When we arrived at Jishi Hall, someone quickly came to greet us.
He is a thin, middle-aged man in his forties, with a mustache and small eyes, and is shrewd in every aspect.
"Your Majesty, you are here. The young one is the shopkeeper of Jishi Hall."
Hearing this, Li Changkong looked at him and asked calmly: "What is your background? How long have you been following my uncle?"
"The younger one is a native of Renhua County, Jin'an Prefecture, Yangzhou. He has been working with the Duke of Guo for more than twenty years."
Li Changkong nodded and said, "What's your name?"
"Little Zhang Quan."
In the past twenty years, he can be regarded as an old man in Dingguo Palace.
And being able to achieve the position of the shopkeeper of Jishitang shows that he has good abilities and is trustworthy.
"Do you know what my prince is here for this time?"
"I know, I know, the Duke has already told us to do our best to cooperate with the Crown Prince."
"Okay, then I want Xuanhuju to disappear completely within a month. Can I do it?"
"Ah..., Master, are you kidding me?" Zhang Quan was dumbfounded, wondering if he heard the wrong words.
"Do you think I'm joking?"
Li Changkong's words were harsh and his tone suddenly rose.
Zhang Quan was stunned when he heard this, and then he knelt down with a plop as if he had figured out something.
"Your Majesty, did I offend you by not opening my eyes?"
"You, sir, have a lot. Don't argue with me. I am here to apologize to you."
After saying that, he kowtowed his head without any ambiguity.
When Li Changkong saw this, he waved his hand and said: "This matter is not as difficult as you think. Can I have a quiet room to discuss it in detail with this prince?"
"Yes, yes. Sir, please come here." Seeing that things seemed to have turned around, Zhang Quan immediately got up and led Li Changkong inside.
In the quiet room, Li Changkong took out the recipe for the Xihu ointment and said, "With this product, can we make the Xuanhuju disappear within a month?"
Upon seeing this, Zhang Quan immediately stepped forward to pick up the prescription and check it. After a while, he was shocked.
This is actually the recipe for the fungus ointment that has been popular throughout Taipingfang these days.
I didn't expect that this thing was actually made by the Prince of Wulinghou. It was really a bit unexpected.
With this thing, I do have some confidence, but Zhang Quan still looks confused.
"Your Majesty, January is a bit tight, is March okay?"
Li Changkong said nothing and took out several prescriptions again.
Zhang Quan's eyes widened when he saw this.
Pick them up one by one and look at them carefully.
"Isn't this...are these all prescriptions that have the same miraculous effects as water chestnut ointment?"
Li Changkong nodded and said, "Is it enough?"
The prescriptions he gave are all well-known prescriptions in "Zhang's Medical Guide" and have proven their worth in history.
It is listed as a traditional classic prescription of traditional Chinese medicine and is widely used in clinical practice of traditional Chinese medicine.
Compared with some of the current traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions in Daqian, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.
If, with all this, we can't use business war to make Xuanhuju disappear from Taipingfang within a month, then Zhang Quan, the shopkeeper, will be done.
"Enough is enough, absolutely enough."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll leave it at that. Within one month, Xuanhuju will completely disappear from Taipingfang according to your wishes!"
When Li Changkong saw this, he nodded with satisfaction: "Do it well, don't let me worry about such small things."
"When things are done, I will naturally ask Uncle Shi to take credit for you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Quan was so happy that at first he thought Li Changkong was a living king of hell who came to take his life.
Now let's look at it, where is the living King of Hell? He is clearly the God of Wealth.
If these prescriptions are all genuine, once they are rushed out, not to mention just Xuanhuju, I am afraid that the entire Taipingfang will be their Jishitang's world.
After explaining the matter, Li Changkong returned to the mansion and once again lived a leisurely life without leaving the front door or stepping outside the door.
But the difference from before was that this time he was rich and lived a much more luxurious life.
Fresh fruits and melons are provided every morning. For lunch, the food and wine must be from the famous restaurant in Qiandu - Zuixian Tower. In the evening, it should be lighter, and the dinner at Wanghai Tower is probably the best.
After doing this for more than ten days, Li Changkong felt that he had gained a lot of weight.
However, the outside world probably didn't know that he was so leisurely. The business war between Xuanhuju and Jishitang had reached a fever pitch, with both sides almost losing their brains.
Zhang Quan doesn't understand the business wars of later generations. But he has been a shopkeeper for more than ten years, so he has some knowledge.
He first made prescriptions such as Guizhi Decoction, Zhichou Powder, and Guishao Dihuang Pills, and then spread the word and gained fame.
It’s the same as the path to making a fortune in Xiujiao.
At this time, Jishitang did not show any attitude towards Xuanhuju at all, but only developed itself.
However, when the reputation of these medicines became fully established and there was an endless stream of customers coming for them.
Only then did Jishitang launch a complete attack.
It is claimed that all guests who come to Jishitang to buy medicine can no longer go to Xuanhuju.
Otherwise, once discovered, the medicine will never be sold.
As soon as this news came out, there was no doubt that a knife was stabbed directly into the main artery of Xuanhuju.
In just a few days and nights, Xuanhuju’s passenger flow plummeted.
The daily turnover dropped from nearly a hundred taels of silver to dozens of taels of silver!
Is this okay?
Xuanhuju immediately launched a counterattack, claiming that any guest who had come to Xuanhuju to buy medicine would not be allowed to go to Jishitang again.
Otherwise, once discovered, the medicine will never be sold.
However...it's no use.
Passenger traffic is still pitifully low.
Several new drugs from Jishitang have completely opened up the Taipingfang market. If Xuanhuju wants to fight against them in such a way that he will injure the enemy by one thousand and lose himself by eight hundred, it is tantamount to shooting himself in the foot.
And it has evolved to this day. Except for some old customers of Xuanhuju, most of the patients in Taipingfang go to Jishi Tang.
In Uncle Ducheng's house, Uncle Ducheng was pacing back and forth, his face extremely ugly.
In just ten days, Xuanhuju's revenue dropped so much.
What does Jishitang want to do?
Is it possible to seek wealth and kill people?
The key is that it is Duke Dingguo's property. He, as an earl, can compete with the Wuling Marquis who is a down-and-out marquis.
But in the face of a top noble like Duke Dingguo, if he still dares to come and provoke him, he may not even know how to die.
But the money was short, and he felt distressed!
It hurt so much that I couldn't sleep the whole night.
Seeing this, the housekeeper suggested tentatively: "Sir, it is said that the new medicines in Jishitang were all invented by Li Changkong."
"How about we go and admit his mistake and ask for help?"
When the uncle of the capital city heard this, he became furious.
"Nie Zhan, what are you talking about?"
"When I left the Marquis of Wuling's Mansion, I put down some lofty words and declared that Li Changkong should not come to me to ask for help if he has no other choice in the future."
"Now you ask me to beg the master. What's your intention?"
"Is it possible, sir, that I don't want to lose face?"