
Jiang Zheng really wanted to be crushed when faced with such a master.
The allowance of this month was up, and the ingredients on this list could not have been obtained without ten thousand silver. To use this single list and ask for ten million silver in return for – isn't this a mere sign of insanity?
“Please, cry! A crying man is not a crime!” Jiang Chen chuckled, “But what if I tell you that this list comes from the gods? Would you still think I was crazy?”
“I'm treating the princess's illness? Do you think I'm crazy too?”
“Even if I was crazy, would I drag my father, my entire family into this? I may be useless, but I'm not completely stupid, right?”
Jiang Zheng was stunned by the question that flew like a rain of arrows. It's true, even though this master has done a lot of silly actions, he won't go any further by taking down the entire Jiang family, right?
Could the message of the gods be true?
“Jiang Zheng, honestly I can tell you that we will not sell the list in your hands for all the silver in the world. You told the person in charge of the Healing Hall that they were not the only apothecary in the Eastern Kingdom. If they did not want it, then the Farmers God Temple or the Pill King Garden would break their heads to obtain it. They would drown in their own regrets when the Hall of Healing was defeated by someone else. Once the pills start to be produced, all the drugs on the market will be removed from the shelf and thrown into the trash. That won't be useful!”
Jiang Chen gestured as he said this firmly and confidently.
He's not just throwing nonsense. Jiang Chen had refined all of the pill recipes in his mind many times, eliminating all of the saint and divine level pill recipes and finally choosing a recipe that was not too outstanding, but was obviously extremely rare.
And the most important thing was, given the level of Eastern Kingdom medicine, the ingredients this prescription required were not beyond the limits of their tolerance.
Seeing Jiang Zheng still putting on a skeptical expression, Jiang Chen really wanted to storm over and stomp on the man a few times. It seems that easy for me who is amazing to choose such a recipe!
We should know that in his past life, Jiang Chen could not train because of his yin condition. Therefore, during the millions of years of being the guardian of the Tianlang Library, his greatest hobby was to pursue the dao science of alchemy.
It could be said that those millions of years had witnessed him ascending to the peak of the alchemy dao, with the same standing as the timeless alchemy legends that were famous throughout the land.
For the past Jiang Chen, finding a pill recipe was as easy as eating and drinking.
But - - - - but
For a small place like the Eastern Kingdom, an overly sophisticated pill recipe might be written in ancient hieroglyphics; no one could understand it.
He didn't even want to waste his brain power on overly basic or pointless recipes.
He had spent a lot of thought and effort to choose this one from the list of common pill recipes. However Jiang Chen was very confident that if dropped to a place like the Eastern Kingdom, his recipe would still shock many people.
In the end, Jiang Zheng was still continuing on his way.
It was not that he had been convinced by Jiang Chen, he solemnly said to himself along the way. Even though the young master was very layman, he would not make jokes about the princess' illness or risk the life of the entire family.
So, he was firmly trying to convince himself that perhaps the gods did look upon the young master favorably, and perhaps he obtained a priceless pill recipe as a result.
Although he was still quite skeptical, especially after recalling the crazy antics that Jiang Chen usually did, Jiang Zheng really had no choice.
Even though he knew this was ridiculous and unbelievable, he still had to prepare and give it a try.
Otherwise, even though he could, with great difficulty, raise enough money and buy all the listed ingredients, he would have come home and suffered a different disaster when he faced his wife.
“Ai, they say being a young Duke's servant is something to do and be proud of, but why do I feel my days are so sad?” He tragically wiped the corners of his eyes and walked lethargicly to the Healing Hall.
“If that really happens, I will let them mock and mock me for a while. This is not the first time.” Jiang Zheng felt a little better after this thought came to his mind.
The Hall of Healing was a famous and influential power in the imperial city. The buildings are a beautiful path.
When Jiang Zheng reached the front steps of the Healing Hall, he felt both of his legs go numb. Fear began to grow in his heart as he thought about the haughty attitude and contemptuous tone of the peers in the Hall of Healing.
“Uh... it... um... I need some medicinal ingredients!”
Jiang Zheng gathered his courage many times before finally making it through the front door and towards the counter.
The associates in the Hall of Healing were all professionally trained before starting work. The first skill to be trained is the ability to remember faces. Which face needs to be adored, which one needs to be flattered, which face is enough with a normal attitude, and which ones his peers can be proud of.
Jiang Zheng's face was unfamiliar to him, and of course he was someone who could make his comrades interested.
“Ehem. Sir, buying medicine is fine. But let's talk about the rules first. Hall does not do business on credit, materials and money must be paid in full.”
Jiang Zheng hurriedly said, “Cash money, I have cash.”
The colleague took a quick look at the list and flicked some beads into the abacus. “Total eight kinds of spirit level materials, 9,800 silver according to the weight of the material. Same as usual, pay first, just get the material.”
Jiang Zheng's face flushed and coughed twice. He lightly tapped on the counter and said, “Eh, erm, uh, I want to talk to the person in charge.”
"What?" The face of the fellow went dark. "There's no money? How dare you ask for materials without money?”
“You want to talk to the person in charge? Do you know how busy the head of the Hall is? Every minute of it is worth tens of thousands of silver, how does he have time for you? Can you shoulder the responsibility and cost of wasting their time?”
