Early the next morning, Qin Meng just got up.
Mother Zhao came in with a bowl of hot noodles and said with a smile: "Xiao Qin, hurry up and eat noodles. Don't keep your uncles waiting!"
It turned out that all the old men attending the clinic had arrived.
Zhao's mother regarded her as a cash cow, no wonder she looked like this.
Qin Meng sneered in his heart, with a smile on his face. He nodded, took the noodle bowl, and started eating.
Mother Zhao looked at her gobbling up food and frowned. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this naughty girl was a bit difficult to feed...
After Qin Meng finished eating the noodles, he went to the clinic with his father and mother Zhao.
"Dr. Xiao Qin, I feel dizzy and flustered. Can you tell me what's wrong?"
The doctor was Old Uncle Liu from the village. He was seventy or eighty years old, and he was trembling when he spoke.
Qin Meng kindly helped him sit down next to him and began to treat him carefully.
The villagers were all fine. They were mostly suffering from strain injuries caused by working in the fields. They were not serious. They were prescribed some medicine and allowed to go back.
Because Zhao's parents were watching, he had to pay for medical treatment.
Qin Meng casually mentioned some cheap prices, but there were so many people that he quickly made thousands of dollars.
The parents of the Zhao family were extremely happy and thought to themselves: "If we can keep doing this and earn thousands of yuan a day, won't we be able to make back the 30,000 yuan we spent on Xiao Qin very quickly?"
Thinking about it this way, I felt more and more that it was worthwhile to buy Qin Meng as my wife, and my attitude towards her became much gentler.
"Dad, Mom, the medicinal materials seem to be running out. Where can I pick the medicinal herbs? I will go and pick some during the lunch break."
Qin Meng looked at the medicinal materials on the medicine cabinet and suggested.
Father Zhao thought for a moment, and then said: "I remember there is one in the back mountain."
After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something else, and said in an indignant tone: "That Wang family always comes to our village to buy medicinal materials!"
"Aunt Ming said two days ago that most of the herbs on the mountain had been dug up, and I don't know who was greedy who did it..."
Hearing this, Qin Meng immediately thought of the Wang Group, but he didn't expect that they were also doing this here.
At the same time, an idea soon came into her mind.
Seeing that Zhao's father also wanted to make this money, she pretended to be unintentional and asked: "Is anyone collecting medicinal materials?"
"That's great. I'll pick it up later. We can also sell it. I wonder if the price is high?" Qin Meng said with excitement in his eyes.
When Father Zhao heard this, he immediately became interested, "It seems that they are collected by the pound. We don't know much about this, but anyway, they are dug for free from the mountain, so it doesn't matter."
"I remember that the Wang family seems to be coming in the afternoon. Let's go collect medicine now!"
Father Zhao couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to put money into his pocket now, so he packed his things and left.
Qin Meng stopped him immediately and looked a little hesitant: "Dad, I have something I don't know whether to say or not?"
"you say!"
"That's right, the Wang family's price is obviously bullying us because we don't understand the market. He bought the herbs by the pound, and we suffered a huge loss!" Qin Meng's tone was full of pity.
When Zhao's father heard this, his face was filled with anger: "He was killed by a dog. I knew that man named Wang was not a good person!"
As he said that, his tone softened again, as if he was a little embarrassed: "But so what? If it's cheap, can we still sell it?"
"Dad, that's not what I mean. What I want to say is, can you let me talk to you when the Wang family comes? I know herbs and I know the market. Maybe I can help raise the price?"
Hearing this, Father Zhao suddenly became happy and said repeatedly: "Of course that's good!"
As long as it can make them more money, there's nothing wrong with it!
The family went home, packed their things, and prepared to go to the mountains to collect herbs.
On the way, Father Zhao suddenly remembered something and left midway to find Village Chief Liu.
It turned out that he was afraid that a girl named Qin Meng would not be able to control the rich man named Wang, so he told Village Chief Liu about this matter.
It is the responsibility of Village Chief Liu to make the village rich. It is definitely good to make money. Now that he heard that he could increase money with Wang, he was very excited and said that he would follow him to discuss it later.
Seeing Village Chief Liu agree, Father Zhao thanked him happily and went back to dig herbs.
"From the Zhao family, your daughter-in-law is a capable person, but you have to keep an eye on her. Don't wait to take her with her. Not only did she not help you raise the price, she ran away with the Wang family in the end!"
Village Chief Liu reminded with a solemn expression.
This is not only a matter for the old Zhao family, but also for the whole village!
Most of their wives here are bought.
If they escape and call the police or something, their village will be cut off from their descendants.
When Father Zhao heard this, he nodded repeatedly.
The hills here have not been mined for long, and there are many medicinal materials.
After only two or three hours, the basket could no longer be loaded, so Qin Meng led the people down the mountain.
After a brief tidying up, they carried the herbs to Village Chief Liu's house.
The Wang family originally wanted to go to the villagers' homes where they often collected medicinal herbs, but Village Chief Liu brought everyone here.
Qin Meng followed Father Zhao and was about to enter, but he suddenly stopped him: "Come to this room with me!"
As he spoke, he gave Zhao's mother standing behind him a look.
Father Zhao didn't want her to come into direct contact with the Wang family!
Qin Meng sneered in his heart, but on his face he followed Mother Zhao into the next room obediently.
The man from the Wang family is Wang Wenjun, Wang Liming's son.
He sat on the chair, raised his eyes and looked at Zhao's father. After a long time, he asked: "You said you wanted to raise the price?"
Father Zhao was frightened when he saw his gloomy eyes. His voice couldn't help but trembled: "This is what we all want!"
Hearing this, Wang Wenjun looked at the other villagers and sneered: "You think so too?"
He stood up with a cold smile: "I always thought that our cooperation was smooth. Why did it suddenly happen?"
"You have been cheating us before and bullying us because we don't understand the market conditions. Now that we all know it, you can stop trying to lie to us. If you want to receive this batch of herbs, you have to pay more, otherwise there is no need to talk!"
Chen San, who had been cooperating with the Wang family, immediately yelled, thinking of his old mother who was still waiting for money for medical treatment at home, he was willing to risk it all.
Chen San took the lead, and several others followed suit: "Add more money, or else we won't have to talk!"
Wang Wenjun stood there with a fierce look in his eyes.
He was about to tell his men to take action when he suddenly remembered his father Wang Liming's instructions.
The wind has been a bit tight lately, so you have to be careful.
Wang Wenjun suppressed the anger in his heart. When he raised his eyes, there was a smile on his face: "Everyone, please stop making trouble. I will increase the price by five yuan per catty according to the previous price. How about it?"
"This is the greatest sincerity I can give!" Wang Wenjun said with a threatening tone.
If it were before, they would definitely agree.
But before arriving, they all asked Qin Meng about the market price of these herbs. They had to add at least ten yuan to barely suffer a loss!
Wang Wenjun in front of them was obviously bullying them because they didn't understand and wanted to perfunctory them.
A group of people suddenly started making noise, trying to force Wang Wenjun to agree to their request.
At this moment, Wang Wenjun lost his patience, waved his hand to the person next to him, and was about to take action.
Suddenly a villager rushed in in a panic, shouting: "Oh no, the police are here!"
