After transmigrating into the book, the prime minister always wants to farm with me.

Chapter 70 Centennial Ginseng
"So how are you going to get back later? Or should I come pick you up again in a bit?"

Qi Yunran smiled and said, "That's great, thank you in advance, Uncle Liu."

"Yun Ran, you're too kind. We'll be going now."

At this time, the money from selling the honey had already been given to Pei Shubo, the son of the village head.

The village head is always fair and fair; he won't divide the land among people who aren't all there.

So, when Uncle Liu said he was keeping an eye on their share of the money, he was just joking.

His main purpose was to earn the fare for this last trip.

He's quite a cute old man.

Watching the oxcart disappear into the distance, Pei Yuanjun tapped Qi Yunran on the head: "They're gone."

"Where to?" Qi Yunran asked blankly.

Pei Yuanjun looked at her helplessly: "Weren't you going to sell herbs?"

Qi Yunran immediately came to her senses and covered the inconspicuous cloth strip in her hand.

"Don't even think about it, I'm not giving you any!"

Pei Yuanjun teased her, "Aren't you afraid I'll tell them?" He glanced meaningfully at the departing oxcart.

Qi Yunran glared fiercely at Pei Yuanjun: "Despicable and shameless scoundrel."

Pei Yuanjun secretly spat out a mouthful of blood. How had he been despicable?
Didn't you keep everything from her?
"At most, I'll give you ten taels as hush money."

Pei Yuanjun frowned.

"Those twenty taels?"

Pei Yuanjun's gaze swept coldly over Qi Yunran.

Qi Yunran was still a little unaccustomed to it: "Then... fifty taels at most, any more and I'll fight you to the death!"

Pei Yuanjun's pent-up anger couldn't be contained; would he steal her money?

He slapped Qi Yunran on the head: "Where did your usual quick wit go?"

After saying that, he strode into the pharmacy.

Qi Yunran then realized that they had somehow returned to Chen's Medical Clinic amidst their playful banter. Manager Sun was directing Xiao Xing, a pharmacy clerk, to carefully pack wild honey into earthenware jars. They wrapped the jars with thick cotton cloth and transported them to the capital overnight.

When he finished his work, he saw Qi Yunran and Pei Yuanjun and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Is there anything else you and this young master need?"

I saw that my assistant, Xiao Xing, had gone out to deliver goods.

Qi Yunran then took out a thirty-year-old wild ginseng from her bag. Manager Sun looked surprised, but remained calm.

Qi Yunran then took out a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, and Manager Sun immediately ran over from behind the counter. He picked up the hundred-year-old wild ginseng that Qi Yunran had placed on the table and examined it closely.

The more I looked, the more alarmed I became; my heart pounded wildly.

He was overjoyed to find a century-old wild ginseng in this small place.

Now the young master can transfer him back to the headquarters in the capital.

"Young lady... are you planning to sell this?"

After confirming that it was a century-old wild ginseng, he was so excited that his voice trembled. He was also afraid that Qi Yunran would not sell it to him, so he asked questions rather cautiously.

Yes, sell them all!

"Good, good! Miss, your luck is truly incredible! In the future, you must sell any precious medicinal herbs to Chen's Pharmacy. As long as you sell them, they will be priced at the capital's rates."

Seeing how excited he was, Qi Yunran didn't dare to take out the three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng that was still in the cloth bag.

After thinking about it, I decided to keep it! A century-old ginseng is terrifying enough.

If another three hundred years came, wouldn't he faint from fright?
However, she's already been very high-profile; it wouldn't be good if she attracted the attention of people with ulterior motives.

Let's keep them and sell them later.

Seeing that Qi Yunran was really going to sell, Manager Sun finally felt relieved.

"In the capital, the price of this ginseng is two hundred taels per gram. This wild ginseng of yours weighs one hundred and five grams, which is twenty-one thousand taels of silver. What do you think?"

Seeing that the price was acceptable, Qi Yunran nodded in agreement.

However, I sold that fifty-year-old ginseng at a loss last time. I didn’t expect wild ginseng to be so valuable here!

(End of this chapter)