After looking at Xi Qingyan's expression in the private room, the manager of the Divine Medical Pavilion was neither humble nor overbearing, and continued to increase the price calmly.

"Just now I wanted to sell you the antidote for 10,000 taels, but it's a pity that you made my master unhappy. Now if you want to buy the antidote again, you still need 10,000 taels, but this time, it's not silver, but gold.

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"You...just wait for me!"

The servant never thought that the other party would dare to increase the price after knowing that behind him was the Minister of Rites!

As a servant, he could only spend one thousand taels of silver at most. The Divine Doctor Pavilion demanded ten thousand taels of gold, so he could only rush back to the Minister of Etiquette's Mansion to bring in reinforcements.

Divine Doctor Pavilion, in the private room.

After the manager dispatched the people from Shangshu Mansion, he went to the private room and handed all the account books for these days to Xi Qingyan.

"Valley Master, this is the revenue of the Kyoto Divine Doctor Pavilion in the past six months. Originally, my subordinates planned to send it to the Divine Doctor Valley for the Valley Master to read. Now that you are here in person, it is really great."

After Xi Qingyan quickly glanced at the account book, he raised his eyes and affirmed the shopkeeper's ability.

"The rich are indeed the easiest to make money. The revenue of the Miracle Medical Pavilion in Kyoto is more than twice that of other places."

"Yes, that's what the owner of the valley said."

"However, the reason why the wealthy people in Kyoto trust the Divine Medical Pavilion so much is because, Master, your medicine is the best in the world!"

The manager responded respectfully.

Everyone in the Divine Doctor Pavilion was in awe of the Valley Master's medicine.

Other people's medicine shops saw the Miracle Medical Pavilion growing stronger and stronger, and some people secretly bought their medicinal powders and went back to study them. Unfortunately, they still failed to perfectly replicate the Miracle Medical Valley Master's prescription.

"The Miracle Doctor Pavilion is what it is today. In addition to my medicine, it is also inseparable from your efforts. At the end of this year, the salary commissions of everyone in the Kyoto Miracle Doctor Pavilion will be doubled. As for you, the director, you will directly reward the annual income of the Kyoto Miracle Doctor Pavilion."

One for dividends.”

Xi Qingyan knew that if he wanted the horse to run, he had to give it grass.

She doesn't believe in people's hearts, but believes that generous rewards can retain more people.

After all, in this era when everyone needs to support their families, money is the best reward for their hard work.

"Thank you Valley Master for the gift! On behalf of everyone in the Kyoto Divine Doctor Pavilion, I would like to thank Valley Master."

A valley owner who is generous with his actions and treats his subordinates kindly becomes more and more respected.

"Master, the people from Shangshu Mansion are here again. Remember what I just said."

Xi Qingyan saw the carriage of Mrs. Shangshu and the disfigured Xi Qingyan appearing in the market, and sent the director of the Divine Medical Pavilion to continue to make things difficult for the two of them.

"Yes, Valley Master! Don't worry, my subordinates will always obey your instructions!"

After the head of the Divine Medical Pavilion replied, he quickly went downstairs.

Mrs. Shangshu had already led a group of nurses to block the door of the Divine Doctor Pavilion.

"Who is in charge of this miracle doctor pavilion? Get out of here with me! How dare you ask for ten thousand taels of gold for five hundred taels of itchy powder antidote? Do you not want to continue to open this shop in Kyoto?"

Mrs. Shangshu was waiting for her servant to bring back the antidote. Unexpectedly, she didn’t even say that the antidote was brought back, but the price was also increased!

"Madam, I am the shopkeeper of the Miracle Medical Pavilion. The sale is a matter of mutual consent. The antidote for itching powder in our pavilion today costs 10,000 taels of gold. If you think it is expensive, you don't have to buy it."

The head of the Divine Medical Pavilion said calmly.

"It doesn't matter whether my store does your business or not, but it's not certain whether the face of the lady behind you will be intact..."


Chapter completed!