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Shi Yue felt warm in his heart. Jin'er and Yin'er must have known that Shi Yue was in debt from his casual chat with Xiaoyaozi. He didn't expect that these two greedy ghosts would be so considerate. This touched him a little. It was not in vain!

"Master said that he would give you the spiritual medicine. People should not break their promises. Two hundred hundred-year-old spiritual medicines can't sell for many spiritual stones. You can eat them!" Shi Yue said as he took out two hundred wooden boxes from the storage bag.

"My sister and I can't eat so much. Fifty plants are enough." Jin'er refused politely.

Yin'er didn't say anything. She stared at the wooden box on the ground with her eyes wide open, and her saliva was about to flow out.

"Master said that he would give you 100 plants each. Just eat sparingly." Shi Yue said solemnly.

Seeing Shi Yue's serious expression, Jin'er couldn't refuse.

"I knew the master was considerate. It's uncomfortable to be hungry." Yin'er's face lit up, she picked up a wooden box, opened it, and took out a green grass about a foot long.

The excavated spiritual medicine had been washed and was very clean. Yin'er stuffed the green grass directly into her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

"It's so sweet!" Yin'er smiled sweetly, with a satisfied look on her pretty face.

She picked up another wooden box, opened it, took out a blue flower about a foot long, and was about to throw it into her mouth, but was stopped by Jin'er.

"Didn't the master say? Let us eat less." Jin'er scolded.

Yin'er showed a bitter face and looked at Shi Yue aggrievedly.

Shi Yue chuckled and said, "Forget it, let her eat! Just don't eat it all at once."

"Hehe, I know, master." Yin'er grinned and threw the blue flower into her mouth.

Shi Yue's mind moved and he exited the palm space.

A crisp bird chirp sounded, and a palm-sized yellow bird flew into the basement. Qu Feiyan's voice suddenly sounded: "Miser, what have you been doing recently! You won't run around everywhere! I heard that the world of immortal cultivation in the Tang Dynasty has been a little uneasy recently. You should go out less during this period. If you have an accident, your sister will have no one to take care of her."

Shi Yue thought for a while and said, "Thank you for your concern. I also heard that the world of immortal cultivation in the Tang Dynasty is not peaceful, so I have been staying at home with my sister!"

The yellow bird circled around Shi Yue, spread its wings, and flew out along the way it came.

"Shi boy, it seems that you are very lucky! Qu girl actually used the communication bean soldier to tell you to go out less, tut tut." Xiaoyaozi's tone was full of envy.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi, a woman contacted me, so she likes me? I spend almost every day with Yan'er, why don't you say that Yan'er likes me." Shi Yue rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Well, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. It's possible."

Shi Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't respond.

Qu Feiyan stood by the window in Feiyan Pavilion, looking into the distance, with a thoughtful look on her face, wondering what she was thinking.

A crisp bird song interrupted Qu Feiyan's thoughts, and a palm-sized yellow bird flew in and landed on the palm of Qu Feiyan's hand.

Shi Yue's voice suddenly rang out: "Thank you for your concern. I also heard that the world of immortal cultivation in the Tang Dynasty is not peaceful, so I have been staying at home with my sister!"

"You stay at home with your sister, but you don't forget to earn spirit stones, miser, you are a good brother." Qu Feiyan murmured to herself, sighed, closed her jade hands, a yellow light flashed, and the yellow bird turned into a yellow bean, which she collected.

Two months later, Huichun Tower, a secret room.

Chen Hua sat behind a wooden table, checking the account book.

"Alas, the flow of people in Sanxinfang City is getting less and less, and business is getting worse and worse. I don't know when the ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage will be killed, which makes everyone sleepless and eat uneasy. There are not many hundred-year-old spiritual medicines in the store. The goods from the headquarters have not been delivered yet, and the hundred-year-old spiritual medicines purchased are getting less and less." Chen Hua frowned and said, with worry in her beautiful eyes.

"Shopkeeper, Senior Li Mubai is here, saying that he has a business to discuss with you." A man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Li Mubai, why is he coming to Huichunlou at this time? Is it because the batch of spiritual medicines he ordered has arrived?" Chen Hua's eyes were full of doubts.

She tidied her hair, got up and walked out.

Not long after, Chen Hua met Shi Yue in a side room.

"Friend Li, long time no see, but has the batch of spiritual medicines that I ordered arrived?" Chen Hua said with a smile.

"Not yet, I came here today to sell a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines, and I hope Madam Chen will help me." Shi Yue said sincerely.

Chen Hua frowned and asked in confusion: "Selling a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines? Isn't Xiancao Pavilion also a spiritual herb shop? Why doesn't Li Daoyou sell the hundred-year-old spiritual medicines in Xiancao Pavilion? Is there something wrong with this batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines? If Li Daoyou is unwilling to explain clearly, I dare not rashly purchase this batch of spiritual medicines from you."

After a while of uncertainty on Shi Yue's face, he said hesitantly: "A customer has reserved a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines, but has not come to pick up the goods for a long time. He only paid the deposit. The superiors are urging him to pay, so I can only sell this batch of spiritual medicines. Don't worry, Madam Chen, the quality of the spiritual medicines is fine. I can guarantee this."

"Is that true? If the customer didn't come to pick up the goods, Fellow Daoist Li would have put them in the warehouse. Why would the higher-ups urge you to pay?" Chen Hua asked with a half-smile.

Shi Yue smiled bitterly, sighed, and said, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from Mrs. Chen's sharp eyes. I'll tell you the truth! I lent a sum of spiritual stones to two friends. This sum of spiritual stones must be handed over to the higher-ups. The two friends have not returned the spiritual stones. The higher-ups are urging me to pay them back. I can only sell a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines to save the situation. I hope Mrs. Chen can help me. I'm very grateful."

Chen Hua suddenly realized that it seemed that Li Mubai had embezzled public funds and was worried that the matter would be exposed, so he sold a batch of hundred-year-old spiritual medicines to save the situation. As for lending spiritual stones to friends, it was mostly fabricated.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the Great Merchant Alliance. Some shopkeepers are blinded by greed and embezzle public funds. Afterwards, they sell the goods in the store to make up for the deficit. The lucky ones will slowly make up for the deficit and cover it up. The unlucky ones may lose their lives if they are found out by the higher-ups.

"I wonder how many hundred-year-old spiritual herbs you want to sell, Mr. Li? Take them out for me to see. If the quality is good, I will give you a preferential price." Chen Hua said this, thinking in his heart how to make a killing on Shi Yue.

In business, knowing that Li Mubai was in urgent need of spiritual stones, Chen Hua would definitely lower the price to make a fortune.

"One thousand three hundred spiritual herbs, I took them to Taisheng Tower before, and they offered too low a price, only six hundred and seventy spiritual stones for one hundred-year-old spiritual herb. I believe Madam Chen will give me a fair price." Shi Yue said with a smile, took out a storage bag from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Hua.