape.

Doctor He took a closer look and found it was Qipo Grass. He put it down and said to Zhao Huanxi:

"Girl Zhao, this is the Seven Soul Grass, yes, but it's not the right time to pick it. It doesn't bear fruit, just like a person with a soul but no spirit. So... this silver is probably..."

When Zhao Huanxi saw that the old man looked much more excited when he talked about the fruit than the leaves, Zhao Huanxi guessed that the value of this thing might lie in the fruit.

So now he was not too disappointed. He just looked at the contract and smiled at Doctor He:

"As for the silver, it's fine as long as it's appropriate. But you can't cancel this contract."

"Of course, Wenchuntang keeps its word." Doctor He couldn't let go of the Seven Soul Grass Fairy. After carefully examining it for a while, he finally spoke:

"Girl Zhao, if this grass had fruit, I would offer you three hundred taels. However, this Seven Soul Grass has no fruit and is so small, so I can only offer you eighty taels."

Eighty taels is just the limit of Wenchuntang, not the limit of Qipo Grass. If you take it to the provincial capital to sell it, it can be sold for a conservative amount of two hundred taels without being ripped off. After all, this thing is hard to come by.

But now it is just a small town near Shang'an Prefecture, and the bid of eighty taels is indeed a high price.

Zhao Huanxi nodded in agreement. If the old man cheated him, he would just not get any good stuff next time. He had so many stocks in the mountains that he couldn't count them all.

However, Zhao Huanxi did not rush to ask Doctor He to get the silver. At this time, Xiao Ding would probably be back soon after exchanging the silver notes. So Zhao Huanxi deposited the eighty taels of silver in Wenchun Hall and came to get it himself in the evening.

The two signed the contract in duplicate. Zhao Huanxi was afraid that Doctor He would cheat, so he asked him to stamp the contract with the seal of Wenchuntang, and then nodded in satisfaction.

This era is similar to what Zhao Huanxi expected. Every unit has its own seal just like in modern times. Every government department has its own official seal, and those with positions also have their own private seals. In fact, society is still the same society, only the times and people are different.

After putting the contract away, the little medicine boy who exchanged the silver notes also came back. Zhao Huanxi counted the silver, put it in his pocket and went to look for the children next door.

When he entered the room, he found the two little ones dozing there. Zhao Pan was looking at the door anxiously. When he saw his mother coming, he stood up and hugged Zhao Huanxi.

"Mother, you're back."

The two little ones next to them were also woken up by the noise. Zhao Huanxi patted Xiao Pan's head and said gently, "Mom is done with her work, let's go out."

Doctor He and the little medicine boy saw him off at the door.

"My dear Madam, please remember to come back next time. I am absolutely fair."

"Madam, take care."

Seeing that the mother and her children walked away, Doctor He told the pharmacist that the woman would come again in the afternoon and to look for him in the pharmacy then.

The little medicine boy nodded in agreement.