The old lady didn't take it, and directly asked Aunt Zhao to hand the things to Feng Yuheng: "Ah Heng, take a look at it yourself, is there anything wrong?"
Shen glared at him and said, "What's wrong with that? I've already handed it over, what else do you want?"
The old lady slammed the table and said, "You are the one who is rebelling!" The sound was so loud that everyone in the room shrank their necks in fear.
Feng Yuheng reminded her at the right time: "Grandma, please don't get angry. Your health is more important."
The old lady nodded and urged, "Take a look at these things."
Feng Yuheng took the three deeds in her hand and walked back to Yao, "Aunt, can you take a look at these?"
Yao took it and looked at it. She saw that one was from Baicaotang, another was from a jewelry store, and the other was from an antique shop.
These things were personally selected by Old Doctor Yao as a dowry for her when she got married. She only thought that the three shops were profitable businesses that could supplement her daughter's livelihood. However, she did not expect that she would never see these shops again since the day she married into the Feng family.
"That's it." Yao was filled with emotion.
Feng Yuheng flipped through several account books again. She couldn't understand the specific details, but the final general ledger clearly showed that the three shops were heavily in debt. Not only did they not make any money, they also lost everything.
Seeing her raised eyebrows, Shen snorted coldly and began to warn her: "Look carefully, how much money the Feng family has invested in your shop over the years. Every penny is clearly written down. Now that you want the shop back, you have to calculate the money you have lost."
As soon as she said this, most of the people in the room were stunned.
They were all old people in Feng Mansion, and they knew what kind of shop the Yao family had given them. A herbal medicine shop, a jewelry shop, an antique shop, which one was not a profitable business, so why did they lose money?
The old lady naturally knew what Shen was planning, but since Shen had been running the shop for the past few years, she had no say in the matter.
Feng Yuheng had no doubts about this, and only said, "Don't worry, mother. I will ask someone to check the accounts. If there is really a debt, it is only right to pay back the money. But those who have been managing the business for years must also take responsibility for poor management. Also," she looked at Shen coldly, "if it is found that the actual business conditions are inconsistent with what is described in the account book, please give an explanation to Ah Heng and the Feng family."
Shen didn't understand: "What should I tell the Feng family? Isn't the shop yours?"
Ah Heng asked back, "Now you know the shop is mine? Who said that when a woman gets married, everything belongs to her husband's family?"
Shen knew she was in the wrong, so she rolled her eyes and refused to continue the conversation. However, she felt guilty about Feng Yuheng's checking of the accounts, so she said awkwardly, "I am the head of the Feng family. How dare you, a concubine's daughter, question me now? Where have you learned any rules?"
Feng Yuheng said, "In the deep mountains of the northwest, the Feng family really didn't find anyone to teach Ah Heng the rules."
The old lady also reminded Shen: "You are still the mistress of the Feng family, but you can no longer be the mistress of this family!"
Shen was so angry that she was gasping for breath. She stood up and pointed at everyone and yelled, "You all colluded with each other! You all did it on purpose!"
Feng Yuheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and just bowed to the old lady: "Grandma, Ah Heng will take his leave first. I took these shops back today and wanted to go out of the house to check them out. It's a good opportunity to ask Grandma for confirmation."
The old lady nodded: "Go! Bring the maid with you and come back early."
Ah Heng bowed and took his leave, and Yao and Zirui also left.
The old lady glared at Shen and warned her coldly, "Don't let your own behavior ruin Chenyu's future. If you don't change, the Feng family can consider sending you to a temple."
As for Feng Yuheng, she took Huang Quan and Qing Yu out of the house right after coming out of Shuya Garden. This was her first time leaving the house after returning to the capital, and she immediately felt that she could breathe more smoothly after leaving the one-third acre of land under the jurisdiction of the Feng family.
Huang Quan turned around and glared at Feng Fu, saying angrily: "Second Miss, please bear with it for a few more years. We will never come back again. What kind of family are they?"
Even Qingyu couldn't stand the Feng family's faces, "Isn't the master the prime minister? I can't believe that a prime minister has such a mistress in his house."
Feng Yuheng shrugged: "If you want to see something exciting, you can see it these years. In this mansion, everyone can sing a solo, and they can sing very well."
Huang Quan resumed his cheerful look and said, "That's good. It will save us from being bored. Just treat it as a way to amuse them, and give them a whip from time to time."
Qingyu pouted and said, "Sister Huangquan, please don't talk about hitting people all the time."
Huang Quan hooked her shoulder and teased her: "A little tree won't grow straight unless it is beaten."
The few of them chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at Baicaotang.
Feng Yuheng did not lead anyone in directly, but stood at the door of the shop pretending to look at things.
There were people coming and going in the herbal medicine shop, and many of them came to get medicine. The shop assistants were busy running around. A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper stood in front of the counter, holding something in his hand and talking to an old man with gestures.
Feng Yuheng and the other two walked closer, and heard the man say, "This is a 500-year-old ginseng. I'm telling you, old sir, if you hadn't said that your wife was seriously ill and urgently needed ginseng to prolong her life, I wouldn't have given you such a good thing."
The old man looked at the things in the shopkeeper's hand in confusion and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't buy something so good. How much does a 500-year-old ginseng cost? I can't afford it even if I sell the house at home!"
