Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 121 Seeking Alternative Ways to Make Money

After calming herself down, Yang Jianwu exchanged pleasantries with Yao Lao in a serious manner. Yao Lao then raised several difficult questions, which Yang Jianwu answered one by one. After listening, Yao Lao and Chang Qing suddenly understood, and many questions that they couldn't figure out before also gained direction.

The old apothecary had some idea about Yang Jianwu's arrival. Since she didn't bring up the assassination attempt herself, he was the only one who could bring it up.

“My dear niece, the matter you asked us to investigate in your previous letter has been found out.”

Yang Jianwu nodded. "Yes, Chang Qing replied to me. I also said that you should handle it yourself. You can decide what to do."

The old doctor chuckled and said, “My dear niece, since you are the deputy hall master, I must discuss with you how to punish the two of them. Besides, I am also partly to blame for my lax supervision, so please forgive me.”

Yang Jianwu could distinguish right from wrong. The fact that the Medicine King Hall accepted another assassination order was a private matter between the Second Elder and the Fifth Elder, and had nothing to do with Elder Yao or the others in the Medicine King Hall.

Even the disciples who were sent out to assassinate were under the command of the two elders. It was best for Elder Yao to handle the punishment of these people himself. If she intervened, the punishment would be neither too lenient nor too harsh.

To put it bluntly, the two elders simply wanted to accumulate more wealth and return to their old ways, which wasn't entirely wrong. The real culprits are those who hire hitmen; without demand, there is no killing, a principle that applies at all times.

"Elder Yao, since I have already said that you will punish them, you can do whatever you want. I will not have any objections. Chang Qing wrote that the two elders want to make more money. It seems that my decision has reduced the income of the Medicine King Hall. The purpose of this visit is to see what projects we can cooperate on, so as to make up for the loss of not accepting assassination orders."

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary was overjoyed. "Excellent, excellent! I will handle the punishment for the two elders accordingly. As for the cooperative project, does my niece have any good ideas?"

Previously, Yang Jianwu collaborated with the Medicine King Palace to sell antidote pills, each costing two hundred taels of silver. The profits were split 40/60 between the two parties. After deducting their respective costs, they could make a considerable profit. However, the use of antidote pills was limited, so even if they made money, there was a limit to how much they could earn.

"I want to sell glass jars with 'cornering' techniques!"

The old doctor and Chang Qing were shocked, "A glass jar?!"

Puyang Xuan was actually a little surprised, but he came with Jianwu, so he couldn't appear so ignorant...

The "horn method" is actually what is known as cupping in modern times. In the Cloud Sea Continent, acupuncture is not well developed, and medicine only knows about commonly used acupoints. In order to treat patients through acupoints, doctors developed the "horn method," which is mostly made of bamboo and pottery.

"Bamboo jars made from old bamboo are lightweight, inexpensive, and not easily broken, but they are prone to drying out and cracking, making them only suitable for handling water. Earthenware jars are cheap and have the strongest suction, but they are easily broken when dropped."

Yang Jianwu took out two glass jars that she had been asked to make by two masters before she came. The jars were crystal clear and had a mixture of several colors, making them very dazzling!

"These two are glass jars. They are of suitable thickness and smooth, making them ideal for flash cupping, sliding cupping, and needle cupping. Moreover, special materials have been added to the glass, so it is no longer brittle. As long as you don't deliberately drop or bump it, there won't be any problems with normal use!"

The old doctor and Chang Qing each held one and examined it carefully. They simply couldn't believe that the glass, which Xipan considered a national treasure, had actually been made into a jar for making horn-shaped ornaments by Yang Jianwu...

Puyang Xuan also wanted to take a closer look, but there were only two jars, and he was too embarrassed to compete with the father and son for them...

The old doctor suppressed his excitement and said, "My dear niece, this can be sold, but I don't know how many can be produced?"

Yang Jianwu initially only intended to use glass products to dampen Xipan's arrogance. If glass were to become widespread, it would lose its value, so the number of people producing it could not be increased too much.

"The five shops near the capital can only provide one set per month, a total of 20 jars of various sizes, so the price naturally cannot be too low."

"Haha~ That's great!" The old apothecary was really happy. Since the Medicine King Palace stopped accepting assassination orders, his income had plummeted. He had been thinking of other ways to increase his income, so that everyone could continue to go hungry.

In truth, Yao Lao was also against taking on assassination missions. They weren't assassins by training, and each operation relied heavily on the aid of drugs. If they were to fight alone, they wouldn't be able to win more than a few battles.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, someone offered him a pillow. That's why he readily accepted Yang Jianwu's suggestion to stop taking assassination orders. But people have to survive, and just when he was worrying about it, Yang Jianwu offered a way to make money. He was truly a lucky star of the Medicine King Palace.

Puyang Xuan felt a little resentful. "Sword Dance, why don't you ever cooperate with me?"

"Forehead……"

If I said we weren't familiar, this guy would definitely get angry...

"Didn't I cut off one of the Medicine King Palace's sources of income? So now I'm making up for it with another way!"

Puyang Xuan said with a wronged expression, "Aren't you also planning to cut off my source of income...?"

Although Yao Lao didn't know Pu Yangxuan's identity, he could glean some clues from their conversation. There were only a handful of people in the martial arts world who could make Yang Jianwu intervene. He had a rough idea of ​​Pu Yangxuan's identity.

Yang Jianwu was worried that calling him by his full name would reveal Puyang Xuan's identity, so she changed her address and called him "Ah Xuan..."

When Puyang Xuan first heard Yang Jianwu address him as "A-Xuan," he was both excited and nervous. "What is it, Jianwu?"

"I didn't cut off your source of income, so don't act like a weakling and play the victim. I'm not some green tea b*tch!"

Those present didn't understand the meaning of "green tea," but they understood what was said before: "Don't be pretentious!"

Yang Jianwu ignored Pu Yangxuan and continued to discuss with the old doctor, "Old doctor, the fragrant tea we just drank can also be sold. Don't add so many expensive herbs, just a few common tonics will do. Also, make sure to indicate on the packaging who is not suitable to drink it."

The old doctor's eyes lit up again, as if he had seen another way to make money.

“My dear niece, these were all made by Qing’er. If we were to sell them, he couldn’t make them like this…”

"Hehe, Elder Yao, don't be confused. Changqing personally stir-fries the tea because he needs to add precious medicinal herbs. The ones sold to the public don't need to add that many, and they're all ordinary herbs. He only needs to tell the tea farmers the order in which to add the herbs and the heat when stir-frying the tea. At first, it might take some people to teach them, but once they're skilled, they can work on their own."

The old doctor gave an awkward smile. He was good at making medicine, but selling it was all handled by his subordinates. He was not cut out for business and his thinking was always stuck in one direction.

"In that case, let's do as my dear niece says!"

The two sides hit it off immediately, and there were many details to discuss. Puyang Xuan didn't say a word until dinner time, becoming a complete bystander!