Han Yiyun pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and explained his strategy.
Fan Yuanxiu worked in the medicine field, which was related to his own interests, and his enthusiasm was no less than that of the Zhan family. After hearing Han Yiyun's plan, he couldn't wait to add a few words.
Zhan Qingyue was pondering this strategy, with eyes like crescent moons and a sinister smile on her face, waiting for the man with the mustache to take the bait.
Two days after Fan Yuanxiu returned to the village, news came out from the Xincun medicine fields that dozens of acres of medicine fields had been destroyed.
The family members were crying and wiping away tears all day long. People passing by had to walk faster for fear of getting involved.
Immediately afterwards, the Medicinal Food Pavilion also closed down due to lack of medicinal materials.
Zhan Qingyue carried inferior medicinal materials all day long, running from one pharmacy to another, but no pharmacy was rich in money and would buy medicinal materials of extremely poor quality.
Besides, her medicinal food pavilion requires dozens of kilograms of medicinal materials at a time. How can any drugstore stock such a large amount?
The matter of occupying the family caused a great uproar throughout the county.
At noon that day, Zhan Qingyue's face was burnt due to the sun. She returned to the Medicinal Food Pavilion dejectedly and drank a large glass of hot water handed over by her second brother.
Before the two of them had time to talk about today's situation, they heard a burst of hearty laughter from the door.
"Hey! I'm busy, Zhan Qingyue. I heard that your medicine field was destroyed. You are buying medicinal materials everywhere!"
Zhan Qingyue and Brother Zhan looked up and saw a man with a mustache and a sinister face walking in with a swagger, his nostrils pointing to the sky, with an arrogance that looked down on the world.
Zhan Qingyue and Brother Zhan looked at each other calmly, and Brother Zhan quickly nodded and bowed to greet him.
"Shopkeeper Hu, you are here, my little sister and I are almost turning gray."
"Humph, why did you go so early! If you wait for a few more days, your herbal medicine pavilion will be closed!"
The man with the mustache was extremely arrogant and sat down opposite Zhan Qingyue with disdain on his face.
Zhan Qingyue snorted coldly and turned away, not wanting to see his arrogant look.
"What? Zhan Qingyue, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! Believe it or not, even if you run to Fucheng, as long as I, Hu Laosan, say a word, you still won't be able to buy the medicinal materials!"
"Cooperate with me obediently, and I will protect your Medicinal Food Pavilion from death!"
Zhan Qingyue knew that the other party had already fallen into the trap, so she acted like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.
The man with the mustache threatened again, and Zhan Qingyue reluctantly told him about cooperation.
The man with the mustache couldn't wait any longer. When he saw that Zhan Qingyue had finished writing the cooperation agreement, he hurriedly signed his name, stamped his personal seal, and put the agreement into his arms without even reading it, for fear that Zhan Qingyue would regret it. Similar.
Brother Zhan smiled and sent the person away.
Just half a day later, Zhan Qingyue asked Brother Zhan to collect the medicinal materials.
"Shopkeeper Hu, I want a thousand kilograms of angelica. You have to hold on tight and deliver it within a day. It's been a long time, but there's no sign of it!"
"It's written in black and white on this piece of paper. Shopkeeper Hu still wants to default on the bill! Let me remind you that if you can't deliver the goods on time and delay the store's business, you will have to pay ten times the liquidated damages."
"You fart!"
The man with the mustache cursed loudly, and then he looked at the contract carefully. It was okay if he didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he was so angry that he lost his temper.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Brother Zhan took the contract and went to the county government directly.
When the man with the mustache woke up and saw Lord Fan's verdict, he was so angry that he lost his temper again.
In the carriage heading to Fucheng, Han Yiyun laughed so hard as he listened to the descriptions of the Zhan brothers and sisters.
"Shopkeeper Hu deserves to die for his own misfortune!"
"No, this is a windfall from heaven, very happy!"
The moon's surface is like a peach blossom, its eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and its eyes are like waves.
"Brother Han, Fucheng is ahead. We can rest in Fucheng for three days. You will enter the examination room in three days. Don't be stressed. I believe you can do it!"
Han Yiyun nodded firmly.
After entering Fucheng, the three of them successfully settled in the small courtyard rented by Brother Zhan earlier.
Han Yiyun studied with the lamp on all day and all night.
Zhan Qingyue also didn't go out for three days, personally taking care of his daily life and preparing all the application materials for the exam.
Three days passed by in a flash. Early in the morning, the Zhan family brothers and sisters sent Han Yiyun to study in the mansion.
A lot of people gathered at the gate of the Fu School. A group of students neatly carried their exam supplies and lined up to enter the Fu School.
The Zhan brothers and sisters watched Han Yiyun enter the mansion school and saw no one there before leaving.
"Second brother, I have been in Fucheng for so many days, and I can finally take a look around."
"Yes, you've been guarding that kid every step of the way these past few days, and you've got dark circles under your eyes. We happened to be walking around the city, buying some things for our parents and eldest brother to take back."
Brother Zhan was calculating, his deep eyes shining brightly: "If there is anything you can take back and sell, take some with you and make a profit."
Zhan Qingyue burst into laughter: "When did my second brother become as money obsessed as me?"
Before Brother Zhan could say anything, he heard a female voice behind him shouting anxiously: "Miss Zhan! Doctor Zhan..."
Zhan Qingyue and the other two looked back and saw a sedan hurriedly walking towards them.
As they got closer, Zhan Qingyue saw clearly from the window that the person in the sedan was actually the sister-in-law of the county prime minister Fan.
"Mrs. Chen...oh, she shouldn't be called Mrs. Zhao."
After all, she had already divorced, so it might not be appropriate to use her husband's surname again.
Mrs. Zhao pursed her lips and smiled, and said casually: "No matter what the name is, it's the same. It's a coincidence that I can meet you in Fucheng."
While talking, Mrs. Zhao opened the sedan curtain, and a woman dressed as a nun stepped forward to help him.
Unexpectedly, she held her grandma's hand and led her to Zhan Qingyue.
"Doctor Zhan, this is Aunt Zhao, the nanny of the Song family in Fucheng. She is a distant relative of our Zhao family. We happened to meet her today."
"Aunt Zhao, this is the doctor I told you about before. She was the one who took care of the fire boils on my niece's face. Maybe she can cure your miss's bad face."
Aunt Zhao obviously trusted Mrs. Zhao, so she immediately invited Zhan Qingyue back to see her young lady.
Zhan Qingyue frowned and took the pulse of the second lady of the Song family in Fucheng, and said worriedly: "This is not a real disease on the second lady's face, but poison. Fortunately, the poison only targets the face and does not affect the inside."
After that, she wrote down a prescription.
"This prescription should be taken internally and externally, three times a day, one dose for one day, and your face will be back to its original appearance after five doses."
Nanny Zhao was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She supported Miss Song and thanked Zhan Qingyue again and again.
Zhan Qingyue listened to the increasing favorability in the space, and unexpectedly obtained an ancient beauty secret book, ranging from how to make rouge to how to adjust body fragrance.
Her face was almost crooked with a smile, but she was afraid of being noticed by others, so she had to hold it back.
This is all money. If you use it to open a beauty salon, you will make a lot of money.
Five days later, Miss Song Er took the initiative to see Zhan Qingyue. As expected, her face was back to its original state, even better than before.
"Thank you very much, Doctor Zhan, for your kindness. If I, Song Ling, can be of use in the future, Doctor Zhan, just ask."
"Then Miss Song Er is willing to cooperate with me and open a beauty salon?"
Zhan Qingyue looked at her with interest and expressed his thoughts unabashedly.
