"I'll buy one first to test the effect. If it's different from what you said, huh...it's no use even if you run away to the ends of the earth."
Such a low-level threat?
Ye Yuan handed over a porcelain bottle and smiled nonchalantly.
"hehe…"
Hearing this careless laughter, the boy once again felt that he had been slighted, so he couldn't help but get angry and announced his family background.
"Humph, don't believe it. I am from the Rongguo Mansion. You can't afford to offend me!"
After saying that, the young man raised his head and left triumphantly.
Ye Yuan shook his head, not surprised by his identity, he just murmured to himself.
"The centipede is dead but not stiff."
Even though Rong Guofu has declined, it is not something that an ordinary person can contend with.
Of course, Ye Yuan is not ordinary, so he is naturally not afraid of Rongguo Mansion.
Moreover, there is no need to be afraid.
After all, the effect of the elixir he gave was indeed as stated before, without any exaggeration.
As for who refined this elixir and why it was refined. Well, as a man, who doesn’t want to be stronger in that aspect? Everyone knows.
Tea House is a very famous place in Yangzhou.
At first glance, the name makes people think it is an elegant teahouse where you can go to drink tea, listen to books and so on.
But if you inquire carefully, you will find that this has nothing to do with a teahouse, it is just a place for arranging flowers and jade.
Moreover, due to the nature of the work of the ladies, it is open at night and closed during the day.
Coupled with the powerful backend, most people can only abide by this rule, which means that it is closed during the day.
Only today, this rule was broken.
However, this is also a normal thing.
After all, the rules are set only for people to break them!
Moreover, in the eyes of most people, breaking the rules is something to show off. Naturally, many people enjoy it.
As for the people who made an exception for Tea House this time, they were no ordinary people, but a group of young men from salt merchants.
There are many salt merchants in Yangzhou, and many of them sell salt privately. In the end, these salt merchants are as rich as the country. After this person becomes rich, his life will naturally be extravagant and extravagant.
However, the salt merchants just want to enjoy themselves, and they are very bad, but they are not stupid, and they also know clearly that if there is no official protection, any county magistrate can make them die without a burial place.
Therefore, the smart salt merchants began to sponsor scholars. After these scholars entered the court and became officials in high school, they became their spokespersons and protective umbrellas. As a result, government and businessmen colluded, became bigger and stronger, and almost surpassed the government in Yangzhou.
Even the emperor was reluctant to touch them openly.
Therefore, salt merchants can be said to be the masters of Yangzhou.
In fact, Yangzhou does not produce salt, but it is a city that is prosperous because of salt.
It's puzzling at first glance, but it makes sense when you think about it carefully.
Yangzhou has an advantageous geographical location. It is close to the Yangtze River and has inland access; it also has the prosperity of transportation through the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal; it is also close to the East China Sea and the salt production areas of the Huaihe River.
In short, these made Yangzhou salt merchants popular.
Otherwise, there would be no Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor’s position to supervise salt merchants.
A quarter of an hour later, the boy who had bought medicine at Qingnang Pharmacy appeared at the door of Tea House. The two tall guards at the door obviously recognized him and immediately opened the door and let him in.
As soon as the boy entered the building, his pace couldn't help but slow down. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He always felt that he had been cheated.
If the so-called high-quality medicine didn't work well, he was sure that he would never have a good skin on his body.
After all, his young master Jia Lian is not a good-tempered master. If it is discovered that he spent 20 taels of silver to buy a fake medicine, not to mention what will happen to the pharmacy manager, he himself will definitely suffer no good consequences.
Actually, there is another key point here, that is, if his young master is rich, 20 taels is really not a big deal.
However, his young master is still "poor", and his young mistress, Sister Feng, takes care of all the money.
In short, he was very hesitant and tormented at this time.
However, the Tea House itself was so big that no matter how long he took, he would reach the door of the room in a blink of an eye. He mustered up the courage to knock on the door gently and call out.
"Master..."
"Well, it's Xing'er, come in."
"Yes, Master."
Xing'er gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.
At this moment, there was only Jia Lian in the house. He had just gotten up and was eating to replenish his strength.
Appreciating the Yangzhou Slender Horse at the Tea House was really exhausting. Well, there was also a lack of energy. Although his brain was very excited at the same time, his mind was full but his strength was insufficient. The most important tool in his body had no energy and he could not stand up.
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However, if Jia Lian wanted to give up and was unwilling to do so, he could only send Xing'er to buy some medicine to cheer him up.
"Xing'er, where's the medicine?"
Jia Lian was in a hurry and didn't want to waste a moment.
There was no way, the tigress at home was too strict, the maid wouldn't let him touch him, and even blocked his money bag.
Thinking about the dignified Duke's palace, he couldn't even bear to come in and spend money at the Tea House. How could he be so miserable?
After all, it is a high-end place, and the cost starts at a hundred taels.
This time I came here and the salt merchant paid the bill.
In short, Jia Lian cherishes this rare opportunity.
Besides, this is a thin horse from Yangzhou, which is a rarity in the capital, and is not something that he, a declining young master of the Rongguo Mansion, can enjoy.
Now there are so many of them here, he must have enough fun.
As for his uncle who was seriously ill and dying, he had long forgotten about him.
Xing'er gritted his teeth and took out the porcelain bottle, and wanted to explain a few words. Jia Lian snatched it back, poured out the pills and swallowed it in one gulp, completely unaware of Xing'er's hesitant expression.
The next moment, Jia Lian's face lit up with joy, he pushed Xing'er away in front of him, and ran to the next door in a hurry, leaving Xing'er alone and messy in the wind.
"The medicine works so quickly."
Then, Xing'er said with a bitter look on his face.
"I hope the medicine is as effective as that kid said, otherwise I will be dead."
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Ye Yuan touched the twenty-tael silver note in his hand, feeling happy.
This is his homemade elixir, and the money from selling it is of course his own.
In fact, Xu Yuanchong treated this apprentice very well, providing him with not only food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also medical care.
Moreover, in addition to no salary during the initial three-year inspection period, wages began to be paid after that, and they increased year by year.
Now, it is one tael of silver per month.
Originally, it was impossible for a young man to save money, but with Xu Yuanchong watching from the side and the temptation of marrying a wife, he managed to save fifty taels of wealth.
But now, everything is cheaper for Ye Yuan.
After admiring it for a while, Ye Yuan put the banknote into the storage ring.
In fact, Ye Yuan is not short of money. Although the gold, silver and jewelry from other worlds cannot be used, he has a medicine garden.
There are many precious medicinal materials such as century-old ginseng and top-grade Ganoderma. You can make money by selling them.
He was just enjoying the fun of "stealing" money from the wrongdoer.