Chapter 106 Compensation
Wang Cong was filled with embarrassment. He was not often at home, and all the medicinal materials for the temple were bought by his third and fourth uncles who went down the mountain. How would he know why they didn't come to the clinic?
Although I don’t know the reason, I guess choosing him or not is just a matter of price or the quality of the medicinal materials.

Wang Cong smiled slightly and whispered, "Shopkeeper, the price of medicine here is the same, but I purchase medicine all year round in Sanqingshan, and the quantity purchased each time is not small. The price they give is not the market price."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he gritted his teeth secretly. He knew that the other party must have given benefits to Sanqing Mountain, otherwise why would Sanqing Mountain only buy from him?
He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then whispered, "How about this, from now on, whenever you purchase medicinal materials from Sanqing Mountain, I will give you a lower price?"

Wang Cong: "How is it cheaper?"

Shopkeeper: "No matter what kind of herbs they are, I will give them to you at 90% of the market price."

Wang Cong frowned and said nothing.

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "Eighty-five percent."

Seeing that Wang Cong still didn't say anything, the shopkeeper said, "It can't be any less. I know that every time you buy medicinal materials at Sanqing Temple, such as cinnabar, ginseng, ganoderma, and mercury, 15% of the market price is not a small amount."

Wang Cong said, "Shopkeeper, I am also a businessman, so I know that the higher the market price of something, the more money you can make. Licorice is cheap, and if it is reduced by 80%, you can only make a few cents. But for things like cinnabar and ginseng, even if it is reduced by 50%, your shop can still make a profit."

"Look at what Mr. Wang said. Our clinic is also taking a big risk."

Wang Cong shook his head. "Other things are fine, but the clinic has nothing to worry about. Birth, aging, illness and death are the normal state of life. Whether it is birth, death, aging or illness, medicine is needed. So everything in this world may not be sold at a loss, but there is no need to worry about medicine."

"Mr. Wang, you're telling me that everything in this world has its own value, and the same is true for medicine. I bought it for ten taels of silver, and the market price dropped to one tael the next. What can I do?" The shopkeeper looked distressed. "With my little money, can I still raise the market price and let it sell for ten taels of silver again?"

"All the medicines can be sold, but I lost nine taels of silver. If it were you, would you be willing to do that? Mr. Wang, since you run a business, you should know my difficulties."

Wang Cong nodded, "I know, so how about 80%? No matter what kind of medicinal herbs they are, 80% will be given to us at Sanqing Mountain."

He said meaningfully: "Since the shopkeeper knows where we buy the herbs, he should know that we spend a lot on them every month."

"My junior uncle and two junior sisters are still young now. When they grow up, more medicinal materials will be consumed. Just think about the money my father spent on raising me and my three junior uncles..."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. Wang Feiyin raised his three fellow apprentices and Wang Cong, and then he squandered all the wealth of the Wang family.

The Wang family was once one of the largest families in Yushan County.

Then I thought about the gossip I had heard. Every time the Taoist priests from Sanqing Mountain came down the mountain, they would go to the medicine shop on the other side of the city to buy medicinal materials. The expenses would range from dozens of taels to hundreds of taels.

This purchase volume alone is enough to support a pharmacy.

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, that's 80%!"

The two parties agreed that they would come to him next time they needed to purchase medicinal materials at Sanqing Mountain.

"Shopkeeper, the price of medicine has dropped, but the quality of the herbs cannot drop. As you know, we at Sanqing Mountain have always been very strict with the quality of herbs."

"I know, I know. Don't worry, Mr. Wang. The medicinal materials in our clinic are definitely not worse than those over there. Our clinic has been open here for decades and has a good reputation."

Wang Cong nodded.

Pan Jun waited until they finished talking before speaking, "Can we go now? It will be dark soon if we don't leave now."

Wang Cong took out the money and asked, "How much is the medical fee?"

The butcher nearby immediately shouted loudly like thunder: "We are coming, we are coming!"

Wang Cong looked at Pan Yun with a conflicted look on his face.

Pan Yun also sighed and waved to the meat stall owner, "Forget it, you don't have to pay. This is my bad luck. No..."

"What do you mean, kid? I didn't say I wouldn't pay you back, so why do you think you're unlucky?" The butcher was furious. He snatched the purse from his wife and said, "See? We even brought the money!"

He shouted, "How much do you want us to pay? Tell us the amount and we'll pay it!"

Pan Yun's eardrums were hurt by his voice. Wang Cong moved forward and stood in front of her, saying, "Brother, you misunderstood. My junior uncle said that you don't have to pay because he thinks this matter has nothing to do with you. She has been unlucky recently..."

"You are too superstitious, Taoist priest. What bad luck? Was the knife that cut her mine? Did I throw it away?" The butcher asked him angrily, "You said it has nothing to do with me? It's clearly my problem, but you say it has nothing to do with me. What's wrong with your brain?"

"Okay, okay, it's none of your business, none of your business," Pan Yun gave in and waved his hand, saying, "Then help me pay for the medical expenses this time."

The shopkeeper refused to charge them for the medical expenses. He said, "It's not worth much. Our two families have cooperated. Since I saw that Junior Master Guiguan was injured, I have to help no matter what."

