At the end of the hour of You (5-7 PM), the candidates dispersed. Jin Shanyao hurriedly put away his banner and looked towards the exit, where candidates were leaving one after another.
Meng Anci, a small figure, squeezed among a group of students, dodging left and right, afraid of being stepped on.
" Anci, over here..." Jin Shanyao waved to the crowd.
Meng Anci's eyes lit up slightly. Carrying the book basket, he rushed to Jin Shanyao like a groundhog, tilted his head back, and asked with sparkling eyes, "Auntie, you haven't gone back yet?"
Jin Shanyao casually took the book basket. "I'm worried about you taking the exam alone inside. How's the exam? Are you tired?"
"Fortunately, I've filled it all out." Today's test was on classical texts, which are all things that require rote memorization, and Meng Anci was confident that he could get full marks.
Jin Shanyao smiled and took his hand, "Then let's go back, take a hot bath, eat our fill, get a good night's sleep, and fight again tomorrow!"
Meng Anci clenched her small fists, her face serious, and said, "Victory is certain..."
The three of them carried the banner and walked back, chatting and laughing. Just as they reached the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, they were stopped by the manager of Hall of Saving the World.
"Miss Jin, we've been waiting for you to come back!"
Jin Shanyao her head in confusion, "Isn't the transaction supposed to be at night?"
"It's almost 7 PM, isn't it late yet... Hurry, take me to see that shipment."
The shopkeeper waited in the shop all day, from the first light of dawn until dusk, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, but he didn't even catch a glimpse of the corner of a garment Jin Shanyao.
If a clinic wants to make a living, there are essentially two ways: one is to retain patients with excellent medical skills, and the other is to establish itself with high-quality medicinal herbs.
If you have either one of these, your business will be good. If you have both, you'll definitely become famous in the city and crush your competitors to take the lead.
Fearing that things might get complicated if he waited too long, the shopkeeper personally came to the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion to wait for her. Knowing that he had been a bit presumptuous, he stood awkwardly at the door, waving his hand at Jin Shanyao and laughing incessantly.
The Jin Shanyao left and right is a way to sell medicinal herbs; it's better to sell them sooner so I can spend more time with my child.
She led the shopkeeper to the backyard, where two cats and dogs were climbing on a pile of medicinal herbs in the warehouse.
"Where did these stray cats and dogs come from? Chase them away! They're ruining these perfectly good medicinal herbs!" the shopkeeper exclaimed.
He frantically searched for a stick, but then heard Jin Shanyao calmly say, " Dahuang, Xiaoli, come down."
The two cats and dogs jumped down from the pile of herbs and stood obediently beside Jin Shanyao. The shopkeeper blushed and laughed awkwardly.
Jin Shanyao forward, tore off a burlap sack, and opened it. The shopkeeper rushed forward to inspect it, and was greatly surprised... Good heavens, the sack was full of astragalus, and every single one was excellent.
He reached down and pulled out herbs that were the same size as those on top. He broke off a root, chewed it a couple of times, and his eyes lit up.
"Good medicine... good medicine, Miss Jin, how much do you have left? I'll take it all."
Jin Shanyao off another burlap sack and opened it. "It's not the season for gathering herbs now. Wait another two months, and there will be another batch. I'll bring it to you then."
The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, I'll go get it... I'll go get it myself," he said, "I can't let my competitors take advantage of such good medicinal herbs."
It doesn't matter who the Jin Shanyao; as long as the price is reasonable, it doesn't matter who it's sold to.
The two signed the contract, and only then did Jin Shanyao realize that the old man's name was Zhou Kang, also known as Old Medicine Zhou!
Old medicinal porridge??? Jin Shanyao his head, confused, thinking the other person liked medicinal porridge. Only after seeing them off did he realize that this was not the porridge he was looking for.
Having received the money, Jin Shanyao wanted to buy herb seeds, but she didn't have the time to look for them right away.
The following day, Meng Anci to the examination hall to take the exam. Jin Shanyao, still holding a cloth banner, squatted at the door telling fortunes. The yamen runner who was on duty yesterday was transferred.
The newcomer, having somehow gotten wind of the situation, remained silent. With his burly figure standing next to her, not even a ghost would dare approach, let alone seek her fortune-telling.
Three days passed in a flash, the prefectural examination was over, and she hadn't earned a single penny.
Jin Shanyao sighed softly, realizing she had lost money on her first business venture...
