The two only chatted for a while, and Qiu Herong, an old man in the world, had already seen everything about Dafeng.
He is an ordinary citizen with little knowledge, no brains, and no city government. He is the type who will follow others if they are fooled a little bit.
So when he saw that he was worried, Qiu Herong immediately acted like he was thinking about him and said: "This little brother, if you ask me, you might as well rent a yard in Yongzhou Prefecture, find two doctors, and do the shopping.
After the medicinal materials are collected, they are directly made into Jinchuang medicine here.
"These medicinal materials take up a lot of space, and once they are ready, the medicine will be reduced several times or even ten times in size. Then there is no need to bother at all. It is enough to hire a truck to take them away. It saves space and does not have to worry about the medicinal materials becoming damp and moldy. Isn't it the best of both worlds?
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Dafeng was actually a little moved when he heard this, but after thinking about it he hesitated and said: "But if we make so many golden sore medicines at once, if the government finds out, I'm afraid there will be trouble, right?"
"You can rest assured." Qiu Herong immediately patted his chest and said, "I have been in business for half my life anyway. The reason why I changed my career to the medicinal materials business in middle age is because I still have some skills in it.
As for the connections, I will take care of them a little and make sure no one comes to trouble you."
Although Dafeng wanted to get ahead of Brother Shun and make meritorious deeds, he hesitated when the time came.
And isn't this Qiu Herong a little too proactive?
Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Could he be a liar?
Once he had doubts in his heart, Dafeng immediately lost his previous eagerness and said vaguely: "Boss Qiu said this method is indeed good, but we haven't considered it before. We have to go back and discuss it before we can decide."
Qiu Herong looked at his expression and guessed what he was thinking. He secretly cursed himself for being too careless and hurriedly tried to save himself: "That's natural. For you, this is not a deal."
If you are doing a small business, you definitely need to be more cautious.
"But since you came to me, I will open the skylight and speak frankly to you.
"Although you bought a lot of medicinal materials, for my medicinal materials store, the profits here are actually very thin. Not only do I have to pay the freight, pay various exorbitant taxes, and at least help with the management, in the end I can't make much money at all.
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"But as long as you are willing to stay here to make medicine, there will be other benefits for me..." he said, pointing in the direction of Tong Niangzi Medical Center, "You should have seen it before, and now I am trying every possible means to follow up.
The owner of the medical center got in touch with him,
"You just buy it and leave. It's just a one-time deal. Medical clinics are a long-term business, so I'm counting on your business to pave the way for me!"
As he spoke, Qiu Herong winked at Dafeng and said, "If it really comes to pass, I can give you a little more benefit. We will benefit from each other. What a great thing!"
His words made Dafeng more lively. After returning home, he would be freed from his slave status and would have to make a living on his own. It would be great if he could have some living money in his hands.
But this is a big deal after all, and the banknotes are all in Brother Shun's hands. It's useless for him to agree. He still has to go back and make a plan with everyone.
Dafeng mentally estimated the approximate time when Brother Shun and his two brothers might come back, and said to Qiu Herong, "I understand. If we meet here again at this time in five days, I will definitely give you a message whether it works or not!"
Qiu Herong knew that if he said any more, he would alert the enemy, so he stopped pestering him and nodded, "Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."
Dafeng walked back absent-mindedly, sometimes thinking about the good life after being freed from slavery, and sometimes worrying about whether he would be deceived. His mood was ups and downs, and he didn't realize that Xie Yan was watching every move he made.
After Xie Yan heard the conversation between Qiu Herong and Dafeng, he immediately wrote a secret letter and sent it to Prince Rui's palace as quickly as possible.
At this time, in the Dongquan Temple outside the city, Mrs. Xu had burned some incense early in the morning. She felt a little more at ease and returned to the Zen room to rest for a while, and then brought Hanqiao there to ask for fortune-telling.
She shook the bamboo stick for a long time, and finally a bamboo stick fell out with "Nine Shisi" written on it.
Mrs. Xu took Hanqiao to change the signature paper. When she unfolded it, she saw two red words Zhongping written on it, and two lines of signature paper below.
It is true that two tigers cannot be accommodated in one cave, so they can take advantage of the wind to roost in different mountains, and keep the famous mountains as their nests, so as to avoid being disabled and regretting it later.
Seeing this signature, Xu immediately had a bad premonition, her heart pounded, and she quickly went to find a master in the temple to interpret the signature.
"Master, I don't know what this signature means. How can I explain it?"
The master who interpreted the signature took the signature, looked up at Xu and said: "As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. If the wind blows, you should ride the wind and live in separate ridges, each guarding its own nest, so as to avoid two families fighting each other.
Everyone in the family has suffered misfortune, and it is hard to recover from a mistake."
Mrs. Xu seemed to have some understanding after hearing this, but she was afraid that she had misunderstood. She took out a piece of silver and placed it in front of the monk and said, "Master, please tell me in detail."
Seeing that there was no one around, the monk who interpreted the lot raised his hand to cover the silver with the wide sleeve of his monk's robe and put it into his sleeve pocket. Then he said: "Whoever gets this lot will definitely not succeed in their plan, and even if it succeeds, it will be rare."
Let’s work together for a long time.”
When Mrs. Xu heard this, her whole heart was in knots, and she asked again: "I wonder if there is a solution?"
"There seems to be good fortune among the misfortune of this fortune. When encountering trouble, you must know the opportunity and retreat. If you can tolerate others, you can turn misfortune into blessing."
"Yes, thank you very much, master. I will always be patient and give in when encountering problems, and I will not fight with others."
After reading the lottery, Mrs. Xu was supposed to leave home as soon as possible, but after she returned to the meditation room, she still felt uneasy thinking about the lottery she had just drawn.
"Hanqiao, go and ask Zhike Monk to come over and say that I want to donate more sesame oil money to the temple."
In the past few years, Mr. Xu often came to Dongquan Temple, and every time he would send someone in advance to book the largest and best Zen temple on the top of the mountain.
Not only were the monks in the temple very familiar with her, but they also recognized the maid next to her.
When the monk Zhike saw Hanqiao, he realized that the magistrate's wife had actually stayed in the temple for one night and even burned incense. He was immediately shocked.
"I don't know that Madam's visit is really an oversight on the part of the temple and it has neglected this distinguished guest."
Mrs. Xu waved her hand and said: "Master, I can't blame you for this. I decided to come here on the spur of the moment, so I didn't book a monastery in advance. And I only stayed for one night before leaving. I don't know if anyone is staying in the monastery. I didn't want to embarrass the temple.
, so I randomly picked a Zen room.
"In addition, there are many refugees in Huguang recently, and the situation outside the city is not very stable, so I deliberately kept it quiet."
After hearing this, Zhike Monk breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Amitabha, Mrs. Shen is the one who has thought carefully."
"The reason why I came here suddenly this time is because something happened recently that made me feel quite uneasy.
"I originally felt more at ease after offering incense, but I didn't expect that I only got one lucky draw when I asked for a lottery, so I was wondering if I could do something more to ask for the Bodhisattva's blessings."
When the monk Zhike heard this, he immediately became energetic.