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At three quarters noon, Tai Hospital.

The twelve pavilions adopt the layout of the front hall and the back warehouse.

The twelve halls are named after the twelve earthly branches. Zichou Yinmaochen Siwu did not apply for the twelve pavilions of Youxuhai.

The Earthly Branches are connected to the Earthly Branches, and most of the medicinal materials are from the Earthly Branches.

In the back warehouse of Maodian, carts are ready, and the carts are full of medicinal materials.

Zhao Wujiang picked up a branch-shaped medicinal material from a cart, weighed it in his hand, gently scraped off a little powder on his fingernails with his little finger, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, smelling a slightly bitter fragrance.

It got into his nose, and then he put it down with a smile and walked to the next cart.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Zhao." An old man in brocade clothes hurriedly walked out. He was the old man who had contacted Zhao Wujiang in Wutong Courtyard that day.

The old man is one of the warehouse managers of Taiyuan Hospital. His surname is Wang and his given name is Cai.

Wang Youcai stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Wujiang, with an unnatural smile on his old face:

"Manager Zhao, time is tight. We are sending them out here, but we also need to send some medicinal materials in from outside. There is no delay..."

"Let's talk as we walk over there..."

Zhao Wujiang smiled at the corner of his mouth, Wang Youcai waved his hand, and the clerks from the Taiyuan Hospital and some young eunuchs who assisted the Taiyuan Hospital pushed the carts and started to go outside the palace.

“Does each shipment occur at the same time as the purchase?”

Zhao Wujiang followed the convoy leisurely, while warehouse manager Wang Youcai followed beside him.

Wang Youcai didn’t want to say more:

"In this way, one entry and one exit can keep the inventory balanced."

That's true, anyway, it's money from the treasury. What's shipped in is kept in stock, and what's shipped out is used to enrich one's own pockets. At the same time, it can be better concealed from others. Going in and out at the same time counts as a procurement matter... Zhao Wujiang's mind

Mirror, quickly followed the convoy.

He picked up another medicinal material, looked at it, scraped it, and smelled it, as if he was doing his duty with utmost care.

This boy is young, but he is more cautious than Chen Zhenghua... Wang Youcai followed behind, snorting coldly in his heart, but the vigilance on his face quietly rose.

Zhao Wujiang kept shuttling between the convoys, and he randomly inspected medicinal materials one by one.

To be honest, he himself didn't know what he was looking for, but he was basically certain of one thing, that is, since the director of Tai Hospital and the others were able to promise him a 30% profit, it meant that this batch of medicinal materials was definitely not simple.

This is not simple, it does not depend on the degree of luxury, but on the effect!

Medicinal materials are of course valuable and cheap, but no matter how expensive they are, they will be of little use if you cannot prescribe the right medicine at the critical moment.

There were not many types of medicinal materials. After Zhao Wujiang checked all the medicinal materials without haste, an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips. Then he raised his hand and asked the little eunuch to bring him a wooden box.

After receiving the wooden box, he started to fill the wooden box with medicinal materials without hesitation in front of everyone.

Of course, just a small portion.

"Master Wang, this ginseng is pretty good."

Zhao Wujiang picked up a small box. Inside was warm, moist and fluffy red soil, with a palm-sized apricot-white old ginseng spread on it.

Wang Youcai was behind the motorcade and his eyelids twitched when he saw Zhao Wujiang put the ginseng into the wooden box with a smile and picked up some medicinal materials.

His face gradually distorted, he walked forward quickly and lowered his voice:

"Manager Zhao, isn't 30% enough? You might as well..."

"No no no."

Zhao Wujiang shook his finger, his smile suddenly turned evil, and he pressed one of Wang Youcai's eyes to close it:

"Don't open it!"

Wang Youcai was confused, but the sudden domineering tone of Zhao Wujiang's tone made him dare not move rashly. After a few breaths, he felt that the eye that was being pressed began to hurt slightly.

At this time, Zhao Wujiang raised his sword eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Master Wang, are you tired of turning a blind eye?"

"Tired..." Wang Youcai understood what Zhao Wujiang meant.

"That's right..." Zhao Wujiang began to collect the medicinal materials in the wooden box, with a nonchalant look on his face:

"It's very tiring to just turn a blind eye!"

It’s not too much to only take a small portion of a medicinal herb, right?”

I'll fight you to death, you'll die of greed, you eunuch! Anger rose in Wang Youcai's heart, and more of it was jealousy. He was jealous that Zhao Wujiang could blatantly be greedy and he could only watch. He snorted angrily in his heart and gritted his teeth and said:

“Not too much!”

Zhao Wujiang collected the medicinal materials. After a while, the big wooden box was full, and the team walked out of the imperial city and outside the palace.

Wang Youcai was at the back of the motorcade, looking at Zhao Wujiang's back as he collected medicinal materials, his face constantly changing, with a hint of worry.

Finally leaving the imperial city, he strode forward:

"Manager Zhao, I won't bother you with the rest of the journey. Please go back first."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Wujiang waved his hand:

"Aren't there still some medicinal materials we purchased? I can escort them into the palace if I wait a little longer."

Zhao Wujiang, what the hell... Wang Youcai's fists clenched under his sleeves. He exhaled heavily, flicked his sleeves, and left with the convoy.

After the team walked away, Zhao Wujiang's eyes were dim and he tapped lightly on the wooden box.

"Dong-dong-dong...dong-dong...bang...dong-dong...dong-dong-dong..."

The breeze blew by, and a dark blue figure gathered behind him:

"Old slave, please see Mr. Zhao!"

"Two San, did you see everything clearly when you were at a high place just now?" Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers and smelled the scent of the medicine remaining on his fingertips.

"See clearly!"
Chapter completed!