Chapter 546: Wanxiang Vine

Lu Yunjue was silent for a moment, then replied, "I was injured at that time, but it has healed now."

Miss Du wanted to ask more, but Hu Xiner evaded the question.

Time flies, and three days later, Zhao Si brought good news.

"Sister God of Wealth, the sales of our comic book store have exceeded 5,000 copies!" He took advantage of the time when no one was around to report to Hu Xiner happily.

"Is this why you insisted on squeezing into our carriage to go home?" Hu Xiner was a little helpless.

After three days of treatment, the toxins in Lu Yunjue's body had been completely removed, and there was no possibility of recurrence or circulation in the body.

Therefore, they came here today specifically to pick up Lu Yunjue and take him home.

Zhao Si was stared at by someone's cold gaze, and he unconsciously shrank closer to Hu Xin'er: "Sister Caishen, your husband is so fierce, he won't hit me, will he?"

"Normally, that's not the case," Hu Xin'er said slowly, "but if you try to squeeze in next to me again, you'll have to consider the importance of your own life."

Zhao Si couldn't help but complain, "5,000 comic books, 99 wen each, that's a total of 495 taels of silver! A net profit of 70 wen per book, that's 350 taels of silver. I earned so much money for my sister, and you didn't even look at me."

At this rate, as long as Hu Xiner was in Qingzhou, Mu Xin Comics Shop would not only be able to earn enough to repay the 1,000 taels he took away within a month, but would also be able to gain greater fame and establish a firm foothold in Qingzhou.

As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when good things happen to them. After Zhao Si became the head of a best-selling bookstore for a few days, his whole spirit and energy were very different from when he was selling pirated books from door to door.

Before, he was always hunched over and sneaky.

But now, he was wearing new clothes, and his pair of almond-shaped eyes were shining brightly. Although his clothes were a little shabby compared to the rich families like the Du family, they were still more pleasing to the eye than that oversized fur coat.

When you are rich, you wear clothes; when you are poor, clothes wear you. There is some truth to this saying.

But what he said was very problematic.

If someone else had said this, Hu Xin'er might have believed it a little, but looking at Zhao Si's sincere and somewhat embarrassing expression, she simply patted the goose bumps on her arm and said, "Just don't forget to give me your dividends. Okay, get out!"

Zhao Si was still thinking about how to curry favor with this Goddess of Wealth. How could he be sent away so easily?

Judging from Hu Xiner's attitude towards him, he knew that he was not very likable. If he missed the opportunity today, he didn't know when he would be able to get close to her again in the future.

With just one simple idea, Hu Xin'er was able to turn his Mu Xin Comics Shop from notorious to famous; the hand-cranked printing press he casually took out was something that others would love to have. It not only saved a lot of manpower and material costs, but also increased production capacity, preventing best-selling books from being out of stock.

He looked at Hu Xin'er eagerly, knowing that he had displeased her. He wanted to ask her if she had any other magic tricks, but he didn't know how to start.

Mu Qing stood up and prepared to send him out.

Zhao Si quickly grabbed the carriage window with one hand and pulled out an exquisite box from his arms with the other: "Sister God of Wealth, this is a gift from me to you!"

Hu Xiner glanced at him but didn't reach out to take it: "Aren't dividends paid at the end of the month?"

Zhao Si said nervously, "This isn't a dividend, it's just a little something. Just take it, sister."

"You are a person who never does anything without profit. What bad ideas do you have today?" How could Hu Xiner not know his nature as a profiteer?

She knew that if she didn't accept the gift today, Zhao Si would definitely think too much and pester her, and might even hold a grudge against her, so she just took the gift box.

Zhao Si raised his hand and swore, "I absolutely don't have any bad intentions! Sister has taught me so many ways to make money and is the best person in the world to me. How could I cheat you?"

Hu Xin'er was a little suspicious. He gave Zhao Si a gift without asking for anything. Could it be that Zhao Si had changed his personality?

The box looked ordinary, without even any patterns on it, and Hu Xiner didn't take it seriously. After all, what good things could a stingy and unscrupulous businessman like Zhao Si give away?

But when she opened it, she was shocked.

There were several silver bills at the bottom of the box, each worth one hundred taels, and wrapped in the silver bills was an old vine that was completely black.

The vine was not a work of art, its surface was bumpy, but it seemed to have a strange magic, which made Hu Xiner couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The lines on the rattan skin gradually twisted, as if turning into a grinning ghost face.

She was wearing a fur-collared coat and skirt for autumn and winter, and the magic pen had been placed in her sleeve. At this moment, it suddenly shook, which woke her up from the illusion created by the vines.

"What is this?" She slammed the box shut and asked with a frown.

No wonder Zhao Si looked so nervous even though he was clearly giving a gift. It turned out that there was something strange about the "gift" he gave!

Zhao Si obviously knew the peculiarity of this vine. Seeing Hu Xin'er's unfriendly expression, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. He quickly explained, "Sister, don't misunderstand me. This is not an ordinary vine. It is a treasure that is unique in heaven and earth! I am afraid that even if you search all over the country, you will only find this one!"

Hu Xiner was still thinking about the ghost face that suddenly appeared just now, and the hand holding the box was shaking unconsciously.

If she didn't know that Zhao Si's entire fortune depended on her, he would not have done such a thing as to abandon her. She almost thought that he was deliberately using the vines to harm her.

Zhao Si secretly thought that this was a bad thing. He really wanted to please Hu Xiner, but he was reluctant to give up the money he had just earned, so he took out this vine he had accidentally obtained.

I originally thought that people from the Princess's Mansion would like such rare things the most, but I never thought that I would offend Hu Xiner!

He was worried he would be kicked off the carriage, so he hurriedly continued explaining, "This is the Wanxiang vine. Although it looks a bit scary, it has mild medicinal properties. No matter what prescription it's added to, it can be perfectly integrated and enhance the efficacy. I heard that my aunt is seriously ill and the second young master and others are recuperating in the clinic recently, so I took out this treasure from the bottom of the box..."

The more he spoke, the less confident he became, and his eyes became wandering.

If this Wanxiang vine was really that useful, he would have sold it for money long ago. However, even if he found it at the He's Clinic, the largest clinic in Qingzhou City, he wouldn't be able to sell it for a penny!

Because it was given to Zhao Si by a wandering Taoist priest whom he met by chance when he came to Qingzhou City many years ago.

What he didn't notice was that when he heard the three words "Wanxiang Teng", Mu Qing's brows frowned slightly.

"What do you call this medicinal herb?" Hu Xiner suddenly came back to her senses and asked.

"Wan... Wanxiang Teng..." Zhao Si was startled by her reaction and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this should be the name...