"I plan to open a few clinics outside the capital first, where we can teach people to grow dicinal herbs for free and allow them to sell dicinal herbs directly to us."
"By the way, the Ministry of Revenue doesn’t have strict rules against regular rchants purchasing dicinal herbs from the people, right?"
Ye Muyu waved her hand and added, "No, Ah Heng, you really should consider this. For instance, requiring a qualification certificate to purchase dicinal herbs can prevent special situations where ordinary clinics might refuse to buy herbs. If people rely only on dicinal herbs for a living, wouldn’t they just rot in their hands?"
"Of course, if people grow more herbs in the future, the price of herbs will definitely go down, so there won’t be any unsold stock. But, in that case, the certificates won’t be of much use. The imperial court will naturally relax conditions, allowing other dicine shops to buy herbs, achieving the effect we desire."
"Ah Heng, what do you think?" Ye Muyu asked, feeling particularly satisfied, taking a sip from her teacup as she smiled at him.
Chu Heng took a handkerchief to wipe her mouth. "It’s easy to say, similar to the Salt Certificate, except this is the first ti we’re making regulations about dicinal herbs."
"But introducing this certificate could be more harmful than beneficial to drug rchants." Chu Heng tapped his fingers on the table.
Ye Muyu placed her palm under his fingers, letting his fingertips poke her palm. Unable to hold back a sweet laughter, their interaction brimd with playfulness.
"Everyone knows Salt rchants are wealthy because of the huge profits in salt trade, and your goal is to lower the price of dicinal herbs, so even if the cost is cheaper, the profit won’t be much."
"I understand what you an," Ye Muyu pinched his fingers, playfully teasing as she responded, "It’s actually simple: just tie the Salt Certificate to the dicinal herb certificate."
"Are you saying that to obtain a Salt Certificate, one must also have a dicinal herb certificate?"
Ye Muyu nodded, "Moreover, there will be restrictions on this dicinal herb certificate, such as purchase and sale prices, non-transferability, and the obligation to buy herbs sold by the people."
"Those who can get a Salt Certificate are certainly not poor. They have plenty of silver, and opening a dicine shop is an easy task."
Chu Heng felt a tingling sensation at his fingertips, helpless against her playful actions. "Hmm, you’re right. It’s ti these salt rchants do sothing productive."
"Then it’s all up to my husband..." Ye Muyu achieved her objective and stood up, ready to tidy up and go to sleep.
Yet, before she could steady herself, a strong force pulled her back, and she fell onto Chu Heng’s lap, a bit bewildered. "What happened?"
"What did you just call ? Say it again." Chu Heng kissed her lips gently.
Seeing his affectionate gesture, Ye Muyu imdiately understood.
She couldn’t help but laugh, pretending not to understand, "Huh? What did I say? I didn’t call anything."
"You need so discipline."
After Ye Muyu was disciplined, she only felt her legs weaken and her waist sore.
Even during washing up, Chu Heng had to pull her along, fetching a wool toothbrush, and just touching her lips felt slightly painful.
She endured the discomfort to brush her teeth clean, then lay down on the bed feeling particularly constrained, wrapped under a thin quilt.
By the ti Chu Heng returned, she was already fast asleep.
Chu Heng couldn’t help but smile, holding her close as she settled into bed, finally lying down beside her.
A peaceful night’s sleep indeed.
Just as Chu Heng had predicted.
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