CHAPTER 369: CHAPTER 231: MAGIC MEDICINE STORE

Yun Cangxue smiled bitterly, father’s heart, after all, still favored his own granddaughter.

Only Yun Sheng truly carried the Yun surname as a descendant of the Yun Family.

How could her Tang Yu compare to that despicable wench, equally adept at medical skills and magic?

"By the way, Xuexue, what were you asking daddy to do just now?" Yun Bahe asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, just a reminder that the chicken soup is a bit hot; be careful," Yun Cangxue watched woodenly as Yun Bahe finished the chicken soup.

"The chicken soup made personally by Xuexue really does taste good," Yun Bahe praised without any suspicion.

"If daddy likes it, Xuexue will make it for you to eat every day," watching Yun Bahe drink the chicken soup without showing any signs of poison, Yun Cangxue felt relieved.

After resolving Tang Yu’s matter, Yun Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief. This time, the Sky Hunting Corps had achieved a meritorious deed by discovering a Purple Gold Vein and saving hundreds of villagers. Upon their return to Yujing City, they were promoted to a B-level Hunting Corps by the Hunter Soldier Alliance.

Yun Canglang was thus kept dizzyingly busy.

Yun Sheng immediately began to reorganize the affairs of Little Ci’en Hall, unaware that a conspiracy far more terrifying than before was quietly engulfing the precarious Yun Residence.

Yun Sheng had just returned to Little Ci’en Hall when he received news from Lin Yao’er.

"Oh, are you saying that Brother Zhou sent over all the seeds for the medicinal herbs?" During the months Yun Sheng was detained in the northern border, Zhou Qingchuan had already returned to the headquarters of Wuji Commerce.

The matter with Zhou Family’s second uncle was also resolved.

Owing to his great contribution, Zhou Qingchuan was promoted to take over the position of the second uncle of the Zhou Family and became the chief steward of Wuji Commerce.

For which he was most grateful, was still Yun Sheng’s chivalrous aid along the way. So after he took over the affairs of the commerce, he immediately started the preparation of medicinal herb seeds in earnest.

The medicinal herb seeds chosen by Wuji Commerce were of high quality and fairly priced.

Upon calculation, Yun Sheng found that there were nearly a thousand types of medicinal herbs, with thirty percent being mortal-grade, sixty percent being treasures, and even ten percent being holy-grade herbs.

Such high-quality seeds could only come from Wuji Commerce in one go, even Medicine Emperor Pavilion would find it difficult to prepare them all at once.

For this, Yun Sheng specially wrote a letter of thanks to Zhou Qingchuan, and additionally, she sent a precious Purple Ginseng Ten Thousand Gold Pill to him.

"Master, why are you buying so many medicinal herb seeds all at once? What we lack are medicinal herbs, not seeds," Lin Yao’er was still unaware of Yun Sheng’s intention.

Because of being busy earlier, Yun Sheng had not yet had the chance to discuss this matter with Lin Yao’er.

"I have thought about it, to break free from the constraints of Medicine Emperor Pavilion, the best way is to find a stable and high-quality medicinal herb supplier. On the continent, the best medicinal herb suppliers with no direct links to the Medicine Emperor Pavilion are only the medicinal farmers," Yun Sheng relayed the idea of establishing their own pharmacy independently, as Zhou Qingchuan had mentioned before, to Lin Yao’er.

"This idea is crazy, but it seems workable. I’ve also encountered some medicinal farmers before; most of them are very honest," Lin Yao’er had been following Yun Sheng for half a year but still occasionally got shocked by her master’s radical actions and thought processes, "But will the period of fostering villages and planting medicinal herbs be too long? How much capital will we need to invest? If Little Ci’en Hall can’t provide elixirs and medicinal herbs again, I’m afraid it will soon have to shut down."

In this period, while Yun Sheng was away, the clinic only sold magic medicine, thanks to Ji Mo. His concocted magic potions, sold to mages, barely kept the clinic running.

Yet Great Zhou is ultimately a nation of Martial Artists, who are willing to use Magic Potions, but relying solely on selling Magic Potions is not a sustainable strategy.

"No worries, others need a year to grow medicinal herbs, we only need half a year, or even less," Yun Sheng blinked, "I’ve already found out, on a mountain not far from Yujing City, there is a village. I’ll take you there tomorrow, oh right, call Ji Mo over."

The next day, Yun Sheng got up early, hired a carriage, selected some seeds of medicinal herbs suitable for planting near Yujing, and set off with Lin Yao’er and Ji Mo.

Sitting in the carriage, Yun Sheng saw Ji Mo sitting upright in silence, without speaking a word.

This Ji Mo really is a good employee. She had heard from Lin Yao’er that, during the month plus that she was away, Ji Mo worked from dawn till dusk every day, refining Magic Potions and taking care of the medical hall’s Medicine Field, even watching over Yun Canghai’s Magic Array a few times on her father’s behalf.

The kid is all good, just too thin-skinned; it’s said he blushes for a long time just seeing a female client and also that he’s a man of few words.

According to Lin Yao’er’s incomplete statistics, Ji Mo doesn’t say more than twenty words in a day.

If she hadn’t spoken with him when she hired him, Yun Sheng would really wonder if the boy was mute.

"Ji Mo, thank you for your hard work these past few days. Doctor Fan doesn’t understand Magic Medicine; the medical hall could only keep going thanks to you," Yun Sheng sincerely thanked him.

"It’s what I should do. I was invited by Divine Doctor Yun, and besides, it wasn’t just me who put in the effort; the Ancient Mage also came to help," Ji Mo said, still composed and speaking respectfully yet confidently in front of Yun Sheng.

Heaven knows that the more he acted like this, the more interested Yun Sheng was to talk with him, to see if she could break his record of minimal daily speech.

"Ji Mo, do you know why I am taking you to the village this time?" Yun Sheng, when setting off with Ji Mo, had only briefly mentioned that they were going to the village to take a look, without explaining her specific purpose.

"Divine Doctor Yun is going to look for Medicinal Herbs, right?" Ji Mo didn’t really understand why Yun Sheng wanted to search for medicinal herbs in such a remote mountain village.

The carriage had already travelled several tens of miles, the mountain roads becoming steeper and more rugged, jostling the carriage severely, the surrounding landscape growing increasingly desolate.

Ji Mo remembered that there should not be any villages nearby that were known for producing Medicinal Herbs.

"You’re right, we are here for Medicinal Herbs. To be precise, we’re here to find a place suitable for planting Medicinal Herbs," Yun Sheng said as the carriage turned onto a narrow mountain road.

"Passengers, the road ahead is difficult to navigate, and the carriage can only make it this far," the coachman leaned in and informed them.

The carriage stopped at the foot of a mountain not less than a thousand meters high, facing a trail that allowed only two people to walk side by side. Other than mules, carriages really couldn’t make it up.

"No problem, uncle, take this money and find lodging at the foot of the mountain for tonight. Come back to pick us up tomorrow afternoon," Yun Sheng said, and lightly floated, already standing on the mountain trail.

Ji Mo followed her down from the carriage, seeing Yun Sheng on the mountain path, in a light green dress, looking picturesque with a faint smile on her lips as she gazed at the village above.

She suits wearing green well.

Ji Mo seemed captivated by Yun Sheng’s radiance.

After a month apart, she has grown stronger.