Qingyun himself didn't have much feeling about his learning ability. He just felt that these were no different from the previous homework tests at Grandpa Liangshan's house.
Learning to read and memorize is really easy, and his father has introduced some medicinal materials to him since he was a child, so he can try to draw inferences from one example.
But in fact, Old Man Liangshan conducted the examinations for him and Yan Nazhi separately from other students. The two of them had no idea that Old Man Liangshan also prohibited them from communicating with other students.
Because Yan Liangshan understood that Guang Qingyun's talent, let alone Yan Nanzhi's special physique, was rare in the world.
Although he cannot practice cultivation due to his physical condition, he is by no means comparable to ordinary children. He should learn from the sages and teach him according to his aptitude.
However, compared to the dazzling medicinal materials or the bustling urban life, what makes Qingyun feel incredible the most is none other than his father.
"I really didn't expect that daddy was so rich before! Hey, I wonder if our family has a small vault or something?"
In the dark and dry small pharmacy, Qingyun sighed resentfully while grinding the medicine. It turned out that during his time living in the city, he had already figured out the rules for converting gold and silver.
Although the conversion basis is different in each dynasty and each generation, it is generally said that one tael of gold is exchanged for ten taels of silver, and one tael of silver is exchanged for about one thousand yuan. Maybe it was because Chen Quan'er slapped him in the face. Although Lao Chen didn't say anything, he gave him a lot more monthly money.
You know, Chen's Pharmacy mostly supplies medicinal materials to the city lord and the city's dignitaries, and Chen Defu has a high prestige in the minds of ordinary people in Qianzhong City, so there are many people who want to join the pharmacy as apprentices. It's going to break your head.
Even for some "insert households" who want to use the back door, not only do drug stores not give them monthly payment, but sometimes they also charge a fee!
The monthly payment Lao Chen gave Qingyun was one tael of silver per month, which included food and accommodation. It may not seem like much, but the senior pharmacist at Chen's Pharmacy only earns five taels of silver per month. One tael of salary is already very high, not to mention that he is just a young apprentice who has just started.
Here comes the important part!
Because he himself was in poor health since he was a child, taking those tonics was as common as eating and drinking water. However, it was only after he learned pharmacological knowledge at the drug store that he realized that the medicinal materials he had taken before would last at least a hundred years. Years above!
Even some of the ginseng in his memory were estimated to be more than a hundred years old, and there was not even a map in the handbag given by Lao Chen!
What is this concept?
A century-old ginseng can be sold for at least a thousand taels of gold in Qianzhong City, and it is still priceless. Those wealthy people usually burn incense and offer this stuff to them. In critical moments, they can use it to extend their lives!
Every time he thinks of this, Qingyun almost feels regretful.
"If I had known I had eaten less before, I would have saved one or two and sold them now, and I wouldn't have worked for others here, hey~"
Qingyun thought bitterly, and unknowingly, the force of crushing the medicine on his hand increased a bit.
"Young Qingyun wild boy, can't you grind the medicine carefully? What are you mumbling about here!"
There was just a bang, and the door of the pharmacy was kicked open. In Chen's house, the voice he least wanted to hear scurried in like a snake.
"Really, why did you come to torture people so early in the morning today?"
Qingyun didn't even raise his head, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. Of course, he couldn't say that, but said in a calm and tepid tone:
"Miss, I was just reciting the note that the master gave me, and I didn't notice you coming. I will grind the medicine carefully."
"You...hum! Grind it well for me! If I find out that you didn't grind it fine enough, I will punish you without eating today!"
"okay, got it."
"snort!"
Qingyun knew without looking that the person coming must be Chen Quan'er who often made things difficult for him.
She didn't know where she got such strong anger. As long as she thought of Qingyun, she felt irritated. Maybe it was Chen Defu's hidden meaning that made her feel uneasy, and he also found her a man who was a few years younger than herself. The year-old baby made her feel dull.
But every time she wanted to make trouble for Qingyun, the wild boy always admitted his mistake and apologized meekly, and then took the initiative to do something. This made Chen Quan'er always feel that she had punched cotton without getting angry, and her heart was filled with aggrievedness and frustration. Unwilling to do so.
Seeing Qingyun replying "yes", he ignored her. In the empty room, her heavy breathing due to anger was particularly harsh. It sounded like she felt a little embarrassed, as if she had lost.
At that moment, he couldn't help but snorted, shook his long hair, slammed the door, and left angrily.
"Phew...finally left, what a devil!"
Seeing that she had completely left, Qingyun exhaled a long breath and muttered softly.
From the slap in the face when he first entered the mansion, to the few months of apprenticeship, Qingyun no longer held the fragile illusion in his heart, because he had just experienced the disaster and longed for care, but there are few selfless people in this world. warmth.