There's absolutely no hope in this life!
The results of the prefectural examination were scheduled to be released in ten days, Jin Shanyao planned to take her child back home first.
She understood that the results would be distributed to the various county governments, and she could find out the results at home anyway, so there was no need to stay put.
Before leaving, Jin Shanyao her promise and brought her two children to the government office to treat Su Wenqian.
Her method of finding tribute last time was so outlandish that it became common knowledge in the government office. Now, everyone working in the office knows her.
The gatekeeper greeted her with a smile, "Miss Jin, what brings you here?"
Before Jin Shanyao answer, the yamen runner who had made the appointment rushed out of the main hall. He leaned close to the gatekeeper's ear and whispered, "Miss Jin is the one I invited here to treat the lord's illness."
The gatekeeper's eyes darkened for a moment, then he smiled and said, "I didn't expect Miss Jin to know medicine. Please come in."
The constable led her across the main hall to the inner courtyard. "Miss Jin, I've already spoken to the magistrate, and he's very happy to know you could come."
As they spoke, the person knocked on the inner gate of the house, and soon a response came from inside.
The vermilion gate was opened, and a woman with her hair in two buns appeared before them. She glanced at the yamen runner and then at the woman with the Jin Shanyao.
He bowed respectfully and said, "Please wait a moment, young lady, I will go and inform them."
Jin Shanyao took the opportunity to survey the inner courtyard, with its blue bricks and gray tiles, and a covered walkway winding around a lotus pond, all exuding exquisite beauty.
She turned to the yamen runner and asked, "How much would it cost to build an identical government office?"
The constable's heart skipped a beat. "Miss Jin, you mustn't speak carelessly. Even if we're rich, we can't build a government office. If you like this house, you can find a craftsman to change its layout."
He secretly wiped the sweat from his brow. This girl was so young, how could she be so bold! Building a government office, she really dared to dream.
Soon, a woman dressed in fine clothes came out from the foot gate.
Her anxious expression was tinged with humility. "Miss Jin, we've been waiting for you! Please come in quickly..." Madam Su said, stepping aside to lead the way.
Jin Shanyao around the lotus pond, she caught a glimpse of a figure. She stopped and leaned back, smiling as she recognized who it was!
"Hey... my fairy... what are you doing here?"
Zhang Banxian suddenly turned around and met Jin Shanyao's gaze. His face, which had just been red with anger from arguing with the steward, instantly turned ashen.
He took off running, but his body froze on the spot, unable to move, and a huge panic surged into his heart.
Madam Su asked in confusion, "Does Miss Jin know this swindler?"
Jin Shanyao an eyebrow. "We've met a few times," she said, slowly walking up to Zhang Banxian. Zhang Banxian's pupils dilated in fright.
He tried to pull his legs up, but his feet seemed rooted to the ground and he couldn't move them. His whole body trembled uncontrollably.
He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "Master, Master, please listen to me, it was all a misunderstanding that day."
"Oh... is it a misunderstanding that someone was carried to my doorstep, or a misunderstanding that someone threw a torch at my house?"
Madam Su's smile vanished. This wasn't acquaintance; it was grudge! She kept giving the butler meaningful glances, urging him to take Zhang Banxian away quickly.
So as not to upset Jin Shanyao and prevent her from treating her husband.
The butler was furious. He had already dragged the man out the door, but Zhang Banxian sneaked back in when he wasn't looking. After being caught, he refused to leave, insisting on seeing who was stealing his business.
The butler grabbed Zhang Banxian's arm, his face grim, and said, "Come out with me quickly, lest you ruin the master's affairs."
Zhang Banxian was sweating profusely. "Do you think I don't want to leave? I want to leave more than anyone else, but this ancestor won't let me."
Seeing him trembling with fear, Jin Shanyao released him from his restraints and said calmly, "You have some skill, but don't try to cheat or deceive others in the future, lest you ruin your cultivation."
Zhang Banxian knew that Jin Shanyao powerful, but he didn't know that she could Immobilization Technique. Thinking about what he had done before, he felt that he had just walked through the gates of hell and that he had survived only because of her mercy.
He bowed repeatedly in fear, "Thank you so much, Master, for sparing my life! Thank you so much, Master, for sparing my life! I will certainly remember your advice!"
Before Zhang Banxian could finish speaking, he was dragged out by the butler.
Madam Su felt uneasy, regretting that she hadn't chased Zhang Banxian away sooner.