Rong Che went down to find the shopkeeper and asked him to buy some Bloodweeping Grass.
The shopkeeper kindly reminded: "You really cannot eat this Bloodweeping Grass for more than three hours!"
"Don't worry, shopkeeper." Rong Che just said that.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper had no choice but to obey the order and asked how much we wanted. Rong Che thought for a while and said, "We will leave in two hours. Please take as much as you want before leaving."
The shopkeeper thought for a while and then said: "Many of us here make a living by picking blood weeping grass, but there are not many such jobs on weekdays. If you let it go, there may be hundreds of people picking it...this amount...
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The shopkeeper is in a dilemma. After all, there is no specified quantity or kilogram, which is the hardest thing to grasp. How much is enough?
Rong Che just smiled and said: "No problem, tell them that as long as the quality is good, I will pay the market price per kilogram."
"Okay!" The shopkeeper was happy this time.
Within a moment, a hundred or so people were seen rushing out of the county town, scattering directly towards the Bloodweeping Grass.
He came back in half an hour at the fastest, carrying a basket of blood-weeping grass sprouts on his back. He was testing the waters. If he really got the reward, everyone would work harder. And he had time to make another trip.
Rong Che was surprised to see someone come so quickly, but he still asked the shopkeeper's arrangement clerk to collect the goods according to the quality. He advanced one hundred taels of silver to the shopkeeper.
The first person carried a basket of blood weeping grass with a total of three kilograms of buds. It was of high quality and received three coins of silver!
The man couldn't believe it. The market price was based on the kilogram, but if you buy several kilograms at a time, there is usually a discount, which is the so-called wholesale price.
He asked in a daze: "If I bring ten pounds, will it be the same price?"
The waiter looked at the shopkeeper, saw him nodding, and said: "As long as the quality is still good, I'll give you a tael of silver!"
The man was ecstatic after hearing this, and hurriedly ran out, carried a few more backpacks home, and went to the Bloodweeping Grass again. Soon the good news spread throughout the inn, and there was a steady stream of people delivering Bloodweeping Grass to the inn.
Absolutely.
Rong Che asked the waiter to take the blood weeping grass collected to the room upstairs and put it in the outside room. He would go in and get the empty basket after a while.
Yan Qing was waiting in the room. When a batch of Bloodweeping Grass was delivered, she stuffed a batch into the Najie. Time stood still in the Najie, and the plants inside would not change in any way.
Two hours later, Rong Che stopped the acquisition.
Despite this, Yan Qingzheng's salary limit is almost full.
Because Bloodweeping Grass is very light, it doesn't weigh much but takes up space.
The first person who came over came three times in total. The first time he got only three pieces of silver, the second time he got eight pieces of silver, and the last time in order to meet the two-hour deadline, he had to collect only a basket of silver.
In addition, we also collected blood weeping grass from several women at the gate of the county town at a price lower than the purchase price, because they could no longer keep up with the last minute.
He thus earned a total of three taels and five cents of silver, becoming the most profitable picker today.
Rong Che left a hundred taels of silver notes to the shopkeeper, and gave a reward of two taels of silver to each of the guys who bought the Bloodweeping Grass. Then he helped Yan Qing get on the carriage and left Lin Nancheng.
Qin He hurried over to see him off. Rong Che saw that the people here were living well, so he said: "I, Rong Che, am Prince Feng Rongxuan, not an immortal. You can write to the government to reimburse the reception expenses for the past few days."
After saying that, he turned around and got on the carriage and left the county directly.
Qin Hedun reacted on the spot for a while, and then suddenly realized that this was actually Prince Xuan, who was known as the "General of Ghosts and Gods"!
He was dripping with cold sweat, thinking that there was nothing wrong with him these past few days, then he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.
Then he showed a smile. Before Prince Xuan left, he wanted to go to the government office to report that Prince Xuan once visited Linnan County and was very satisfied. Not only could he receive some funds, but he could also improve his political performance.
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Not long after leaving Lin Nancheng, Rong Che controlled the flying carriage to fly in a deserted place.
Yan Qing took a sip of tea and asked, "Why isn't it going to the capital?"
"Since the blood weeping grass is safe to keep fresh, we might as well visit a few more places and prepare some more local specialties before going back."
"That's right!" Yan Qingzheng said, "Then where are we going now?"
"How about we go around the border of Fengrong Kingdom?"
"Go around Feng Rong?" Yan Qing's eyes widened, "Then it will take a long time to go around Feng Rong."
"We are not in a hurry, we have plenty of time."
Yan Qing nodded with a smile and said playfully: "In this case, when you go back and tell your brother the emperor, he will definitely envy you!"
"Why?"
"Although he is Feng Rong's emperor, he definitely doesn't have the chance to go around Feng Rong!"
"Yes!" Rong Che nodded in agreement. As an emperor, he is the least free person. Because of his noble status, he cannot leave the capital easily.
In fact, the emperor has a restless temper. If he were not the emperor, he would definitely visit every inch of land in the world.
Thinking of what kind of expression the Emperor would have on his face when he brought all the specialties from Fengrong's border towns back to tell the Emperor, Rong Che unexpectedly showed a rare proud smile.
"What did you think of that makes you so happy?"
"Brother Emperor... he would be so envious that he would want to cry..."