“Come out and turn right. Read the rules of the Hall. Is it that easy to talk to the head? Are you a prince or a minister, or an honorable duke?
“If you want the ingredients then pay, if not then step aside and do not disturb us in business.”
The fellow flapped his hands with an impatient expression on his face, his saliva almost spraying Jiang Zheng's face. The degree of dislike that looks the same as if the colleague was driving away annoying flies.
Jiang Zheng had not never received the insults and jeers in the Hall of Healing before. It was not that he was someone who could not accept such treatment. In fact, he had endured too much suffering all along!
Do they really have to be arrogant? Really have to be like that?
Jiang Zheng could not stand it anymore, this fellow's special attitude was the straw that broke the camel's back, he exploded—
Jiang Zheng slapped his comrade's face hard, "Open your worthless eyes and take a good look at what this is!"
“The person in charge is worth ten thousand silver a minute? Will I be willing to tell you that I am worth several million silver per minute?”
“How dare you delay my business, I can make your Hall of Healing store close! Do your parents know how great you are, a very powerful employee? Does your head know?”
The fellow looked at the star from the power of that slap. He held her face, disbelief clearly visible in his eyes.
This is the Hall of Healing! One of the most prominent places in the entire imperial capital!
In ordinary working life, even noble and powerful families had to be restrained, polite, and accommodating when they came here.
But today, he was hit!
And by someone who was dressed very simply, someone who was clearly not a servant of a noble and powerful family!
Is the sky falling?
He immediately shouted like a slaughtered pig, “Someone came to make trouble in the Hall, he beat up people!”
A group of armored warriors filled with weaponry rushed out as soon as a slaughtered pig-like cry sounded. A person who seemed to be holding a position of authority also came out from behind.
He would become furious upon seeing the simple-dressed and ordinary-looking instigator when the shiny carved dragon medallion on the counter caught his attention. His expression immediately changed drastically.
“Administrator He, it was the dog of a slave who dared to hit me. This is not a beating just for me, but also addressed to the holy name of the Healing Hall!” The partner who was hit immediately complained like a child looking at his parents when he saw a familiar face.
As soon as he finished—
A cleaner, meaner slap landed well on his cheek. The slap threw him a few meters from the counter.
But this time, it was administrator He who slapped the fellow.
“You worthless thing, are your eyes on your ass? How dare you reward an honored guest? It was a decent slap, you deserved it if you were beaten to death!”
After reprimanding his partner, Administrator He's threatening expression turned into a face filled with smiles, as if spring had returned to earth.
“Master, my subordinates are blind and have offended your noble self.”
He turned his head to shout rudely at the soldiers, “What are you guys doing? Sitting around watching the paint peel off? Scram!”
These soldiers were clearly under the command of administrator He when they faced off and walked away after receiving their orders.
Jiang Zheng had not expected something like this. He had just lost his rationality and exploded in pressure and drive.
To be honest, the young master had given him this gold medal. He didn't even know what it was, it was just that the young master said it might be useful.
He has nothing to lose and gets everything when he tries it.
Who knows, it's really useful! Surprisingly, it was useful!
…it's okay, it'll be useful! The king engraved dragon medal was the highest level mark that could be given. How is it useless? One could behave free from punishment in the Eastern Kingdom with this!
“Can I know your noble name? Please go through here. My subordinate is an idiot, let your humble servant convey his apology.”
Jiang Zheng had never lived under a rock in his entire life. He knew that it was because of the gold medal that the person in front of him fell in love to please Jiang Zheng. Shit, it tastes good!
Despite the good feelings, Jiang Zheng did not lose his composure. He already fully understood the situation now. “At first it was just a small thing, but your partner. I won't speak anymore. Since the Healing Hall did not accept me, then I will try my luck at the Peasant God Temple or the Pill King Garden. Maybe the people there will treat me like a human?”
Administrator He shuddered inwardly after hearing those words. It was obvious that this honored guest was still angry. He secretly inspected Jiang Zheng, but found no clues whatsoever.
He was dressed modestly and did not look like a leading noble.
Except, this honored guest had intentionally changed her clothes? What a great strategy, he is quite a character. Administrator He was confused because he could not read the situation.
Administrator He's thoughts floated onto the medallion as he saw Jiang Zheng was actually preparing to leave. How dare he let Jiang Zheng go? That extremely powerful mysterious medallion holder would definitely create trouble for the Hall of Healing!
Although the Hall was not afraid of trouble knocking on its door, the Hall wanted to avoid offending characters of this level if possible!
“Please sir, hold your step. The third hallmaster of my hall and some elders happened to be at the residence. You are a noble and honorable guest, I will immediately inform the principal and elders. Even if you have an appointment later, allow my hall to serve you a cup of tea as an apology.
Unlike the ordinary fellow, Deacon He is a person who is experienced in the way of life. He is flexible and adaptable, and has the ability to handle things properly.
Jiang Zheng's move to leave was actually a fake act. To be honest, he feels really good. This was the first time he had felt this way since he had become the young duke's servant.
Pride and joy!
In the past, even the fellows in the Hall of Healing had been tall and mighty people, not to mention people of the lead type. None of them had polite words for him.
But today, administrator He should call himself “He little” in front of him, Jiang Zheng!
Regardless of whether he could become the best steward in the future or not, at least he felt very good and strong today!
Suddenly, Jiang Zheng felt an unexpected hint of confidence in the young duke of his household.