Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

After returning to her room, Zhou Caiwei immediately took the pills and began cultivating.

She was also curious about what kind of pills needed to be taken in the bathroom.

It's for relieving constipation? But she's very healthy and doesn't need it.

Never mind, I'll just take it first.

At first, she thought it was just another pill like the one before, but something seemed off.

It's not that I feel any discomfort, but my body has started secreting a grayish-brown substance, accompanied by a strange smell...

"ah--"

Zhou Caiwei exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran into the inner guardhouse.

No wonder Ye Chen said he needed to go to the bathroom to take it; now I understand.

It's a good thing she didn't eat in front of Ye Chen, otherwise how could she face anyone?

......

After Ye Chen returned home, his mother kept asking him all sorts of questions.

They would ask questions like, "Where is Weiwei from? Are you two officially dating? Your parents are very happy with you!"

Ye Chen coughed lightly: "Mom, we're just good friends, don't misunderstand!"

"A good friend is coming over for New Year's Eve dinner?" Ye's mother glared at Ye Chen.

"Oh, is there a problem? Is there a rule that good friends can't eat together?" Ye Chen asked calmly.

"Hmph, you might fool others, but you're still too green to fool Mom. I can tell Weiwei has a thing for you. She looked at you 49 times during one meal, 18 of which were sneaky glances. You call that being a good friend?!"

Ye's mother spoke with reason and conviction.

Ye Chen was stunned: "Mom, you've observed all this? My God, with your talent, it's a waste not to use it for intelligence work."

Mother Ye raised her chin: "Tell me, how far have things progressed?"

Ye Chen clapped his hands: "Oh, I remember, I still have some things to take care of, I'll go upstairs first!"

Without saying a word, Ye Chen made a run for it, unable to withstand the attack.

"Hey, you silly child. But since Weiwei lives in the same neighborhood, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. Let's see how you manage to hide it now!" Mother Ye smiled confidently.

......

After returning to his room, Ye Chen thought about the red envelope and then remembered that he was still the owner of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

During the Lunar New Year, as the boss, I should at least show some appreciation.

The most direct way to say it is that they're giving out money!

Ye Chen opened his contacts and transferred 30 yuan directly to Li Wenlong.

The TCM clinic is operating normally and salaries are being paid as usual.

Although Li Wenlong is not short of money, it's one thing to be not short of money, but it's another thing for him to make a statement as a mentor and boss.

This red envelope must be given, and it has to be a large one.

He practically single-handedly built the TCM clinic, and he has indeed worked very hard during this period. He deserves the money.

Selfless and uncomplaining dedication will naturally be noticed by others.

Ye Chen had just finished turning around when Li Wenlong called.

"Master, what are you doing? Why are you transferring so much money to me?" Li Wenlong asked, completely bewildered.

"You've all worked hard these past few days. The TCM clinic is now on the right track, and you've made a great contribution. As your teacher, I have to show my appreciation!" Ye Chen said with a smile.

"But, but this is too much, I can't accept this money!" Li Wenlong refused directly.

Ye Chen shook his head: "They're just material possessions, don't be so fussy. Cultivators shouldn't be so excited. Alright, that's enough for now, I still need to give Zhang Qian and the others red envelopes!"

"But—" Li Wenlong wanted to say something more, but Ye Chen hung up the phone directly.

On the other end of the phone, Li Wenlong looked at the 30 yuan in the account with some helplessness.

Li Wenlong's wife leaned closer, her face full of disbelief: "Your little master sent you a 30 yuan red envelope? Did he transfer it to the wrong person?"

"You heard the phone call just now, my master is incredibly kind to his own people!" Li Wenlong shrugged.

"Old Li, you've finally found the right person to follow! He gave you a 30 yuan red envelope without hesitation, which shows he considers you one of his own!"

Li Wenlong's wife was extremely excited.

Receiving a 30 yuan red envelope for no reason would excite anyone. Although she is a teacher and has a decent salary, who could refuse such a large red envelope?

Li Wenlong was filled with pride, as if he could hold his head high in front of his wife, proving that his previous choice was correct.

"Yes, Master is the greatest benefactor in my life!"

Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken two hours!

The last sentence was what Li Wenlong thought to himself.

......

Ye Chen also sent Zhang Qian a red envelope, not much, only 10, just to round it up to a whole number.

He only had two disciples and one grand-disciple under his tutelage.

As the grandmaster, I have to show my respect, at least a token of my respect; I can't skimp on this expense.

Otherwise, people might think his sect is weak!

Girls can also hold their heads high during the Lunar New Year, buy things they like, and be more enthusiastic about work in the coming year.

Zhang Qian's house was quite lively at the moment. A group of women were drinking tea, eating fruit, and watching the Spring Festival Gala, while a group of men were drinking and chatting at the dining table.

In short, there were quite a lot of people; the living room sofa was full, and several people were sitting on the plastic red stools.

A glamorous woman sat on the sofa, legs crossed, chatting idly while cracking sunflower seeds. "Xiaoqian," she said, "I heard from my second sister-in-law that you work at a small clinic?"

Zhang Qian looked at the glamorous woman and nodded: "Yes, Aunt!"

The alluring woman chuckled lightly: "Sigh, you're still too young and naive. Quitting your job at the hospital to go to a small clinic, I really don't understand what you were thinking!"

A middle-aged woman next to her shook her head as well: "Everyone else is trying to squeeze into the hospital, but you just quit your job. It's not that I'm criticizing you, but young people need to be more down-to-earth!"

Another middle-aged woman chimed in, "The hospital benefits are so good! Xiaoqian, you're too reckless. Once you've been working in society for a while, you'll realize just how great hospitals are. Don't think your aunt is being long-winded; just find a way to get back to the hospital!"

Zhang Qian shook her head with a wry smile. Outsiders only see the good side and think that hospitals must be good.

They didn't see her struggle to adapt to working night shifts at the hospital, or how her body couldn't handle it.

It's important to understand that not everyone has the physical capacity to endure that kind of strain.

"I often had to work night shifts, and I couldn't take it, so I quit!" Zhang Qian smiled slightly.

Auntie sighed, "Sigh, it's just working the night shift. You'll get used to it in a few years. Young people need to learn to endure hardship. There's no such thing as an easy job. Back in our day..."

Zhang Qian nodded without refuting, "Yes, yes, you're right!"

When elders are nagging, it's best to move on from the topic.

Arguing with her? When you refute her, not only will you not change her fixed idea, but you will also give her more points to criticize you for.

"Endure for a few years" sounds so easy, but does it really mean you'll develop crow's feet, dark circles, and become a haggard-looking woman...?

Auntie continued, "How much money can a small clinic make? Why don't you quit your job and learn sales from your aunt? She's already the top salesperson in her clinic, earning over ten thousand a year!"

Auntie Si chimed in, "That's right! Your aunt is only 10 years older than you. You're about the same age, so you can exchange experiences!"

Zhang Qian gave a polite smile: "I'm very satisfied with my current job, and my mentors are very nice people!"

She knows the goodness of the TCM clinic and her master herself; there's no need to tell outsiders.

The glamorous woman scoffed, "What's the use of being a good person? How much does your boss pay you? These days, the workplace is all about playing the emotional card; it's all about exploiting labor. You're too naive!"

As soon as the glamorous woman finished speaking, Zhang Qian's phone beeped.

"10 yuan has been deposited into my Alipay account!"