Chang Baicao was knowledgeable and had connections in the Imperial Medical Academy; Green Immortal was skilled in medicine making and had many prescriptions for elixirs; Xuanling was also a skilled physician and adept at interpersonal relationships. With the three of them working together, there was no need to worry about opening a pharmacy. Yun Qingran provided the money and ideas and then became a hands-off manager.
"Yan Yan, An An, are you happy?" Yun Qingran took Yan Yan and An An out for a stroll. The three of them each held a candied hawthorn and walked side by side.
"Happy," the two children replied happily, holding up their candied hawthorns.
Jun Yan Yan and Jun An An are almost four years old. The baby fat on their faces has lessened, and their stunning beauty is gradually becoming apparent. Passersby on the street look at them with amazement. However, no one goes up to disturb them, but simply watches them quietly.
"As long as you're happy, I'll take you out shopping often from now on," Yun Qingran said.
Kids should be happy.
"That's great!" Jun Yan jumped up happily.
Jun An'an pursed his lips, but couldn't suppress the upward curve of his mouth, showing that he was also very happy.
The siblings used to be in poor health and were confined to the house every day, longing for freedom. Now, their mother has not only cured their illnesses but also frequently takes them out to play. Having their mother is the luckiest thing for them.
“Mother, look, there’s a strange person over there,” Jun Yanyan said, pointing to a person not far away.
Yun Qingran looked in the direction Jun Yanyan pointed and saw a man squatting there. The man was tall and strong, with deep and wide double eyelids, deep eyes, long eyelashes like small brushes, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and light golden hair. He was very handsome.
“Sister, these aren’t strange people, they’re sand people,” Jun An’an explained to Jun Yan Yan.
“Oh, they are the Sand People.” Jun Yan Yan nodded.
Everyone knows that in addition to the four countries, there are also a small number of people living in the desert and Gobi and people living on the grasslands.
The people of the desert and Gobi, in modern times, would be equivalent to the people of the Western Regions. The people of the Western Regions are truly beautiful! I knew it; our ancestors didn't conquer the Western Regions for a few ounces of raisins.
"I don't think I've ever seen any Sand People in the capital or the upper capital," Yun Qingran asked, slurping a piece of candied hawthorn.
The Sand People are so good-looking and strong, and they are being severely suppressed by the four kingdoms, so why are there no Sand People servants in the capital and the upper capital?
It wasn't that Yun Qingran had a dirty mind and wanted to make the sand people her servants; she was genuinely curious.
“The Sand People, both men and women, are too good-looking and could easily become a source of trouble. So, although there are no explicit regulations in various countries, they naturally dare not use Sand People as servants,” Jun An’an said.
"Oh, I see." Yun Qingran understood.
"Come and take a look, have a look!" the sandman called out in broken Northern Yin language.
Yun Qingran looked at the floral cloth spread on the ground in front of him, on which some medicinal herbs were laid out. When she saw two of the herbs, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Ah Yue Hunzi, Bamboo Joint Cyperus," Yun Qingran murmured excitedly, then strode towards the sandman.
Jun An'an pulled Jun Yan Yan along to catch up.
"Madam, would you like to buy some medicinal herbs?" The sand man asked Yun Qingran, who was half-squatting in front of him, somewhat shyly.
"How much are these two medicinal herbs?" Yun Qingran asked him, picking up two of the herbs.
These two medicinal herbs, one called A Yue Hun Zi and the other called Zhu Jie Xiang Fu, are two of the nine medicinal herbs required for the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.
“One plant costs a thousand taels.” The sandman held up his fingers to indicate this, then quickly added, “Madam, you must be an expert. You recognized these two most valuable medicinal herbs at a glance. They grow in a very dangerous place, and I risked my life to harvest them.”
Compared to the other seven medicinal herbs, *Pistachios macrantha* and *Cyperus rotundus* are not particularly rare, but their growing environment is harsh, and harvesting them is indeed very dangerous. One thousand taels per plant is not expensive.
Yun Qingran opened her small bag to pay, but when she opened it, she found that it had everything except money.
I forgot, I gave all my money to the teacher, and now I'm a girl whose pockets are emptier than my face!
(ー_ー)!!
"Here, two thousand taels." Jun An'an handed the sandman two silver notes, one for one thousand taels.
"Thank you, young master, thank you, young master." The sand man accepted the silver note and thanked him happily.
"An'an, where did you get so much money?" Yun Qingran was a little surprised. A four-and-a-half-year-old kid could give away two thousand taels of silver.
“I saved it up.” Jun An’an counted on her fingers, “New Year’s Day, Renri, Shangyuan, Huachao, Shangsi, Sheri, Hanshi, Duanwu, Qixi, Zhongyuan, Mid-Autumn Festival, Winter Solstice, Laba Festival, and New Year’s Eve. For every festival, my grandfather, the ladies in the palace, and the princes would give my sister and me gifts and money. My father has been saving these gifts and money for us. Starting last year, he gave us the task of saving them ourselves. I have now saved one million taels.”
"Mother, don't you have one?" Jun Yanyan asked, looking at Yun Qingran with an envious expression.
Yun Qingran didn't know how to answer. Her current mood was probably exactly the same as when a certain celebrity asked a rich second-generation, "Do you have a movie theater at home?" and the rich second-generation asked back, "Don't you have one at home?"
"No, Mother doesn't have any." Yun Qingran shook her head.
In my past life, my third uncle swindled me out of all my New Year's money every year, so I never knew what New Year's money was.
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In this life, the original owner squandered all the money from her family. If she hadn't been quick-witted and knew how to make money, she would have starved to death by now, let alone receive New Year's money.
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“Then we’ll give Mom a New Year’s gift every year from now on.” Jun Yanyan looked at her mother with heartache.
My mother didn't receive any New Year's money! How pitiful!
"No need, no need." Yun Qingran waved her hand shyly. What kind of child gives their mother New Year's money?
"Mom, I'm giving you all the money I've saved up." Jun An'an pulled out a key from her pocket.
"No need, you can save your money yourself. It's a good thing to be able to save money." Yun Qingran patted Jun An'an's head with emotion.
"Madam is truly blessed," Sha Ren said with a smile, looking at Jun An'an and Jun Yan Yan.
“Yes, that’s right.” Yun Qingran nodded in strong agreement.
I am so grateful to have been able to have two such sweet little babies after being a mother without pain.
After paying, Yun Qingran carefully put away the two medicinal herbs and then continued shopping with her two children.
Now that we have six medicinal herbs, we only need to find the other three to refine the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.
The Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill was originally intended for Wu Yuan, but now that she knows Wu Yuan is Nangong Xu, Yun Qingran is conflicted. She's wondering whether to give it to him once it's finished.
From a moral standpoint, he saved me twice, and I had even volunteered to refine the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill for him.
However, from both sides' perspectives, saving him would be tantamount to saving the enemy.
Yun Qingran thought about it carefully and decided not to give it to him!
Saving the enemy is something only someone with an underdeveloped brain would do. As for morality, to hell with it!
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