Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Hypocritical Shande Hall_1 Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Hypocritical Shande Hall_1 Upon leaving the Fuman Building, Lin Yuan imdiately felt the sunlight was extraordinarily pleasant today.
Having silver in hand really made a difference; her posture straightened up imdiately.
Just now, after leaving the elegant room, she even made a special trip to the latrine—not to relieve herself, but to discreetly divide the dozens of taels of silver.
She stashed the bulk of it in a more intimate place and left only five silver pieces in an easily accessible spot, convenient for when she needed to buy things for the house later on.
However, the pressing matter at hand wasn’t shopping, but selling.
There was still a pack of goji berries in her basket that she hadn’t sold.
Even though she was no longer relying on selling goji berries to make money, she had dried them diligently over the past two days and felt uneasy about not turning them into so cash.
As Lin Yuan ambled along the main street looking for a pharmacy, she pondered over what Lao Fan, that old man, had muttered to himself when he saw her goji berries.
She couldn’t recall what he had said now.
She decided not to dwell on it; Lin Yuan was never one to fret over such matters.
Indeed, the main street had it all.
She had only walked a little while when she found a large pharmacy bustling with people at the entrance.
“Shande Hall, possessing kindness and virtue, accumulating benevolence and rit, the na isn’t bad indeed.”
Muttering to herself, Lin Yuan walked in.
She had only taken a few steps when she brushed past a man dressed like a farr, who was frowning and sighing heavily.
Lin Yuan assud there must be soone seriously ill in his family and didn’t take it to heart.
As soon as she entered the main hall, a young assistant hurried over to shoo her away: “Off you go, off you go, our Shande Hall is not for just anyone.
If you want to seek dical treatnt, go to the little shops on the street!”
His loud rebuke attracted the attention of many people in the hall, who looked over not at the assistant but disdainfully at Lin Yuan.
Among them was a maid waiting for a prescription who sneered, “Does she even consider her own status, daring to seek treatnt at Shande Hall?
Delusions of grandeur!”
Lin Yuan had only entered to try her luck without much hope, but now, egged on by the young assistant’s brusque behavior, her temper flared up—she wasn’t going to leave.
Let them try to chase her off with a stick!
“I really hadn’t realized that seeking dical treatnt required looking at one’s status!” Lin Yuan waved her hand, brushed aside the assistant’s shoving, and confidently stepped further inside.
She continued to rant, “Right, those who co here for treatnt must be the nobles who never lift a finger and have no idea what grains they eat.
Us folks who’re used to farm work don’t have the leisure to fall ill.
Besides, the heavens have eyes; whoever is ant to live or die is already decreed.
Those who run to the pharmacy every other day—well, heaven might just take them away tomorrow to keep company in chatter.”
Although her words seed like self-talk, they were clearly aid at the maid who had just looked down on her.
The young maid, who appeared quite tender, turned red-faced and flustered, unable to respond.
With her mouth pouting and stamping her foot, she took the dicine bag the assistant handed her and stord off indignantly.
Shrugging her shoulders, Lin Yuan didn’t wait for the assistant to shoo her away again; she was already standing at the counter, slamming down the goji berries and loudly said, “Shopkeeper, I’m here to sell dicine!”
Hearing that she was here to sell and not to buy dicine, the assistant stopped chasing her away, his eyes rolling as he tried to invite her to the back room for a discussion.
Lin Yuan could see right through his intent—the back room was manned by Shande Hall’s staff, and she also noticed that the Shande Hall was all talk and no action, hardly benevolent at all.
She snorted, “I won’t go to the back room.
What if you beat up and then claim I fell on my own?”
The assistant wore a look of exasperation; this girl was far too blunt.
But still, he went to summon the steward.
The steward was a big fat man; as he walked, his entire body trembled with fat, and as he moved outside, he complained, “Selling dicine, selling dicine, why is everyone selling dicine today.”
Upon seeing Lin Yuan, the fat man’s squinty eyes imdiately emitted an ill-natured gleam, as if he wanted to strip her completely, inside and out, there and then.
Regarding her appearance, she had not eaten or dressed well in the past six months, too thin and not fully developed, but her delicate features were still fairly refined.
The fat man had an eye for such things and could tell at a glance that Lin Yuan was a beauty in the rough.
However, Lin Yuan disliked his gaze and glared back fiercely, pushing forward her wolfberries, “This, will you take it or not?”
Far from being intimidated by her fierce little glare, the fat man was even more intrigued.
His pig’s trotter-like fatty hand reached out, not to check the wolfberries but to touch Lin Yuan’s hand, smiling lecherously, “Sure, whatever little sister offers, big brother will take.”
Lin Yuan shuddered with goosebumps and quickly pulled her hand back, “Then na a price.”
When it ca to naming a price, the fat man suddenly beca much more serious.
He glanced at the bag of wolfberries and subtly pursed his lips, seemingly unimpressed with the herbs.
He casually grabbed a handful and began stuffing them into his mouth while making small talk with Lin Yuan, “Little sister, these things can’t cure diseases directly when used in dicine.
At best, they’re just for calming the spirit or preventing vomiting.
If we were to take these off your hands, who knows if we could even sell them?
How do I even set a price?
How about this, you co back for the silver after I’ve managed to sell them?”
As Lin Yuan watched him eat handful after handful with such gusto, her heart ached unbearably.
Upon hearing his words, it was clear that the fat man had no intention of taking her wolfberries.
But, the ones he had eaten couldn’t just be written off!
“Then, big brother, when should I co for the silver?” Lin Yuan asked with a cold smile, eyeing his fat hand as it reached for more wolfberries.
Her berries were not exceptionally dry and still had so moisture, making them deliciously sweet right now, which explained the fat man’s eagerness to eat them.
The fat man, thinking Lin Yuan was playing along, drooled with anticipation, “Tonight, co back tonight.”
Tonight!
This ti, Lin Yuan was thoroughly infuriated.
She slapped the fat man’s hand, which was grabbing for more wolfberries, down onto the table and yelled loudly, “You fat slob, if you won’t take my wolfberries, that’s fine, but you can’t keep eating them like there’s no end!
Let tell you, these wolfberries are for sale, not for feeding to a stinking fat pig like you!”
The fat man had not expected this maid to lash out at him suddenly.
His hand trapped under hers throbbed painfully as he howled and scread, all the while calling for help, “You ungrateful wretch!
eating your wolfberries is a favor to you, and you still want to sell them?
I’ll have you know, if Shande Hall doesn’t take sothing, not a single dicine shop in Zhuma Town will dare to take it!
Don’t believe ?
Just try!”
As he spoke, Lin Yuan caught sight of the man she had bumped into when entering now returning.
This ti, she noticed clearly: he had a good-quality ginseng in hand.
Connecting the dots with what the fat man had said, she figured it out—Shande Hall was bullying the locals in Zhuma Town, buying dicine at low prices.
Was there no justice left?!
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