True dream or false dream?
Or purposeful?
What is the purpose?
The little girl is quite clever, not like...
Ban Shang spoke in a deep voice, "Continue to monitor, report imdiately if there are any changes."
The man in black waiting below bowed respectfully.
"Understood!" He said, accepting the order and leaving.
Yanlan picked up a jade cup and took a sip of tea, asking casually, "How’s the prescription verification going?"
Han Yi replied respectfully, "For the injured subordinates this ti, half used the new prescription, and half used Elder Qi’s prescription. We’ll see the results in a few days."
"As soon as possible!"
"Understood!"
"Also..." Han Yi hesitated, reluctant to speak.
"Speak!"
"Elder Qi saw the prescription and said... the prescription’s effect isn’t as good as his, and he asked about the origin of the prescription? He was quite displeased with arranging half the people to try the new dicine, saying what qualifies it to be compared with his prescription."
Han Yi also wanted to know if the prescription was really better than Elder Qi’s?
He didn’t quite believe it; after all, Elder Qi was Divine Doctor Mo’s first disciple at dicine King Valley, with unparalleled dical skills. How could an ordinary doctor compare?
Moreover, Han Er revealed that the prescription ca from the hands of a village girl, and if it weren’t for the master’s direct orders, he wouldn’t dare to use it on the brothers.
"I don’t want the origin of the prescription to be heard by a third person."
Yanlan’s voice turned chilling, "Otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!"
Han Yi was shocked and quickly knelt half-kneeling to plead, "I was wrong, please punish , master."
"As long as you understand, go down!"
Hmph! Elder Qi’s little sches, still trying to fish for information, if it were really like he said, why go around asking indirectly.
Truly, the older they get, the less manners they have.
Han Yi dared not say more, imdiately retreating, but his heart remained unsettled, wondering if he missed sothing?
But...
There wasn’t anything special from the information Han Er gathered.
The master’s reaction was too unusual...
Forget it, if I go looking for Han Er again, I might actually anger the master. Next ti, I’ll personally go and et the owner of the prescription.
Cheng Xiaoxiao wasn’t aware of Han Yi’s plan, and even if she did, she wouldn’t care much. She didn’t know him, so what did it matter to her? Why keep lingering?
At this mont, Cheng Xiaoxiao was feeling pleased, as the share from the herbs had reached the villagers’ hands, instantly increasing her Gratitude Points, which converted to 120 System Coins, finally enabling her to exchange for items.
Looking at the variety of item icons, items priced below 120 lit up.
What should I buy, right, essentials!
The most needed now.
Tissues!
It’s been over two months here, and the most uncomfortable thing is going to the toilet, that bamboo piece...
Whoever uses it knows.
In short, it’s hard to describe.
Even the calligraphy paper bought for her little brother, she secretly stashed so away; though not very useful, it’s better than bamboo pieces.
If people here knew she used calligraphy paper to wipe her bum, they might drown her in spit.
Ahem!
Let’s not talk about that.
Tissues are 50 System Coins, I’ll buy a pack first. One pack has 12 small packs, and since no one can see this, they’ll last a long ti.
And then spices, there’s no soy sauce, no bean paste, no chicken essence, no chili oil here.
There are peppers, but who knows if they’ve mutated, they’re small like bird’s eye chilies, but taste far from it.
It’s completely different, not spicy at all, the villagers on Longshan eat it as wild vegetables and call it "spiker fruit"?
Back then, Cheng Xiaoxiao thought she discovered bird’s eye chili and could make a fortune, drying them for stir-fry, pickled chilies, making bean paste, making spicy chicken, everything would be delicious, but it ended up being a pipe dream.
Sigh! Eating food without any spice every day; my mouth’s dulled from blandness.
Dried chilies can be bought, and then I’ll just say it’s a mutated spiker fruit from the mountain.
Yes, it’s mutated, its turning spicy is its own business, it has nothing to do with ; I know nothing and just happened to pick it up unintentionally.
One pack is 30 System Coins, let’s get one pack first to satisfy the craving.
Then buy a lighter! I can’t get used to the flint here.
Just these three items cost 110 already; fine, there’s 13 System Coins left.
What didn’t I buy!
"77, this marketplace is such a rip-off! Things are so expensive, look at all these villagers’ gratitude only returned 120 coins, when can I afford these nice things." Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the gray icons, feeling disappointed.
The system didn’t want to discourage the host, but since the host asked, it could only say honestly.
"Not that many, only more than twenty people are truly grateful, how many did you think?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao was quite surprised, she led the village to make money and prosper, and only more than twenty people were truly grateful to her?
"Does the host think it’s not worth it?"
Upon hearing this, she felt a bit unhappy, but the villagers also contributed labor for their own gains, so there was no need for true gratitude, it’s just business.
Cheng Xiaoxiao laughed openly, "What’s there to fret about, it’s good enough if so people don’t curse behind my back."
Moreover, there’ll be plenty for them to thank for in the future, it’s not lacking this bit.
At this mont, the ox cart stopped, and Mr. Cheng’s voice ca from outside.
"Xiaoxiao, we’re here, get off."
Pulled back from her thoughts, Cheng Xiaoxiao got off the cart. They were halfway up the mountain, where there was a tea shop catering to people climbing the mountain, for resting and parking carriages. Ahead were stone stairs where cars couldn’t go any further.
It was already high noon, the shop only served tea, not food. The three of them ordered a pot of tea, ate sothing simple, and then stepped onto the stairs. Throughout, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t say much.
It was her first ti here.
She had the system scan the distance, the layout of the temple, the flow of people, and basic information.
Of course, that was just the surface. Cheng Xiaoxiao knew nothing about any taboos, it’s better to stay low-key.
The temple fair had ended, making the temple much quieter, with only a few pilgrims around. There were about twenty-plus monks in the temple, with seven or eight buildings. They encircle the main hall, surrounding lesser halls of varying heights in an organized manner.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was panting, seeing that the stone stairs were almost finished, how is there still 500 ters as per the system, even in a straight line?
When Cheng Xiaoxiao reached the highest point, the tall redwood doors in the middle had the three words "Anping Temple" written on them in a flowing script.
Only then did Cheng Xiaoxiao realize this was just a gate; behind it was the downhill path, and after descending, climbing a higher mountain opposite was the main hall of the temple.
Oh God, it’s still this far, the winding path seen all full of stone stairs, with almost no flat places.
"Host, your stamina isn’t great, huh!"
"Nonsense, try climbing it yourself, with these thin arms and legs, how fast can you go."
Sigh! With the better als after Cheng Xiaoxiao arrived, the nutrition kept up, which added so flesh, making the person two shades fairer; otherwise, who knows if the original could have grown up successfully.
"Host, I don’t have legs! Once I reach Level Eight, I can float out of your consciousness sea, so I float upwards without effort."
The system laughed unkindly; if it had shoulders, they’d definitely be shaking now.
"You useless system, good at nothing, a pro at spectating."
Cheng Xiaoxiao wanted to pull Tongzi out and give it a beating.
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