Chapter 13

Xiang Qian has been a trader for a long time and has sold quite a few snacks. Even the biscuits from the south are not as good as the date cakes made by Song Li.

Different from the previous steamed cakes, the taste this time can be called amazing.

Xiang Qian even felt that the price of one yuan per pound was too low.

Song Li thought so too. Spiritual plants are precious and can nourish the body. The first batch of people who bought them will definitely repurchase them.

Moreover, she has no intention of expanding the date cake business yet.

After all, she couldn’t explain the source of the red dates, and she was afraid that if her business expanded, she would be targeted.

When the land contracting policy is relaxed next year, she will rent a hill to grow fruit trees. For now, she’d better keep a low profile.

Song Li raised the price of the date cake to two yuan per pound, and discussed the details of the sale with Xiang Qian. This price was higher than the Western pastries in department stores, and most people would definitely not be willing to buy it, so Song Li asked him to cut it into small pieces and taste it before buying.

Hearing Song Li’s words, Xiang Qian gave her a thumbs up.

“Sister Li, you are really good at doing business!”

Even though letting people taste the food may result in some loss of money, it can open up the market the fastest.

Just based on this irresistible taste, Xiang Qian doesn’t believe that anyone would not buy it after trying it.

Song Li smiled and didn’t take his praise to heart. She was just standing on the shoulders of her predecessors.

Song Li took out the remaining jujube cakes from the backpack and said, “Sell these 20 kilograms today. If they sell well, I will supply you with 50 kilograms every day. You can get a 20% commission for every kilogram sold. No matter how much you earn, it’s all yours.”

“Twenty percent?”

Xiang Qian’s breathing became heavier. If he could sell all 50 kilograms of date cakes, he could earn 20 yuan a day, which would be 600 yuan a month…

Xiang Qian suddenly couldn’t believe that he was really going to get rich this time!

“Don’t worry, Sister Lizi, I will definitely sell it to you!”

Unlike the blind guarantee last time, Xiang Qian is really confident this time.

“Okay, I believe you.”

Xiang Qian is smart and reliable, so Song Li feels at ease entrusting the business to him.

The young man was full of energy. After being in the black market for a long time, he had his own sales channels, so Song Li no longer interfered.

She came into the city today for other purposes.

There are still too few types of spiritual plants in the space, and they are all common vegetables such as radishes and cabbages. She wants to find some fruit seeds.

But now everyone is hungry and no one wants to buy fruit, let alone seeds. Song Li walked around for a long time before she found one.

The stall owner was a skinny old man wearing a gray and black tattered cotton jacket. He leaned against the wall with his head hunched. When he saw Song Li coming over, he just raised his eyelids, obviously not thinking she wanted to buy anything.

“What seeds do you have?”

“Schisandra, wolfberry, Acanthopanax, Codonopsis, wild grapes, wild blueberries…” the old man answered casually.

His stall isn’t big, but he has a lot of seed varieties, but the quantity of each is small.

“I want them all.”

“You want both?”

The old man changed his posture and the indifference on his face turned into seriousness.

Song Li nodded, “Calculate how much it is.”

“No money, you can exchange it for ten kilograms of noodles and ten kilograms of rice.”

The old man is asking for too much. You have to know that food is in short supply now. Ten kilograms of noodles and ten kilograms of rice cost five yuan, and this is even with food coupons. It will be even more expensive if you buy it on the black market.

He only wanted to sell these few broken seeds for five dollars, and it was obvious that he was taking advantage of Song Li.

But Song Li was so fond of seeds, so she nodded decisively, “Then wait for me for a while.”

When the old man saw that she really agreed, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes. He wondered if Song Li wanted to report him to the police.

He watched Song Li go to the stall selling grain before he felt relieved.

It seems like he is really being made a fool of himself by wasting so much money.

After the two of them finished the exchange, the old man pulled Song Li and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, he whispered, “Do you want ginseng seeds?”

Ginseng seeds?

Of course Song Li wanted it, because wild ginseng can save lives nowadays.

“How many do you have?”

The old man choked for once and glared at her.

What do you mean by “how much”? Do they really think ginseng is cabbage? If this had happened ten years ago, he would have scolded his disciples if they had dared to talk to him like this.

When the old man thought of the past, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

“Two, ten dollars each. It would be better if you exchange them for food.”

“You really are taking advantage of me.” Song Li chuckled. Although the old man was dressed in rags, he had a sense of arrogance in his bones. It was obvious that he was a big shot in the past.

“If you can grow it, it’s worth more than ten dollars.”

“You also said that it can be grown. If ginseng is so easy to grow, would you have kept it until now?”

The old man couldn’t argue with her, mainly because he was in the wrong. Ginseng grown for decades might not even be priced this high.

“Add this and it will be fine!”

The old man took out a cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Song Li.

The cloth bag was the size of a palm, with frayed edges all around. When Song Li opened it, she found that it was actually a pair of silver needles.

And the old man must cherish it very much, otherwise he would carry it with him.

Song Li returned it, “I don’t want this. I’ll buy your ginseng seeds, but you have to accept me as your apprentice and teach me medical skills.”

There are many talented people in this era, and Song Li dare not underestimate anyone. Anyone who can produce ginseng seeds must have some real skills.

She had not originally intended to study medicine, but when she met the old man today, she thought of her own space.

The greatest function of the water condensation beads is healing power. It is a waste of the spiritual plants to only do business as food.

However, the old man’s face changed drastically when he heard her words, “Why study medicine? I can’t do medicine!”

He is where he is today because of his medical skills.

He swore that he would never accept another disciple.

“Okay then, I don’t want any of your seeds.” Song Li took out the seeds from the basket and exchanged them for her own rice and flour.

Seeing that the food was gone, the old man became anxious.

“Stop it, we already discussed this.”

“Then I feel like I’m at a disadvantage, so I have to change it.” Song Li had already put the rice and flour into the backpack.

“You little girl!” The old man was so angry, “You think studying medicine is a good thing? If people find out, you will be arrested according to feudal superstition. I am not afraid of going to jail even though I have one foot in the ground. Why are you, a little girl, getting involved?”

I’m doing this for her own good, but she doesn’t know how to appreciate it!

“Master, I know this. A great man once said that Chinese medicine is a great treasure house. Although it is buried and misunderstood now, I believe that in the near future, more people will be willing to learn Chinese medicine.”

“You, this is just fantasy.”

Song Li’s words touched the old man so much that he even forgot to correct the way she addressed him.

He really wanted to promote Chinese medicine, but over the past ten years, his “disciples” have abandoned Chinese medicine to learn Western medicine, and have followed the trend to label Chinese medicine as feudal superstition.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe it, it’s that he really doesn’t see hope.

“Someone has to stick to it, otherwise our country’s culture will be cut off.”

Song Li said this because she knew that the country would restore the Traditional Chinese Medicine Bureau next year and ease the suppression of traditional Chinese medicine.

But the old man was convinced by her words, “You are right, I have lived half my life and still can’t make a little girl sober. Okay, I will accept you as my apprentice!”