"Hey?!" The shopkeeper patted his shoulder and said, "Old sir, I saw that you might not be a well-off person, so I didn't give you those that are over a thousand years old. But why do you buy ginseng? To prolong your life! What if those that are several decades or one or two hundred years old can't prolong your life? Your money will be wasted! Money is only a part of your body. The most important thing is to save your life!"
"But...but I have no money!" The old man became anxious and started to search his pockets.
The shopkeeper's eyes were fixed on the small cloth bag that the old man took out. It was filled with loose change, which could not exceed twenty taels when put together.
"I borrowed money from every household in the village, but it's still not enough to buy a 500-year-old ginseng!"
The shopkeeper curled his lips and said, "Yes, it's a little less." Then he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Baicaotang is based on curing diseases and saving lives. We can't refuse to treat patients just because they don't have money!" As he spoke, he grabbed all the silver from the old man. The old man was reluctant to give it back and wanted to snatch it back, but he couldn't snatch it back from the shopkeeper. "Here, take the ginseng!" The shopkeeper stuffed the so-called 500-year-old ginseng into the old man's hand, "Go back quickly to extend your wife's life!"
When the old man saw that the ginseng was in his hand, he was so grateful that he didn't know what to say. He simply knelt down and kowtowed to the shopkeeper: "Good man! I kowtow to you! Thank you for saving my life!"
The shopkeeper quickly helped the man up and said, "No, no! This is what herbal medicine should do. Go back quickly to cure the disease and save lives."
Seeing the old man staggering away with the ginseng in his arms gratefully, Huang Quan twitched his lips and asked, "Is that ginseng?"
Qingyu also didn't believe it: "Another five hundred years?"
Feng Yuheng snorted coldly: "It's just a broken tree stump." Then he ordered Huang Quan: "Go and bring that old gentleman back."
Huang Quan nodded: "What about the young lady?"
Feng Yuheng walked towards Baicaotang: "It seems that there are a lot of good things here. Since someone has already bought ginseng, I will buy something else."
Huang Quan chased after the old man with a smile, and Qingyu followed Feng Yuheng into Baicao Hall.
When the shopkeeper saw a well-dressed girl coming in, followed by a maid, he knew that this must be an important customer, so he quickly let her in, and waited for her to sit and pour her tea. After a lot of busy work, he nodded and asked Feng Yuheng, "Does this lady want to buy medicinal herbs or see a doctor?"
Feng Yuheng asked: "Besides selling medicinal herbs, do you also treat illnesses?"
The shopkeeper said proudly, "Of course! We have two doctors in Baicao Herbal Medicine. One doctor takes turns sitting in the clinic every day, and the other doctor is in charge of making house calls."
Feng Yuheng nodded, looked around the medicine hall, and then said, "My mother fell ill yesterday, and the doctor prescribed a prescription with a Lingzhi in it, saying that the older the better. I heard that Baicaotang has the most complete range of good medicinal materials, so I wanted to take a look. I am a girl and don't know anything. I was afraid that I would be cheated if I came out to buy expensive medicinal materials, but just now I saw that the old gentleman was so grateful to Baicaotang, and I thought that such a big medicine hall would not cheat people."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he did not feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he quickly and accurately received the message that Feng Yuheng "knows nothing" conveyed to him. He smiled and ordered the waiter: "Go! Take out the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from the sixth drawer of the third row of the cabinet on the north side of the inner room."
The waiter responded helplessly, and glanced at Feng Yuheng worriedly. The shopkeeper shouted, "Go! What are you dawdling for?
Soon, a wooden box was brought out by the waiter. The young man, who was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, lowered his head, held the wooden box high, and winked at Feng Yuheng through the half of his face blocked by the wooden box.
Feng Yuheng saw the waiter's mouth shape and said, "Don't buy it."
She smiled and nodded, and remembered the waiter in her heart.
The shopkeeper took the wooden box, kicked the waiter away, and then held it in front of Feng Yuheng flatteringly: "Miss, please have a look." As he said that, he opened the wooden box, and a huge so-called Ganoderma lucidum appeared in front of Feng Yuheng and the others. The shopkeeper continued: "A thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is hard to find in the world!"
"Oh?" Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the Ganoderma lucidum carefully. "Is it hard to find in the world? It seems that Baicaotang is really a treasure land."
The shopkeeper was only thinking about how to get the money, and didn't hear the sarcasm in Feng Yuheng's words at all - "Miss, you are right, you saw the old man coming to buy ginseng just now. Whether it is 500-year-old ginseng or thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, as long as you tell me the name, I can get any medicinal material!"
"How much does the shopkeeper want for this Ganoderma lucidum?" She squinted her eyes and looked at the shopkeeper, who had shifty eyes and looked like a bad guy.
"How much do you want to pay, young lady?" the shopkeeper asked. "You know, a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is hard to find. I'm afraid it would be a sky-high price. But young lady, you want to buy the Ganoderma lucidum to save your life, so how much do you want to pay? Name a price, and if it's about right, I'll give you the Ganoderma lucidum. After all, saving lives is important, and I can't delay your wife's illness because of a little money."
If you didn't know the truth, you would be really moved by this shopkeeper.
But he couldn't move Feng Yuheng, because Feng Yuheng knew clearly that the damn Ganoderma lucidum in the box was actually a piece of bark polished to look like Ganoderma lucidum.
They use tree roots as ginseng and tree bark as Ganoderma lucidum, so they don't waste it.
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