CMWKSD -Chapter 68 Business Explodes

As Ji Chaomian finished speaking, the crowd let out a roar and surged into the shop.

The small storefront was instantly swallowed up by people.

Shopkeeper Zhuang truly lived up to his more than ten years of experience—he quickly arranged for the assistants to stand at the counter and begin explaining things.

What Jiu Yue was selling were medicinal pills, so she simply made several display racks. Beneath each rack was a description of the pill’s effects.

It was almost like popular science—anyone who could read could immediately see what each pill did.

Those who couldn’t read could ask the shop assistants. Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian also stepped forward to help.

The three little girls stood behind the counter as well, politely answering questions from customers.

Shao Qing had already gone through all the pill descriptions earlier, and now helped Shopkeeper Zhuang keep the shop running smoothly.

At first, Wang Sheng had only sent his steward over—mainly to show support for Jiu Yue, since they would soon be splitting profits anyway.

Wang Sheng had made a huge sum of money. He had gone to Ji Family Village three times to buy sweet potatoes, collecting nearly a hundred thousand jin in total—almost clearing out the village’s entire stock.

All of that was thanks to Jiu Yue. So when he heard she was opening some kind of pill shop, and knowing how good her medical skills were, there was no way he wouldn’t come buy something.

But just as he finished chatting with Boss Huang next to him, he saw his steward run out of the shop. Not long after, the steward came upstairs.

“Master.”

Wang Sheng smiled. “Bought it?”

The steward shook his head, then nodded. “I bought the Black Hair Pill.”

Wang Sheng touched his own hair. Anyone with eyes could see the white strands on his head. There was no helping it—during the years Wang Jinnian was ill, he had been worn down until his hair turned white.

Madam Wang had white hair as well. This Black Hair Pill was indeed well bought.

The steward stepped forward, and several bosses all turned to look at him.

His face was flushed with excitement. “Master, Doctor Jiu Yue’s shop doesn’t just have the Black Hair Pill. There’s also the Hair Growth Pill, the Strengthening Pill, the Beauty and Skin-Nourishing Pill, the Qi-Replenishing and Kidney-Tonifying Pill, and the Digestive and Spleen-Strengthening Pill. There’s even a cheapest one—the Digestive Pill—three copper coins per pill. They say it’s especially suitable for children.”

Wang Sheng froze. “So many?”

“Yes, yes.”

Wang Sheng immediately lost interest in chatting with the other bosses. “Go—buy some Strengthening Pills, some Digestive and Spleen-Strengthening Pills, some Hair Growth Pills, and also some Beauty and Skin-Nourishing Pills for the madam.”

Wang Jinnian couldn’t eat pills yet, but he himself could. Strengthening was good, hair growth was good—he needed all of it.

Seeing how excited Wang Sheng was, another boss laughed. “Old Wang, is it really necessary? I say these medicines are probably just hype, meant to attract attention.”

Wang Sheng cast him a light glance. “You don’t have to buy if you don’t believe it. My son was pulled back from the gates of hell by Doctor Jiu Yue herself. Of course I believe.”

This wasn’t the first time they’d heard Wang Sheng say that Wang Jinnian had been cured by Jiu Yue. Of course, he never mentioned poisoning—only that the child had been weak since birth.

They’d done business with Wang Sheng for years, so they had some understanding of his family’s situation.

Someone hesitated and said, “It’s fine, my household manager will buy some.”

Steward Wang smiled. “Not only that—Doctor Jiu Yue’s shop has also posted many dietary therapy prescriptions. Buying a whole booklet costs three hundred and fifty wen. If you don’t buy, copying a single recipe costs five wen. The shop even provides paper and brushes.”

Someone who didn’t understand asked, “What kind of dietary therapy prescriptions?”

“This old servant doesn’t know the specifics,” the steward said. “I only heard the assistant explaining—night blindness, dizziness, migraines, weak constitution, deficiency, overweight, underweight… all kinds of prescriptions. Only what you can’t imagine.”

Several of the bosses had eaten medicinal cuisine with Wang Sheng at a restaurant a couple of times. Because the weather had turned cold, Jiu Yue had given Boss Wang a recipe for people whose hands and feet easily got cold in winter. After eating it, winter was much easier to get through.

And truly—after eating that medicinal cuisine, everything felt comfortable from head to toe. It seemed that the medicinal dishes in that restaurant were provided by Jiu Yue for Boss Wang.

Otherwise, why would Boss Wang support her so enthusiastically?

Those with quick minds had already begun instructing their stewards to buy the dietary therapy prescriptions.

Jiu Yue hadn’t copied many of them in total. Watching more than a hundred booklets disappear in no time, leaving only a few at the counter for people to copy, her face darkened.

Were ancient people’s purchasing power really this fierce? This wasn’t even Double Eleven.

The Strengthening Pills sold the most. Now there was only one bottle left in the display case, and people who hadn’t managed to buy any were asking about them.

As for things like Beauty and Skin-Nourishing Pills, women bought more. Many were sent by household maids—but Jiu Yue had set a rule requiring signatures.

So many maids didn’t dare sign their young lady’s name, and hurriedly ran back to fetch their own young lady or madam.

Jiu Yue muttered, “Am I already this famous?”

She knew that because she used high-quality medicinal ingredients, each bottle sold for five to ten taels of silver.

At such a high price, if you went to a clinic to get medicine, treating qi and blood deficiency might only cost a few dozen wen per prescription.

Of course, Jiu Yue’s pills were highly concentrated. After taking them for a month, the results would definitely be good.

But she had been living in Ji Family Village all this time, frequently hearing villagers argue endlessly over three or five wen.

So she had assumed that not many people could afford five or ten taels of silver.

Who knew!

She had misjudged completely!

Jiu Yue stepped forward and pulled the three little girls into the courtyard. “Go back and roll pills. I’ll go buy medicinal ingredients.”

The three girls looked at her with shining eyes—they hadn’t expected the pills they rolled to sell so well.

Jiu Yue had Ji Chaomian drive the ox cart, sending the medicinal ingredients and the three girls back together.

After all, Ji Chaomian couldn’t stand for long, and the girls needed to go back to make pills.

She really hadn’t wanted to make money. She clearly meant to set up an intelligence outpost—why were so many people buying things?

Jiu Yue stared blankly at Shopkeeper Zhuang, whose brush was moving so fast it seemed ready to spark flames. For once, she felt a twinge of conscience and leaned over. “Shopkeeper Zhuang, should we hire a couple more people?”

Shopkeeper Zhuang didn’t even look up. Writing as he spoke, he replied, “No need. Today is the opening day, and many people are buying because of the owner’s reputation. In a couple of days, there won’t be so many.”

Jiu Yue gave an “oh” and retreated again. Fine then—she didn’t understand business matters anyway. Whatever Shopkeeper Zhuang said went. “I’ll give you all bonuses later.”

Shopkeeper Zhuang took a moment to clasp his hands in salute. “Thank you, owner.”

That stiff, by-the-book manner made Jiu Yue inexplicably wonder how this man had managed to run Yunxiao Tower so spectacularly. But that rigorous style—customers really did fall for it.