Next to Zhao Hai, stood an old man with white hair and beard, hands behind his back, seemingly leisurely, but his half-closed eyes occasionally opened, but clearly revealed a spine-chilling aura of intimidation. Most of the time, even Zhao Hai did not dare to look at him.
And this old man is Yongsheng Trading Firm's real sea-fixing needle, Elder Wen.
At this moment.
Elder Wen had slightly convex veins on the back of his hand, and his five fingers were firmly holding a box about a foot square, tightly tied with thick oilcloth and hemp rope, as if it was something extremely important.
"Elder Wen! Head Pot-Master Zhao! This trip has been really hard for you two!"
Shen Mi walked quickly from the warehouse with a perfect smile on his face.
"The Proprietor, please take a step to speak."
Elder Wen lowered his voice, invited Shen Mi to a corner away from the crowd, and then handed the box in his hand forward.
"This is?"
Shen Mi was a little confused and did not pick it up immediately.
Elder Wen whispered, "The north... is even more chaotic. This is my son who joined the army. He was pulled out from the pile of dead people in the massacre... It is a Treasure Medicine tree that has become a climate."
"Have you always seen Qingzhi?"
Shen Mi's first reaction was concern, with a slight frown.
"See you."
Elder Wen said slowly.
"He is currently guarding the post road checkpoint. Although he is far away from the front line... but who can say for sure? With an order issued today, he may be filled in the trench tomorrow..."
Elder Wen sighed.
"I want to ask the Proprietor to take over this Treasure Medicine... so that I can use the money to clear things up... I don't dare to hope to bring him back, I just want him not to be sent to the front to die... I... I am just such a son..."
"Okay, I'll take this Treasure Medicine. You can make a price."
Elder Wen raised his head suddenly, as if he didn't expect Shen Mi to agree so simply.
"The Proprietor, you'd better take a look at the goods first..."
"No, I'll give you whatever you want." Shen Mi said simply.
"..."
Elder Wen's lips trembled. Looking at Shen Mi's magnanimous expression, a layer of mist suddenly filled his eyes, which had experienced countless storms and had become as cold as iron.
"Three... three hundred taels..."
This is not a small amount, and it is obviously watery. Elder Wen said it with great difficulty, his tone full of shame.
"Okay, after unloading the goods, you can go to the accounting room and I will ask Chen to give you some money."
"Chen... enshrine?"
Elder Wen was startled, and his eyes immediately turned to the young man in the distance, who could handle all the complicated affairs while strolling in the courtyard.
"Yes, that's him."
Shen Mi The corners of his lips raised slightly.
"His name is Chen Cheng, he is my newly hired accountant, and he is also the guardian of the nursing home... Don't look at his young age, in fact, he has already condensed Second-Incense Blood Qi, he is a rare talent!"
"Oh?"
Elder Wen heard this and immediately became interested.
"Looking at him, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, right? He has already achieved so much... It is true that a hero emerges from a young age, and his future life is formidable!"
"I'm very optimistic about him."
Shen Mi's tone was a little more serious, and even clearly revealed a sense of entrustment.
"From now on, I ask you to keep my humble opinion in mind. If he is on the path to martial arts, if he has anything to ask you for advice, I hope you will not hesitate to give me your advice."
"It's natural!"
Elder Wen nodded heavily. Although he didn't say much, he had already made up his mind... He would repay his financial debt to Shen Mi with favors. Chen Cheng, he would definitely treat her with sincerity.
Over there in the warehouse.
Chen Cheng is much more efficient than Zhang Gu, saving a lot of time.
Everyone in the caravan was exhausted from the journey and was able to go back to rest earlier. Naturally, they were full of praise for Chen Cheng and were sincerely convinced.
Return to the counting house.
According to Shen Mi's instructions, Chen Cheng took out three official banknotes with a denomination of 100 taels from the silver cabinet and handed them to Elder Wen.
Elder Wen took it, carefully folded the banknote with trembling hands, and hid it close to his body.
He was extremely grateful to Shen Mi, and he also felt a little more sincerely fond of Chen Cheng, a young man who was neat and calm in his work, and he also solemnly thanked him.
Wait until Elder Wen leaves.
Chen Cheng showed some curiosity that a young man should have on his face at the right time, and said.
"The Proprietor, forgive me for my limited knowledge... What exactly is Treasure Medicine? Is it really worth such a high price?"
At present, Chen Cheng owns more than one hundred taels of cash. Compared with before, he can be said to be truly rich. However, compared with Treasure Medicine, it pales into insignificance.
Shen Mi nodded and explained seriously.
"The so-called Treasure Medicine is a rare and rare thing among countless ordinary medicinal materials, which was created by chance and chance."
"Most Treasure Medicine are of great benefit to Martial Artist's cultivation. Some can strengthen Qi and Blood, some can improve the efficiency of cultivation, and some can improve Root Bone. What's more, after taking it, Martial Artist can directly break through the realm!"
She paused and looked at Chen Cheng with her beautiful eyes.
"Because of this, any Martial Artist with a little bit of knowledge is extremely thirsty for Treasure Medicine... especially those Treasure Medicine that can help people directly break through the realm, all of which are sky-high prices!"
"It's just..."
She changed the topic and her tone suddenly became serious.
"Wherever Treasure Medicine grows, there are always inaccessible desperate situations and death places. Either they are occupied by spiritual and ferocious monsters. Or they are filled with a poisonous miasma that corrodes bones and carrion all year round."
"In some places, it is said that the yin and yang are in reverse, accompanied by various strange phenomena. People with weak minds approach, ranging from madness to severe decay of flesh and blood, turning into nourishment for Treasure Medicine."
"The dangers are so numerous that behind every Treasure Medicine in the world, there is no telling how many lives are involved..."
"So."
Shen Mi concluded.
"The value of Treasure Medicine lies in its heaven-defying effectiveness, and even more valuable in the price required to obtain it."
"... I see."
Chen Cheng listened silently, becoming more and more curious, and said.
"What is the specific effect of Treasure Medicine, the strain of Elder Wen?"
"Let's take a look together."
Shen Mi Put the box on the table, untie the hemp rope and oilcloth, and slowly lift the lid.
Inside the box is a red silk substrate, with a few strands of silk thread holding a withered plant that looks like a dragon's claw. Its skin has clear scaly lines, and the tips of its five forked branches are actually glowing with a faint golden light.
Even the most ignorant person can see at a glance that this is an extraordinary thing.
"It's Dragon Claw Herb! Moreover, it's the appearance of Five-Claw Golden Ray!"
Shen Mi's beautiful eyes were slightly bright, but her emotions did not fluctuate much, and her tone was calm.
"This Treasure Medicine can greatly improve the efficiency of cultivation. The effect is three to five times that of the ordinary Blood-Boosting Powder, and the medicinal effect lasts longer."
"Only... three to five times?"
Chen Cheng was startled at first.
A bottle of Blood-Boosting Powder only costs five taels of silver. Even if this strain of Dragon Claw Herb is worth twenty or thirty bottles, its value is far less than two hundred taels.
The Proprietor suffered a big loss?
No!
Chen Cheng quickly realized that Elder Wen was in urgent need of money, so the three hundred taels given by Shen Mi was partly for medicine and partly for sympathy.
Treasure Medicine has a price, but friendship cannot be measured by money.
Thinking of this, Chen Cheng couldn't help but look at Shen Mi.
At this moment, Shen Mi also looked at him, and there seemed to be something different from usual in those long autumn eyes.
"The Proprietor? You... why are you looking at me like that?"
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