"Pfft..." Yan Qing couldn't help laughing.
Rong Che coughed lightly and said, "Let's fly slowly like this. When we encounter a place with good scenery, we will land and play. Don't limit the time, just follow your heart, okay?"
"Okay." Yan Qing nodded obediently, leaned into Rong Che's arms, and said quietly: "Since I was a child, I have been practicing and studying... I have never been so leisurely. I don't know why, but my heart
I always feel a little unsteady. Is it really okay to be so leisurely? There are obviously so many things to do.”
Rong Che felt a little distressed. Although he himself had been very self-disciplined since he was a child, he still had a lot of free time as a royal child. Li Qingzheng could have been an ordinary woman, living an elegant life and growing up leisurely, but she
So hard...
"We still have hundreds of years, so even if you take it easy for a few years, there's nothing wrong with it! Moreover, everything you want to do will not be accomplished overnight. Sometimes when you calm down and abandon all responsibilities, you will have different ideas."
Rong Che hugged his wife and patted her gently, as if to coax her to sleep.
Yan Qing was nodding his head. Maybe he had been too tense. He always felt that there was a lot to do, but he didn't know where to start. Maybe as Rong Che said, relax and think about things.
If you let your mind be empty for a while, you will have some clues.
After removing the heavy burden from his heart, Yan Qingzheng actually slowly fell asleep.
Rong Che looked at her sleeping face, so perfect. Even after several years of marriage, it still made his heart flutter.
But as her husband, Rong Che knew that there were some deep and shallow scars on her body, which were accidentally left while practicing.
And Yan Qingzheng didn't care about this. She remembered that on their wedding night, she asked Rong Che if he would mind and if he would feel ugly.
Naturally, Rong Che didn't think so. He just kissed all the scars on her body affectionately.
"Actually, if you mind, I can use the Beauty Pill." Yan Qing said this with a slight trembling.
Rong Che shook his head, hugged her tightly and said, "You don't have to change anything for me."
Because he likes everything about her!
This girl, when all the women were young, loved by their families, and grew up easily, she was thousands of miles away practicing alone and silently, which was even harder than him!
I really feel sorry for this girl, but I can't stop her lofty ideals, so I can only watch her busy and hardworking.
Whenever this happens, he feels that he is useless.
He sometimes thinks that if they are destined to be separated when the five hundred years are up, then he should make a deal with the Slaughter Demon Lord so that he can fully use his abilities, and then when the time comes, Qing'er will ascend.
, it doesn’t matter if he completely loses his soul!
In this way, with the slightest tangle and full of heartache, he took Yan Qing for a walk around the Fengrong border. Of course, he returned to Dongling Pass and went to the other courtyard to repair it for a few days.
Although they did not stay in one place for a long time, Rong Che deliberately slowed down the pace because he wanted to give Yan Qing a good rest. By the time they were really about to enter Beijing, a year had passed.
Yan Qingzheng has also completely recovered from the pain of losing his grandparents. He has a much clearer plan for the Guiyi Sect. He has also made a timetable and made plans for when and what to do.
As long as you proceed step by step, you will complete your original idea.
Jin Mang glared at Yan Qingzheng fiercely: "You two are going to have fun, but you treat me as a coolie, working here for you!"
Yan Qing was looking at Jin Mang who was feigning anger, and quickly went over to please her and took her arm, saying: "No, sister Jin Mang, I miss you too!"
"Don't come here!" Jin Mang glared at her and couldn't help but laugh.
Several people got together in the other courtyard for a few days and tasted specialties from various places. In the evening, Yan Qingzheng went to Jin Mang to talk. In fact, she was very concerned about whether Jin Mang had contacted Baili Xi in the past year, so she wanted to ask him privately.
ask.
"No," Jin Mang smiled, looking really calm, "Don't you know what your master's temperament is like? Elite disciples like them must be trained severely! I don't think there are any three
In five years, that little guy will not be released!"
Yan Qing nodded silently. The master had already been dissatisfied with the performance of these elite disciples before, so what Jin Mang said was indeed very possible.
"Sister Jin Mang, you..." Yan Qing was carefully trying to ask her if she missed Baili Xiyi.
"Okay, aren't you going to Beijing? Go back and get ready!" Jin Mang obviously didn't want to say more.
Yan Qingzheng had no choice but to stop here, since there was a long way to go anyway.
She could see that Jin Mang had been hiding and repressing his feelings. It was best for Baili Xiyi to be sincere this time, otherwise... Jin Mang would be too pitiful.
However, no one can interfere in other people's feelings or dictate. Yan Qingzheng finally sighed and returned to the room.
"Rong Che, let's go to Beijing tomorrow."
"Yeah." This was discussed long ago. Rong Che didn't know why she said that again. But he still nodded in agreement.
When he thought about meeting the Emperor's brother, he also wanted to see if the Emperor's mouth would be as flat as he expected and wanted to cry...
Here they were preparing to enter the capital with high expectations, but they didn't know that the emperor over there was already so angry that he jumped up and down.
The reason is that they have stopped in many towns on the border of Fengrong. The name of the Flying Carriage has long been resounding in Fengrong. The emperor may really cry with envy, but not for specialties such as Bloodweeping Grass, but for that.