Just as he said, Jiang Quan dug out some pieces of red paper from home and cut them into diamond shapes. On them were written the words "Fu, Lu, Longevity, Happiness, and Wealth", and also marked "Fairy Boy Gourd" at the bottom.
Then I put the red paper on my gourd, looked around, and felt very satisfied.
Then he called his two friends Li Dao and Li He, pointed at the red paper and said to them: "From now on, my gourd will be called Fairy Tong gourd. Will you join me?"
Li Dao and Li He were confused, "What do you mean?"
"That is to say, if you sell your own gourds to me, I will get 30% of the price of the gourds sold." Jiang Quan explained to the two of them.
Li He blinked, a little reluctantly: "Why?"
Jiang Quan raised his chin and said: "Because the price of the gourds I sell is high and I can make more money than you selling them yourself, you just decide whether to do it or not. If not, I will find someone else."
Li Dao had a quick mind and responded quickly, so he nodded immediately: "Do it!"
He has seen Jiang Quan's sales methods, so he trusts him very much.
So that day, Jiang Quan and Li Dao Li He drove a mule cart to the market to sell gourds.
Of course, Ying Bao was also tricked by him into coming together.
The mule cart stopped at the place where he last sold apricots. Ten large gourds were taken off the mule cart and spread out along the roadside.
"The gourds are for sale! The gourds planted by the little fairy boy are good for you. You can get whatever you want through the door. The quantity is limited. Hurry up and buy it. If you are late, it will be gone!"
Ying Bao was shocked by her second cousin's ridiculous slogan.
It turns out that this guy is using himself to gain popularity.
"Is it really the gourd planted by the little fairy boy?" Someone came over and asked.
Jiang Quan pulled his little cousin out from behind and said with a smile: "Is this even fake?"
Now fifty-six out of ten villagers in Chuanhe Town know the little girl of Jiang Sanlang's family. At first glance, she turned out to be the little fairy child of Jiang's family, so she asked: "How can I sell the gourd?"
Jiang Quan spread out his five fingers and said, "Five big ones, two small ones."
"What?" The man almost staggered with fright, "Are you crazy? Why is this thing so expensive?"
Five guan can buy an acre of good paddy field. This young man really dares to ask a price.
"There's nothing you can do about it if it's expensive. This is still the cheapest." Jiang Quan said proudly: "Our Gourd King, if it doesn't have fifty taels of silver, you can't even think about it."
"Tch! I see you are crazy about money," someone said angrily.
"That's right!" Others agreed.
Jiang Quan ignored these people and still shouted loudly: "The fairy gourd planted by the little fairy boy himself, five sticks each, first pick, first served, don't miss the opportunity, don't come back again, hurry up and buy it if you want to get lucky, we are out of date
Don’t wait.”
Ying Bao finally convinced her second cousin.
But what can we do? It’s already here, so what can we do?
She nodded her finger at Jiang Quan, "Second brother, come here. If you sell gourds on the strength of my name, how will you divide the accounts later?"
Jiang Quan said with a smile: "When we make money, each of us will get half of it."
"Oh, that's pretty much it." Ying Bao was satisfied.
But despite Jiang Quan's shouting for half an hour, he didn't sell any of them.
Li Dao and Li He were a little discouraged, so they got up and looked elsewhere. At this glance, they knew the reason.
It turns out that there are several Dongcun villagers nearby who are also selling gourds. They only sell gourds for 500 Wen each, and some only sell them for 200 Wen.
These idiots!
"Brother Jiang, why don't we sell it for five hundred coins?" Li He was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to sell his gourds.
Jiang Quan glared at him: "If you want to sell 500 Wen, go sell it elsewhere, not here." Just kidding, he has the name of a little fairy boy, can he be the same as those mortal bodies?
Li Dao also glared at his cousin: "You are the only one who can't keep calm."
Li He felt wronged, but he did not dare to refute.
Suddenly, a man ran over with a child in his arms, knelt down in front of Yingbao, and burst into tears: "Please, little fairy boy, please save my child, wuwuwuwu... please..."
Ying Bao was startled. She saw that the child in this man's arms had a sallow complexion, foaming at the mouth, and was dying. One of his legs was blue and black, and it was obvious that he had been injured by some poison.
"Put it down quickly and let me take a look." Ying Bao couldn't care less about her surprise and hurriedly ordered the man to put down the child.
This man also obeyed and put the child on the ground.
Ying Bao quickly pulled the child's eyelids and saw that his pupils were dilated and he could no longer see.
With a thought in her mind, Ying Bao took out a pill from her pocket, crushed it and stuffed it into the child's mouth. She also took out a small porcelain bottle from her pocket. The porcelain bottle contained the detoxification potion she had prepared before, but she didn't know if it was right or not.
After pouring the medicine into the child, the child's complexion improved a lot.
Ying Bao did not dare to relax. She lifted up the child's trouser legs and took a look. There were two small blood spots on the calf.
It looked like he was bitten on the calf by some kind of venomous snake.
After thinking for a while, he said to the man holding the child: "Go buy a candle."
The man didn't hesitate, got up and ran to the grocery store to buy a candle.
Ying Bao asked him to light the candle with a fire stick, then took out a thin blade and put it on the fire to grill and sterilize.
Then a thin blade was used to cut a cross shape on the boy's wound, allowing the poisonous blood to flow out.
After this operation, there were already many people around.
People talked a lot, but no one raised any questions.
After a while, Yingbao fed the child another porcelain bottle of detoxification potion, squeezed it on his calf, and then sprinkled her own medicine powder on the wound.
The child's complexion softened a bit and he started to moan and cry.
Ying Bao breathed a sigh of relief and said to the man: "Give me the money for the medicine, a total of ten taels of silver."
"Ah?" The man was stunned.
Jiang Quan on the side saw this and said displeased: "Ah what? Does my little fairy boy treat your child for free?"
The man shook his head quickly and said calmly: "But...but I, I don't have that much money."
Jiang Quan frowned and said, "If you don't have money, just work to pay the bills. My Fairy Boy's medicines are all fairy medicines. Counting your ten taels is already very cheap. You won't be ungrateful and want to default on the debt, right?"
"No, no, if Fairy Boy saved my son's life, I would be willing to help her work for the rest of my life."
The only boy in the man's family was bitten by a venomous snake unexpectedly. Even Mr. Li was helpless and refused to take him in just now.
He sent his son to the little fairy child just as a dead horse.
At this moment, the lifeless look on the child's face had faded, and he could still make a sound. Even the purple color on his calves had faded a lot. He knew that his son was saved.
The man cried with joy and was also very confused. His family really couldn't afford ten taels of silver. Since the little fairy boy asked him to work to pay off the debt, he would just go.
Someone said from the side: "Zhao Da, if you can work for the little fairy boy, it's because your ancestral graves are smoking, so why don't you agree quickly?"
"That's right, I just want to bring your son with me, so that the little fairy boy can continue to treat him."
Someone urged Zhao Da, "Hurry up and thank that little fairy boy for saving your life."
Zhao Da suddenly understood, knelt down to Ying Bao, and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, little fairy boy, for saving your life. I will work hard and pay back the medical money."
Yingbao was also confused. Just when she was about to refuse, Jiang Quan pulled her sleeves and said, "We don't open a charity hall. There will be many people coming to you for medical treatment in the future. Do you want to give them free treatment? You can't do this. You have to accept it."