Only a little bit of wine and linen was spent, and the gold and medicine used were all brought by Wang Cong himself. In total, it cost only ten cents, so it would be better to forgo it.

The shopkeeper refused to accept the money, so the butcher gave them the money and asked the shopkeeper, "How much would it cost to cure this wound in your clinic?" The shopkeeper said, "It's cold now. Change the medicine every other day. After three applications, the wound will scab over. It won't cost much. Including the gold wound medicine, sixty coins will be enough. The child is young and the wound is not big. Apply some ointment and the scar will disappear after a while. All in all, it's one hundred and twenty coins."

"Is scar removal so expensive?" The butcher opened his wallet to pay, "Including the money for hurting you and scaring you, I'll give you 200 coins and we'll call it a day. How about that?"

Wang Cong went to see Pan Yun and whispered, "Uncle Junior, based on my many years of experience observing my father, you will be even more unlucky if you take it."

Pan Yun: "Do you think if I don't take it now, will I be in trouble now?"

Wang Cong looked at the angry butcher, glaring with eyes as big as copper bells, as if he would attack him if he dared not agree.

Wang Cong was silent. He felt that if he disagreed, his junior master might not be in trouble, but he would definitely be.

So he stretched out his hand hesitantly, and was about to take the two strings of money handed over to him, when a small hand pressed his hand down and he looked back.

Pan Yun pondered and said, "Brother, we can pay you money, but can we pay less? Just pay for the medical expenses this time, ten cents. You just heard that we have our own medicinal materials in Sanqing Temple, and healing is free. And you didn't scare me, really, that knife didn't scare me at all."

Pan Xiaohei meowed in mockery, but Pan Jun turned a deaf ear to him.

She had already decided that when they went back, she would not let Pan Xiaohei ride in the car, nor would she allow it to squat on her shoulders. She would have to let it walk back on its own four legs.

"Ten coins, who are you looking down on?" The butcher shouted, "If this gets out, the neighbors will think I'm bullying them. No, two hundred coins, not a penny less, take it now."

Seeing that they refused to take it, he simply stuffed it into their arms.

Wang Cong hugged her in panic and turned to look at Pan Yun.

Pan Jun looked hopeless and could not help but get angry. He grabbed the two strings of money and threw them back, pointing at his nose and cursing, "Being rich is not a big deal. Don't you understand when I say I'm unlucky? I'm talking to you nicely but you won't listen. You have to get angry, right? I've already told you that I don't want compensation, I don't want compensation, do you understand me?"

Zhu Rouchang was stunned by her yelling.

The butcher's wife who had been watching finally confirmed it. She pulled Zhu Rouchang behind her and said to Pan Yun with a smile, "I know, I know. Don't be angry, little Taoist priest. Your elder brother is just like that. He only has strength but no brains."

She took back the two strings of money with a smile and said, "If you don't want to take the money, then don't take the money. How about I give you two pieces of pork? You went to the market just now to buy meat, right?"

Zhu Rouchang had already reacted and squeezed forward and said, "How can that be? If I don't pay, I will be too embarrassed in the future..."

"Shut up," the pork stall owner yelled at him, annoyed, "When you apologize, you have to consider other people's feelings. You only care about your own face. Does this look like an apology? It looks more like you want others to feel uncomfortable just to save your face!"

Pan Jun nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Wang Cong also nodded.

The butcher's wife enthusiastically took Pan Yun's hand and said, "Come on, sister-in-law will take you to pick out some meat. I tell you, the meat in my house is delicious. It's all big fat pigs selected from the countryside. I'll ask him to cut some pork belly for you, and some ribs..."

What the proprietress meant by "two cuts of pork belly" was to cut all the pork belly from that half of the meat in two cuts and then skewer it for Pan Yun.

For some ribs, I would cut off both sides of a rib, cut it in half, and then string the two halves together and give it to her.

Pan Yun opened his mouth wide. These meat and bones would be worth more than two hundred coins, right?

Zhu Rouchang's heart suddenly calmed down. He cut and shaved with a sharp knife, skewered two pieces of pork belly and handed them to Wang Cong.

Wang Cong swallowed and looked at Pan Yun.

The price of meat today is twelve cents per pound of pork belly. I estimate these two pieces of pork belly weigh ten pounds, right?
Spare ribs are cheaper, but still cost ten cents a pound. This piece of spare ribs weighs six pounds, right?
He quickly calculated the price in his mind and found that it was about the same as the compensation they had to pay. He let out a breath and looked at Pan Yun.

Pan Yun pondered and said, "Sister-in-law, this meat is for our Sanqing Temple, right?"

The butcher's lady boss's eyes twinkled as she said, "Yes, it's for your Sanqing Temple. Please, Taoist priests, try our pork."

Pan Yun exhaled and waved to Wang Cong, "Take it!"

"Hey." Wang Cong immediately took the pork belly and ribs.

Zhu Rouchang saw that they were finally happy, and his expression improved. "That's right. What's the point of being so shy?"

He said, "If you want to eat meat in the future, just come to me and I'll give you a cheaper price."

Pan Jun thanked him, pulled the stunned Wang Xiaojing along and left, "Hurry up, it will be dark if you don't go back now."

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 3, as shown in the screenshot
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