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Chapter 252 Cutting a Crop of Leeks

Prince Duan and others were surprised that Prince Yi was on such a thorough defensive measure.

With no other options, Prince Duan resorted to this desperate measure, and Qin Shou was forced to deal with Zhou Chang again.

Zhou Chang did not wait for Qin Shou to collect the banknotes, and handed the prescription to Qin Shou openly: "Master Qin, take a look, this prescription is real. This is a special configuration of my four-flavor medicine shop, and there are many precious medicinal materials added to it for nourishing the body. Therefore, Master Qin, you must understand that what I sell is not a prescription for epidemics, but a prescription for nourishing the body. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand." Qin Shou took the prescription and looked at it carefully. There were dozens of medicinal materials densely written on it. Some of them he knew in advance would be there, while others he could not think of and needed to take it back for careful consideration.

Zhou Chang stood with his hands behind his back, and waited for Qin Shou to put the prescription into his arms before he stretched out a hand to ask for the banknote: "Banknote?"

"Yes, yes..." Qin Shou hurriedly sorted out the half-paid silver bills he had just taken out, and put together ten silver bills worth one thousand taels each and handed them to Zhou Chang.

Zhou Chang took the banknote, a satisfied smile overflowed from his eyes, and he didn't need to count it again, and put it directly into his arms: "Dean Qin, I will take 10,000 taels for this nourishing secret recipe. You can sell it to others and add any amount you want. I don't mind at all."

"Yes, yes..." Qin Shou did not dare to say more. He finally understood what Prince Yi was planning, but he was already in a difficult situation.

Zhou Chang turned around and took out three small packets of medicine powder from the carriage.

Ever since the first time the Imperial Hospital sent someone to ask for the prescription, she discussed with Zhong Yu that the prescription would not be kept secret for long and what to do next.

Whether it was the prescription given to Yuan Chuan to handle the task or the prescription given to Qin Shou to sell for silver.

All the prescriptions were copied and "polished" by Zhong Yu in advance.

In the final analysis, it is difficult to distinguish true from false, but that is not the point.

The main thing to sell is the "king's medicine", three small packets for ten thousand taels of silver, enough for one person to drink for three days.

It can be said to be "black", but it is to make money, and it is not shameful to specifically cut the leeks of rich people.

Zhou Chang handed three small packages of medicine powder to Qin Shou and said, "Chief Qin, these three packages of medicine are given to you by me, but I won't charge you any extra money. As for how to use them..., you are an expert doctor, so I won't waste my words on you."

"Yes, yes..." Qin Shou took it, his tadpole eyes drooping.

Zhou Chang had to "motivate" the newly developed "downline" at this time: "Director Qin, you have to cheer up, our business will depend on you from now on."

"Ah?" Qin Shou didn't understand how he had ended up like this, and was caught in the middle.

"What I'm saying is, Dean Qin, you should actively attract all your wealthy clients. After all, the tonic prescription is good, but without this..." Zhou Chang's eyes fell on the powder, and his words couldn't be more clear. "Dean Qin is a skilled doctor and should know that the effect of the medicine may be wasted, which means people's lives are wasted."

"Yes, yes..." Qin Shou's tadpole eyes no longer moved.

Finally, Zhou Chang patted Qin Shou on the shoulder affectionately and said, "God is merciful. Although we are making money, we are also saving lives. Dean Qin, you must work hard and be diligent and brave."

After saying this, without Qin Shou being able to answer any more, Zhou Chang turned around and walked towards the epidemic area.

The skinny monkey followed from behind, not without concern: "My Lord, is there anything wrong with doing this?"

Zhou Chang didn't even turn his head and said: "What's wrong with that? I'm selling 'tonic prescriptions', not making money from the country's misfortune."

"That's not what I'm talking about... Didn't the prince promise the old Taoist priest that he wouldn't make money using prescriptions? But now... I'm afraid..." the skinny monkey reminded.

"Alas, there is nothing I can do..." Zhou Chang sighed. She had thought about this problem before. "Who made us short of silver now? The imperial court gave us only 30,000 taels of silver, which is not enough for the people here to eat porridge."

As they were talking, Zhong Yu came out from the medical tent.

This time, Zhou Chang did not need Zhong Yu to ask him to do anything. He took the initiative to hand it over and took out the 10,000 taels of silver that he had just put into his pocket: "Mr. Zhong, 10,000 taels."

Zhong Yu took it, but his frown did not relax as it had been in the previous times. After receiving the banknote, he did relax a little.

"Mr. Mo Chou, this is the only way we can do. Look at the people in this epidemic area, they are all waiting for money to save their lives. Besides, the money I make from selling prescriptions is from rich people, so it can be considered as robbing the rich to help the poor. Even if Taoist Yun Huazi asks about it one day, it will be reasonable." Zhou Chang knew what Zhong Yu cared about and what he was worried about.

Zhong Yu also understood this truth, otherwise he would not have written a prescription for Zhou Chang, so he also put the banknote into his arms and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty. I will go to the Four Flavors Pharmacy later and use this money to ask Manager Fu to find a solution."

"No rush. Today was a great success. I'm sure Qin Shou will bring us more business in the future." Zhou Chang said, "But I really don't want to deal with that guy. In the next few days, I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhong to deal with him. Just sell him the medicine powder."

Zhong Yu originally did not think it was a good idea, and he also felt that it was inappropriate to do so, so he could not help but ask, "Your Majesty is sure, then Lord Qin will come again?"

"As long as he wants to make money, he will definitely come again." Zhou Chang was very sure.

All of these people who serve in the court have their abacuses clacking in their minds. They speak high-sounding official language, but in their hearts they are calculating their own little schemes.

Today she asked for a huge amount of 10,000 taels, but Qin Shou might not increase the amount even more.

The reason why Zhou Chang asked for such a high price was to reduce Qin Shou's bargaining space, but even so, it was still limited.

After all, although there is an upper limit to drug prices, there is no lower limit to human greed.

The next few days happened just as Zhou Chang had expected.

Qin Shou's business developed smoothly, and he received orders from nobles in East City and South City one after another.

Zhou Chang sighed as he collected a handful of silver bills.

Poverty still limited her imagination. These people were really rich. They were willing to buy three small packets of medicine powder at 12,000 yuan. Her original price of 12,000 yuan might have been too low.

During this period, Zhou Chang was summoned to the palace again.

Emperor Lin personally asked her for the prescription.

Zhou Chang stretched out his hands and asked Emperor Lin for silver, because the epidemic was now spreading and there was a serious shortage of medicinal materials, and the 30,000 taels of silver had long been used up.

When the money was mentioned, Emperor Lin immediately lost his temper and could no longer be tough, but he handed over the right to control the epidemic in the entire Jindu City to Zhou Chang.

In order to avoid the possibility of the epidemic spreading, Zhou Chang could not delay any longer.

He immediately ordered the plague hospital to set up several medical tents at the intersection between East City and South City. Anyone who suspected that they had contracted the plague or had already contracted the plague could go for a consultation, and if the diagnosis was confirmed, they could get medicine.

At this point, the business of selling medicinal powder is like harvesting leeks only once, and there will be no more opportunities.