Incense and candle shops sell incense, lights, candles, gold foil, silver paper and other things that pray to gods and Buddhas, as well as portraits of gods and Buddhas, porcelain and gold bodies.

Back then, the old Taoist was a regular customer of this shop. After all, he had to worship the statue of the Taoist god in the Taoist temple, and the incense was not cut off every day. Although Qin Xianyu was a disciple of the old Taoist, he only knew a little about this kind of thing. What he really learned from the old Taoist was the ability to defend medicine, not the etiquette of burning incense and worshiping gods.

Although Qin Xianyu was in the Taoist temple, he did not worship gods and Buddhas. Therefore, since the death of the Taoist immortal, this incense and candle shop has lost one major regular customer.

When he saw Qin Xianyu, a young Taoist priest who did not worship the statue of the Taoist god, the shopkeeper immediately remembered that his business had been deserted over the years and he lacked such a wealthy incense burner. It was all because of this guy who did not worship the gods and Buddhas, and he did not have much good expression at the moment.

Qin Xianyu laughed secretly, but didn't buy anything. He just grabbed more than twenty handfuls of incense, bought a candle, threw dozens of silver coins, and left.

Originally, he sold more than twenty handfuls of incense, which was considered a business trip. The business was not small, but the shopkeeper always felt that the little Taoist priest in front of him was probably not buying it to burn incense and worship the gods. He was still a little aggrieved in his heart, thinking to himself why the old Taoist priest has returned to heaven? Why didn’t you worship a god if you accept a disciple?

Qin Xianyu left the shop, but saw a strong young man passing by.

"Wang Ji?"

Qin Xianyu paused slightly and turned around and recognized that this sturdy young man was a young man from the same village as Li Ding. He looked like a sturdy young man, but he was actually not yet eighteen years old.

Although Wang Ji is tall, he is not very smart and is called a big fool. Qin Xianyu also recognizes him and knows that this person is not stupid, but he is not very smart than ordinary people. To be honest, he is just too honest and has a simple idea.

Qin Xianyu glanced at a pot of grass in his hand, and his pupils immediately shrank.

That's bonsai.

But slightly different.

The grass was planted in a rusty cauldron with rusty marks on it, but the one that really made Qin Xianyu look shiny was that grass.

This grass is called Han Nian Grass, which has the effect of refreshing the spirit. It has seven branches, and each of the branches has two leaves. As long as the leaves are picked off, they will grow again in seven days.

And the real effect is these leaves.

These leaves can refresh their spirits and are also useful in pharmacies. However, there are many similar medicinal materials in pharmacies, so they do not appear precious. However, for the incense shop, this cold year grass is extremely rare, because the leaves are ground into powder and added to the incense, which not only refreshes the spirit, but also eliminates the disadvantages.

Generally speaking, the incense made of mixed with cold-year grass leaf powder is of high quality and much more expensive, and only wealthy families can afford it.

"The incense of thread mixed with grass powder is much more expensive, but grass powder is difficult to condense and the color is not good-looking. It is quite difficult to remove the green color. If a piece of grass leaves in the cold year is sold, one piece will only cost two silver coins, and these fourteen pieces will be twenty-eight silver coins."

Qin Xianyu looked at the cold Nian grass and thought to himself: "Just sell leaves, why did Wang Ji move the entire cold Nian grass?"

The cold-nian grass grows leaves every seven days, which means that twenty-eight silver coins can be obtained out of thin air every seven days. Although this money is not too much, it is quite considerable. How could anyone sell the cold-nian grass?

It was almost a money tree.

According to ordinary people, hens that can lay eggs are all treasures.

"What? Are you going to sell this cold year grass?"

The shopkeeper's voice came from it.

A click.

Qin Xianyu accidentally dropped two handfuls of bamboo strips on the ground. He smiled bitterly, picked up two handfuls of incense and wanted to leave. But he was also extremely puzzled. This cold-nian grass is simply a money tree. Why did Wang Ji sell it?

As soon as he took a step, he heard the sound of the shopkeeper shouting from inside.

"I'll give you three taels of silver, no more."

"Although the Han Nian grass is good, it is not easy for me to make it into a silk incense. The process cost... good, no matter what the other ones, I will only talk about the price of leaves. Look at your grass, it is not well raised, it is as depressed as if it is sick. I don't know if it can grow leaves in seven days."

"According to my usual price, one leaf is one silver, and you only have fourteen silver coins in seven days. My three taels of silver are only three hundred silver coins, which is enough to cover your cold-year grass leaves for almost a year, and it is not easy to raise this cold-year grass."

The shopkeeper shouted loudly and screamed constantly, and Qin Xianyu vaguely heard a little bit of undetectable joy from the chattering sound.

Wang Ji just said nothing, probably because he didn't understand the tricks inside, and just felt that the shopkeeper was very reasonable.

Qin Xianyu sighed in a low voice and said to himself: "This shopkeeper is really bad-hearted."

Generally speaking, if you buy a pharmacy, you can buy a pharmacy for one and a half coins, and about three scattered leaves, you will get two silver coins. The incense and candle shop can make incense, and two silver coins are considered to be lower. If it is more reasonable, a scattered leaves should have two and a half silver coins.

The shopkeeper actually only gave a price of one silver, which was really too low.

