County Magistrate Yin froze all over, looked back, and suddenly felt like vomiting blood.
Although he wore a veil and a plain cloth, his wife made no disguise. She followed him quietly and suddenly appeared to betray him when he was not paying attention.
It is foreseeable that the people in the house will recognize him soon. People in Xuan Jing Division and Yigu recognize him and his wife.
"Mrs. Yin?"
"County Magistrate Yin?"
County Magistrate Yin felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. Just as he expected, someone had guessed his identity so quickly.
He could already foresee how things would develop next; being misunderstood and being blamed was clearly just around the corner.
The day before, his detectives posted notices on the streets and ran around to prove the hotel's innocence. The next day, he personally took his wife to the hotel to experience it.
To others, they would definitely think that he, the county magistrate, was worried to death about the Xianyuan Hotel.
But this was clearly not his intention, and he didn't want to be implicated at all.
Magistrate Yin was in a complicated mood, his mind in a mess. He had no choice but to take off his veil and reveal his true face to everyone.
Everyone in the restaurant was shocked to see that as County Magistrate Yin took off his veil, his half-bald head was exposed. His hair was so sparse that it was barely even able to be held up with a hairpin.
Magistrate Yin suddenly felt a chill on his head. He immediately reacted, his face changed slightly, and he quickly put his veil back on.
With a "puff", Madam Yin covered her sleeves and laughed out loud: "Don't cover it, everyone has seen it."
Magistrate Yin was frozen in place, saying nothing and pretending nothing had happened.
Although he pretended to be calm on the surface, he was crying inside. If this appearance were to get out, how would he face people in the future?
Everyone in the restaurant: "..."
Madam Yin stepped forward, clasped her fists, and said, "Excuse me, everyone. I heard the shop owner is looking for someone with severed tendons and veins. Coincidentally, this person in my family meets the requirements. I don't know..."
Magistrate Yin suddenly started coughing violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.
Madam Yin glanced at him with a smile, paused for a moment, and then continued, "He used to..."
"Ahem!" Magistrate Yin finally couldn't cough anymore. He feigned nothing had happened and said solemnly, "I recently heard that the hot springs in this shop have the effect of resurrecting the dead. I've never heard of such a miraculous hot spring before, so I came here to experience it myself to verify its authenticity. Owner, I wonder how much your hot springs are worth?"
The highlight finally arrived, and Feng Yuanning secretly anticipated it: "One hundred taels of silver. It can't revive the dead, but it can cure terminal illnesses and repair the body."
After County Magistrate Yin finished soaking in the hot spring, only three more people were left to complete the task.
"I see. I'll go try it right away." Although the price was a bit high, it was within County Magistrate Yin's expectations. How could a hot spring with such miraculous effects be cheap?
He did not lack the one hundred taels of silver. Although his annual salary was less than four hundred taels, it was not his entire income. The court would also give him extra rice, cloth, travel expenses, charcoal money, kitchen supplies money, etc.
County Magistrate Yin took out a silver note and handed it to Feng Yuanning. "This is an anonymous silver note issued by Futong Bank. Can I use it?"
Feng Yuanning asked the system and received a negative answer: "No."
This kind of silver note issued by the public is just a certificate for withdrawing silver. It cannot be regarded as a recognized circulating currency and has no value at all.
“…” County Magistrate Yin suddenly felt distressed.
100 taels of silver weighs ten jin, and when piled up, it would be almost as big as a head. Who would casually carry 100 taels of silver around? As an ordinary person who had lost his martial arts skills, he didn't have that much cash on him, and it was impossible for him to carry that much cash.
Madam Yin handed over a small gold ingot and asked, "Can the gold be used?"
Feng Yuanning didn't take the gold ingot: "Sure. You can go to the backyard to buy the tickets on your own. You don't need to come and tell me. Forget it, I'll take you there."
After all, this was related to the mission she was doing, so Feng Yuanning didn't mind giving her a favor.
She led Magistrate Yin and his wife out of the restaurant, toward the glass door leading to the backyard, and pointed to the ticket machine: "This is it."
When Magistrate Yin and his wife approached the ticket machine and were taught how to use it, they were both stunned.
After being stunned for a moment, County Magistrate Yin adjusted his veil in a daze.
It seems that the owner of this store is indeed extraordinary. Perhaps, his body can really recover?
Although it is more than 30 years late, it is better than nothing.
At least... at least it should be able to make his hair grow back, right?
More than thirty years ago, he defeated other competitors in one fell swoop and became the chief disciple of Lingyu Palace, but the good times did not last long. He soon died overnight and became a fleeting meteor.
Among those who were as brilliant as him back then, some have become veteran innate powerhouses, and some have even become masters of the Tongxuan realm.
But his life hit rock bottom and he never got back up.
Even if he changed his place and started over again, failure was still with him.
After becoming a cripple, he finally decided to give up his past life and start over in another place, but the ending was not satisfactory.
As a disciple of Lingyu Palace, he has always studied a lot, so it is not difficult for him to take the imperial examination.
Unexpectedly, after he took office as an official, he found that the real difficulty was not the imperial examination, but the officialdom that he found difficult to cope with.
Here, he failed again.
For decades thereafter, he moved around and served as a minor official, and never rose to power again.
To date, he has wasted more than 30 years. How many more 30 years can he have in his life?
This belated opportunity made him feel complicated and indescribable.
Madam Yin tossed the gold ingot into the coin slot and nudged Magistrate Yin, who was lost in thought. "Are you stupid? What are you staring at?"
