Eat the whole family? I emptied the storehouse of the Marquis' Mansion and married the crippled

While the two were chatting, Wen Ziqiu brought Ye Jintang to a herbal medicine shop.

"Brother Ziqiu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been making money recently?"

A cheerful male voice came from the room. Ye Jintang looked and saw a slightly fat young man coming out with a handful of unknown medicinal herbs in his hand, smiling.

"Where else can I go to make a fortune? I still have to live on my one-third acre of land. But Brother Yunqing heard that you recently imported a batch of medicinal herbs and made a lot of money."

"It's nothing, I just make a few taels of silver to make a living."

Shen Yunqing looked at Ye Jintang and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Who is this?"

"Since you interrupted me, I almost forgot to introduce myself. This is my cousin Ye Qinglin. I brought him here because I want to trouble you with something."

"There's no need for us to talk about whether it's a bother or not between brothers. That would be too distant. If you have any problem, just tell me. If I can help, I will definitely not refuse."

"I have a ginseng plant here. Brother Yunqing, please help me see how much it is worth now."

Wen Ziqiu opened the wooden box and handed the ginseng to Shen Yunqing.

"Brother Ziqiu, you can do it. This ginseng is a genuine old mountain ginseng, at least six or seven hundred years old. Wait a minute, I'll ask my shopkeeper to take a look."

Shen Yunqing is still a little young, and he is not sure about the ginseng of this age.

Soon, the shopkeeper Song of the herbal medicine shop was hurriedly called over by Shen Yunqing.

"Manager Song, please take a look at this old mountain ginseng. How old is it?"

Shopkeeper Song only took a look at the reed head and his eyes widened in surprise. It had been a long time since he had seen an old mountain ginseng that was more than 900 years old.

"This is the ninth-grade old mountain ginseng. We usually call it the thousand-year-old ginseng. It is a rare treasure. If someone's life hangs by a thread, just a whisker like this can save it."

Shopkeeper Song pointed to the thinnest ginseng root.

Ye Jintang on the side never expected that the nine-leaf ginseng in his space was actually 900 years old. This was really too surprising.

"Manager Song, can you help me estimate the price?"

"Here, a 300-year-old ginseng costs about 50 taels of silver. A thousand-year-old ginseng costs many times more, so a conservative estimate is 1000 taels."

Wen Ziqiu nodded slightly, "This price is fair."

"If a wealthy family is in urgent need of thousand-year-old ginseng, the price will go up even more."

"Master Wen, do you want to sell this ginseng in your hand? If you want to sell it, our medicine shop can buy it."

Wen Ziqiu naturally couldn't make the decision.

"Qinglin, do you want to sell ginseng?"

"I wonder how many plants Manager Shen wants?"

Ye Jintang has several boxes in her space. Assuming one plant is priced at 1000 taels of silver, she can sell a few plants first and then go back to the capital to sell some of them.

She was a very cautious person, and if she took out too many thousand-year-old ginsengs at once, she was afraid that it would get her into trouble.

"I wonder how many ginsengs the young master has."

“Twenty-three.”

Shopkeeper Song turned his head and glanced at Shen Yunqing. Seeing him nod, Shopkeeper Song agreed to everything.

"Today, there are too many people in the East Market. I will ask my servant to bring the ginseng tomorrow morning. Then Manager Song will give you the cash."

Shopkeeper Song naturally had no reason to refuse. This was a rare thousand-year-old ginseng. With this ginseng, their medicine shop would become famous in Xingnan.

The two sat in the medicine shop for a while, and Ye Jintang asked Manager Song what medicinal materials were most in need at the moment.

"Unfortunately, I will be going to the capital in a few days. I am afraid I will not be able to cooperate with Manager Song anymore."

"Our Shen's Pharmacy also has a store in the capital. If you have any herbs to sell, you can go directly to the Shen's Pharmacy. Shopkeeper Du there will definitely give you a good price."

Shen Yunqing said very swiftly.

"Okay, let's work together again if we have a chance."

After coming out of the medicine shop, Ye Jintang thought Wen Ziqiu would ask her about the origin of ginseng, but he didn't ask anything and just asked her to treat him to a feast.

Only then did Ye Jintang realize what the so-called drinking and eating with flowers was all about.

"Cousin, aren't you afraid that grandpa will find out that you are having fun outside at such a young age?"

"There are many ways to eat flower wine. I will definitely take you to see them today."

"Now?"

"Sure, when would you like to go?"

Wen Ziqiu had a smile on his face, which made Ye Jintang wonder if she was overthinking. Was the flower wine in his mouth different from the one she was thinking of?

It was already noon, and she didn't believe that drinking could bring any excitement at this time.

Wen Ziqiu led Ye Jintang through the busy streets with familiarity.

"Shuiqufang is in front."

Ye Jintang followed Wen Ziqiu's gaze and saw a very busy street not far away.

There were many jugglers and street singers on the street, and even children holding a gong, striking it every few steps and shouting, "Ruan Qianqian is singing "The Peacock Flies Southeast" in Wan'an Tower."

The child's voice was clear and loud, and Ye Jintang could hear it from a distance.

She was extremely surprised. If Xingnan City was so prosperous, what would the capital city be like?

"We came at the right time. Not everyone can hear Ruan Qianqian's songs. Let's go and grab a seat. If we go too late, there won't be any good seats left."

It seems that Wen Ziqiu often comes here to play and is very familiar with Shuiqufang.

After a while, under his leadership, they arrived at Wan'an Tower.

Looking at the castle-like building in front of him, Ye Jintang was once again impressed by the prosperity of Xingnan.

They just stood outside the door and could vaguely hear bursts of ancient music coming from Wan'an Building.

"This morning I heard the magpie calling non-stop in the yard. Now that I saw Master Wen coming, I finally understood that the magpie was telling me that Master Wen would come today."

As soon as Wen Ziqiu stood in front of Wan'an Building, a waiter with a smile on his face came up to him.

"Ding Xiaozhu, you are becoming more and more slick. Hurry up and arrange a private room for me. My cousin is treating us today. Bring me any delicious food and drinks."

"Okay, since we can invite Master Wen to Wan'an Tower, he must be from a wealthy family. I will definitely serve him well."

Ding Xiaozhu walked in front and led the group into Wan'an Building.

After entering, Ye Jintang looked around, just like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

In her impression, people in ancient times lived in great hardship. Even those rich kids with plenty of money and free time had few places to play.

Now it seems that I was completely wrong. Other people's lives are still very colorful.

As soon as you enter Wan'an Building, you will see a huge stage where a large-scale song and dance performance is being held.

A dozen shirtless young men performed sword dance on the stage.

They tied colorful belts around their waists, and every time they swung their swords, the belts around their waists would fly around.

In Ye Jintang's eyes, it was really a field of abdominal muscles swaying before his eyes.

Look around at the people drinking tea and watching singing and dancing. There are men, women, young and old, and there are also girls and ladies wearing veils.

In the private room on the second floor, the girls didn’t even wear veils. A few good friends gathered together chatting and laughing, looking so cool.