The old man has confidence in his granddaughter. The fragrance of this pill is definitely not found in this pharmacy.

Shopkeeper Hong opened the cork, and immediately a special herbal fragrance wafted out.

Shopkeeper Hong was shocked and quickly poured out one into his palm. He picked it up and put it under his nose to smell it carefully, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Putting the pill back into the bottle, he muttered, "I've never seen healing pills with such a unique aroma. Judging from the smell alone, it's definitely better than anything I sell in my shop."

Qibao said, "Grandpa Hong, you can try it out on a wounded animal."

Shopkeeper Hong said, "That's a good idea. I'll ask someone to find a wounded animal right away." Then he quickly ordered the shop assistants to go look for it.

After waiting for about an incense stick of time, the clerk returned with a rabbit and said, "Boss, I bought this rabbit from a hunter. It was wounded by an arrow and is almost dead."

Shopkeeper Hong took the rabbit, took out a pill and stuffed it into the rabbit's mouth. The rabbit swallowed the pill without any reaction.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the rabbit might be too badly injured to be saved.

Qibao was very calm. She believed in her pills, which were made with undiluted spiritual spring water.

Suddenly, the rabbit kicked its legs, opened its eyes, slowly crawled up, and hopped a few steps with its nose twitching. It didn't look like it was about to die at all.

Shopkeeper Hong said in amazement, "I thought it was lucky to be able to save it, but I didn't expect it to be able to get up and walk. Does this count as a resurrection?"

Qibao said, "Grandpa Hong, this isn't a miracle cure. It's just something that can save lives at critical moments, and it also has a pain-relieving effect!"

Shopkeeper Hong laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad. These are probably the best healing pills I have ever seen. I wonder how much you plan to sell them for? I want them all!" In fact, he was very curious about who made these pills, but his master had warned him not to ask about the Xu family's affairs, and asked him to do his best to help if they had any problems.

Qibao said, "The herbs used in this refining process aren't cheap! They're also hard to find. I think Grandpa Hong should know how precious these pills are. I believe he can offer a price that satisfies us..."

Shopkeeper Hong said, "Yes, making pills is indeed not easy. Just the healing pills in our store sell for around 500 coins each, and many people from the martial arts world come to buy them. Your pills are many times more effective than ours."

After a while, Manager Hong touched his chin. He didn't know what was going on. Qibao and the old man didn't say anything either. They just drank tea quietly.

"Forget it. Since the Xu family and my master know each other, how about I take the pill for two taels of silver?"

Qibao thought about it and realized that he could produce twenty or thirty pills in one pot, so two taels of silver was not too bad, so he agreed and said, "Deal, I have more than two hundred pills in total!" He took out all the remaining pills in the cloth bag.

Shopkeeper Hong took out more than four hundred taels of silver and handed it to the old man, saying, "I wonder if your family can still make these pills?"

The old man said, "Okay, but please keep it a secret, Shopkeeper Hong. No outsiders will know about this. We don't want to cause any trouble."

Shopkeeper Hong said, "Well, I definitely won't tell anyone. Generally, the medicines needed for healing are from people in the martial arts world, and they are all very skilled. If they knew it came from your family, it would probably be troublesome!"

The old man said, "Thank you very much, boss!"

Shopkeeper Hong waved his hand and said, "It's no trouble. I wonder when the next batch of pills will be available?"

Qibao said, "Let's wait a few days. Grandpa Hong can use these few days to promote it more. We haven't named this pill yet, so why don't you come up with one?"

Shopkeeper Hong said, "We need to give it a name. These pills are not cheap, so we need to give them a proper name!"

"Why not call it 'Healing Pills'? It's both appropriate and catchy!" Shopkeeper Hong said after thinking for a while.

Qibao nodded and said, "Yes, the name tells you what it is used for."

The old man said, "Since the pills have been sold, Shopkeeper Hong, we'll leave first. We still have to go to the barbecue restaurant!"

Shopkeeper Hong said, "Okay, then I won't keep you here. But I tried the barbecue in your shop once, and it was really delicious, very much to my taste!"

The old man smiled and said, "Jingchen also has a share in this barbecue restaurant, so there's no need for us to be so formal. Next time you come to the barbecue restaurant, I'll treat the owner to a drink!"

Shopkeeper Hong smiled and said, "Okay, it's a deal then!" After sending the grandfather and grandson out the door, Shopkeeper Hong watched their backs disappear before turning back. He planned to write a letter to tell his master about this.

The old man took Qibao and walked towards the barbecue restaurant. When they arrived at the door, they saw their own carriage parked in front of the store. They knew that their uncle was already waiting for them there.

The two walked into the barbecue restaurant. When Shopkeeper Zhang saw that it was the owner of the restaurant, he quickly stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Master and Miss are here. Please come in quickly. I have asked someone to make tea. It's just the right temperature now."

Because it was not yet dinner time, there were not many customers in the store. Only the waiters were cleaning. When they saw the boss, they greeted him respectfully.

When they arrived at the backyard, Uncle Xu was already sitting there waiting for them. Seeing his niece and father coming, his face lit up with joy and asked, "Qibao, Dad, how is it? Has the Leshan Pharmacy closed down?"

The old man said, "Take it. Don't ask for now. Let's talk about it when we get back!"

Qibao asked Zhang, the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, how's business been lately? Have you run into any problems you can't solve?"

Shopkeeper Zhang smiled and said, "Everything is fine! Business is good every day. We haven't encountered anything that we can't handle yet. Miss, let me bring the account book for you to take a look." After that, he ran to the counter in the hall and brought an account book to Qibao.

Qibao took it and opened it to have a look. Every entry was very detailed, averaging about eight or nine hundred taels of silver per day. It also recorded the daily expenses, such as how much bowl was added and how much salt was bought. Everything was clearly recorded.

Qibao nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well done. I hope you keep working hard. I will definitely not treat you unfairly in the future!"

Shopkeeper Zhang's face lit up with joy. He said, "Thank you, Miss. I deposit all my daily profits, except for expenses, into the bank. Here's the key, please keep it!"

Qibao said, "No need. I trust you. If you encounter an emergency in the future, you can take it out to deal with it. Take it!"

Shopkeeper Zhang replied, "Yes, yes, Miss is very thoughtful!"

The old man and Uncle Xu sat aside and looked at their granddaughter and niece. Their chubby little faces were made into serious expressions, like little adults. They wanted to laugh but held it back, and deliberately picked up the tea and took a sip.

Qibao couldn't miss their actions, so he deliberately said, "Grandpa, uncle, is this tea too hot? Why do you make such a face?"