Hua Fushu said: "I know, I know, I cherish my life the most."

Ye Zelin sent flowers to help Shu out of the school, and happened to meet Mr. Kong in the corridor.

Mr. Kong was wearing a tile-green cotton robe with wide sleeves embroidered with Ruyi dark patterns. He was holding a book in his arms. The wrinkles on his face were as serious and stereotyped as him.

Looking at Mr. Kong offering wine, Hua Fushu thought of the scholar who used a ruler to punish his students. She had no reason to be nervous. Mr. Kong was upright and serious, and his words and deeds should not go out of line. If anyone in Tokyo is the most polite and polite, it is him. genus.

This is not the most important thing. Mr. Kong demands perfection and can do the best and better for others, so he is not allowed to do things well.

Hua Fushu subconsciously moved back a little. She has grown up and has never been afraid of anyone else except her mother, Mrs. Qi Die.

In fact, with Mr. Kong’s serious and rigid appearance, many people would want to stay away when they see him.

Ye Zelin glanced at Hua Fushu without moving. She was not afraid of the plague in Beijing, but was afraid of his teacher, as if his teacher was terrible.

He always felt that she was very courageous, but he never thought that courageous people could sometimes be timid.

Ye Zelin bowed his hands and said, "Student pays homage to Sir."

Hua Fushu followed Ye Zelin and bowed to Mr. Kong.

Ye Zelin said: "This is the student's wife, Mrs. Hua."

Mr. Kong nodded slightly in response, his old face still serious and rigid.

Ye Zelin got out of the way and stood aside. Hua Fushu moved away and stood beside Ye Zelin.

Mr. Kong went straight to the school.

Hua Fushu shrugged and said, "Your teacher is really scary. He is serious and dignified. He is indeed a former Imperial Master."

Ye Zelin said: "The teacher is very nice, you don't have to be afraid of him."

Hua Fushu said: "I'm not afraid of seriousness. Your teacher's majesty is very strong."

The plague spread to the outskirts of Beijing. As the number of sick people increased, the medicinal materials needed to treat the plague became increasingly scarce. There were not many medicinal materials left that had previously been purchased from pharmacists. The money allocated by the imperial court to the City Patrol Department to purchase medicine was limited, and it was not enough to pay for the medicine that needed to be bought next. Qin Youran added part of it himself, and the rest was mobilized to raise donations from people in the capital.

After collecting enough money, Qin Youran and a few of his followers rode to Kaihua County to buy medicine. Kaihua County was not far from the capital. There was a pharmacist there whose reserves of medicinal materials were far greater than those of the previous medicine dealers.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves on both sides of the official road. The north wind howled, picking up fallen leaves and floating in the blue-grey sky. Occasionally, a few leaves passed in front of Qin Youran and others. Some skin grew on the corners of their mouths, and the wind blew across their cheeks, like sharp knives cutting the skin, which hurt terribly.

Qin Youran and his party finally arrived in Kaihua County. It was getting late and it was not completely dark yet.

Mu Qing knocked on the door of the medicine store, and the doorman opened the door. Mu Qing explained the purpose of his visit, and learned that the person who came to buy medicine was His Majesty's younger brother, His Highness the King of Qin. The doorman was so frightened that he crawled to the owner's house to greet him. His Highness the King of Qin.

Not long after, the drug dealer's boss came out. The boss's surname was Wan, and he was the largest drug dealer in Tokyo Prefecture. Wan Dongjia was in his forties. He was wearing a navy blue satin robe embroidered with regimental patterns. When he saw Qin Youran, he bowed his hands in greeting and hurriedly invited the person into his home.

Qin Youran patted his sleeves and walked towards the gate. He was wearing a dark blue semi-old cotton coat. The fabric was commonly used by common people. The skirt and sleeves were stained with a lot of dust. People who didn't know better thought he was a commoner. Where is His Royal Highness the Prince?

Wandong's family invited Qin Youran to the main seat and ordered the servants to prepare tea and water.

The two exchanged a few polite words and then the tea was served.

Qin Youran didn't drink water along the way, and his mouth was dry. He picked up the tea cup and was about to drink tea to moisten his mouth. Wandongjia said with concern: "Your Highness, the tea is boiling hot, please drink it later."

Qin Youran had no choice but to put down the teacup and said to the Wandong family: "Wandong family, I think the servant at Shicai's house has already told you the purpose of my visit, so I won't repeat it. I will take as much medicine as you have." "

He took out a list from his sleeve and gave it to Wandong's family, "This is the list of medicinal materials that the king needs. Take a look."

Wan Dongjia took the list with both hands and looked over it, "Your Highness, King Qin, the herbs you want, such as Atractylodes lancea, Poria cocos, Bupleurum, Fangfeng, Tangerine peel, Duhuo, etc., are all in stock by the common people. How many of them do you say you want? Is this true?"

Qin Youran nodded, "It's true."

The Wandong family thought: "Your Highness, King Qin, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I cannot sell all the medicinal materials in stock to you."

Qin Youran asked: "Why?"

Wandong's family said: "The grassroots people know that you are buying medicine to send to Tokyo. The grassroots people also know how serious the plague is in Beijing. It's just that the plague is not only in Beijing, but also in other states and counties."

As soon as the Wandong family said this, Qin Youran understood what he meant. The plague also appeared in the two state capitals near Tokyo. Although it was not as serious as Tokyo, it also broke out on a large scale. If those two state capitals were short of medicine, the Wandong family could This is exactly what the Wandong family meant by not selling all the medicinal materials to those two prefectures.

Qin Youran said: "Then I will buy less."

Wan Dongjia asked: "Your Highness, King Qin, how much of each medicinal material do you need?"

"It depends on how much inventory you have in the Wandong family." Qin Youran replied.

After a while, Wandong's family took Qin Youran to the medicine warehouse to check the inventory. Wandong's stock of medicinal materials was much larger than Qin Youran expected, which was enough for the amount of medicinal materials he purchased during this trip.

Qin Youran asked Wandong's family to get a few frames of Atractylodes. He checked the appearance of the Atractylodes and found that the quality and appearance were very good. However, he purchased a large quantity of medicinal materials. If he bought them at market prices, he might not have enough money. The money allocated by the Ministry of Finance and the money raised by Tokyo residents cannot be spent on medicine. Some money also needs to be spent on food shortages and other issues.

Qin Youran was a little confused: "Wandong family, if you don't sell all the medicinal materials to me and keep a part to sell to other states, I can see that you are a kind-hearted person. You see, I want a lot of medicinal materials. Can we discuss the price?"

Wan Dongjia hesitated a little and discussed the price? His Highness, King Qin, is trying to lower the price?

He immediately asked: "How much does Your Highness think of?"

Qin Youran suddenly stretched out his arm, spread his five fingers, and turned his palm over. He said, "A catty of Cangzhu in Tokyo Prefecture is about fifteen cents. Wandong's family, I give this number."

Ten articles?

Wandong's family was surprised. Since the outbreak of the plague, the prices of many medicinal materials have changed. Take the medicine Atractylodes for example. One catty on the market costs about fifteen cents. Now, the price has increased from twenty cents to thirty cents per catty. 's abound.

The cost for him to buy Cang Shu was nine cents per catty, but the price offered by the King of Qin was only ten cents, which was a full 30% lower than the market price. If he sold the Cang Zhu to the King of Qin for ten cents per catty, wouldn't he be in a huge loss?

Your Highness, King of Qin, do you want to rob?

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