After a whole night of running around, everyone except Ning Ye and Wang Wu was already exhausted when they arrived at the clinic.
Fortunately, there was still plenty of space inside the clinic, so even lying on the ground was better than having them continue standing.
The doctor at this clinic never expected to receive such a large order one day.
They were about to kick him out, but when they saw Ning Ye place the gleaming silver on the counter, all that was left in their minds was probably money.
Ning Ye leaned against the counter and said, "The people under my command use the best medicine. They have no ulterior motives. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense. I'll order something else too."
The elderly doctor, well past fifty, nodded vigorously. "Please rest assured, sir, I guarantee that none of your subordinates will have any problems with me."
"As long as you get proper treatment, I guarantee you won't be shortchanged on your money, so hurry up and get to work."
Ning Ye wasn't seriously injured, so he didn't stay in the clinic. He hadn't even had a proper chance to explore Qingyuan County since he arrived.
Moreover, I need to find a shop in Qingyuan County soon; at the very least, I need to have some business of my own.
As for what to sell, that's already been decided long ago; soap is such an easy thing to make.
If it weren't for the fact that touching salt now might cause him a lot of trouble, Ning Ye would have already put on his three essential time-traveling gear.
Although it was an unheard-of dynasty and Ningye, they still knew that the people here did not really like pork. Even though castration had been introduced, they still considered pork to be a lowly meat.
Compared to other meats, it's the worst choice, and only those who are too poor to afford meat would buy it.
In this way, Ningye's raw materials will be very cheap. Although things are indeed quite chaotic now, it won't be a problem for those who have money to sell this soap.
At that time, the capital chain will form a continuous source of money, one that no one else can replicate.
Ning Ye, who was strolling on the street, suddenly heard a commotion ahead.
Seeing that the crowd had already gathered there, Ning Ye, wanting to watch the excitement, also went over.
After squeezing and pushing, we arrived at the very front, and the scene that was about to unfold was one we'd seen countless times before.
A man dressed in white was kneeling on the ground, next to a corpse covered with a white sheet. A sign on the sign read "Selling oneself to bury father".
Ning Ye glanced at him and found the man to be quite interesting. This man was no ordinary person, but a scholar who had received some education.
In the Great Gan Dynasty, only those who had formally graduated from the academy could be called students; those who had merely attended school could not be called such.
Graduating from the academy wasn't easy either. You didn't have to know all the Four Books and Five Classics, but you still needed a certain level of knowledge. Otherwise, you would only bring shame to the academy when you graduated.
But no matter when, scholars are always considered superior. It's quite interesting that a student would sell himself to bury his father.
Sure enough, a richly dressed young man soon emerged, accompanied by two servants, pushing through the crowd.
“Scholar Zhang, how did things come to this? If you’re short of money, you should have told me. If you marry your sister to me, we’ll be in-laws.”
Zhang Zihe glared at the young man with resentment. "Huang Shan, I advise you to give up this idea. I would rather die than marry my sister to someone like you."
Huang Shan smiled coldly, "Why bother? In two years, your sister will also be forced into marriage. Does my Huang family not even meet your standards?"
"Hmph, if I were to marry my sister to you, it would be like a lamb being led to the slaughter, and she would have no good life to live."
"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on a poor, pedantic scholar like you. You want to sell yourself? At your price, only I can afford it. No one else can. So what do you want?"
Zhang Zihe said firmly, "Even if I kneel here and die, I will never accept your money. I will never even glance at a spoiled brat like you!"
Huang Shan clapped his hands and said, "I think you have some backbone, but going against me? In Qingyuan County, you don't even know who you are. I'm telling you this today: if anyone dares to buy this guy, then they are going against me, Young Master Huang."
The onlookers were originally just there to watch the show, and after hearing Huangshan's words, even if they had any intentions, they would never dare to have them.
After all, everyone in Qingyuan County knew that Huang Shan was a formidable figure. Over the years, countless people had died at his hands. But the Huang family was powerful and wealthy, so killing three or five commoners was no problem for them.
Zhang Zihe's eyes were filled with anger, but even in his anger, he knew he was no match for Huang Shan. Without money, not only could his father not be buried, but he and his sister would also be unable to escape.
Thinking of his innocent and adorable younger sister, Zhang Zihe knew he absolutely could not give in. Otherwise, if he fell into Huangshan's hands, his sister would likely suffer the same fate soon.
Looking around, everyone seemed afraid, and Zhang Zihe felt incredibly lost. Could it be that fate was truly against him?
Just then, a figure walked up to Zhang Zihe and said, "Ten taels of silver for three years of service. I'm not very satisfied with this price."
Zhang Zihe immediately came to his senses. "This money is for my father's funeral, and I am a proper student. This price is definitely not much for three years."
Ning Ye smiled and said, "I'll give you these ten taels of silver, and I'll also give you five hundred coins every month. How about you stay by my side from now on?"
Zhang Zihe sized up Ning Ye. The person in front of him was a bit too young. His clothes were very clean, but the fabric was not good.
He asked for ten taels of silver right off the bat, so he must be a wealthy man. But Zhang Zihe couldn't figure out when such a person had appeared in Qingyuan County.
While Zhang Zihe was still in a daze, Huang Shan's expression turned hostile. "Kid, didn't you hear what I just said? Are you planning to go against me?"
Ning Ye smiled slightly, "I just want to do some business. If you think I'm doing something wrong, you can try to stop me."
Huangshan laughed in anger, asking, "What day is it today?"
There are actually some clueless people who dare to make things difficult for me right in front of me?
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