Chen Qingqing sneered inwardly, "If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. I don't believe I can't scare you, you rich but heartless, wicked man."
She spoke calmly, "Mr. Fan, as the saying goes, it's better to believe it exists than not to believe it doesn't. Since you've chosen to distribute porridge, you can't change your mind, otherwise it will seem like you're not sincere and your intentions are not firm."
"Miss Chen, what are you saying? I am most averse to such strange and supernatural talk. As long as my Fan family is safe and sound, what's ten days of porridge? I wouldn't even blink an eye even if it were a year." Fan Tong spoke with great magnanimity, but in reality, he was heartbroken.
Chen Qingqing raised an eyebrow and began to make up a story, "Actually, this is the best way to accumulate good karma. As the saying goes, helping others is helping yourself, and giving to others is accumulating blessings. You have to make up for what you lack. Giving porridge is relatively expensive, but it can quickly accumulate good karma for you."
“Yes, yes, Miss Chen is absolutely right. I’ll have someone arrange the porridge distribution right away.” Fan Tong called out to Shi Taishou, who was standing to the side, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get ready. We’ll start distributing porridge first thing tomorrow morning.”
"Yes, sir, I'll go prepare right away." Shi Taishou turned and left with a look of disappointment on his face.
Chen Qingqing feigned flattery, "Master Fan is truly a man of great virtue and righteousness. The disaster victims will thank you. Master Fan deserves this blessing. From now on, I hope you will do more good deeds and accumulate good fortune. Your ancestors will surely bless your whole family with peace."
Fan Tong beamed with delight at the flattery, "Of course, I will definitely listen to Miss Chen and do good deeds."
"Young Master Fan is out of danger, so I'll take my leave now so I can get back to Master Fan as soon as possible to refine some pills for him."
"Very well, thank you for your trouble, Miss Chen," Fan Tong said, taking out three taels of silver from his pocket. "This is the consultation fee, please accept it, Miss Chen."
Chen Qingqing was utterly contemptuous. A leopard can't change its spots; he claimed he was rich and didn't care how much money he spent, but he just tried to fob her off with this pittance.
However, since the purpose of distributing porridge had been achieved, he didn't argue with him and casually took the silver and put it in his pocket.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Fan Hun asked in a trembling voice, "Miss Chen, please wait. When will my hair grow back?"
"Don't worry, sincerity is key. If nothing goes wrong, your eyebrows and hair should grow back within a month."
"If it's slow, how long will it take?"
"If it takes a long time, it just means you're not sincere. Maybe it will never grow in your lifetime."
"Oh dear, this is so embarrassing, how can I go out and face people?" Fan Hun pouted and looked at Fan Tong. "Father, you'd better be sincere, otherwise I won't be able to face anyone."
"Alright, your father won't joke with your life. I know what to do." After saying that, Fan Tong instructed someone to arrange a carriage.
They left the Fan residence.
There were many beggars on both sides of the road, young and old, leaning against the roadside in twos and threes.
Although this year was a bad year for Anyang County, it received two rain showers, so the harvest was not completely lost.
However, Huaiyuan County next door was not so lucky. It is now August, and there has not been a drop of rain since spring planting. The crops in the fields have yielded no harvest, causing a large number of disaster victims to beg along the way to Qingshui Town.
Chen Qingqing's eyes were filled with sympathy. She knew she had little money, but being able to get the Fan family to provide porridge was, in a way, a good deed. She hoped these disaster victims could overcome their difficulties soon and return to their homes...
The carriage arrived home quickly.
Lin was sewing clothes, and Chen Han was sitting next to her writing.
"Qing'er is back. How is Young Master Fan's illness?"
Madam Lin had grown accustomed to the Fan family's frequent visits to invite her, and in her heart, she believed that her daughter's medical skills were superb.
"I gave him a few acupuncture treatments, and he's mostly recovered. With proper care, he'll be fine in the future."
Chen Qingqing went into the inner room as she spoke.
The man on the bed had his eyes closed and showed no signs of waking up.
Still worried, Chen Qingqing gave him a full body checkup.
All his indicators were normal, but the blood clot in his brain had not been fully absorbed, which should be the main reason for his unconsciousness.
She took out silver needles and applied them to important acupoints such as Baihui, Qianding, Shangxing, and Shenting.
I secretly hope he wakes up soon so he can leave us as soon as possible.
After all, the house was just two cowsheds converted into rooms. Even though there was a curtain separating them, it was still very awkward to live in the same room with a strange man.
What if he wakes up unexpectedly one day? Wouldn't that be awkward?
Remembering the medicine she had brewed that morning, Chen Qingqing went to the courtyard again, lit the medicine stove, and planned to brew the blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine and feed it to the man in the house, which would also help him wake up sooner.
She had already exchanged the silver notes given to her by the Fan family for one hundred taels of silver and put them into her spatial storage. She still had thirty-six taels of silver left from the last sale of ginseng. With this one hundred taels and the one given to her by Fan Tong today, she had a total of one hundred and thirty-nine taels of silver, plus a few hundred copper coins.
We've finally gotten through the hard times of not having enough to eat. Now we need to start building a house, otherwise this drafty cowshed will be uninhabitable in the winter.
Upon entering the space, Chen Qingqing was delighted to see the newly added precious medicinal herbs.
Later, we'll put all the treasures we've plundered into this place, and then sell some artificially cultivated ginseng. We can make a fortune by buying and selling these.
"Ding~~~ Host, don't be happy. Buying and selling is not advisable. There is no free lunch in the world, and there is no such thing as getting something for nothing. The first three times were free trials, and now that the three times have been used up, the host will have to pay to use anything here."
"Holy crap, are you kidding me? This is what you meant by 'it will shock me,' and you really did shock me."
Chen Qingqing decided to test the system's pricing method first. Looking at the traditional Chinese medicine in the medicine database, she decided to give Fan Tong some ginseng spleen-strengthening pills.
Thinking about it, I grabbed three boxes from the shelf.
"Ding, three boxes of Ginseng Spleen-Strengthening Pills cost 450 coins. Host, would you like to purchase?"
The panel that appears now displays "Yes" or "No".
Chen Qingqing nodded, and three boxes of medicine appeared in her hand.
"Ding~~~The host has spent 450 coins of the silver he deposited, leaving 139 taels and 528 coins. Do you wish to continue depositing?"
Chen Qingqing selected the 'Yes' button, saying, "You remember that damn ring of yours quite clearly."
"Of course. As the saying goes, family is family, and money is money. Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. Since Xiao Jie is born and lives with its host, it will naturally keep a clear record of every expense. That is my responsibility."
"Fine, you win!"
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