Chapter 166 Ye Cang. Money can’t buy my favorite
Ye Cang had already collected all the golden needles, and there was a hint of cruelty in his words.
"Do you want me to take care of that guy for you?"
"Thank you, Young Master Ye Cang. I won't bother you anymore. Some people also need him to be their messenger." Shen Yunyue said in a relaxed tone.
She took the initiative to give the purple ginseng to Ye Cang, "This is your consultation fee."
Ye Cang shook his head, "Just for this jade token, I can't accept this purple ginseng."
Fu Xuanheng raised his head calmly and pondered for a moment.
"Please accept it. If I need you for something in the future, think of it as money given to you in advance." Fu Xuanheng said it casually.
It seemed like just an ordinary headache or fever.
But Ye Cang is not a fool.
It was obvious at a glance that these two people were not peasants at all.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult. You know that if you do what you promised to others, you will go against your conscience, and if you don't do it, you will break your promise to others." Ye Cang glanced at Zi Shen lightly, and his heart ached.
It hurts like a tornado.
Fu Xuanheng did not try to persuade him to collect the purple ginseng.
He never forces others to do things they don't like.
"Yun Yue, in that case, I have no choice but to thank Master Ye Cang. Please keep this purple ginseng and the Thousand Poison Grass.
After the New Year, find a caravan and send it to Qingfeng Village to give it to Mr. Ke.
He likes to grow herbs, so let him try this purple ginseng and Thousand Poison Grass. Maybe he can actually grow them."
"But this is the only Thousand Poison Grass that can be cultivated in the world. The others have not been discovered yet."
Shen Yunyue seemed a little hesitant. She clenched her hands.
"At worst, it's okay to get rid of this thing. If we don't have the Thousand Poison Grass, we still have the Dogtail Grass."
Fu Xuanheng spoke very seriously. If you hadn't ignored the cunning in his eyes, you would have thought he was really arranging things.
Ye Cang's eyebrows were almost knotted when he heard this.
"Can the Thousand Poison Grass be the same as the Dogtail Grass?"
"How can I allow my uncle to grow herbs when he's at that level of wasting them? It's a waste of natural resources."
Ye Cang felt as if his heart was being torn apart by pain with every breath he took.
"Yeah. It's okay, I don't feel sad." Fu Xuanheng said easily.
Ye Cang stepped forward and took the purple ginseng, gritted his teeth and said word by word:
"I'm impressed by you, you old fool. Give it to me. If you want to do anything in the future, let me know."
Fu Xuanheng deliberately frowned, "This isn't good, is it? I never do anything that forces others to do."
"I did it willingly."
Ye Cang didn't want to say a word. Seeing Shen Yunyue suppressing her smile, he angrily reached out his hand.
"Where is the Thousand Poison Grass?"
Shen Yunyue carefully took out a small earthenware pot from her bag. Inside was a plant called Thousand Poison Grass, with dark green leaves and scarlet edges.
There is also a hint of fluff.
A flower bud emerged among the grass stems.
Ye Cang swallowed hard, "It's actually the Thousand Poison Grass that's about to bloom."
Thinking of the research he was conducting, Ye Cang was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. For poison doctors like them, good poisonous herbs can be used to make many secret poisons.
However, I thought of Fu Xuanheng's words.
Thinking back to Shen Yunyue's face trying to suppress a smile.
He instantly understood that the couple was setting a trap for him to fall into.
Holding the jade token in his hand, he didn't go to Medicine King Valley first, but went fishing here.
And he is that fish.
Thinking of this, Ye Cang suppressed his joy and slowly raised his eyes to stare at the two people in front of him.
The palm of his hand moved.
Shen Yunyue waved her hand.
After a few exchanges, his poison was broken.
“My husband and I are not afraid of these poisons. I have so many deadly toxins in my body that I am as well behaved as a grandson.
If you go in again, are you sure you won’t be killed by the poison inside?
As for my wife? She is not afraid either."
Fu Xuanheng sat in the chair very relaxedly, playing with the jade token given by Mr. Ke.
"Are you sure you want to waste your drugs?"
This was infuriating, but Ye Cang had no other choice.
Who made him so curious?
"Who are you? Why are you targeting me?" Ye Cang gave up and sat on the chair.
He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water.
He just held the teacup in his hand and watched the water inside sway slowly.
"I didn't have my eye on you before. But I saw your skills at the Silver Shop. It would be a shame if you just traveled around making poisons."
"In that case, I would like to thank you both for your appreciation." Ye Cang said in a cold voice.
Shen Yunyue sat next to Fu Xuanheng and said, "We never force anyone."
Ye Cang:……
He placed the cup in his hand on the table and slowly moved the corners of his lips.
"No one forced me. I did everything voluntarily for the sake of the dogtail grass."
"Can I know what Uncle Ke was like back then?"
Shen Yunyue sneered:
"Do you think anyone can grow a thousand poisonous plants? If you don't want to, give it back to me."
