"Sir, I'd like to ask how long it takes to see results? And what happens if I drink it for a lifetime?"
The old man rolled his eyes. "You want to drink this wine for the rest of your life? Do you know how precious the medicinal herbs in this jar are? I've lived here my whole life and only brewed three jars. That's only because there are a lot of wild medicinal herbs here. One jar is enough to have a good effect. If you insist on drinking it for the rest of your life, then you don't have to worry about your partner having a change of heart."
Upon hearing the old man's words, Tang Baozhu knew that the items inside might indeed be quite valuable. However, if they were valuable to the old man, they shouldn't be too difficult for her to obtain.
After all, there are plenty of medicinal herbs in the small space. Even if she doesn't have them herself, she can ask her friends in the group for help. She doesn't believe that as long as she can keep the secret, she can grow a whole space full of raw materials in the space, enough to last a lifetime.
"Sir, how much is this jar of wine? By the way, do you sell your medicinal formula? I'm willing to pay a high price for it. After all, the ingredients are so precious, and it's not something that can be brewed in an ordinary way, but I'd still like to see it."
The old man saw that the young girl in front of him was really sincere in wanting to buy it, which made her a little embarrassed, after all, the medicinal herbs in this jar of wine were indeed very precious.
If he gave too little, he would be at a disadvantage; if he gave too much, he worried that the girl wouldn't be able to pay it off, so he was in a real dilemma.
"Sir, just tell me the price. If I can afford it, I'll buy it; if not, forget it. It's not that difficult."
"Since you put it that way, I'll give you a price. This jar of wine is 200 yuan. That's because the medicinal herbs inside are really precious. I can guarantee that I'm the only one in this area with this recipe, and there's only one jar. No one else will have it. As for the recipe, even if I sell it to you, it's useless if you can't gather the herbs. But since it's been passed down from generation to generation, I'll sell it to you for 100 yuan, which is very cheap. But you have to guarantee that this recipe won't be passed on."
The old man sold the prescription not because he didn't feel bad, but because he wanted to make more money so that his family could be better off. Besides, the prescription contained many expensive medicinal herbs, and it was uncertain whether the young girl could afford to raise the money.
Tang Baozhu had already anticipated that the items might be expensive, but she didn't expect them to be this expensive. A pound of rice only cost a few cents, but she still felt it was definitely worth it.
Thinking that I originally had about 400 yuan, and now I've lost 300 yuan, it seems I really need to hurry up and earn more money.
"Sir, I'll buy this jar of medicinal wine and the prescription. Should we go to the side a bit and complete the transaction? It seems a bit inconvenient with so many people coming and going."
The old man was surprised that the young girl was so decisive, buying it without even discussing it with her family. After taking a closer look, he noticed that the girl was fair-skinned and delicate, and it was clear that she was not a local girl. He figured she must be a sent-down youth who had the financial means to buy such an expensive item.
"Okay, I'll take this jar of wine with me and have someone watch it for me. Come with me!"
Tang Baozhu saw him exchange a few words with the old lady selling embroidered shoes and soles next to him, and then walk outside, so she quickly followed.
After leaving the crowd, the two went to a secluded place, where Tang Baozhu took out 300 yuan from her pocket—actually from the warehouse—and handed it to the old man.
Seeing the old man counting his money, Tang Baozhu put the jar of wine into her basket and weighed it; it was about five pounds.
"Sir, how much of this wine do you drink at once?"
As the old man counted his money, he casually remarked, "One or two ounces is enough before bed every night."
After counting the money and making sure there were no problems, he gave her a final word of advice: "Young lady, I'm not lying to you. This wine has a strong medicinal effect. If you're not in good health, it can also help to improve your condition. If you're prone to feeling cold, drinking this wine might cause a stomachache, but it will gradually get better. How effective it is depends on how healthy you were to begin with."
After the old man finished speaking, he fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper, which he handed directly to Tang Baozhu. "This is a recipe passed down from my ancestors. I'll give it to you. Anyway, I've already memorized the contents of the recipe, so I won't need it. It's perfect for you."
"Thank you very much, sir."
Having already given out the prescription, the old man felt as if he had accomplished a great task and went straight back to the market.
Tang Baozhu looked at the prescription. Although it was written in traditional Chinese characters, she was still able to recognize the characters because she had spent her entire previous life in ancient times.
No wonder the items are so expensive; they're made from ginseng that's a hundred years old, snow lotus, lingzhi mushrooms, and all sorts of other precious medicinal herbs, all of which are very old.
"Tsk tsk tsk," no wonder it's so expensive, and no wonder the old man only brewed three jars in his whole life. Judging from the medicinal herbs on it, being able to brew three jars is quite a feat for the old man in this area.
Some of the items inside are there, but there are many others that are not. I've heard of them, but I've never seen them before.
She could only ask the group members in the evening. She didn't need them to give her the older medicinal herbs; just some seeds would be fine. Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry to use them. If she couldn't use them in this life, she would definitely be able to use them in the next.
I put the recipe away in the warehouse. I was thinking of going to take a look at the embroidered shoes that the old lady was selling at the stall next to the old man's, but then I realized that my skills were much better than hers, so I decided to make more myself when I had time.
Moreover, having been separated from everyone for so long, she wasn't planning on wandering around anymore. Since she had already filled her stomach, she decided to wait outside the market.
Sitting 50 meters away from the market, I noticed that my colleagues from the educated youth settlement hadn't come out yet, and I was wondering if there was anything I hadn't bought.
I suddenly remembered that I bought a few rolls of cotton fabric when I first arrived, and I was thinking of buying more. Now that I have some time, I'll go again.
Although the uncle selling cotton cloth was puzzled, since he had just bought five rolls, why did he want to buy more now? Fortunately, he figured it didn't matter who he sold to, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Tang Baozhu, carrying several rolls of cotton cloth, continued to sit in the same spot, waiting for the others. She walked to a corner where no one was paying attention, put four bolts of cotton cloth inside, and held a roll in her hand, which she intended to use for crossing the main road.
While Tang Baozhu was getting bored, she felt a strong gaze and looked in the direction of it.
With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, he exuded an air of righteousness, stood ramrod straight, and gazed at Tang Baozhu.
When Tang Baozhu's eyes met his, she was instantly drawn to him; his deep gaze seemed to draw people in.
She quickly looked away, unaware that her ears had quietly turned red.
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