Qin Xianyu was about to leave, but after thinking a little, he finally turned around and returned to the store.

"Three taels of silver are too low."

Qin Xianyu entered the store, pointed to the Hannian grass and said, "A leaf is less than two silver coins, fourteen pieces are twenty-eight silver coins, twenty-eight silver coins every seven days, and you will get three taels of silver in a short time. What's more, the Hannian grass grows so vigorously that it can grow leaves every seven days. The subsequent leaves are endless money. If you want to buy this money tree, not to mention three taels, even thirty taels will be low."

"You..." The shopkeeper was trembling with anger. Wang Ji was about to agree, but why did he have such a meddling man? He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What do you know? I want to use it to make incense, the craftsmanship and means..."

Qin Xianyu laughed and said, "That's your business. I will only talk about the price of the leaves and the price of the Han Nian grass. As for how you use it to make money, how to make it, and how to sell it at a high price later, that's your business."

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "It is not easy to maintain this cold year grass. Do you know how much oil you need to use to cultivate it every day? Do you know how much time it takes?"

"This...this..." Wang Ji stuttered: "That...this grass... doesn't need to be maintained, it...it grows by itself."

"Fuck, who doesn't know that Han Nian Grass should be treated with grease?" The shopkeeper said angrily: "You fool don't make drafts when you lie. Just a few taels of silver are needed, don't pull it down."

Qin Xianyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "It's more than three taels to sell it to the pharmacy?"

The shopkeeper was furious, waved his hand and shouted, "What's your business? Memorize others and get out for me!"

Wang Ji showed annoyance to Qin Xianyu, and then said to the shopkeeper: "I...I want six taels to be enough, you..."

The shopkeeper snorted: "No more than that."

Qin Xianyu pulled Wang Ji and said, "Take you to the pharmacy and sell this cold year grass."

Wang Ji hesitated a little.

The shopkeeper finally changed his color slightly and said, "I'll give you four taels."

Qin Xianyu pulled Wang Ji out.

"Five taels!"

"Six taels!"

"I'll give eight taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper behind him saw that they were determined to leave, and the money increased higher and higher.

Wang Ji showed an expression of intent and wanted to go back.

Qin Xianyu grabbed him and said, "This Han Nian grass is a money tree. The leaves produced every month, change the place and seek a fair price. It's enough for you to live. Why do you want to sell it?"

Wang Ji lowered his head slightly and said silly: "I...I will marry a wife."

Qin Xianyu froze slightly.

Wang Jihan smiled and said, "My wife...her family wants six taels of silver."

Qin Xianyu pondered for a moment and said, "This is only six taels, what about your other things? For example, betrothal gifts or wine tables, don't you need money?"

Wang Ji was shocked, "This..."

"I'll give you ten taels." Qin Xianyu sighed slightly, took out the money bag, and while no one was stuffed into Wang Ji's hand, he said, "You'll put it down if you don't show your wealth."

Wang Ji was immediately overjoyed. Looking at Qin Xianyu, he burst into tears and his words were not smooth.

Qin Xianyu shook his head slightly and said, "Actually, if this grass is worth thirty taels of silver in the big city, but in this small city, there are only ten taels of silver, and no one will give you too much price. If I really want to say that, I will buy it with ten taels of silver, and I will still make your profit."

"Not afraid or not."

Wang Ji grinned and said, "You think it's worth it, I...I'm happy."

Qin Xianyu couldn't help laughing and said, "Go back."

Wang Ji nodded quickly, stuffed the Han Nian grass into Qin Xianyu's arms, turned around and ran home.

Qin Xianyu held this grass and somehow remembered something.

"It's probably just a rumor."

It is said that if the cold year grass is allowed to grow and does not pick the leaves for ten years, it will have ten years of efficacy precipitation. It is said that the amazing cold year grass leaves are priced at several taels of silver per piece.

However, it is really difficult to raise the cold year grass, and it usually only lasts for eight or nine years.

What's more, a small amount of money can be found every seven days, but for ordinary people, it is quite considerable. Who can hold back the ** and not touch it for ten years?

It is said that less than ten years later, the leaves of the cold-year grass are only equivalent to an ordinary cold-light grass leaf. Even if they grow for nine years and eleven months, they will not be able to do so. Once there are problems with the cold-light grass, all the previous efforts will be wasted. Even if the existing leaves are several years old, they will still be only two silver coins.

Only after ten years is it extraordinary.

In medical books, I mentioned the cold year grass of these ten years, and even mentioned the "cold year grass of a hundred years", but it was only mentioned in one sentence.

"I thought too much."

Qin Xianyu thought about it, laughed silently, and then went back to the Taoist temple.

As he walked, his face changed slightly.

Someone followed behind him.

After Qin Xianyu took the spiritual water from the jade pill, his ears and eyes were clear and his intuition was extremely sharp. He sensed that someone behind him, so he closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Sure enough, footsteps came from behind. Although the man's footsteps were pressing down, Qin Xianyu still heard them.

His heart tightened slightly. He had already left the city at this time, and there were not many people on the road.

So he walked a fork in the Han Nian grass.

The fork leads to a hill.

Most people cut grass and wood to go back to burn fire, but they mostly cut grass from this hill.

Branches are scattered all over the hills.

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