"Hey. Don't be like that. I'm not unwilling, I'm happy to do it. Very happy. I, Ye Cang, never care about right or wrong when doing things.
Just do what I like. What I like is worth more than money."
Ye Cang carefully placed the Thousand Poison Grass closer.
He was very curious about how Shen Yunyue and the others managed to direct the poison to a certain point in their bodies. "Do you need me to draw the poison out of your body?"
"No need. It's nice to be one with my body now. I'm used to it."
Fu Xuanheng refused outright.
Ye Cang was about to spit out blood.
These two have a secret.
Damn curiosity made Ye Cang scratch his head.
He developed a strong curiosity about these two people, and Mu Qiang made Ye Cang not reject following them.
The three of them chatted in the room for a while.
Fu Xuanheng also heard some information from Ye Cang.
The things sold at this herbal medicine conference were basically obtained by the Ghost Doctor and Medicine King Valley.
Holding a medical conference is nothing more than a gimmick.
Someone has obtained an extinct ancient medicine refining technique, and the people from Medicine King Valley and Ghost Doctor plan to join forces to clean it up.
For Fu Xuanheng and Shen Yunyue, these are no longer within their control.
It is also impossible to wait until the medical conference is over before leaving.
The escorts would not agree.
Fu Xuanheng casually summoned a peregrine falcon and said, "If there's anything in the future, I'll let it find you."
The peregrine falcon circled Ye Cang several times.
It fell obediently on Fu Xuanheng's arm.
Shen Yunyue took some dried meat.
The little fellow ate them one by one. He rubbed his little head in Shen Yunyue's hand, then flapped his wings and flew out of the window.
"Others use carrier pigeons, you use peregrine falcons. That's fine."
"Everything can be used." Fu Xuanheng said lightly.
After chatting for a while, Ye Cang left first.
After Ye Cang left.
Yunhe came up from downstairs.
In his hand he held a plate wrapped in brocade.
"Young Master."
Yunhe pushed open the door to the private room and saw Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng brewing tea. The small red clay stove on the table was steaming, and the aroma of tea wafted out with the temperature.
I took a breath of the tea fragrance in the air.
Yunhe withdrew his gaze and placed the plate in front of Shen Yunyue.
"This is the silver note I got from selling the paintings." Yun He sat on the chair where Ye Cang had just sat.
Fu Xuanheng took the initiative and poured a cup of tea for Yunhe and placed it in front of him.
"Fine cloud tea, try the flavor."
"Thank you, young master." Yunhe picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. His expression was not as surprised as the others.
It's obvious that he drinks a lot of good tea on a daily basis.
Shen Yunyue walked out of the private room and looked around at the headwear styles at Yunji Silver Shop.
I have to say, this aesthetic?
There's a sense of freedom.
Shen Yunyue walked in with a pout, and looked at Fu Xuanheng a few more times to wash her eyes.
"Are there any jewelry you like?"
Fu Xuanheng whispered.
Shen Yunyue shook her head. "Maybe it's not suitable for me."
Yun He sighed. "Alas, my silver shop probably can't hold on any longer."
"Uncle Yun, have you ever thought about changing the styles?" Shen Yunyue asked him for a paintbrush and paper.
She drew a simple hairpin pattern.
But the painting was very casual, which made Yunhe confused.
"What are you drawing?"
"Can't you tell?" Shen Yunyue felt that her painting wasn't that bad, right? It was mainly because the brush was too soft, and she couldn't quite capture the essence of a hard-pen painting.
Fu Xuanheng glanced over briefly and took the brush from Shen Yunyue's hand.
After a few strokes below, an exquisite hairpin with the words "everything goes well" appeared on the paper.
Yunhe was stunned.
"How did you figure out what she meant from all the jumbled lines?"
"We are in perfect harmony." Fu Xuanheng handed the brush to Shen Yunyue again.
Shen Yunyue touched her nose unnaturally.
All right.
Don’t blame the brush.
I drew two sets of headgear, two hairpins, and gold hairpins again...
Fu Xuanheng started to redraw them one by one.
When the two handed the paper to Yunhe, he kept his mouth open.
"Why are you helping me?" Yun He asked the question in his mind.
Fu Xuanheng slowly dipped his pen in water and wrote a few words on the table.
Yun He was shocked, and his face darkened as he looked at Fu Xuanheng. "You?"
Fu Xuanheng wrote his grandmother's name and curled his lips slightly. "Her descendants."
"It turns out to be the young master." Yunhe immediately bowed deeply.
"We are family slaves. My grandfather and others were sent away back then..." Yun He didn't say much.
Fu Xuanheng also nodded without saying anything.
"Please accept this blueprint. We will send someone to deliver the blueprint every month, and Yunji Silver House will surpass Rong Silver House." Fu Xuanheng said lightly.
Yunhe seemed to not quite trust Fu Xuanheng.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence?
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