Lao Chen asked him to learn the first example.
Nowadays, Lao Chen basically no longer interferes with Chen Quan'er's almost daily difficulties. Maybe Lao Chen has his own ideas, but Qingyun also has his own ideas.
Although this does not affect Qingyun's gratitude to Lao Chen, it does change Qingyun's title of Lao Chen from Uncle Chen to Lao Ye. Therefore, studying hard and working hard are now the only ways he feels he can repay Lao Chen for taking care of him.
At noon that day, Qingyun, who had just finished grinding the medicine, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. As soon as he left the pharmacy, he heard a rough voice:
"Xiao Qingyun, your sister-in-law called Brother Zhao home today for something. Please help me deliver the batch of medicinal seeds and dry goods from Mr. Wang's house in the city!"
"Okay, no problem, go ahead and do your work, Brother Zhao, Qingyun will help you deliver it later!"
Qingyun slowly closed the door of the pharmacy, then showed a charming smile and white teeth, and answered cheerfully to the servant surnamed Zhao.
Even though he is just an apprentice, he still has a lot of work in the house, so it is also very hard. Fortunately, the servants of the Chen family were very friendly to this warm-hearted, knowledgeable, and most importantly handsome young man.
They all heard that this child was picked up by the master from the road and had no father or mother, so they took special care of him. Brother Zhao was one of them, so Qingyun was willing to help him.
Before leaving, the servant surnamed Zhao specifically asked:
"Qingyun, you are still young, and there are some things you don't understand, so Brother Zhao has to tell you in advance to prevent you from making any mistakes."
"Brother Zhao, tell me, Qingyun will definitely take note of it carefully."
Seeing Qingyun pricking up his ears and waiting for the next step seriously, he was very satisfied and continued to say in a deep voice:
"We all know that the city lord is in charge of our Qianzhong City, but in fact, Mr. Wang Qingquan is the real master of Qianzhong City. Don't look at the size of the palace, and there are few people around on weekdays, but if When something big happens, the city lord will consult Mr. Wang immediately, so you must be careful when you go to deliver the goods, and don't offend the people inside."
When Qingyun heard this, he kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and then asked curiously:
"Qingyun understands, Brother Zhao, then who is Mr. Wang? Why is he so powerful from what you said? Is he a relative of the emperor?"
The servant surnamed Zhao smiled and shook his head, then pretended to be mysterious and said:
"You don't know this. I heard from the servants of the palace that their master is an immortal. He is the immortal who protects the people of Qianzhong City. So, when really big things happen, the city lord will go there. Ask him for advice!"
Hearing this, Qingyun couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Immortal, maybe he would know some clues about the Immortal Sword Sect and that so-and-so.
Thinking of this, he felt that he could not miss this opportunity to deliver medicine to the palace. Even if there was no news for a while, it would be better to go to the side and inquire instead of spending time here, so he quickly smiled and said to Brother Zhao:
"You know what I'm doing, Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'll be back after delivering the medicine. I'm sure I won't cause any trouble."
After saying that, he took the initiative to help Brother Zhao pick up the luggage and carried it on his shoulders to express his peace of mind.
"Okay, Brother Zhao knows that you are prudent in your work, so he entrusted it to you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't let him do it. Don't tell me, this may really be an opportunity to meet the immortal. What if you get involved in something like that?" With a little bit of fairy spirit, maybe you can live a long life, haha!"
Lao Zhao joked and patted Qingyun's weak shoulder.
"Haha, Brother Zhao is joking. You should go back quickly, otherwise my sister-in-law will have to wait in a hurry."
Qingyun also smiled and pretended to drive away the servant named Zhao.
"Okay, when my brother comes back, I will give you a taste of the rice wine your sister-in-law brewed. It has been stored for more than half a year. Not to mention how fragrant it is. You are also old enough to drink. You and I will have a good drink by then, haha! "
After saying that, Lao Zhao waved to Qingyun and strode forward with the package on his back. As he walked, he sighed, it would be great if his boy could be as handsome and sensible as Qingyun when he grows up.
However, he laughed as he thought about it, because he thought about his mother-in-law, who was not very good-looking, and also thought about his own yellow face. If his baby was really as fresh and handsome as Xiao Qingyun, Then it might be a big problem.
After the meal, Qingyun reported to the man in charge of the warehouse at home, and then went directly to the warehouse to collect the goods.
I don’t know if Old Zhao had already said hello to the manager, but when he entered and exited the warehouse this time, the nursing staff did not stop him or check him. The gentleman in charge didn't seem to pay much attention to Qingyun. He was looking at his own small account book, as if he could take as much as he wanted.
However, Qingyun didn't have the slightest bit of greed in his heart. After completing the registration, he couldn't wait to lead a car to the palace to deliver the goods.
