CHAPTER 371: A SEEMINGLY PERFECT VACATION BACK TO THE FARMHOUSE

The end of the month is Xiao Xian’s favorite time, especially after Zhuo Feng and Feng Xing moved their home to Yanqing, Xiao Xian looked forward even more to the end-of-month holidays at Sacred Heart Middle School.

This end of the month, there was a bit more joy than before, as Xiao Xian received her first dividend.

A whole ten thousand yuan, Xiao Xian was anything but calm when she got the money from Zeng Xuerou.

"Xuerou, didn’t you always say that the hangover medicine wasn’t selling well?" The hangover medicine had always been a side project for Xiao Xian and she hadn’t seriously considered making money from it, let alone such a large sum.

After her space upgraded to Silver-grade Space, Xiao Xian also learned from Little White Jiao that apart from precious metals, there were other ways to replenish Spiritual Power, so her desire to spend money on precious metals lessened, but such a sum of money would move anyone.

"We got lucky and met a benevolent influencer, the sales channels for the hangover medicine opened up," said Zeng Xuerou, referring to Xi Lijuan as the influencer.

That time, Zeng Xuerou and Mrs. Zeng accidentally met Xi Lijuan, and while discussing the hangover medicine, Zeng Xuerou inquired about the relationship between the expert who helped reformulate the medicine and Xi Lijuan, who only mentioned it was something her son asked her to pass on.

As for her son, he was currently in the United States, and perhaps there would be a chance to meet him in the future.

Since the main person involved wasn’t there, Zeng Xuerou didn’t press further but just taught Xi Lijuan how to use the hangover medicine.

"About two or three days later, when my mom went for her yoga class, she met that lady again. They had a pleasant chat, and she mentioned that our hangover medicine worked very well. Her husband, being a director in a vital department of the city, entertains a lot and recommended the hangover medicine to his friends at the dinner table. Afterward, the pharmaceutical factory received several orders from small drugstores," explained Zeng Xuerou, who understood the principle that a good wine needs no bush, a hangover medicine that works without side effects was bound to sell well.

"It shouldn’t be that much though, although I don’t know how much it costs to start a factory, but I called auntie midway through last month, and she mentioned that hiring help to weed and plant sweet potato sprouts also costs quite a bit," Xiao Xian said, somewhat embarrassed. She merely chatted, and all the work was handled by Zeng Xuerou, it didn’t feel right to take so much money from her.

"What’s yours is yours. You really are a true Chinese, with no sense of intellectual property rights. You’re the inventor of the hangover medicine." Zeng Xuerou and Xiao Xian were discussing this at the school gate when suddenly Zhang Yiyi popped up.

"What are you talking about? You two secretly plotting behind my back, is it about something delicious? Xiao Xian, you just mentioned sweet potatoes, I love roasted sweet potatoes," the basketball team was significantly affected after Zhang Ke’s incident, Ni Shahe reduced the team’s practice hours following the school and the Ministry of Education’s requirements. Zhang Yiyi, having spare weekends recently, felt unbearably idle.

Zhang Yiyi, unlike Xiao Xian and Zeng Xuerou who could go home at the end of the month, could only stay in school to rot each week. Hearing anything about food, she immediately joined in.

"Who mentioned sweet potatoes, we were discussing serious matters," Zeng Xuerou said exasperatedly, Zhang Yiyi could sometimes be really clingy.

"It’s okay, Yiyi. My aunt also mentioned last time she called that we indeed have some sweet potatoes at home, saying we should roast them to eat. She even asked me to invite you and Xuerou to Yanqing to see, if you have time this weekend, why not come with me to the farm," the area around the farm was quite desolate, having a few guests could liven things up, Zhuo Feng had been complaining about the lack of life on the farm and even suggested raising some chickens and ducks to make it lively.

As soon as it was mentioned, Zeng Xuerou, hearing Xiao Xian would go to Yanqing and knowing that Zhuo Feng and Feng Xing were busy lately and Xiao Xian had to rush to the short-distance bus station to catch a bus, agreed to drive the two there.

Halfway through the ride, Zeng Xuerou couldn’t stand Zhang Yiyi’s persistent nagging and turned the steering wheel, heading directly to Yanqing.

Sacred Heart Middle School is located in the city center, and by the time school was out at 3:30 PM, Beijing’s traffic on Friday was comparable to a flattened can of sardines, sticky everywhere. But there was a silver lining, busy traffic meant busy traffic police, so no one noticed a bunch of students in uniform squeezed into a car.

Zeng Xuerou’s driving skills were impressive; a traffic situation that would usually trap ordinary people for at least half hour, she managed to get through in half that time, making several cars behind her honk impatiently as they struggled to keep up.