Magistrate Yin regained his composure and began operating the ticket machine. After clicking on the "Ice Spring and Hot Spring" option, a prompt popped up on the screen: "This is your first time entering this themed courtyard. Would you like to purchase the hot spring experience?"
County Magistrate Yin chose "yes" and quickly got the pass. Everyone watched him walk into the backyard.
Madam Yin turned around and bowed solemnly to Feng Yuanning: "Shopkeeper, I am grateful for your kindness. If you have any..."
If you have any errands, just tell me. Feng Yuanning didn't need to listen to the whole thing; he could guess what she wanted to say and could only interrupt her helplessly: "No need to thank me, and no need to repay me. The money and goods are settled, and no one owes anyone anything."
Madam Yin was about to say something when Guo Yushi, the elder from the Medical Valley who had come with her, interrupted, "Shopkeeper, let me tell you something. One hundred taels of silver may not mean much to the rich, but to the poor, it could cost them their lives. They might choose to forgo treatment to save their money. Since the hot springs are so effective, why not charge a high price for the rich and waive the fees for the poor?"
Yigu adopts this charging standard, charging high medical fees for the rich and reducing fees for the poor as appropriate.
As a doctor, faced with various diseases, what I hope more is to be able to completely cure the patients. When it comes to conquering diseases, sometimes money cannot be the standard of treatment.
Therefore, in order to make up for the shortfalls suffered by the poor, Yigu had no choice but to adopt such a charging policy.
Feng Yuanning was startled, feeling worried: "Let me think about it."
Yes, such a situation could indeed happen. In her original world, such things happened many times.
When treating an illness is enough to bankrupt a family, they may choose to give up on the patient. Life is important, but without money, it is difficult to take a single step.
But do the poor deserve to die? Of course not.
Before traveling through time, Feng Yuanning was also a poor person who could not afford to buy an RV. Putting herself in other people's shoes, she also hoped that someone could help her when she was in trouble.
Food and guest rooms can be priced high, which are not necessary for the poor, but medical treatment is a basic need. When it comes to matters of life and death, the poor should indeed be taken into consideration.
She returned to the restaurant and continued to busy herself while thinking about a solution.
While Ke Bingling was eating, she suddenly noticed that Feng Yuanning had a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something.
She couldn't help but feel moved. It was obvious that the owner seemed to have encountered some troubles. If she could solve the troubles for the owner, would the owner look at her differently and be willing to sell the extra-terrestrial seeds to her?
She lost both her parents when she was young and grew up in an orphanage founded by the imperial court. It was the Great Yan court that raised her and trained her to become a congenital warrior.
If we had better seeds, the world would be more prosperous and stable.
Ke Bingling couldn't help but ask with concern: "Shopkeeper, are you worried about something? Tell me, maybe I can help you."
Feng Yuanning rubbed his brow and denied it expressionlessly: "Troubles? No. Do you think the hot spring prices are reasonable?"
"Of course it's reasonable and just right." Ke Bingling answered affirmatively, and she indeed thought so.
Feng Yuanning glanced at Guo Yushi, who had not yet left, and said expressionlessly, "But Elder Guo just said that the poor might not be able to pay a hundred taels of silver."
Elder Guo Yu Shi did not return to his son's guest room, but stayed in the restaurant waiting for his portions of cold noodles to be ready.
As a non-guest, he could only stay in the room for a maximum of two hours a day, so there was no need for him to rush back to the room upstairs.
Ke Bingling was stunned. "Shopkeeper, why should you worry about such a trivial matter? Whoever raised the issue should resolve it. Since he has an opinion, let him handle it himself. Elder Guo, your Medical Valley can't be so unable to afford this money, right? You want to help the poor, which is certainly good, but what right do you have to ask the shopkeeper to lower the price?"
Guo Yushi was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely wronged. He waved his hands repeatedly and tried to explain, "No, I didn't mean that. Don't blame me. I was clearly suggesting that the store owner raise the price and make money back from the rich."
Ke Bingling frowned and snorted coldly, "Hmph! You people in the Medical Valley are full of bad habits. The owner is busy with all kinds of things, how can he have the spare time to take care of everyone? I don't object to helping the poor, but whoever proposes this should do it. How can I bother the owner? Don't worry, I will report this matter to the higher-ups, or we can all find a way to raise money together, so that you don't have to bear the expenses alone..."
At this moment, a gentle and pleasant female voice rang out: "Everyone, I have something to say. Helping the poor and needy depends on the individual. Some people are lazy and greedy and don't deserve help at all. I suggest that those of you who are interested should pool together some money and lend it to those who truly cannot afford medical treatment. Let them repay it slowly over time, so as not to ruin already healthy people. Wouldn't that be more meaningful? To prevent them from being reluctant to lend money, you could extend the repayment period as much as possible. If they can't pay it back in one year, they can definitely pay it back in five, ten, or twenty years, right?"
The person who spoke was Mingmei, the owner of Xiangmanlou.
After she finished speaking, she smiled shyly and said to Feng Yuanning, "Shopkeeper, two more servings of grilled cold noodles, please."
She was secretly proud of herself. She had gone downstairs specifically to order food, but she didn't expect to encounter this incident and get the opportunity to help the owner.
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[Note] Every dynasty in ancient my country would change the measurement system to ensure that it was different from other dynasties. This is a private setting in another world, so in order to save trouble, one catty is directly equal to ten taels, which is consistent with the modern exchange rate. You don't need to go into it too much.
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 100 bottles of Night Life; 5 bottles of Simple to a Sheep; 3 bottles of ╰Summer;
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