Chu Qingzhi touched the horse's head. "This horse was about to die."
Tang Jinghong was familiar with horses. On closer look, other than the wounds on the horse's body, it's skin was also abnormal. It was very sick. "Can you cure it?"
Chu Qingzhi replied casually, "I can."
Tang Jinghong sized up Chu Qingzhi and said hesitantly, "Are you a vet?"
Chu Qingzhi paused what she was doing and said fiercely, "I can animals as well as humans. Do you have any problems with that?"
Tang Jinghong immediately shook his head. "No, I don't"
Chu Qingzhi nodded at Tang Jinghong and continued to apply the medicine on the horse. After ten minutes, she clapped her hands. "Come with me. I'll write you a prescription for your illness."
"Okay."
Tang Jinghong followed behind Chu Qingzhi. "I have a business to discuss with you."
Chu Qingzhi was a little curious. "Tell me about it."
Tang Jinghong leaned closer to Chu Qingzhi. "The army needs 5,000 sugar ice cream bars every day. Are you going to take this business?"
Chu Qingzhi said, "Why would I turn down this profitable business."
Tang Jinghong said, "By the way, you don't have to transport the ice cream bar. I'll send someone to get it."
Hearing this, Chu Qingzhi had an idea. She would not go to the county to sell ice cream bars anymore. She would start a wholesale business and get the villagers to take the goods from her and sell them in the county.
The nearest county to the village was the county where she went to sell ice cream bars, and there were also counties that were further away. These were all potential markets. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea. It could also reduce the hostility of some villagers towards her family.
After Chu Qingzhi thought it through, she said, "Send someone to get it the afternoon after tomorrow. I'll start making it tomorrow."
Tang Jinghong said, "Sure."
...
Today, Chu Qingzhi bought a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, but she had yet to grind the ink. "Tang Jinghong, can you help me get some water?"
Tang Jinghong turned around and was about to get some water when he suddenly stopped and turned around. "Qingzhi, actually, you don't have to call me by my full name."
Chu Qingzhi blinked. "Then what should I call you?"
Tang Jinghong said seriously, "You can call me Brother Jinghong like your brother and the others."
She was already a few hundred years old. If word got out that she called him brother, wouldn't her fellow cultivators laugh at her?
Chu Qingzhi glanced at him. "I'll call you by your given name in the future."
"How rude!"
Tang Jinghong came back with a bowl of clear water. He poured it into the inkstone and slowly ground the ink.
His long fingers were holding the ink ingot. His fingers were not delicate, but they were chiseled and very powerful.
Chu Qingzhi was a hand fetish. She stared at Tang Jinghong's hands and muttered, "Nice hands."
Tang Jinghong raised his eyebrows. "Thank you for your praise."
Seeing that the ink was almost done, she dipped her brush in ink and wrote down the prescription. "Take the medicine according to this prescription. You'll recover in half a month."
"Half a month?" Tang Jinghong was shocked. The other doctors told him that it was impossible for him to recover in this life, but Chu Qingzhi actually said half a month. "Are you sure I'll recover in half a month?"
Chu Qingzhi stared at Tang Jinghong dangerously and gritted her teeth. "Are you doubting my medical skills?"
Tang Jinghong quickly said, "That's not what I meant. I'm just surprised."
Chu Qingzhi deliberately teased Tang Jinghong. "That's right. I'm a vet. How can I treat humans?"
When Tang Jinghong heard this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You're too vengeful." He paused. "How much is the consultation fee?"
"Ten taels."
Tang Jinghong took out ten taels of silver and gave it to Chu Qingzhi. "Thank you."
Chu Qingzhi shrugged. "If you really want to thank me, you can give me another ten taels of silver."
Tang Jinghong chuckled. "You money-grubber."
Chu Qingzhi said righteously, "I only love money made in the right way."
...
Chu Tai stood at the door of Chu Qingzhi's room and wanted to say something.
Chu Qingzhi came out of the room and saw Chu Tai. She asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
Chu Tai found it difficult to speak, but what the village chief said made sense. "Qingzhi, I have something to tell you."
Chu Qingzhi nodded. "Grandpa, tell me."
Chu Tai said worriedly, "Qingzhi, our family is making more and more money. Everyone in the village is jealous. If this continues, I'm afraid our family will be ostracized…"
Chu Qingzhi thought for a moment. In this era, if they were ostracized and became the target of public criticism, it would be difficult for them to live in the village. She understood Chu Tai's worry. "Then what should we do?"
Chu Tai hesitated for a moment and said, "Qingzhi, then I'll get straight to the point. Do you have a way to let the villagers earn some money while our family is not affected?"
Chu Qingzhi said readily, "Grandpa, I already have this plan. Tomorrow, go to the village chief and tell him that our family will hire people to make ice cream bars. They have to be between the ages of 20 and 30."
Chu Tai didn't expect that Chu Qingzhi had thought of it in advance. He said, "Alright, leave this to me."
Chu Qingzhi nodded."Grandpa, let's go eat."
Chu Tai heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay."